I'm a doctor, not an engineer
[there's a massive conglomeration of junk that somehow looks like a solar-powered MACHINE of some sort, off under the trees]
[lots of swearing]
[McCoy emerges from under one side, gripping a spanner, hair rumpled, giant grease stain on one cheek. He grumbles at a collection of cups, glasses, and what looks like an inflatable monkey's head with a straw sticking out of it]
DAMMIT. This stupid machine seemed to work at first -- gave me a mint tea when I asked for it. But now, every time I ask for a drink it gives me something different and stupid! Maybe it's my voice. Maybe other people need to try the damn thing. Maybe I need to find another project here to stop myself going slowly insane in my brief downtime.
Maybe I need to stop TALKING TO MYSELF.
(((And I'm out! Will pick up again later, thanks all!)))
[lots of swearing]
[McCoy emerges from under one side, gripping a spanner, hair rumpled, giant grease stain on one cheek. He grumbles at a collection of cups, glasses, and what looks like an inflatable monkey's head with a straw sticking out of it]
DAMMIT. This stupid machine seemed to work at first -- gave me a mint tea when I asked for it. But now, every time I ask for a drink it gives me something different and stupid! Maybe it's my voice. Maybe other people need to try the damn thing. Maybe I need to find another project here to stop myself going slowly insane in my brief downtime.
Maybe I need to stop TALKING TO MYSELF.
(((And I'm out! Will pick up again later, thanks all!)))