he/him
25
april 15
mauville city
heterosexual
engineer
cadet
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Colton Boothroyd
TICK TICK BOOM [POST DORM]
POSTED ON Apr 12, 2023 3:07:26 GMT
Colton chuckled in response to Penelope’s statement. ”It certainly can be. Seems like everyday, the world just goes more and more insane,” he mused, his hands and tools continuing to work deftly across the circuits as he talked. ”That’s another reason I like machines. In the face of everything, they just make sense. Easy to predict, easy to fix, easy to understand. Makes for a good bedrock in-“
He paused, looking back over his shoulder at Penelope with an eyebrow raised. His head? What was going on with his head? Did he have something leftover from the jellyfish creature he and Hideo Kino had encountered there?
He reached up, running his fingers through his messy brown locks, expecting whatever it was to fall out after a pass or two. Onky, what he found didn’t move. It merely jerked at the top of his scalp, where further inspection concluded that it was indeed procuring out from. He could feel his skin smoothly merging into the hard, lumpy substance. He felt his heart begin to beat faster in his chest as his free hand pulled his Rotom phone out, directing it to snap a picture of the horn on his head.
When his phone swung itself back down, Colton stared at the picture dumbfounded. There, clear as day, a piece of coral jutted out of the top of his head. He felt panic begin to set in, his skin itching. He wanted to run away, to see what else had happened to his body, to get out of this nightmare world before his mind snapped…
But Arti, sensing his trainer’s growing panic, popped its body outside of the circuit board, floating over and nuzzling itself against Colton’s cheek. The staticky feeling of his partner next to him brought Colton out of his own head for a moment, just long enough to look at Arti’s concerned face, then to the broken apart transmitter. The circuits all going into their designated spots, the antenna leading down towards the transceiver, which lead to the speaker. Everything flowing as it should, even in pieces as it was. A bedrock of certainty, of reality. Something he could cling onto amongst all this madness.
Slowly, Colton’s breathing slowed and his heart rate returned to normal. He took in a deep breath, held it for a moment, then slowly let it out. ”A side effect of being in the Ultra Deep Sea, no doubt,” he answered, his voice calm as he turned back to his work. ”I can’t let it bother me, though. I’ve still got to get communications back up.”
PENELOPE LIVY OOC: Comms 1/2 10 MP (IC Post) Total: 110 MP
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