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ph_logs2023-07-19 07:45 pm
daddy_topside) wrote in ph_logs2023-07-19 07:45 pm
Delta Catch All
Who: Subject Delta (daddy_topside) and pretty much everyone!
What: Delta v (small) Civilization
When: Varying times of the day!
Where: Varying spots but mostly around the outer edges of Pumpkin Hollow!
Warning(s): Canon typical violence (Bioshock). Will add anything if they come up!
Open - In Town! (Daytime)
Subject Delta was created for the sole purpose of attending to the protection of a singular Little Sister. When he wasn’t doing that, he was hunting for leaks and doing repairs on a megalomaniac’s underwater hell city.
Figuring out mundane things like housing and groceries isn’t… quite in his repertoire. You might as well have thrown a tortoise into a lake and gotten about the same level of drowning incomprehension.
Typically, Delta would commit to the fine art of simply disregarding everything anyone tried to tell him and forge his own path. It’s just this time he’s so far out of his depth, he doesn’t even have the familiar to fall back on.
In the end, stunned by the endless be-clouded skies and the sheer shock of it all, Delta simply parks himself on a rocky hill and contemplates insanity.
For Grace - Downtown (Daytime)
Money, at least, was a familiar concept to Subject Delta. Cash to be traded for goods (and services, but you didn’t exactly get service between the splicers having the run of the place and just plain being a Big Daddy). You didn’t crawl out of a libertarian’s wet dreams without at least learning that.
The question is just what to spend money on. Deprived of his weapons, Delta instead muddles about Downtown, accumulating frightened and wary stares from the sparse populace as he contemplates the window of a woodworking shop.
daddy_topside) and pretty much everyone!What: Delta v (small) Civilization
When: Varying times of the day!
Where: Varying spots but mostly around the outer edges of Pumpkin Hollow!
Warning(s): Canon typical violence (Bioshock). Will add anything if they come up!
Open - In Town! (Daytime)
Subject Delta was created for the sole purpose of attending to the protection of a singular Little Sister. When he wasn’t doing that, he was hunting for leaks and doing repairs on a megalomaniac’s underwater hell city.
Figuring out mundane things like housing and groceries isn’t… quite in his repertoire. You might as well have thrown a tortoise into a lake and gotten about the same level of drowning incomprehension.
Typically, Delta would commit to the fine art of simply disregarding everything anyone tried to tell him and forge his own path. It’s just this time he’s so far out of his depth, he doesn’t even have the familiar to fall back on.
In the end, stunned by the endless be-clouded skies and the sheer shock of it all, Delta simply parks himself on a rocky hill and contemplates insanity.
For Grace - Downtown (Daytime)
Money, at least, was a familiar concept to Subject Delta. Cash to be traded for goods (and services, but you didn’t exactly get service between the splicers having the run of the place and just plain being a Big Daddy). You didn’t crawl out of a libertarian’s wet dreams without at least learning that.
The question is just what to spend money on. Deprived of his weapons, Delta instead muddles about Downtown, accumulating frightened and wary stares from the sparse populace as he contemplates the window of a woodworking shop.
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The villagers probably wouldn't appreciate that too much.
"I'll be damned if I've found a way to get rid of them permanently, or where they're coming from. It seems like most people here don't want to find out, either. At least the villagers, I mean."
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who did you ask? Delta writes. Congrats on the longest sentence anyone's gotten out of the big daddy so far, Lucas.
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"Well, I talked to Miss Leeds about the brutoks. She seems to collect information on all the strange happenings around town and beyond. She has a manor and hosts the Historical Society there, or is nose deep in a book at the library. I've also talked to Degas, the guy that runs the Temple in town. He knows everyone here, so that's handy for following up on things. Uh...oh!" He snaps his fingers, one can almost picture a lightbulb going off over his head.
"And Neil! He lives out in the forest and studies dreams? Might not be too useful for something like brutok but someone to keep in mind around here anyways. he seems pretty skeptical about what's going on and another point of view is never a bad thing. Right?"
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The library probably wasn't going to be easy to access for a big daddy either, not without a willingness to deal with more people than Delta wants to. Sitting back, he contemplatively rubs the edge of his porthole.
studies dreams? he asks Lucas after a moment.
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He trails off, bringing up the memory again. "Pretty level-headed, I guess. A little weird but I don't think that's a problem. Although I gotta ask," Lucas pauses, feeling stupid for asking in the first place considering he's talking to a big stuck in a big metal whats-it, "Do people have any supernatural abilities where you're from?"
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Lucas will probably discover this minor miscommunication in time just because Delta isn't shy about plasmid use. For now though, sorry for the bad new, Lucas.
also apologies for the weird sentence in my last tag, my fingers type faster than my brain!
"Okay, so this might sound weird then but where I'm from it's common too. So Neil can, like, project himself into people's dreams. So, he can help people figure out what they mean or see if there's a reason causing them in general. Like, say, you go through something traumatic and then you start having nightmares."
no worries! o/
He's not particularly inclined to try and convey that though, so Delta just kind of inclines his mantle in a thoughtful nod. The psychotherapy aspect of that doesn't seem terribly appealing.
why? he writes in puzzlement. There seems to be easier ways to do the investigation that isn't straight up hopping into people's heads.
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"Why not? If you had an ability like that, why not put it to good use?" Of course he's coming from that mindset, being trained to use his own abilities from a young age for good rather than ill.
"I think it could be handy later on, depending on what happens around here. But listen to me yakking away and not even asking your name." he scoffs at himself. This was pretty bad even by his standards! "I'm Lucas."
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delta, he offers in return.
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"So since you're not staying in town, uh...you're welcome by my place if you need anything. I'm out from town at the last trolley stop." A nice perk of being an enforcer. "Us newbie gotta stick together right?
no subject
sure
He does not actually tell Lucas that he's staying in town, but the situation needs to be more dire than this for him to actually bother writing that much out. Sorry Lucas.
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"Right. Well, I've probably yakked your ears off enough," He says with a sheepish grin. "I didn't really mean to interrupt if you were in the middle of something but...don't be a stranger?"
whoops, wrap?
sounds good!