[Video] [Backdated to before Sirens] Welcome to The Afternoon of the Living Desk Toys

[gavesugar]

[When the screen flicks to life, the only thing in sight is a carpet - and the only sound a rhythmic ding that sounds like a buckyball hitting the bottom of a trashcan. The screen jostles about as Sheila seizes her NV and then throws herself behind her desk. You're then treated to a side-view of Sheila's face and the rips, tears, and smudges marring her business suit.]

Back with thee, foul demon!

[The view shifts to reveal an electric propulsive perpetual motion machine rocking crazily back and forth, launching an arsenal of buckyballs on every outswing! Sheila puts down her NV.]

Is there no way to cease this foolishness?!

[Grabbing a dictionary, Sheila ducks behind it and reaches wildly for the cord...only to trip and step on her NV, shutting it off. Responses shall come a few moments later.]

Comments

[Action for sure!]

[gavesugar]

[It's not what she expected when she went looking for a cup of coffee ten minutes ago, either! He gets a desperate look thrown over her shoulder as she blocks the incoming stream of balls.]

Tim! Canst thou reach some...instrument to disable it?

:D

[theshortestbird]

[Right now, he's just going to try not to get smacked by those balls. The way they're hitting the wall, they sound like they might hurt.]

I... maybe!? What happened? I'm pretty sure this wasn't here a few minutes ago!

[Still actioning!]

[gavesugar]

[They're making tiny pits in the drywall, sending up little puffs of powdery dust wherever the land. The book is an effective ballast as she tries to reach for it blindly.]

I but press'd the button to turn it on!

Re: [Still actioning!]

[theshortestbird]

Did you try pressing it off? [Oof. That ball definitely missed him by a few inches, and thank god it did. It looked like it would have bruised something bad.]

It should run out sometime soon, it can't keep going!

[Still actioning!]

[gavesugar]

[Sheila tries to peer at the button but then Tim asks her if she tried the button again, and that just earns him a glare.]

I am not THAT much of a fool, Sir Tim!

Twice.

[As if on cue, the machine finally spits its last ball toward them...this one lodging itself four inches deep into the book Sheila had been using for protection. She holds it out from her face, stares at the pit it made in the cover and raises an eyebrow.]

...Zounds. Mayhaps we should hunt up the floor for further calamities?

Re: [Still actioning!]

[theshortestbird]

I never said you were, I was just-- [He's cut off by that last ball, eyes widening as he looks at where it ended up being lodged.]

Okay. You start going for the office door, I'm going to see about taking out this one, in case it finds some way to get more balls.

[He wiggles over to the desk where it is, not quite sure what he'll to take it out. But he sees a paperweight, and he grabs it, crashing it down. There, that should do it.]

[gavesugar]

[Sheila's still too stunned by the impact to do much more than stiffly nod as she puts down the book.]

Aye.


[She crouches over and creeps toward the door. The coast outside is clear but there's a scream in the distance.

And a loud clanging noise.

It sounds as if the soda machine's gone haywire.]

There art trouble near yon break room!

[theshortestbird]

Okay! Hold on, we're going to go there. Just make sure not to get hit by anything flying by. Now's not the best time to get a concussion.

[He runs to the break room; he runs really fast to the break room, actually. He's not a meta, but when the Bat instincts jump in, he doesn't worry about it too much. Not right now, anyway.

He put his back to the side of the room next to the door, peeking around inside of the break room.]

[gavesugar]

[Sheila hangs back a bit, careful in her own approach, and fearful of becoming a part of the carpet beneath her. Her footfalls are deliberately light as she watches Tim's sudden run.

The noises get louder.


Chunk. Cha-CHUNK!

Soda can at ten o'clock, and a shrieking Sheila ducks back around the corner.]

Tim! BEWARE!