voice ✈ 005 [accidental grumblings]
[he was busy trying to install one of the backup generators and tweaking it, but when it backfired it kind of shocked him and his Dreamberry fell off his belt clip, turning on midway through a lovely stream of curses. which sound more like bleeps because his thing is censored.
he of course has no idea. so everyone gets to hear the irritated rantings of an old pilot.]
Goddamn blackout...already been over a day.
This is why ya don't bank all yer energy systems on some crazy "magical" resource. [some power drilling goes here] Mako, Dream Energy, rainbows, whatever. It goes down, yer *&^%ed, end of story. Shoulda used good ol' natural resources. [that might have been a hammer pounding against something
more grumbling]
Shoot, I'd fix the goddamn plant myself if I knew where the damn thing was. But no, they had ta put the *&^%$#@ thing where? Underground. And noone knows where it is. [few clicks of a lighter] Morons. Place was screwed up from the get go.
Should have--[small grunt]--least made some kinna back up system. Ain't like they didn't know how ta make goddamn electricity! [shove shove shove and the flip of a switch. there's a small buzz like something turning on]
Least these cores can last a while.
[and now his voice is more off to the side, but loud as ever.] Hey, you! Quit standin' there goofin' off and get me some goddamn tea! Just 'cause we ain't got full power don't mean yer gettin' some kinna vacation from installin' those gears! Ya got a flashlight, use it! [there's a quick, almost frantic, reply before Cid's low grumblings can be heard again] No good lazy good-for-nothin' weirdos, world don't stop just 'cause it's dark.
he of course has no idea. so everyone gets to hear the irritated rantings of an old pilot.]
Goddamn blackout...already been over a day.
This is why ya don't bank all yer energy systems on some crazy "magical" resource. [some power drilling goes here] Mako, Dream Energy, rainbows, whatever. It goes down, yer *&^%ed, end of story. Shoulda used good ol' natural resources. [that might have been a hammer pounding against something
more grumbling]
Shoot, I'd fix the goddamn plant myself if I knew where the damn thing was. But no, they had ta put the *&^%$#@ thing where? Underground. And noone knows where it is. [few clicks of a lighter] Morons. Place was screwed up from the get go.
Should have--[small grunt]--least made some kinna back up system. Ain't like they didn't know how ta make goddamn electricity! [shove shove shove and the flip of a switch. there's a small buzz like something turning on]
Least these cores can last a while.
[and now his voice is more off to the side, but loud as ever.] Hey, you! Quit standin' there goofin' off and get me some goddamn tea! Just 'cause we ain't got full power don't mean yer gettin' some kinna vacation from installin' those gears! Ya got a flashlight, use it! [there's a quick, almost frantic, reply before Cid's low grumblings can be heard again] No good lazy good-for-nothin' weirdos, world don't stop just 'cause it's dark.