[Log || 002] Setting sail!

[mostattitude]

Who: Hazardous Materials (plus some Queen's Gambit & Brave Vesperia maybe?)
Where: On the seas! Somewhere.
When: 3/13 - 3/23
What: Learning how to sail this thing, meeting each other, prepping for Navy battles!
Warnings: Too much awesomeness on one ship.
Style: Any!
Status: Mostly closed.


General sailing log for the next week or so! Randomness and fun times and whatever we want!

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[b2_dragon]

[The words are familiar, as is the tone. A lot of humans tended to use that tone around him. It's kind of amusing. The dragon chuffs, bumping the green palm with his snout. This is kind of becoming kind of a routine.]

[waywithmachines]

[since no face grabbing seems imminent, Donnie can't help but feel relieved. He pats Toothless' head lightly and then sees something which piques his interest.]

I'mmm just going down that way... [he points and then carefully makes his way down to kneel by the dragon's tail where the other half has been fitted with some kind of prosthetic]

This is pretty ingenious work.

[he'll try to open it and close it if he can but regardless, he's going to get a better look]

You can actually fly by using this thing? But it doesn't seem to be attached to any muscle... so how can you control it...

[he doesn't really expect an answer, mostly musing to himself at this point]

[b2_dragon]

[Toothless glances back as Donatello goes to inspect his tail. He flicks it back and forth a few times because he just wants to be difficult, but eventually the turtle will be able to get a good look at the thing.

It looks like something else should connect to it, once Don's able to get a glimpse of the underside.]

[waywithmachines]

That's really good work. [opens and closes it a few times] You know I could probably construct a mechanical dragon based on the same principles if I could get some of this material... but I'd have to compensate for the weight of four turtles plus some humans...

[and brb. He's going to get his make shift sketch pad and when he comes back he's just going to watch Toothless and draw the aspects of him in order to maybe later transition that into schematics for a flying machine]

[b2_dragon]

[Turtles like to babble as much as humans! The dragon watches as Donatello goes off, but good luck trying to sketch him as Toothless will peer curiously over a shoulder to see what he's doing.]

[waywithmachines]

[it's not babbling. It's talking to himself. It's a trait of genius, but, it is rather hard to get a drawing on a dragon that keeps peeking over his shoulder]

Uhhh.... Sit.

[b2_dragon]

[...that's still babbling. Toothless tilts his head, but he sits. Next to Donatello. Because how else is he going to see what you are doing?]

[waywithmachines]

[well it looked like that worked anyway]

Stay.

[slowly backs away]

[b2_dragon]

[Oh, where are you going? Well, Toothless will stay there so long as Donatello's not drawing. Guess what'll happen as soon as you stop to do so again? :D]

[waywithmachines]

[Hopefully the dragon will stay in one place so he can get a good feel of him. Donnie watches a moment before starting the first few lines]

[b2_dragon]

[Aaaand up and over he goes. Whatcha doooooin'~ ]

[waywithmachines]

[this is going to be a problem. and then he gets an idea.]

No. Listen. This is you [draws an oblong shape] This is me [draws a circle]

I'm going to go over here and draw you. [draws another oblong and circle this one with dashes leading away and a helfpul arrow pointed at the circle ie him]

You, don't move.

[and in front of the oblong shape he makes an 'x'.]

Get it?

[b2_dragon]

[...silly turtle. That's not him. That is a blob. Toothless however watches all the funny little marks that Donatello makes. Oh, does he want Toothless to draw him? The dragon peers about, but it doesn't look like very much space for him to work with, and he doesn't have one of those writing thingies.]

[waywithmachines]

That means you gotta stop mo--

[no wait. While the dragon is distracted like this, maybe Donnie has a chance! He scuttles back a little further and gets to sketching before Toothless can catch on]

[b2_dragon]

[Toothless quickly looks back as he hears the turtle move again. Ooh, is this a game now?

The dragon bounds over towards him like an overgrown puppy.]

1/2

[waywithmachines]

Gah! No! Darnit!

[waywithmachines]

Memo to me, work on an inter species translator, stat. Or maybe it would be easier if I could somehow develop a camera --though then I would have to deal with the negatives...Unless I could also create flash memory--

No wait I got it!

[it's a simple solution really! He scoots up to the rigging and peers at the dragon through the ropes. Since it can't fly unless someone was manipulating the tail, it was obvious that brains had triumped over animalistic instinct]

[b2_dragon]

[Toothless watches, perhaps somewhat eagerly, to see where Donatello goes next. He tilts his head, and then looks around before moving towards the mast, leaping up onto the horizontal beam closest to the rigging Donatello has nested along.

He paws at it with a stubby claw as though trying to test its weight. If all else fails, he'll just shake the turtle out from where he's hiding.]

[waywithmachines]

[he's got a better grip on the netting then that. But he also gets the feeling that he's not going to be able to draw this thing unless it's asleep or something.

But, well, he guesses he can at least observe how it moves and commit it to memory. Also maybe check its relative intelligence? This in mind, he drops the sketchpad to land with a clatter on the deck

[b2_dragon]

[Toothless pauses, glancing down at the sketchpad as it falls down onto the deck. He looks between that and Donatello before leaning over the beam to leap back down.

He circles around the sketchbook, nudging it with a claw, peering upwards again to see if Donatello has any intentions of coming back down for it. If not, then he'll snatch it up in his mouth and hop back up the mast again.]