Test 01 [Accidental Video/Action]

[literalidiotball]

[The feed flickers to life, showing the back of the mansion. A branch blocks the view, giving the impression that the device is stuck in a tree. A couple of odd things are easily noticable about this video. Firstly, the lens seems to be cracked in half, splitting the image into two, slightly misaligned halves. Secondly, there's a small watermark in the corner that wouldn't be out of place on a youtube video. Third, although nobody is actually in the video, a man's voice is stammering in some sort of English accent.]

-how I could have even gotten here. Really, I should have been in a million pieces by now, just from the impact. Possibly also on fire. You know, from entering the Earth's atmosphere at terminal velocity.

[Two metal lids close in front of the camera for a second as it quickly pans back and forth like it was shaking its head.] No, it's probably a good thing I didn't get smashed. I've already been damaged enough...

Hang on, what's this thing doing?

"Streaming to Network?!" What network? I don't remember installing this software!

[The camera pans about frantically. It should be obvious by now we're looking at the world through the eye of a panicking robot.] Oh god! Someone hacked into me! What do I do? What do I do?

Wait, maybe the hackers can help me. [He calms down and clears his simulated throat.] Hello. As you can probably tell, I'm stuck in a tree of some sort. If you could please get me down, I would really appreciate it.

[If anyone wants to rescue poor Wheatley or perhaps stumble upon him by chance, he'll be in one of the trees in the orchards. You can't miss him: he's a spherical robot the size of a large beach ball, equipped with moving handles and a bright, blue optic.]

[ooc: Feel free to threadjack this post.]

Comments

[literalidiotball]

Alright, that's fine. I don't expect you to know all about them, if you don't work for them.

That being said... Could you please come over here and fix me up a bit? I got pretty scuffed up, you see. Broken optic and everything, and I would really appreciate it if you at least replaced the glass or something?

[PLEASE? He wants to see normally again!]

[mcgucket]

Oh! Ah, sure, I can fix ya up in a jiffy. [There's some shuffling about now as he starts picking up things off screen--yep, gonna need that, and that too...]

Just hang tight while I get together the supplies I'll need, and if somethin' happens before I get there, call me back, yeah?

Can we make the "Let's Fix Wheatley" thing a seperate log?

[literalidiotball]

Ah, brilliant!

[McGucket could hear the sheer excitement in Wheatley's voice. Finally, someone who is able to fix him up properly!]

Can I have your number, then, in case I do need to call you?

Absolutely!

[mcgucket]

Sure. [... Oh--] Name's Fiddleford McGucket.

[So you know the name of who you're calling here and all when attempting to reach us.]

Yay! Can I write it up?

[literalidiotball]

[Wheatley couldn't help but giggle at the name.]

Alright then, McGucket, can I have a phone number to go with a name?

[Wheatley doesn't understand how the network works around here.]

The name's Wheatley, by the way.

Sure!

[mcgucket]

It's a pleasure to meet ya Wheatley.

[Right, about that number--]

Also, I should tell you that communication here doesn't run on numbers: as long as you've got my name, you should be able to contact me right away.

Thanks!

[literalidiotball]

Oh. Convenient.

Thank you! I'll give you a call when I can!