[ 001 | VIDEO | Forward-dated to April 5th ] tl;dr he makes a gun and thinks about jobs

[spah]

[The video starts shaky before Engineer pulls away and into focus. He stands up. and steps away. The video is set on a desk watching a table from across, with a cloth covering something roughly two feet tall. The walls are covered pinned-up blueprints. Some light from the blood red Sanguis moon just barely trickles out of the blinds in the corner. There's enough "normal" light in the room that it doesn't look like a complete horror show, at least.

Engie steps to the side. He's wearing a plain shirt with his overalls, both already dirty from grease and motor oil. He looks to his personal device's camera with a grin.]

I was thinkin' of using this thing as a video log for personal notes. But I figure this is worth sharin'.

[If you've never heard or met Engineer before, this is an extremely Texan accent. He lifts up the cloth. It's!!! A box. A tool bx. Not that interesting, until Engie hits a button behind the box, and suddenly it pops open and starts folding in on itself, transforming into something. It doesn't take long. It's a gun. A tiny, mounted gun. It beeps to life, and the top starts moving, swiveling and surveying back and forth. Engineer barks out a big, excited laugh, followed by a Very Big Yeehaw.]

Saddle my back and call me a horse!

[He claps the top of the sentry gun, looking damn pleased with himself, and looks back to the camera.]

This here's a tripod-mounted little ol' number I designed back home. S'posed to be a miniature version of the sentries I usually work with, but it builds faster and makes a helluva lot of trouble. Cute little thing, ain't it? [He chuckles.] I've been wantin' to rebuild some've my old kit back home. And damn if it didn't work! Made some upgrades, too - hell, it doesn't even need bullets anymore! It's energy now!

[Engie sits down on a stool nearby. He rubs as a shoulder as he watches his sentry turn back and forth. His excitement finally settles a little, and he sighs, contended.]

Heh. Don't know why the hell I didn't think of that when me 'n the boys got all those space guns back home. This planet's technology could talk a dog off a meat wagon.

So. I'm workin' on rebuildin' my big sentries. Got a LOT of other ideas, too... but not nearly enough supplies yet. Reckon I gotta get a real job around here. [He looks back to the camera.] Thinkin' Level 2 might want a mechanical engineer. Hell, maybe that Buwan's Stop place needs someone. Anybody got suggestions, feel free to throw 'em my way.

[Fun fact: You might notice his hands. Besides the fact one's a robotic prosthetic, the knuckles of his real hand are bruised to hell. Just barely, a corner of a deep bruise bleeds out from his left eye, mostly covered by his goggles.

Because speaking of Buwan, anyone with an ear to the ground might have heard about a certain Moonblessed with a metal fist and a bad temper in the fight arena. Bad enough that some Prismal fighters had to pull him aside and explain Sanguis to him.]

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[sometimespawnskillkings]

Is that a gun that shoots itself?

[Temple is really excited by that concept.]

[After all, with a self-aiming, self-shooting gun, it doesn’t matter how much he sucks with the sniper rifle or any gun at all.]

[He can just let the gun do all the work.]

permatext

[spah]

Yup. Auto-tracking, auto-aim, and meaner than a wet panther.

A small one, mind you.

Re: permatext

[sometimespawnskillkings]

Apart from the meaner than a wet panther part, that’s perfect.

I mean, unless it is one’s enemies that it is mean to. Then, it is entirely perfect.

[spah]

That'd be the point of what I just said, alright.

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[thundara]

Oh you'll get plenty of job offers. But maybe not the kind you're looking for

[ She has no use for guns, but there are always people and groups at war with each other. Mechanical engineer? Nah. This is a munitions advertisement. ]

[spah]

Depends on what you think I'm looking for.

[he didn't say it but girl he was a mercenary

he doesn't give A Fuck]

[thundara]

Well if you're looking for criminal funding and entire planet targeting you then you're all set

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[bratworth]

( Oh, look, a familiar face! Edgeworth just ... stares into the feed for a moment. )

What did you do back home that making... those... ( he wags his finger pointedly at the camera ) but larger was normal?

( Surely something more than a simple mechanical engineer... )

[spah]

[That sure is some staring you're doing there. Engie was about to open his mouth to say something, until Edgeworth finally speaks.]

Defense contracts, mostly.

[cough
mercenary
cough]

[bratworth]

( He just... leans into the feed. )

Defense for whom?

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[codecmoment]

Oh you're the guy with the arm! Haha I love your accent, I'm from the midwest.

Your creations are really neat. Do you do military or merc work? My stuff was military funded but not nearly as portable.

[spah]

Texas born and raised, friend. Where midwest?

I did a bit of private defense contract work. [See: mercenary. Otacon might be the first person to straight-up ask him, though.] This little guy's part of a "Buildables" line I did for a security industry.

And whatever power-that-be that decided to bring us here at least let me bring part of my kit with me. Got about 2/4 of my machines now.

[codecmoment]

[ Actually, he was from a lot of places, since he moved around a lot between the US and Britain as a kid due to trauma family backstory. Massachusetts was where he went to school, and that's not midwest and his player is Canadian and doesn't understand wtf Americans are talking about, so he just uses a bullshit answer like he did back when in hiding. ]

Ohio, but I moved around a lot.

Same, same, though I've done a bit of everything. I moved to the private sector since it's less red tape and better pay... and I run an NGO.

Anyway, you'll have lots of cool alien tech to play with now!

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[abidethewalls]

[That...sure is some enthusiasm!]

Interesting indeed. You've managed to adapt the local technology and repurpose it for your own needs, then? How well has it integrated thusfar?

[spah]

[a big yeehaw man indeed]

Takes some finagling. A lot of tech and weapons here work differently than I'm used to. But I like learning it.

Gives me a heap of ideas too. Like reworking a barrel and chamber into an energy-based firing system. Can't exactly give a demonstration without waking the neighbors, but you probably get the gist.

[abidethewalls]

Are you not concerned about the potential ramifications, however? I will agree that adapting an enemy's technology for one's own purpose is a valuable asset, but...

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[bloodisthicker]

[...okay so you know what, that's super impressive, but uh]

...remind me to stay on your good side and hope that nobody back home discovers the same sort of technology... though, I'll admit, I'm more interested in your hand. I've never seen such an advanced prosthetic.

permavid

[spah]

It's a good side to be on.

[See, he agrees with you!]

Oh, my Gunslinger? [He brings his hand up to show it better.] Heh. Pretty, ain't she? It's my grandfather's design.

[bloodisthicker]

Yes, I’m sure it is. That does seem very, ah, handy, though... are prosthetics like that common where you’re from? My world is starting to develop better technology but unfortunately one of our leading industrialists recently completely lost his mind, so that’s probably going to disrupt things.

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[thefloorislava]

Uh....

is there really a need for something like that?

I mean


don't get me wrong


it's really cool.

but you know

[spah]

No.

I don't know.

[thefloorislava]

Well,

Aside from the killer plants, there doesn't really seem to be much to protect yourself from around here? And those were a fluke, supposedly, soooo...

i got to this way later than i meant to im so sorry - voice;

[notblayde]

Oh!

[ Matt sounds genuinely delighted as he watches the feed, the grin audible in his voice.

He still has to take a second to parse through Engineer's unique turns of phrase, though. Sorry. Look, he's sure if he came out with his cheers and such Dell would be equally stumped! Absolutely not. ]

So - It's an entirely autonomous turret? [ A beat, and then, ] And it hasn't got any problems with... Randomly malfunctioning and killing the wrong person? Or sentience?

How do you manage it?

no problem!

[spah]

[He's lived with 3+ Europeans for four years, what are you talking about.]

Nope.

[Not in the way Matt's thinking. There's been a few times he's been in the line of fire between his sentry and an enemy and paid for it. That's kind of what you get for standing in front of a bullet, though.]

For the most part, it's got a motion tracker that sorts it out. Only downside is the limited autopiloting range. I used to have a manual override remote-control that let me take over, if I wanted to, but... I'm probably gonna have to rebuild that one too

[ftr this is me buying time because idk how the heck I'm gonna come up with a logical explanation for basic meta video game yet]

[notblayde]

Incredible!

[ Yeah, there's only so much one can say for jumping in front of a gun. ]

I... Would you mind if I came over to take a closer look? I've not done much work on weaponry outside of some recent fiddling here and there, but... She is gorgeous.