we can chart new stars together. [junkrats | day 3]
Mar 13, 2022 17:55:11 GMT -5
Post by arx!! on Mar 13, 2022 17:55:11 GMT -5
malaki-boden w/a
aka "kiibo"
To say he remembered much would be a lie. He did not enjoy lies. Or lying. But he did anyway—"I'll be okay."—he remembered that much at least. But after- well, blood loss and shock are quite the combination. Sleep never came easy to him, but passing out from physical exhaustion seems to be a regular these days.
What was irregular was the dreaming. He didn't dream when he slept. Not like how Madison or Caelum have described it at least. But this was something he was certain was a dream, something he was feeling but not experiencing. Not really anyway.
A dream.
Certainly this was dreaming?
He thought about wiggling his fingers. And they did! At least, he could feel them, just not see them. They felt slow, they were noisy? His elbow wouldn't bend so he tried to lift his head instead, but that didn't work either. Not that he minded; he was looking up at the stars. Until he looked closer and realized they were not the constellations he knew—Caelum had shown him all of those.
Kiibo did not fear the unfamiliar though. He wasn't sure he ever would.
He wasn't sure when he'd been given the microphone attached to the collar of his shirt either, but he wasn't worried. He was at ease, peace. There was a hope behind his words when his spoke: "This is Malaki-Boden W/A, District 8 tribute, codename: K1-B0, also known as: Kiibo. Let hope guide you to dawn."
"I am uncertain if I am transmitting because my limbs refuse to move me in a way where I can check my instruments, but I will continue in case anyone is out there. And because- I do quite enjoy thinking aloud. Logs of audio data are my second favorite form of media."
The first was of course the hit track Our Stunning Soap Love by the wildly famous boy band, The Single Vandal's Club. But that felt like a reveal for his next dream broadcast.
"Charlotte Bellisario, District 2 tribute, codename: L011I3, also known as Lottie. We won the Wealth together. She's extremely capable, though I think perhaps these mechs are not quite what she had expected. She also gave me a toy robot. I know Bellisario: Love, District 2's tribute during the 88th Hunger Games, he was quite the study. I know that they are of relation, but I am uncomfortable making connections between the two since I never met Love- but I have met Lottie. She brings an honor to her name, if I even have a right to say such a thing."
"Talon Grey, District 4 tribute, codename: 74L0N, also known as Talon. They're the sort of person that reminds me of a natural disaster, perhaps a hurricane? I would say tornado, but the withdrawal symptoms make them a rather sweaty individual and hurricanes possess far more precipitation than a tornado. Plus District 4 is one of the only districts in all of Panem to experience such an event. So, anyway, I think perhaps what I mean to say is that storms can be weathered. I think Talon is a fine hurricane."
"Maze Armstrong, District 12 tribute, codename: M423, also known as Maze. She read the entire mech manual before I'd even had the chance to look. She even helped me to configure the parts I found onto my mech. I think perhaps she even took part of my watch last night while I was recovering. She's kind, but I do not think she cares for anyone to know that. Seems logical here; kindness can get you killed, that much is true. But I appreciate her. I feel safer knowing she is around."
"These are my allies. I find them better than all of yours combined!"
It wasn't so much a taunt or insult as it was a compliment of his team, but he hoped it worked well enough to make Tavi happy back home.
And then a crowd cheered and he was awake.
But the sky was still filled with unfamiliar constellations. As his eyes began to adjust he recognized them as creatures- Nakom, but these ones were glowing. Henry would have been ecstatic. Moving constellations across the ceiling, wings fluttering and dancing to a tune he recognized as that of a Kodoma. Eve would have been elated. A song that felt like home, clicks and hums that he wished he could put on a cassette tape. Seeds floated on the breeze, moss grew in patches across the cavern, somewhere he could hear water. Water in a desert.
oasis: a fertile spot in a desert, where water is found.
He had not cried while smiling before.
He did not know how to make it make any sense either.
All he could manage was:
What was irregular was the dreaming. He didn't dream when he slept. Not like how Madison or Caelum have described it at least. But this was something he was certain was a dream, something he was feeling but not experiencing. Not really anyway.
A dream.
Certainly this was dreaming?
He thought about wiggling his fingers. And they did! At least, he could feel them, just not see them. They felt slow, they were noisy? His elbow wouldn't bend so he tried to lift his head instead, but that didn't work either. Not that he minded; he was looking up at the stars. Until he looked closer and realized they were not the constellations he knew—Caelum had shown him all of those.
Kiibo did not fear the unfamiliar though. He wasn't sure he ever would.
He wasn't sure when he'd been given the microphone attached to the collar of his shirt either, but he wasn't worried. He was at ease, peace. There was a hope behind his words when his spoke: "This is Malaki-Boden W/A, District 8 tribute, codename: K1-B0, also known as: Kiibo. Let hope guide you to dawn."
"I am uncertain if I am transmitting because my limbs refuse to move me in a way where I can check my instruments, but I will continue in case anyone is out there. And because- I do quite enjoy thinking aloud. Logs of audio data are my second favorite form of media."
The first was of course the hit track Our Stunning Soap Love by the wildly famous boy band, The Single Vandal's Club. But that felt like a reveal for his next dream broadcast.
"Charlotte Bellisario, District 2 tribute, codename: L011I3, also known as Lottie. We won the Wealth together. She's extremely capable, though I think perhaps these mechs are not quite what she had expected. She also gave me a toy robot. I know Bellisario: Love, District 2's tribute during the 88th Hunger Games, he was quite the study. I know that they are of relation, but I am uncomfortable making connections between the two since I never met Love- but I have met Lottie. She brings an honor to her name, if I even have a right to say such a thing."
"Talon Grey, District 4 tribute, codename: 74L0N, also known as Talon. They're the sort of person that reminds me of a natural disaster, perhaps a hurricane? I would say tornado, but the withdrawal symptoms make them a rather sweaty individual and hurricanes possess far more precipitation than a tornado. Plus District 4 is one of the only districts in all of Panem to experience such an event. So, anyway, I think perhaps what I mean to say is that storms can be weathered. I think Talon is a fine hurricane."
"Maze Armstrong, District 12 tribute, codename: M423, also known as Maze. She read the entire mech manual before I'd even had the chance to look. She even helped me to configure the parts I found onto my mech. I think perhaps she even took part of my watch last night while I was recovering. She's kind, but I do not think she cares for anyone to know that. Seems logical here; kindness can get you killed, that much is true. But I appreciate her. I feel safer knowing she is around."
"These are my allies. I find them better than all of yours combined!"
It wasn't so much a taunt or insult as it was a compliment of his team, but he hoped it worked well enough to make Tavi happy back home.
And then a crowd cheered and he was awake.
But the sky was still filled with unfamiliar constellations. As his eyes began to adjust he recognized them as creatures- Nakom, but these ones were glowing. Henry would have been ecstatic. Moving constellations across the ceiling, wings fluttering and dancing to a tune he recognized as that of a Kodoma. Eve would have been elated. A song that felt like home, clicks and hums that he wished he could put on a cassette tape. Seeds floated on the breeze, moss grew in patches across the cavern, somewhere he could hear water. Water in a desert.
oasis: a fertile spot in a desert, where water is found.
He had not cried while smiling before.
He did not know how to make it make any sense either.
All he could manage was:
"Wow."
kiibo d8x has formed a core memory!
#ERROR. The Underground Oasis
#ERROR. The Underground Oasis