Day in the Life...On a Meatship - [ OPEN! ]

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Title: A Day in the Life...On a Meatship
Location/s: Stacy; Anywhere
Notes: Taking a leaf out of another brilliant mind's book here, so Kudos to Senor Paco, King of Spicy Food. Takes place at various times in a typical day of Renne, so tag with where you wanna catch him: Exploring anywhere/playing hero with his plushies, Sensoriums failing at karate or Media Library trying to better his English.




10:00 AM
The Sensorium chamber's alive with sound this morning. Well all right, so it's just the sound of one life-form. The Sensorium chamber resembles...a really, really badly attempted design of...Is this supposed to be a proper Dojo or a Command-Center mashup gone nuts?
Either way, Renne's warming up, practising to refine his walking, running and general bipedal motor skill -- which turns into a laughable bumbling of what could be called martial arts. Actually, no, it can't. It's too clumsy for that. That's why he has his beloved Book-Listening Device rambling through a martial arts-type of book. The problem? He's not doing very well at this.
At all.

1:30 PM
The Media Library's a nice place to study or to learn. And for the last few minutes, he's been here listening to anything he could get his paws on, specifically, to try and better his English. Whether that's going well or not is up to the judgment of anyone that might care to walk in.

4:15 PM
Having had a long day of studying various things -- success or not, he'd worked his little brain off -- Renne's taking a bit of a break. Wandering the halls, exploring to his proverbial heart's content. And with him? Of course, his plushies and yes, he's talking to them both, occasionally playing Hero-type games with them. Billy!Plushie and Archie!Plushie always go along for Renne's crazy adventures.

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[alterniantaurus.livejournal.com]

Tavros is starting to get more used to the odd little creature. He smiles a bit at the upsurge of curiosity.

"Nothing all that, um, important. Just checking out different stories, and reading up on humans since they're sort of... everywhere here. What about you?"

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[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Oooh. Rrrr-enne know Hew-mahns. Eee. Rrrr-ene trrry ge-t good-errr In-guh-lish."

[alterniantaurus.livejournal.com]

"I never met any humans, uh, not before I ended up here. And I don't know, I, um, understand you. As long as you're... getting your point across, you're not doing so bad, right?"

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eeee. Rrrr-enne kno-w 'lots Hew-mahns. Noh ahll be goo-d Hew-mahns. Bu-t...frrrree Hew-mahns be goo-d. Djay-Djay, Bee, Tarrr-Tarrr."

Then a pause to think.

"Rrrr-enne wahn-t good-errr In-guh-lish...Rrrr-enne be-lieve Rrrr-enne scarrrre krrrit-terrr wi-th bad In-guh-lish ahn-d wha-t Rrrr-enne be."

[alterniantaurus.livejournal.com]

It's a shame Tavros has no idea who Renne named. He met Katara and would have completely agreed if he'd been able to parse "Tar-Tar".

He takes a moment to reassemble Renne's broken English.

"What critt-- uh, I mean, what creature did you scare? Maybe they, uh, didn't understand what they were looking at."

He decides not to admit that he still kind of doesn't.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"'Lots krrrit-terrrr. Hew-mahns, mos-t. Dee-mons, so-me. Th-ey go 'Eeeee! Ge-t krrrit-terrr!' at Rrrr-enne."

Oh yeah, being hunted on sight had been fun.

[alterniantaurus.livejournal.com]

Tavros nods, looking a bit sympathetic.

"I guess, it's because they thought you, um, looked like easy prey, or something."

He doesn't mean that as an insult. Everything on his home planet is considered easy prey until proven otherwise.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee. May-bee. Rrrr-enne bi-te th-em." Chirp.

He takes no insult -- many had thought him easy prey in the past but like many venomous animals, he'd given those life-forms a lesson not easily forgotten.

"Wha-t yeu do naow?"

[alterniantaurus.livejournal.com]

"Me? Uh... probably, I'll just check out another story, or something, and let you practice your speech some more."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee. Yeu do goo-d. May-bee Rrrr-enne coo-k fohrrr yeu."

Open offer and then he's carefully scent-tracing back toward his listening spot.

[alterniantaurus.livejournal.com]

Tavros has no idea if that's a good thing or not, but it's bound to be more interesting than Stacy sludge.

"Sure, that sounds, uh, fun. Um, see ya."

And he's off as well to check out the literary section.