10 - So you blow on the connectors three times, and then tap it on your knee, and...

[imjustpicky]

[Action A - Morning, 7132 Brooks]

[Picky had woken up convinced that it would be another normal Mayfield summer day. He washed his face, ate his breakfast, brushed his teeth... and then when he opened the door to head out and go find somewhere to play or something to do, there was a package. Right on the front step. And it was for him. And it was huge!]

Woah!

[He was quick to drag it inside, and wasted no time peeling off the packing tape and opening it up. Inside was his old NES, with two control pads (one of which was sticky and was missing the A button), and three game packs.

This was awesome.]

Kaylee! Key-Fu! Hey! Hey, I got something! I got something cool!

[Phone]

Hey, who likes video games? I got my Nintendo back! I did! And we've got it hooked up and everything! If anyone wants to come over and play... you can come over and play! I've got Mario Brothers, and Zelda, and Metroid... and that's it. But... but those're all really good!

[Action B - 7132 Brooks, any time of day]

[Maybe you heard the phone call and are stopping by to get your old-school gaming on. Or maybe you can hear the beeps and boops of those classic games coming from inside the house and are curious as to what's going on. Either way, Picky will answer any knocks on the door in the same sort of way.]

Come in! C'mon! ...aaah, d... drat! Shoot! Stop doing that!

[His exasperation is not at the visitor, but at the NES itself. Somehow he had managed to find someone to figure out how to get it hooked up to an ancient 50s TV set, but there was still an additional hurdle to vault. Old-style NESes were finicky, fussy things, and this one had belonged to the Minch brothers. Neither boy was the best caretaker of electronic equipment. Picky's NES only seemed to want to keep a game loaded for a few minutes at at time, before freezing... and that's when he could get the game loaded at all. This was turning out to not be anywhere near as cool a gift from home as he had thought it would be.]

Comments

phone

[keep_smiling]

A Nintendo? How about that! I'm a bit jealous.

[imjustpicky]

Heh... it's pretty lucky to get something good! For a while, all they were giving me was clothes.

[keep_smiling]

Well that's no fun, Mayfield has plenty of clothing already. Unless it's your favorite shirt, that would be nice. They just gave me back my Gameboy, too, and some games t go with it!

[imjustpicky]

Well... it was my favorite shirt... but shirts are boring! Nintendos are cool!

Hey! I've got a Gameboy, too! What games do you have?!

[phone]

[noluckduck]

Oh hell yeah! Where d'ya live?

[... Okay, so she doesn't remember if she's ever even talked to this kid before, but who cares?]

[imjustpicky]

I'm at...! [It suddenly occurs to him that maybe he should be at least a little careful about telling where he lives. This is less out of a sense of self preservation from creepers and more a sense of self preservation from his brother's ire.]

...hey, who're you?

[noluckduck]

... Huh?

Oh! Uh, I'm no psycho lookin' to stab ya or anythin'. I'm Clover. Y'know, friends with... Satou? Beast Boy?

A

[wrench_and_ruffles]

Oh? What'd they send ya?

Re: A

[imjustpicky]

My Nintendo! They sent me my Nintendo!

[He gestures into the box, stepping aside so Kaylee can have a look.]

It's... well, okay, it's kind of mine AND my brother's... but the town gave it to me so it's mine!

Re: A

[wrench_and_ruffles]

[Ooh, look at all that neat old stuff!]

So it's some kinda computer thing?

Action ; B

[balzams]

Do you need any help?

[Latvia had heard not only the bleeping of the console but the frustrated rambling of Picky as well. At the very least he could check to see what was going on and hope it was nothing terrible]

[imjustpicky]

Oh... Raivis! [He looks up from his latest effort to make the cart connectors connect, still holding it in both hands.]

I do! Are you any good at making Nintendo games work?

[balzams]

Uh, well...

[Latvia had never quite gotten the hang of technology in the same way his northern neighbor did]

I don't know, computer games are fairly new where I come from.

Phone

[party_hard]

Oooh, what's a Nintendo?

[Suddenly Pinkie's existence seems very sad.]

[imjustpicky]

[Don't worry, Picky is happy to provide enlightenment!]

It's a video game system! You plug it into a tv, and you can play all kinds of games!

[party_hard]

Games?! That sounds REALLY fun! Can I try? Can I? Can I? I LOVE games!

phone;

[crushtowin]

[Did someone say video games? Even if those are pretty old sounding, but never mind that.]

There are video games in this place? Finally some good news.

[imjustpicky]

There aren't usually video games... not unless someone got some sent back to them! Like me!

[crushtowin]

Oh. [There went the good news.] You're pretty lucky then.

phone;

[imoutos]

U-um..

[ there's only one person a voice that timid could belong to.. ]

Is i-it anything like the game from that other time..?

[imjustpicky]

[Only one, and Picky recognized her immediately!]

Nadeko! Yeah! It's like that, except it's hooked up to the tv!

[imoutos]

Wow, so it must be bigger, right..? [ the tv is much bigger than that tiny screen, after all. ] I've never played a game like that before, it sounds amazing..

[Action]

[ceasetoexist]

[Pokey just walks into the house the moment you enter the door and looks at the TV screen. He seriously looks it over as if the frozen game is a serious dilemma they have to solve and soon.]

...Have you tried blowing in it?

[Action]

[imjustpicky]

[Picky powers the system down, turns around to face his brother, and gives him a look.]

Of course I've tried blowing in it!

[...he is not holding out much hope that big brother Pokey will be able to solve this problem. Neither of them were ever that good at getting the NES to behave itself.]

[Action]

[ceasetoexist]

[Shut up Picky he can build robots he has to have some idea of how to fix the NES.

Maybe.

He just walks up to the NES and powers it off, taking the cartridge out.]

No. See, look. You didn't do it right. There's totally still too much dust in here.

[And he'll just start blowing into the cartridge. As hard as he can.]