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twenty-fifth twist of the coil
[Huh, it's odd, really. That Hephaestus cabin has been a pretty quiet place. You'd expect with all the geniuses locked up in there, you'd have weird noises of machinery and whatnot coming from it 24/7. But so far, there hasn't been a peep.]
[Until now.]
[BOOOOOOM.]
[Yep, that was the very loud sound of an explosion right there. After a few minutes (you can hear rubble and dirt falling onto the ground in the background, a very familiar voice, sounding smug as always, rings out over the journals.]
I have to say, all this mythology hullabaloo is boring, don't you agree? I've been mostly inventing things while you all have been running around spouting horrible poetry and riding hippogriffs and whatnot- as in, I've actually been doing real work.
And I've invented a ingenious prototype for an explosive that can actually transport itself to the destination you want it to go to. I call it...[He pauses, dramatically.]...the walking bomb.
[Tesla, you fail forever at naming your own inventions. He laughs a bit.]
Just be careful, all of you. Because I'm not going to be the one to wipe whatever is left of you off the trees if you happen to run into these things. Understood?
[Filtered to the rest of Hephaestus Cabin]
Hey, who thinks that Dionysus has been having a little too much alcohol for themselves? I've been thinking of going on a little wine run later tonight- who's with me?
[And if anyone is near Hephaestus cabin, they'll notice a large hole in the ground and Tesla standing nearby, fiddling with a weird brown and gold robotic-looking device with legs. He's only built around five of them so far, so his warning about running into them was rather exaggerated. Open to all!]
[Until now.]
[BOOOOOOM.]
[Yep, that was the very loud sound of an explosion right there. After a few minutes (you can hear rubble and dirt falling onto the ground in the background, a very familiar voice, sounding smug as always, rings out over the journals.]
I have to say, all this mythology hullabaloo is boring, don't you agree? I've been mostly inventing things while you all have been running around spouting horrible poetry and riding hippogriffs and whatnot- as in, I've actually been doing real work.
And I've invented a ingenious prototype for an explosive that can actually transport itself to the destination you want it to go to. I call it...[He pauses, dramatically.]...the walking bomb.
[Tesla, you fail forever at naming your own inventions. He laughs a bit.]
Just be careful, all of you. Because I'm not going to be the one to wipe whatever is left of you off the trees if you happen to run into these things. Understood?
[Filtered to the rest of Hephaestus Cabin]
Hey, who thinks that Dionysus has been having a little too much alcohol for themselves? I've been thinking of going on a little wine run later tonight- who's with me?
[And if anyone is near Hephaestus cabin, they'll notice a large hole in the ground and Tesla standing nearby, fiddling with a weird brown and gold robotic-looking device with legs. He's only built around five of them so far, so his warning about running into them was rather exaggerated. Open to all!]