3044/It CAME from the LEGO Room

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It CAME from the LEGO Room
Date of Scene: 22 August 2020
Location: Long Beach - Joan Wright's House
Synopsis: Some work lunches are just doomed from the start.
Cast of Characters: Joan Wright, Ted Kord, Douglas Ramsey




Joan Wright has posed:
It has been an odd few weeks. With the exception that led to her having to do a quick repair to her window, she's mostly been stuck at home, either practicing her abilities or remote accessing in to work for consultation purposes. Unlike the county next to hers, she has been fortunate to have power but travel on the roads is still a bit... questionable depending on where you want to go. But no longer!

As the printer in her room whrrs to life, printing out some formal documentation she can present while on the roadways she happily hums away preparing herself a nice cup of coffee. Alright. While that's printing, it seems like a good time for some play time in the LEGO room, which currently has the door shut. "It's going to be a good day." She says aloud, to no one in particular. It's just one of those moods.

Ted Kord has posed:
Roads? The Blue Beetle, man of action and passion doesn't need any stinkin' roads! After hearing from the Kord Co. team he sent to help out Joan, all Lego fans, that they were stuck at the county line he decided to head out and check on his work friend. On the seat beside him, sits a box of donuts and a jug of coffee. Seize the day! Also, Swath is on a tear for him to lose a couple pounds so donuts are problematical back home. Coffee is not a problem for what it's worth. On a lazy Saturday afternoon the Bug once again approaches casa de Joan and Ted descends on his patented drop line, donuts and coffee securely bagged. Dropping onto the lawn he rings the doorbell. Nervous. Why is he nervous?

Joan Wright has posed:
As Ted waits, there's likely a slight jagged glare from the as yet un-replaced window. Ah older homes and their custom windows. Eventually the door does open, parting ways to give a glimpse of Joan. Cup of coffee in hand. Hair a tad bit of a mess because, well, unannounced visitor. Or perhaps the fried phone isn't helping matters. Work should have one for her at the office once she gets there. Oh well.

Joan looks to Ted through the opening before letting the door continue its swing. "T-?" She pauses stepping aside, "Come in... Blue Beetle. I got some coffee in the kitchen."

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord enters and produces the contents of the bag. "Thank you. I wanted to see how you were getting on. -I brought you donuts and... coffee... oh." He trails off looking at her mug. "Dang it." Then he reaches into the bag again and produces a smart phone box with a Kord Co logo. "Uhm I got you a new phone. Now I can call ahead and you can tell me to buzz off!" Weak smile. "I can set it up remotely from here, using the Bug." Why, of course the Bug is a hot spot and more! He looks for a place to set the various items down. Coffee table? Took that out ouch. End table too small...

Joan Wright has posed:
Joan nods, giving a half smile as he leads Blue Beetle to the kitchen where there's a table AND a kitchen island. "I'm sure the storebought coffee is better." She replies, dumping the contents of her mug into the sink before taking a moment to rinse out the mug. No point mixing the taste of two different brews...

She turns her head looking to the smart phone box, giving a tilt of the head. "Well, you technically already bought me a new phone through my workplace. Being it got damaged during something revolving around you, it got marked up to a work expense. I'm actually in the process of printing up the paperwork so I can leave the island and go get it."

She looks to the doughnuts, "Buuuut being you took the time to bring breakfast, and that phone is here, maybe I can file some quick paperwork and the cost of the phone you brought gets credited to your account instead."

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord shrugs. "Whatever you want. Have two phones if you want! This is a better model... voice commands, ear buddies, it can link via wifi to operate linked appliances. I can gift you a phone. I just felt bad I burned the other one. If you need to go off the Island I can give you a lift or we could go for a ride. Ever been to Sheepshead Bay? There's a nice Turkish place there, if you want to do lunch... maybe." He trails off again looking intently at the donut box in his hand. "Sorry about your antique window. My policy covered it right?"

Joan Wright has posed:
"I thiiiiiinnnnk the one they were getting me was also one of your phones actually." Joan admits, "Seems you did a better bid." She glances over towards the spider-glassed window. "Yep. Also covered. It'll take awhile to get the replacement made but fortunately I'm like a building jigsaw champion."

She considers the offer. "Well. I could use a break from eating in. Delivery service is a little sparse at the moment."

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord rubs his neck and says, "Oh well, no problem if you'd rath... pardon me?" He blinks at her. "I don't think I heard right."

Joan Wright has posed:
"I can do work lunches." Joan clarifies, "And being you're talking about damages that occurred during an event you were involved in. You probably have questions. So. Work lunch."

And a break from frozen dinners. God she needs to learn to cook more.

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord nods. "Of course." Yes of course. "Work lunch is good. I have civilian clothes in the Bug, I can change."

And outside on the lawn the Bug lowers itself to land and open the side hatch, minivan style. As the creator commands! No capital 'c'. Ted is no show off. A small many legged figure scuttles and clicks over the grass and enters the Bug with a clatter of many legs and bricks. It pauses in the door and looks back. A few bricks scuttle about to form an imperial under its mouth which it strokes. The brick lids narrow and glare at the Beetle, visible in the window.

Inside Ted waits patiently for Joan to get ready. He is striving mightily not to break anything else, not going near the Legos.

Joan Wright has posed:
At the mention of changing Joan blinks. Oh right. Probably better to clean up a little. The time it takes to get ready is likely shorter than whatever Ted was expecting. A brush through the hair, a trade of her pajama pants for a presentable pair of black dress cargo pants (is there such a thing?) and the pajama shirt traded out for a blue dress shirt. Simple, clean. Not just out of bed.

Tucking her wallet into a buttoned pocket on her pant leg, she steps out, locking the door behind her before securing the keys in another pocket while the phone... remains behind. "Okay! Ready!"

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord sets in the course for the restaurant. After it lifts up he performs a few system checks, locks in the autopilot and gets up. "I'll just be a minute. Enjoy the view, the Bug is taking care of everything. We're as safe as banks." He unbuckles his gun belt, removes his gloves and heads for the 'head' to change. the door clangs shut behind him. Inside the head he checks himself over and realizes a quick rinse would be a good idea. He turns the shower on and doesn't notice the clunk of a wrench being shoved into the hatch, locking it in place.

Brickhead chuckles to itself. Brickhead is invincible. Brickhead is all wise. It morphs into a claw handed humanoid, claw pumps, ee-yeah, then lunges for Joan. Brickhead...

... barely comes up to Joan's knee and looks rather more like an annoying little dog than a supervillain TBH.

"Gnarrr-rahr-rahr, take that you insolent... extremely large woman... what the ****?! How did you get so huge?"

Joan Wright has posed:
As Ted excuses himself to get changed, Joan turns to look to the view outside the window, glancing to the buildings down below. Her head tilts as the sound of pipes turning on seems a bit odd. "Built everything into this bug, haven't they?" She murmurs to herself.

And then something latches onto her leg causing for her to jump up, "OH MY GOD!" It's very hard to maintain your composure when something you don't see grabs on to you. And it takes a moment to register just what it is that grabbed onto her.

Two things come to mind for the architect. One, ignoring the potty mouth and the jab of pain from it grabbing on, it is kind of... cute. And two, it's a good thing she wore pants. That would have been awwwwkward.

"Hey there little guy, can you let go of my leg?"

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord has inserted ear buds and is currently listening to the Wedding of Figaro as he showers and in fact is having a pretty good time. Yeah... living like a recluse he was going a little to seed. the employees weren't going to tell him he stunk.

Voi che sapete che cosa e amor,

Donne, vedete, s'io l'ho nel cor,

Donne, vedete, s'io l'ho nel cor.

Quello ch'io provo, vi ridiro,

E per me nuovo capir nol so.

Sento un affetto pien di desir,

Ch'ora e diletto, ch'ora e martir.

Brickhead looks up and up at Joan and shakes his head. "No... I'm going to strangle the life out of you! Like Box C almost did to that Blue Buffoon!" Blue Buffon who is singing loudly in the shower. Brickhead forms a set of fange from single peg bricks and chomps on a pocket flap scrambling higher to waist level. "Rahhhrr."

Joan Wright has posed:
As Brickhead has gone LEGO vampiric on her, Joan's confused look becomes a bit more concerned. Okay Observation 1 has gone out the window. This is NO longer cute. "HEY! NO THAT"S NOT NI-OW!"

As the brick jabs again, Joan turns, squirming to get the creature to lose his grip on her as she ends up backing into the panel Ted had been pressing earlier, accidentally sitting on a few buttons in the process before she moves away from it.

Oh dear, hope that doesn't do anything bad.

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
One thing about the ruins of Genosha, the beaches are still beautiful, so Doug was - surfing. And then his personal line to the Boss goes bee-dee-dee-dee-deep as he's paddling in to the beach.

"Huh?" Doug says, before he grabs a headset off his stuff and puts it on. Which is how a holographic projection of an absolutely *jacked* kid wearing a black and yellow speedo with a black and gold techno-organic arm. He blinks, slowly... "Hello. Can I... help you?"

Ted Kord has posed:
Brickhead bwahs as Joan jumps up. He grabs onto the bottom of Joan's top.

Then the Bug's pitch drops thirty degrees. "Are you crazy, you prodigious flirt? You Brobdignagian flooze! You gigantic nerd! You'll kill us all! Then hell with you! I'm living."

Ted is unceremoniously dumped out of his shower, even as the active call sign flashes. "Cos' é questo? Fanculo!!!" Apparently Ted has learned a few new words from hanging with Doug. He hits the button to transfer the call to the head. "Ciao... hello, Doug... can't talk right now... crashing with all due speed. I need a minute... one way or another... what the hell happened to the hatch!"

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
Doug looks around, and then he says, "This is all very confusing - and disorienting. Hold on--" He grabs his phone, and says, "I'm going to turn on the autopilot."

He begins to carve his way through Ted's incredibly elaborate and top notch firewalls like he's cutting a cake. "Just give me a second and I'll right your ship's course." How does he even know about the ship?

Joan Wright has posed:
Joan is flailing about inside wrestling to get Brickhead off of her waist. At the sound of another voice asking if they can help she doesn't take the time to determine WHO said it or register that it wasn't Ted speaking. All she's concerned with is the offer for help. "GET IT OFF OF ME!"

As the craft tilts, Joan starts stumbling down the incline, "OH GE-"

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord works the hatch lever, while pulling his underwear on. No luck. Underwear in place he uses both hands and lacking proper tools does what any engineer would. He throws a kick at it that rattles the wrench enough to dislodge it. He yanks open the hatch and steps out and promptly slides on soapy feet forward towards Joan and the control console. "Doug that stuff in the browser was from Booster. I need to clean that out. Sorry! Especially the Zatanna spread!" Then he slides further and faster. "Aaaaaaaah!"

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
"Ted, I spent several years living in a mansion with some of the most beautiful women in the world, I don't care about your--" Doug breaks through the firewalls and into the Bug's onboard computers. "Nice." He says, admiring them, before he promptly takes control and sets the ship's autopilot to correct its course and keep it from crashing.

Joan Wright has posed:
With Joan stumbling and hopping around trying to get the LEGO menace off her waist, she does FINALLY manage to get him off, flinging him into the path of the skidding Ted.

Joan stumbles back, hitting one of the walls as she watches Ted hit one of the vacant chairs. It finally registers there's another person on board, kind of. "Hello?"

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
Doug rights the ship - and the hologram is standing there in just his speedos, looking beachy as hell. He blinks and says, "Ah, hm. Did I interrupt something? I can go - we're kind of just shifting rubble around here right now--"

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord catches Brickhead as he slides. The two scream and actually harmonize fairly well, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" tThen they crash into the seat, Brickhead clawing at Ted's eyes and throat for a moment more. "Hey! That's my chest hair! Ow!" "It was, nyahahaha! All three of them!!" "Joan, hand me that gun please?" Ted asks in a remarkably reasonable voice, while shielding his eyes and throat.

Joan Wright has posed:
"Oh uh, just a homicidal LEGO man hitchiking" Joan replies, taking a look to Ted in his underwear. "I'm not really sure about Ted though."

At the mention of a gun she looks around, "WHAT GUN?!"

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
"Weapons locker to your left. It says 'WEAPONS LOCKER' on it in all caps." Doug offers, helpfully. "Sorry, I'd intervene directly but I'm a hologram. I mean there IS a security function I could toggle on that'll fill the entire interior of the Bug with immobilizing foam-"

Joan Wright has posed:
Joan turns her head looking over to the locker that is CLEARLY LABELED. Urk. She turns to move over to it, opening it up. Wait, no locks? That seems a bit dangerous. She reaches in, grabbing the gun.

Hearing Douglas's offer she shakes her head, "No thanks, I do not want to be a cannoli. But Might need you to point out things because I don't know where anything is in here. I think I missed your name."

Clearly.

...

Oh right. Gun.

She turns to the pair wrestling, trying to get a quick kick in to Brick Head while holding the gun over to whchever available hand Ted has open.

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord pushes the Lego ligature away and yells, "I meant the one under her ass! Never mind!!" He's spotted the wrench Brickhead dogged the hatch with and grabs it!

"Muwahahaha! You are doo... what are you gonna do with that? Hey pick on someone your own size!"

<Wham!!>

"This was all a mist..."

<<Bang!!>> "Do whatever you want to the girl... but stop hitting me!"

<Smack> "I yield! I surrender! I'll give you the secret plans! Atomic secrets. Spoilers for Fantastical Beasts 3! Iiiiiiiii!!" Ted readies himself for one more shot with the spanner. Brickhead looks imploringly at Joan.

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
"You'd think I would be surprised by this?" Doug says, where he's watching the whole thing, "But I'm really not. I helped ruin Wimbledon once, and once you've done that you're really not surprised by anything weird."

He looks back and forth at the two, and then says, "...But I mean it is kind of funny."

Joan Wright has posed:
Joan looks down to Brickhead. Not at all sympathetic to the pleading look. He was pretty mean. "You are an insult to all of LEGO kind. And to think I thought you were kind of cute at some point."

After all, it is a LEGO man.

She glances over to the Hologram, leaving Ted to deal with the stowaway "Oh by the way, I'm Joan. Thanks for helping."

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord dumps the little Lego man in the trash receptacle for safe keeping, shutting the pail securely. He only then realizes he's in his underwear and awks and flees to the head. he comes out a few moments later wearing soaked slacks and a blue polo shirt.

Ted Kord takes the pilot's seat, yikes, and pulls the BB Gun out from under him, hanging it properly on the locker. He looks at Joan wearily.

"I'm sorry... I don't know why these things keep happening to me. Really. When I started all this... I worked with people like the Question, Captain Atom, Nightshade. This kind of buffoonery never occurred. I just... I'll take you home."

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
"...Actually I've been on dates that went much worse. Or at least much more weird." Doug says. "Maybe you two should stop and get lunch on the way. I know a little Ethiopian place that does the best fish in butter sauce-" He helpfully pings it on the Bug's GPS. "But that's probably a sign I should hang up now!"

Joan Wright has posed:
Joan takes a look to the soaked guy and then to the now sealed trash bin. Well, where ever they were going for the work lunch, they're probably not fitting the dress code... if there is one.

A glare is fixed towards the bin once more. YOU.

"You know, after that, I'm n-"

She turns to look over to Douglas, "Work lunch." She corrects, pausing, "Does this place do take out?"

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord looks over the route, and a Yelp review. "I hate fish. Fine." He turns the Marriage of Figaro back on.

Voi che sapete che cosa e amor,

Donne, vedete, s'io l'ho nel cor,

Donne, vedete, s'io l'ho nel cor.

Quello ch'io provo, vi ridiro,

E per me nuovo capir nol so.

Sento un affetto pien di desir,

Ch'ora e diletto, ch'ora e martir.

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
"Well yeah, it does," Doug says. "I mean I kind of envy you, over here we basically have imported rations, the surfing's still great when we get a minute break but the food is all MREs, and the really good ones are being traded as currency, so we get a lot of hot dogs... gross. Nobody likes the hot dog MREs."

He terminates the call, his speedo-clad hologram fading out.

Joan Wright has posed:
"Aww. That's a shame." Joan comments, looking over towards Ted as Douglas ends the call, "Where is he at?"

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord shrugs, "Genosha. They enlarged the cities Brainiac shrunk and Magneto, who took all the metal he could to rebuild an asteroid base and left most people behind destitute. Doug is there because I donated solar power generators to them. I hear the beaches are nice. Whatever. Ethiopan it is."

Joan Wright has posed:
Joan looks to Ted, eyes widening at the news, "He did WHAT?!"