It's late so I wrote something... Nothing spectacular, no real editing, and it's only about 1100 words, but it took all of an hour lol.
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I woke up to the whiring of that damn bike engine that Werhurst has been working on since I was 9. It's never worked, it's never going to work, I know it, he knows it but he likes to keep busy. I would too I suppose, if my cow of a wife was constantly naging me about how she never has enough money to go into town. I'm sure if Shakesphere were alive today and knew Mrs Werhurst he'd have named Taming of the Shrew, Taming of the Fat Lazy Shrew to ensure that the role was cast to reflex this useless lump of a women.
Sorry, got of topic there, so I woke up after, I dunno days I suppose to find ol' Werhurst working away on his engine. Why he kept me in his workshop the whole time I don't know, but he might have been tring to keep me from being eaten by his wife. I took a good blow to the head when I fell from the Airship. It was a good fall I remember tring to deploy my wings the whole way down, to bad something went wrong. I'm betting it was a rubberize release mechinism not working right. I had been talked into covering all the metal that was exposed in rubber so not to attrack lighting, Jim's cousin got struck a few months back and he's been naging me about it ever since. I fell a good two hundred feet and landed on the tent of a visiting circus, that is the last thing I remember.
Doc? I inquired
Nothing... just whiring and banging from outside
Hey Doc!, You There?
Wa? What? Oh Finnigan you are awake! Good for you, I thought for sure you were going to lay there until the earth stood still and you had a great big white beard... he chuckled to himself. How are you feeling my boy? Do you want me to call Doc Holiday over? He isn't far, was here not ten... Werhurst looked at his watch... Oh... I guess it was almost a day ago, I guess that means he should be around soon, every day at 2... or so he tells me... you know me I kinda get lost in my work.
Ya Doc I do He's always been a scatter brain but he is brilliant at fixing other peoples stuff. He's terrible at his own inventions, but if I have an issue with my Parawings, or Trike, he finds the issue in seconds. So you think the Doctor should be back soon then? I would like to make sure I'm ok. What happened after I hit the ground? Last thing I remember was hitting that circus tent.
Werhurst started to laugh at the thought of it all. Ya you gave them a bit of a scare, I'd say. I didn't get there until after they had draged you out of the mess that you made, but from what they told me, those Elephants certianly aren't concepated anymore, nor is their trainer.
Wait What? I was amazed did I didn't kill anything did I? I'd hate to think that I crushed some poor Elephants poop right out of him.
You gave the trainers a big scare, spooked those animals too, they wouldn't preform after that, whole circus had to modify the act to account for the scared animals.
good at least I didn't kill anything
They had you out by the time I got there, but they think you landed on the tent, which apparently wasn't rigged well and so it collapsed on the one side breaking your fall, you ended up falling with the tent onto a trapeeze net with hay bales under it. You are very very lucky my boy.
Hay bales? Really? I really am lucky I thought I was a goner for sure. I really did two hundred feet falls aren't something you normally walk away from, even if it is three day later. Are my wings around, Doc? I want to take a look at them while I wait for Dr Holiday.
oh sure they are with your things, I put everything under the bed. Listen you may want to give the doctor a buzz, just to be sure, you know me. If I didn't wind my watch this morning it might not be right, and you need to be checked out. Once you are given the ok, we can go over the data, it's really good stuff, you will love it.
I gave a nod ok, will do
At least that is a good sign, at least we got some data. We have been looking for ways to generate power with lightning stikes more efficiently. But there is so much power in one that no matter what we do it fries all our eqiupment, it often vaperourize the water tanks too, which is very dangerous for steampowered insturments, and vechiles as you can imagine. I think though that if we can store the energy of lightening we could so so much more with it. We use it already in the Audtron to talk over distance, why not use it to push gears? It be so exciting to be able to have lightening powered trains, the views would be much improved, and we could have the windows open in tunnels.
The Workshop is a sight for sure. To the untrained eye it looks like a mess of gears and sheets of metal everywhere. The first time I entered I didn't even notice a tool for 10 minutes, they blend in with everything so well after all. I had to move some scrap metal from the floor to kneel over to take a look under the bed for my things. This wouldn't normally be an issue, but the bed is actually a workbench with a cubby hole under it that Werhurst stores spare parts in when he runs out of room in the chaos of his workshop. Once I cleared a spot to lay down in, it wasn't too difficult to locate my things, they were placed with some care, and neatly piled off to one side on a pile of Copper gears and cogs. Werhurst must really have been worried, it's not often that he piles anything neatly, let alone my gear.
Whoa! I got really light headed as I started getting up, everything got really bright, and yellow. Werhurst! Give me a hand would ya?
You ok my boy? the old man rushed in and grabed me, holding me up and helping me sit on the bed that I spent that last several days in.
I woke up to the whiring of that damn bike engine that Werhurst has been working on since I was 9. It's never worked, it's never going to work, I know it, he knows it but he likes to keep busy. I would too I suppose, if my cow of a wife was constantly naging me about how she never has enough money to go into town. I'm sure if Shakesphere were alive today and knew Mrs Werhurst he'd have named Taming of the Shrew, Taming of the Fat Lazy Shrew to ensure that the role was cast to reflex this useless lump of a women.
Sorry, got of topic there, so I woke up after, I dunno days I suppose to find ol' Werhurst working away on his engine. Why he kept me in his workshop the whole time I don't know, but he might have been tring to keep me from being eaten by his wife. I took a good blow to the head when I fell from the Airship. It was a good fall I remember tring to deploy my wings the whole way down, to bad something went wrong. I'm betting it was a rubberize release mechinism not working right. I had been talked into covering all the metal that was exposed in rubber so not to attrack lighting, Jim's cousin got struck a few months back and he's been naging me about it ever since. I fell a good two hundred feet and landed on the tent of a visiting circus, that is the last thing I remember.
Doc? I inquired
Nothing... just whiring and banging from outside
Hey Doc!, You There?
Wa? What? Oh Finnigan you are awake! Good for you, I thought for sure you were going to lay there until the earth stood still and you had a great big white beard... he chuckled to himself. How are you feeling my boy? Do you want me to call Doc Holiday over? He isn't far, was here not ten... Werhurst looked at his watch... Oh... I guess it was almost a day ago, I guess that means he should be around soon, every day at 2... or so he tells me... you know me I kinda get lost in my work.
Ya Doc I do He's always been a scatter brain but he is brilliant at fixing other peoples stuff. He's terrible at his own inventions, but if I have an issue with my Parawings, or Trike, he finds the issue in seconds. So you think the Doctor should be back soon then? I would like to make sure I'm ok. What happened after I hit the ground? Last thing I remember was hitting that circus tent.
Werhurst started to laugh at the thought of it all. Ya you gave them a bit of a scare, I'd say. I didn't get there until after they had draged you out of the mess that you made, but from what they told me, those Elephants certianly aren't concepated anymore, nor is their trainer.
Wait What? I was amazed did I didn't kill anything did I? I'd hate to think that I crushed some poor Elephants poop right out of him.
You gave the trainers a big scare, spooked those animals too, they wouldn't preform after that, whole circus had to modify the act to account for the scared animals.
good at least I didn't kill anything
They had you out by the time I got there, but they think you landed on the tent, which apparently wasn't rigged well and so it collapsed on the one side breaking your fall, you ended up falling with the tent onto a trapeeze net with hay bales under it. You are very very lucky my boy.
Hay bales? Really? I really am lucky I thought I was a goner for sure. I really did two hundred feet falls aren't something you normally walk away from, even if it is three day later. Are my wings around, Doc? I want to take a look at them while I wait for Dr Holiday.
oh sure they are with your things, I put everything under the bed. Listen you may want to give the doctor a buzz, just to be sure, you know me. If I didn't wind my watch this morning it might not be right, and you need to be checked out. Once you are given the ok, we can go over the data, it's really good stuff, you will love it.
I gave a nod ok, will do
At least that is a good sign, at least we got some data. We have been looking for ways to generate power with lightning stikes more efficiently. But there is so much power in one that no matter what we do it fries all our eqiupment, it often vaperourize the water tanks too, which is very dangerous for steampowered insturments, and vechiles as you can imagine. I think though that if we can store the energy of lightening we could so so much more with it. We use it already in the Audtron to talk over distance, why not use it to push gears? It be so exciting to be able to have lightening powered trains, the views would be much improved, and we could have the windows open in tunnels.
The Workshop is a sight for sure. To the untrained eye it looks like a mess of gears and sheets of metal everywhere. The first time I entered I didn't even notice a tool for 10 minutes, they blend in with everything so well after all. I had to move some scrap metal from the floor to kneel over to take a look under the bed for my things. This wouldn't normally be an issue, but the bed is actually a workbench with a cubby hole under it that Werhurst stores spare parts in when he runs out of room in the chaos of his workshop. Once I cleared a spot to lay down in, it wasn't too difficult to locate my things, they were placed with some care, and neatly piled off to one side on a pile of Copper gears and cogs. Werhurst must really have been worried, it's not often that he piles anything neatly, let alone my gear.
Whoa! I got really light headed as I started getting up, everything got really bright, and yellow. Werhurst! Give me a hand would ya?
You ok my boy? the old man rushed in and grabed me, holding me up and helping me sit on the bed that I spent that last several days in.