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[darkeryetdarker]

 A notice has appeared on the noteboard:

Resident looking for patrons with background or experience in engineering/physics to assist with construction of particle accelerator (schematics will be provided). Ask for Dr. Gaster.


A pen is provided underneath the notice. Or, you could just walk up to the skeletal figure sitting at a table with a pile of schematics.

Comments

[iprotectyou]

Baze doesn't know what a particle accelerator is, but he can absolutely help out another resident of Milliways. Besides, he's pretty technologically savvy; surely building something from provided schematics won't be too difficult.

He asks Bar who this Dr. Gaster fellow is. She points Baze in the direction of the skeleton, so off he goes.

"Hoi! May the Force of others be with you! Are you Dr. Gaster?"

[darkeryetdarker]

Gaster looks up. He grabs his laptop and begins typing.

[Yes, I am. Are you inquiring about the notice on the board?]

[iprotectyou]

Typing? Okay, Baze can work with that.

"Yup! You said you needed help building something?"

[darkeryetdarker]

[Yes. I'm looking to build a device that will help me become corporeal again.]

He turns to the schematics on the table.

[It's based off the idea of a particle accelerator, to convert beams of light into solid matter, but wearable.]

[iprotectyou]

Baze glances over the schematics.

"Neat! That sounds like fun. What do you need me to do?"

[makes_the_toys]

Cisco is cruising across the bar headed for the garage. With a sucker shoved into his mouth he's carrying two coffees in to-go cups nestled in a cardboard carrier tray in the crook of one arm leaving his hand free to swipe the tablet being held in his other hand.

He's rather intent on what's on the screen, but he just happens to glance up when passing the notice board and spots the latest posting.

Reading the note, Cisco's brows lift and it's hard to say if he's intrigued or upset by the posting. "Say what now?"

[darkeryetdarker]

Gaster looks up from his schematics at the sound of the voice.

He's never been good at interpreting the tone of others's voices, so he decides to stay where he is and see if the human will approach him or not.]

[makes_the_toys]

Dr. Gaster.

Cisco can't decide if that name sound sinister or not. It's certainly not familiar, so he glances around and asks loudly, "Okay, who here is messing around with high-energy physics?"

[darkeryetdarker]

A skeletal figure clad in black, from his table, will wave over to where Cisco is standing.

[makes_the_toys]

The motion catches his attention and when Cisco looks and sees who's waving he jumps backwards a full foot.

"HOLY SHNIKIES what are you?!"

[fairy_fixit]

Fairy Fixit comes down from her room upstairs and is just about to return to her world when she spots the notice.

"Oo, a particle accelerator! I wonder what this one will look like."

A project like building a particle accelerator will be a welcome distraction from the countless revisions of how she should or shouldn't have acted in front of that sobbing god. She can hold off on going back home.

"Who is this Dr. Gaster, through?" She asks herself. She's close enough to Bar to notice an answer napkin pop up. "Oh, I see. Or maybe I don't."

She takes off her hat, revealing a pair of plumose antennae sticking out of her blonde hair. She is able to spot someone matching Dr. Gaster's description and she buzzes her way over.

"Well, those schematics are probably a good sign I am in the right place. Are you Dr. Gaster?" she asks Dr. Gaster's image as she hovers near the table.

[darkeryetdarker]

Gaster looks up and smiles. [Yes, I am,] he types on his laptop. [Are you interested in the project I posted?]

[fairy_fixit]

Typing. Huh. Well, it is not like she doesn't know how to communicate with species that communicate visually.

"It appears that you can hear and understand me. Or maybe you are reading my lips?" she wonders aloud, her thoughts escaping her head.

"I am sorry, that was rude," she apologizes with a momentary blush. "Yes, I am interested in helping. I am Fairy Fixit, teleportation network engineer," she say before doing a mid-air curtsey.

"We don't use particle accelerators at home but some worlds we connect to do. I haven't ever helped build one, but I do know a bit about how they work."

[darkeryetdarker]

Goodness, it's nice to see another monster - or at least non-human. Gaster continues to type,

[Good to hear. And yes, I can hear you. I'm unable to speak in this form. This device I'm constructing is designed to make me corporeal and able to interact with objects. Of course, until it's built, I can't use tools, so I need people to help me do it. Is that something you'd be interested in?]

Gaster is dying to ask her about the 'other worlds' comment, but he'd like to know if she's onboard first.

[fairy_fixit]

"Oh that's definitely interesting. It might even be useful information later, " she says, nodding emphatically.

She pauses...

"I might not be that useful manipulating heavy equipment without assistance, though." While she is not tiny, she is a humanoid looking creature just a bit under 2 foot tall and built for flying and holding up her disproportionately large head. "Well, I can lift and carry things, but I am not great at pushing or pulling things."

[holdingacat]

Cecil wouldn't know a particle accelerator if it bit him in the ass.

This is a known but thankfully rare occurrence if one wanders into the Science District.

Not to worry. Cecil is up to date on his tetanus and rabies shots.

"Hello, Doctor Gaster. How is your science today?" Cecil calls politely as he settles down his pile of books, his fresh cup of coffee balanced on top.

[darkeryetdarker]

Gaster smiles politely.

{Hello, Mr. Palmer. It's going well, thank you. The schematics for the device I'm building have been finished, and now I just need some help to build it.]

[holdingacat]

"Ooooh, a device." Devices, as everyone knows, are very scientific, and Cecil is duly impressed. "Well, in a place like this I doubt you'll have a shortage of helpers."

[darkeryetdarker]

[Yes, I've already had a few people come forward who are willing to help.]

[holdingacat]

"Fantastic! Community involvement in important science is always so heartwarming." Cecil may have been harping on this to his listeners in the last week.

[configuration_birdwatcher]

Bastion promised they'd help Gaster build his machines when they had time, so when they notice the notice, they have a look around the barroom to see if there's any particular spot where their vision goes screwy like it did before. They find one, so they head in that direction, but they can actually see a patron sitting at the table this time.

They were kind of expecting him to be a robot, since the two of them had been conversing in omnicode. 'Gelatinous human skeleton with a skull fracture' makes some sense given the existential accident he suffered, however.

// Hello, Dr. Gaster. They wave, booping an audio greeting to accompany the transmission. // I can see you now. What changed?

[darkeryetdarker]

"Hello, Bastion!" Gaster gives a small wave. "One of the other residents was kind enough to build an electromagnet for me. It converts my form into a visible image."

He points to the device in the corner of the room, and then has a worried thought.

"It's not interfering with your systems, is it?"

[configuration_birdwatcher]

Bastion follows Gaster's finger, their gaze pausing briefly on the very round hole in his hand, and shakes their head.

// Not significantly. My model was designed to withstand much stronger electromagnetic effects. It would be pretty embarrassing for the robot army if a few humans with parts they picked up at Radio Shack could stop Bastion units in their tracks.

[darkeryetdarker]

[That's good. Are you still interested in helping construct my device?]

[configuration_birdwatcher]

// I can help assemble it. I don't have enough engineering or physics knowledge to contribute to the design. It wasn't in their original specs, and they haven't had much opportunity to study either field.