microbrobotics | [MoM] IC CONTACT POST

[ They come as a series of truncated urls over a series of texts, each leading to a few different media hosting sites: droplocks, upzord, filemignon, and so forth. Each is a .pdf file with a short, useless sort of name ("dw" and "dd" and "sv" and "ms", and the like), containing each around twenty pages of diagrammatic sketches. Most images are in black and white, with occasional addition of one tone of color to indicate shape or shadow, with arrows leading to short notes in cramped English.

Some are of relatively practical-looking things: a cylinder the size of a pen projecting out its side a screen roughly that the size of a tablet, infinitely more portable, with notes about gesture-related interaction; rough city landscapes with billboards indicated as being merely light projections, easier to see and change than paper counterparts. Others look very impractical, with bulbous contraptions that strap to the wrist, interior motors and projectors and exterior trays and docks and how many pounds would that be, to carry on the non-dominant arm? The stylized motorcycles, with computer displays mounted centrally between the handlebars, and are paired with sketches of helmets with lightly-colored visors with placeholders for data scrawled across the field of view.

The holograms drawn in companion are monstrously large, mostly robots, and dragons, with occasional amalgamations of things like humans and plants, or rodents and scrap metal. Some of the small, featureless humans drawn in conjunction will have the right arm outstretched strangely (especially for the ones on the bikes), but each time they seem to be holding something -- not that the sketches are detailed nearly enough to depict what they are besides "rectangles."

The image with the most detail -- and most color -- is the interior of a stadium: there's a race track in the center, with two bikes racing, while above them one gigantic beast, winged and taloned and colored in silvers and blues, spit some beam of rainbow-speckled light at a darker, larger beast, engulfed in flames. There is a scoreboard of some fashion: a red-lined 100 versus a white 3800. It's... a sport. Hologram dragons fighting to the death over a bike race is, somehow, a sport.

The text message that follows the last of the file links reads: ]

Sorry these took so long. The last few days have been pretty rough.

Hey Hiro look what I figured out how how to do!

Also how awesome is it that your brother showed up! Just in time for your bday too

wow

[ the only warning he gets ]

[Hello, child.]

This is Dr. Crane.

It would be a pleasure to discuss my study with you, when you're available. Are you available for interview soon?

Yo loser I made you something.

[ Attached link ]

Hiro, it's Barnaby. Are you alright? Please let me know when you get a chance.

Reply to this message when you can.

Are you receiving visitors? Y/N

( ・_・)ノ

[ yes...that's an emoji. ]

[Arriving via UPS to Hiro and Tadashi's home is a nicely wrapped box with no return address; the only note with it says "From a friend." Hint: it's from Jack.

Inside is a whole bunch of dumb stupid boyband crap for a peppy band called Twice West.]

Edited 2015-02-22 02:46 (UTC)

Hiro-kun, could I ask you for a favor? I brought an mp3 player with me but I don't have a way to charge it.

[ Lana doesn't know if Hiro's going to the convention or not, but she's decided cosplay is the next step in her nerd-transformation, apparently. And she's snapchatting him the evidence. ]

Hi. I'm sorry, you don't know me, but I heard that you're working on...power nullifiers. Is that right? How's that going?

when you get a chance bring coffee to the garage

Hiro, I didn't know you had a broken arm. I'm a healer - I can take care of it for you!

[Boys not asking for help, one of her annoyances, Hiro.]

You can see me at home or at work.

...Home might be better. Or I could come to your place.

Hey I have a question

[ Raina went to the lab, studying what few samples they had. Although her job was technically being a material collector, she wanted to understand all aspects of her work -- and the men in charge could hardly say no when she asked. She warned them in advance that they would be having company later -- someone to help improve the machinery and make it more efficient.

But even though Raina reassured them she was getting help from the best, Hiro probably got some strange looks from the workers by the time he arrived. Not from Raina, though. As soon as she saw him, she stopped what she was doing, smiled wide and approached to give him a handshake of the utmost respect. ]

Mr. Hamada, correct? I'm Raina.

I got a result on the police database search. Your tip about fire powers was critical. There's been a few house fires in Heropa, and in one, the police had a note to question the house sitter-- but the home owners denied hiring one.

[It's a little girl! But she's CGI rather than a video recording!]

Hello Hiro Hamada I am informed that you are an ImPort with some experience with advanced Engineering?? I am trying to find humans (or not humans) that have the capabilities to repair my robot body should it become damaged, and your name was raised by the human Raina!!

So.... I've got some good news and some bad news

[A few days of scares, trying to keep his brother calm, trying to keep their closer friends updated and still keep an eye on what's happening outside the lab?

Busy week.

But he's honestly glad, it's kept Tadashi from getting too worried and scared himself. If Hiro really is contaminated, what then? He wasn't anywhere near a cure and he hadn't heard anything from anyone else in the lab getting close either.

Focus.

Focus on making sure Hiro's even infected first before worrying about a cure, one step at a time. It had taken several days to find results and now he would find out for sure. He takes the look and... Oh thank god. It looks exactly the same as his own, no sign of anything foreign or unusual. He steps over to the small quarantine area he'd hastily set up and knocks on the plexiglass.]

Hey, got some news.

We should talk.

Receiving visitors Y/N? You must be bored. [ He's keeping it reasonably casual for him. No need to remind Hiro more than he's already been reminded of the fact that he's basically in quarantine. ]

[Quiet day, nice weather, not too hot but just warm enough to not need a jacket finally. He checked the dates and - yep. This would be the day before, now the eleve-- twelfth anniversary, if Hiro's timeline is what they're going by now. He couldn't find the usual ones he gets from home, but he found and put together a little arrangement of white and red flowers. Already scoped out a cemetery to go to, got Hiro and started the walk.]

You still sure you wanna go?

Hey, Hiro, is it okay if I come over?

[He means in the comm, but let's be real here - he's probably going to plug out into the quarantine area the second he feels like it would make Hiro feel better. SCREW RISK OF FATAL BRAIN DISEASE HIS FRIEND HAS A SAD.]

If this superhero thing is going to be A Thing
I think I'm gonna need some upgrades

yo, hiro.

Heard u were arguing with Star-Lord about the booze.

...U want some?

Edited 2015-05-27 01:25 (UTC)

backdated to like 1/25 or whatever (heyo)

2/7, text (I am so sorry)