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gonnawreckit) wrote2012-12-12 05:07 am
gonnawreckit) wrote2012-12-12 05:07 am
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2000m [Action/Video]
[Wreck-It Ralph gets up to another daily routine he's settled into, living on the first floor of Community House 7. He makes sure the kid's awake and okay, then he heads over to the community kitchen to down an entire gallon of milk. And eventually, he manages to split off from Vanellope long enough to find somewhere quiet to address the journals.
He'd been avoiding using the journals too much since he arrived. After all, anyone could recognize him as the bad guy or have sore feelings from the wreckage he caused when he first arrived here in Luceti. But he'd have to face them sooner or later, with that whole Christmas thing coming up. First, there was that Secret Santa thing to worry about. He was assigned someone named "Harry Dresden". And he had no idea who that was. And secondly? There was something he needed to do for the kid for Christmas, too. He'd need all the help he could with that one.
But first? He'd have to face the music. And that meant showing his face on the journals.]
[Video]
Uh, hey... everybody. All you... Luceti guys. A lot of you may recognize me from that, uh, wrecking I did a few weeks back. Or you might recognize me from that video game, Fix-It Felix Junior. [A small frown; he hasn't met anyone familiar with the game yet here.] Either way, I wanna apologize for, y'know... getting off on the wrong foot with you all. I was in kind of a dark place, and really confused... but long story short, I'm feeling a lot better now! Things are going really good. You don't have to worry about me wrecking things and being "the bad guy" anymore. [He says that complete with finger quotes.] Unless you need one, in which case I guess I could try fitting it into my schedule? My name's Ralph by the way. Wreck-It Ralph. [A pause. He tries waving with one of his giant hands, but his brow furrows with confusion.] Do any of you know my game?
[Filtered from Vanellope van Schweetz and Harry Dresden]
I got two unrelated questions for you guys. Now, this doesn't have anything to do with Christmas or anything. But... first of all, is there anyone here who's an expect at this Battle Dome stuff? I need someone who can help me put together a really, super specific simulation for - uh, for a thing. If you know a lot about go-karts, that's a plus.
Oh! And my second question. Who the heck's Harry Dresden?
He'd been avoiding using the journals too much since he arrived. After all, anyone could recognize him as the bad guy or have sore feelings from the wreckage he caused when he first arrived here in Luceti. But he'd have to face them sooner or later, with that whole Christmas thing coming up. First, there was that Secret Santa thing to worry about. He was assigned someone named "Harry Dresden". And he had no idea who that was. And secondly? There was something he needed to do for the kid for Christmas, too. He'd need all the help he could with that one.
But first? He'd have to face the music. And that meant showing his face on the journals.]
[Video]
Uh, hey... everybody. All you... Luceti guys. A lot of you may recognize me from that, uh, wrecking I did a few weeks back. Or you might recognize me from that video game, Fix-It Felix Junior. [A small frown; he hasn't met anyone familiar with the game yet here.] Either way, I wanna apologize for, y'know... getting off on the wrong foot with you all. I was in kind of a dark place, and really confused... but long story short, I'm feeling a lot better now! Things are going really good. You don't have to worry about me wrecking things and being "the bad guy" anymore. [He says that complete with finger quotes.] Unless you need one, in which case I guess I could try fitting it into my schedule? My name's Ralph by the way. Wreck-It Ralph. [A pause. He tries waving with one of his giant hands, but his brow furrows with confusion.] Do any of you know my game?
[Filtered from Vanellope van Schweetz and Harry Dresden]
I got two unrelated questions for you guys. Now, this doesn't have anything to do with Christmas or anything. But... first of all, is there anyone here who's an expect at this Battle Dome stuff? I need someone who can help me put together a really, super specific simulation for - uh, for a thing. If you know a lot about go-karts, that's a plus.
Oh! And my second question. Who the heck's Harry Dresden?
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[It takes him a bit to find the books he wants, but after that it's just a walk over to the battle dome where he waits in front of one of the sim rooms, a pen in between his thick thumb and finger, poking at the keys so he'd hit what he wanted..]
[Action]
How we doing here, Dr. Rocks?
[Action]
[He waves Ralph over, still trying to make two bits of code come together without breaking.]
Cookie cars won't go if the engine makes the...[He looked at the book.] Gummy suspension melt. So we're test'n how to make a car outta sweets that'll run.
[Action]
Man. Lemme try to think. I gotta remember what the kid's car was made of... The fuel kinda looked like pixie stick dust, I think it was called.
[Action]
[A few more thick pokes and flipping around of pages.]
Anything else you can remember? Right now the hard candy's too brittle to work as a frame and the body's either too dense so the car won't move, or too soft and it falls apart.