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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 14, 2009 22:41:00 GMT -5
The Johnny 5 touched down on landing pad 82 Alpha. it was a slow decent. Hutch wasn't in any hurry. He was getting paid by the hour now so he felt no real reason to work extra hard. The ship settled down as the engines whined they're way down to a full stop. Hutch streteched out on the couch. He had to say, taking out the pilot and co-pilot seat and putting in a couch was one of his best ideas ever.
As much as he hated to admit it, he had to do at least some work today. He got up, put his shoes on, grabbed his coat and holster and headed down the boarding ramp. He needed to find a droid... what was the droids name again... Chuck?
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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 16, 2009 2:59:54 GMT -5
Hutch had spent nearly 3 hours looking for the right droid. turns out his attempt at memorizing the data Kitana had given him was a disastrously poor decision on his part. Also... the Droid was right next to where he landed all the time. the good thing about his three hour adventure was that he now knew the Balosar spaceport inside and out, and was familiar with most of it's loading droids. Loading Droid Beta Beta Charlie was deactivated and honestly looked a little depressing, all powered down and lonely in some landing bay, just waiting for someone to tell him what to do.  Hutch turned him on and the droid sprang to life. "Hi there!" Hutch said to it enthusiastically. "Listen, i'm here to pick up some crates. Whats your name again?" "I am Designated Beta Beta Charlie, Class 3 loading droid." The droid responded in a robotic tone. Hutch frowned. "Wow... yes you are. Wow thats a boring name. I'm going to call you... BB Chuck. The second B stands for Bodacious. What say you?" The droid stood upright and nodded it's head up and down. "As you wish sir. Shall i load the crates now?" Hutch smiled and play punched the droid in the shoulder. "Heck ya, go for it. BB Chuck, your in for an adventure." |
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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 16, 2009 22:22:53 GMT -5
The newly renamed BB Chuck finished loading the last crate into the Johnny 5's cargo bay. Hutch was standing right behind him ready with the cargo straps. "B, that was awesome. Good job buddy."
Hutch put his fist up and held it there. BB Chuck looked at it then back up at Hutch. After a few seconds Hutch put his fist down and gave and exasperated sigh. "Dude, come on. When i put my fist up like that you got to bump it with your fist."
BB Chuck tilted his head to one side. "Why?"
Hutch threw his arms up and grabbed the droid by it's shoulders. "B... we... Just because. Ok, thats just how it's supposed to go."
He let the droid go and put his fist up again. This time the droid quizzically raised his own fist and bumped it slightly against Hutch's. Hutch lowered his hand and smiled. "Awesome. Ok, i'll throw the straps on, you go find a place to hang out and i'll prep for takeoff."
"But sir, i am to remain here." BB Chuck responded. "I'm the property of the Balosar spaceport."
"Come on, your saying you'd rather sit gathering dust in some docking bay waiting for some ass hole to come along and boss you around then fly around the galaxy in the most kick ass space ship ever built with one of the universes best guys?" Hutch asked. "Come on... you know you want to pick me."
"But i'm owned by the Spaceport. I don't have a choice." The droid said.
"Boring. it's worse then i thought. If you don't get out of here soon your going to become a dull monotonous robot of a being." Hutch said.
"Sir, i am a robot, and i'm told most species regard my design function to be quite monotonous. Now i must return to my post and deactivate for the nex..." the droid couldn't finish his sentence because Hutch reached down and hit his activation switch, turning him off.
"Not any more Chuck. Your coming with me. besides, it's not like i could lift these crates out of here, you have a job to finish." Hutch said walking to the crates and strapping them in.
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