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Author Topic: The Not So Secret Society  (Read 25620 times)
Evelyn Adler
Zeppelin Admiral
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #100 on: December 04, 2011, 10:56:52 pm »

It really IS bigger inside than out, isn't it?
I wonder what this red, blinking button does... this one, that says "DO NOT PRESS!"
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Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary. (Cecil Beaton)
Lady Chrystal
Master Tinkerer
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Wales Wales


Lady Adventurer, Chronicler


« Reply #101 on: December 04, 2011, 11:00:47 pm »

Oh, that one? It just makes a rude noise when you press it.

The one to be worried about is that big lever on the wall. Whatever you do, don't pull that one down.
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"The Chrystal? Ah, now - that would be telling."
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Cubinoid
Zeppelin Captain
*****
United Kingdom United Kingdom


Cubinoid and Tixia Loxtonian

cubinoid
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« Reply #102 on: December 05, 2011, 12:42:55 am »

*Takes a step away from the lever guiltily.

"Hmm...that ticking has gone away. Perhaps it wasn't the parcel that was ticking, but the screwdriver?"

*Unwraps the parcel...

"Ah here we are. It is the fabled Lock Ness! Okay, we need key holders! Volunteers?"
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Evelyn Adler
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #103 on: December 05, 2011, 12:50:24 am »

Ooooh! Kinky locks?
*cough*
I mean... I'm able to hold a key, if the occasion calls for it...
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Private Weasel
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« Reply #104 on: December 05, 2011, 12:17:30 pm »

Chaps, Ms Adler? I don't want to concern you, but you but it seems that Mr Wells has been shot, simply by trying to inform you that "The Postman" was the moniker for none other than...

*A shot rings out and Private Weasel falls to the ground neatly next to Mercury Wells*
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Lady Chrystal
Master Tinkerer
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Wales Wales


Lady Adventurer, Chronicler


« Reply #105 on: December 05, 2011, 12:22:32 pm »

Happy to help out, Cubinoid.

Here - I'll fix one on my chatelaine.
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Evelyn Adler
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #106 on: December 05, 2011, 12:22:59 pm »

OH MY COGS!!!
*runs over to where Private Weasel and Mercury Wells lie on the ground*
He's been shot!! We need a doctor!! HELP!
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Private Weasel
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« Reply #107 on: December 05, 2011, 12:33:12 pm »

It… it’s okay. Don’t worry.  As luck would have it, I carry upon my person, my lucky cigar case in my breast pocket.  The must have deflected the bullet, the ricochet flew off in… oh wait; I’ve left it in my overcoat.

*urk*
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Evelyn Adler
Zeppelin Admiral
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #108 on: December 05, 2011, 12:42:49 pm »

*prods the prone Private Weasel with her finger*
Hello?
Sir?

*poke*

OH NO!!!
I think he's really dead this time!
But if he's been shot, where's the bullet hole?

*shouts* HEY! I need some help over here, if it is not too much trouble!
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walkthebassline
Zeppelin Captain
*****
United States United States



« Reply #109 on: December 05, 2011, 04:05:36 pm »

*Hurries over, cigar case in hand*

Here, use this first aid kit. Don't worry, the box is just a disguise. As are the top layer of cigars. Now, what of Mr. Wells?

*Pulls out sonic screwdriver*

Oh dear! It would appear that the late Mr. Wells is actually a clockwork machine! Here, lets see what we can do...

*screwdriver buzzes*

There now Mr. Wells. Do you feel any better?
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"Well, I don't really think that the end can be assessed as of itself as being the end because what does the end feel like? It's like saying when you try to extrapolate the end of the universe, you say, if the universe is indeed infinite, then how - what does that mean? How far is all the way, and then if it stops, what's stopping it, and what's behind what's stopping it? So, what's the end, you know, is my question to you."

~ David St. Hubbins
Evelyn Adler
Zeppelin Admiral
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #110 on: December 05, 2011, 04:13:57 pm »

*looking doubtfully from the cigar case to Private Weasel and back*

Do you think he might be clockwork too? I don't see any wounds!
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walkthebassline
Zeppelin Captain
*****
United States United States



« Reply #111 on: December 05, 2011, 04:17:49 pm »

*scans with screwdriver*

By Cthulhu he is! What is going on here?!
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Evelyn Adler
Zeppelin Admiral
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #112 on: December 05, 2011, 04:22:09 pm »

Are you quite sure that thing works right? *points to sonic screwdriver*
He doesn't look like an automaton, not at all!

*bows down to Private Weasel and puts her head on his chest to listen for a heartbeat*
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walkthebassline
Zeppelin Captain
*****
United States United States



« Reply #113 on: December 05, 2011, 04:26:05 pm »

*smacks screwdriver against the floor twice*

Ah, my mistake. It was still set for Alpha-Centauri. Here, this should be better. Woops, I was wrong about the Private. He appears to be an alien. Looks like the bullet is still inside him but the wound has closed. Any ideas?
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Private Weasel
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« Reply #114 on: December 05, 2011, 04:33:20 pm »

With a gentle cough, the Private comes around, his eyes fluttering open, perfectly emulating the actions of a proud British soldier.

"I'm pretty sure I am an automaton Sir" he admits climbing to his feet, somewhat apologietically.

“I am dreadfully sorry, but my punch cards have been misaligned.  Could you open my service hatch pull my factory reset level?”

Thankfully, now it is brought to your attention, the shiny brass buttons on the back of his bright red uniform seem to be the head of screws to open a panel on the back of the Private, revealing a complicated difference engine and a plethora of punch cards that spilled out across the floor.

They’re probably important.

Probably
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Evelyn Adler
Zeppelin Admiral
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #115 on: December 05, 2011, 04:39:47 pm »

*withdraws from the Private with a surprised shriek and lands rather ungainly on the floor on her posterior*

Oooops!
You REALLY are....? But, but, but.... *stutters*
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walkthebassline
Zeppelin Captain
*****
United States United States



« Reply #116 on: December 05, 2011, 04:44:24 pm »

*backs away suspiciously*

That is most disconcerting. Something is not quite right about all this.
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Evelyn Adler
Zeppelin Admiral
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #117 on: December 05, 2011, 04:47:04 pm »

But look! He's lost all his cards!

*crawls on the floor and starts picking up punch cards*
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Private Weasel
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« Reply #118 on: December 05, 2011, 04:47:49 pm »

"Do not be alarmed" says the Private, his robotic innards alarming visible, “I am not the Private, merely a facsimile here to <PUNCH CARD NOT FOUND>”

“It is in my primary programming to <PUNCH CARD NOT FOUND> all humans”

He looks at you expectantly and hopefully glances at the punch cards, still spilling onto the floor.
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walkthebassline
Zeppelin Captain
*****
United States United States



« Reply #119 on: December 05, 2011, 04:48:43 pm »

*joins in gathering punch cards*

Lets get you working again; I'd imagine there will be some questions about all this.
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Evelyn Adler
Zeppelin Admiral
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #120 on: December 05, 2011, 04:52:21 pm »

I just hope he's harmless.
*eyes the automaton suspiciously*
He looks harmless...

But then again, he looks exactly like the Private, and he... oh nevermind...
*blushes inexplicably and hectically goes on with gathering cards*
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walkthebassline
Zeppelin Captain
*****
United States United States



« Reply #121 on: December 05, 2011, 05:11:23 pm »

*looks up from the inner workings of the Private's doppelganger*

My dear lady, are you becoming hysterical? Do try to contain yourself.
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Cubinoid
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Cubinoid and Tixia Loxtonian

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« Reply #122 on: December 05, 2011, 05:18:15 pm »

*Has been quietly busy with a hole punch whilst sat cross legged on the floor*

"Here, I've got a little experience in this. Try this one. Just insert it into the hole there..."

*Hands over a card that is so full of holes it looks like a doilie.*

Spoiler (click to show/hide)
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walkthebassline
Zeppelin Captain
*****
United States United States



« Reply #123 on: December 05, 2011, 05:19:07 pm »

*inserts card and backs away as well*

Madam Adler, you may want to retire to a safer distance.
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Angus A Fitziron
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United Kingdom United Kingdom

Research Air Ship R.A.S. 'Saorsa'


« Reply #124 on: December 05, 2011, 05:20:07 pm »

has anybody any idea of what it might do?
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"wee all here are much troubled with the loss of poor Thompson & Sutton"
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