[ti]Ep 3[/ti]Let The Game Begin! - open
Jun 6, 2021 17:30:04 GMT -5
Post by Ratchet on Jun 6, 2021 17:30:04 GMT -5
Week Three
Day One
9:00 pm
“There.”
He leaned back from where he was kneeling on the floor, peering up at the screen attached to the wall in the rec room. On the TV, the image was static, a light blue in color, of what looked like a triangle, each side was a different primary color: red, blue and yellow. Next to him on the floor, were three items, each more strange than the last.
Hanging down from the back of this television set – quite large by human standards but more comfortable for Cybertronian optics, were several cables. They hung freely down, where they draped to the floor, running over the concrete flooring of the rec room, to end up attached to a smallish box, seated on a metallic box just below the television.
Any of the humans at the base, and the few Cybertronians that interacted with the children on a regular basis, would instantly recognize it for what it was – the gaming console. It’s usual place was out on the table in front of the couch where the children tended to congregate. It had been moved to this location.
And altered.
The top of the console had been taken off, it’s internals exposed. Next to this lay a single controller, unplugged.
Standing up, Ratchet now picked up an ungodly jumble of cables and wires that had been resting on the floor beside him.
The mess of wires he held in his hand was ugly. It consisted of several different colored cables and wires, soldered together into some sort of squid-like arrangement, seeming to branch off in one location, only to be rejoined in another. Copious amounts of duct tape was involved.
The cable seemed to narrow down as it moved towards one direction, growing thicker and heavier in the other. The smallest end had a simple plug attached, where it would end up being plugged into the console.
The other end was another squid-like terminal, bare copper and aluminum wires sticking out, waiting to be used in some manner.
His optics moved over the tentacles of wires, nodding to himself, before laying it back on the ground. The other item near his ped was now picked up and inspected.
Whatever it was now, it had started it’s life as four individual keyboards. Now the numbers had all been removed, the sensors exposed and covered with clear plastic to keep them clean. The four keyboards had been joined together by a mixture of melted plastic and duct tape, into one large rectangular item.
Four “buttons” - consisting of large wooden coasters - had been attached to the top of this creation, on the left side, in a diamond-like pattern. The buttons had been painted white, each one with a single symbol painted onto it: circle, square, triangle, and an X. If one were to lift this contraption and peer underneath the coasters, they could see a spiderweb-like arrangement of circuits running down through the circuits, attached to a small rubber pressure pad. On the right side of the item, a large plastic square, similar to that of a rubic’s cube, had been glued to the top. A hole had been drilled through this, and a heavy metal rod installed in the center. A large rubber dog’s ball had been squished down on top. The hole in the center of the square, and the middle of the rod, was covered in circuitry as well.
A few smaller, other “buttons” had been added here and there, and now, he thought that maybe it was complete.
Anyone looking at it would be able to tell what it was supposed to look like – a horrible, confused, ugly attempt at a console controller.
He stood in the middle of the rec room, holding the Frankenstein thing in his hands, slowly looking it over, his gaze moving from it, to the real one on the crate top, and back.