NEEEEEEEEERD

[inventor_king]

[Edgar is on the way home from the hardware store. He has a few more boxes and bags than it looks like one person should be able to carry because OMG TWENTIETH CENTURY TECHNOLOGY, and is on his way home to take it all apart and see how it works

Comments

En route

[sniper_shark]

I don't think I saw that much junk in any of the labs I saw back home.

[inventor_king]

[Stop. CAREFULLY regain balance.]

What was that?

[sniper_shark]

Wondering if you've even got room for all that crap.

[inventor_king]

I've got room. I'll just need to empty all the random crap they put in "my" study.

[relaxiamadoctor]

[Fran rounds a corner at just the wrong moment and right into Edgar's stack of stuff]

[inventor_king]

[CRASH! Boxes everywhere!]

[relaxiamadoctor]

[Fran was lucky enough to keep all her parts attached as it was a low speed impact, but now here have what is likely one of Edgar's favorite sights, a cute girl surrounded by machine parts....even if she does have stitches all over and headbolts]

[inventor_king]

[This happens to Edgar more often than he'd care to admit. At least he didn't get a shirt full of pie this time. He goes to start collecting all his stuff.]

I'm sorry, my fault for trying to carry so much stuff at once.