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I'll add in drones that make disparaging remarks.

[He doesn't even consider if anyone on the ship would have objections about an upgrade. It's a welcome and relatively quick thing to do, and it might be nice to work on something more code-related.]

Jimothy...

[Yeah, he can't wrap his head around that one either. Donnie snorts lightly in amusement, tipping his goggles down to have a look at the crystal.]

Mm?

[It's not like he isn't constantly working on battle shell upgrades but he doesn't have his latest version out so how did Bass?

Oh.

He looks briefly conflicted as his eyes glance at his shoulders, just as quickly skittering away like they didn't like lingering upon his latest loss. His nose wrinkles at Bass's commentary, which at least serves to pull his mind off that track.]

Oh shut up.

Anyway, cool rock- definitely can be repurposed as a power source. Did you have anything in mind?

[ He raises an eyebrow at the not response response but shrugs. It's not his business if he doesn't wanna talk about it. He's not gonna be some asshole pressing the matter. He'll be an asshole in other ways, yes, but not like that. ]

I HAVE AN IDEA YES!! [ He coughs. ] I mean yes I do.

[ He digs in his bag and produces a pad of paper. ]

Behold my genius!

[ He displays the schematics he lovingly created. ]

My initial thought was some kind of super blaster but I was observing my weapons wall and realized I have a critical lack of melee options...

[ He pauses a moment, and takes a sudden wild swerve in topic. ]

Hey you don't like... have any fucking cameras going right now do you?

[Donnie grimaces as Bass once again yells, but at least he remembers volume control this time.

He pushes his goggles back up and looks at the...schematics? Fingering his chin thoughtfully.]

...I record everything.

Well then just... delete this footage after! The next minute!!

[ A brief pause and then... ]

OR ELSE!

[ Bass this is not the time for threatening. It supposed to be the opposite. ]

Thank you. For humoring me. With this and the snank. I thought all scientists were fun killing loser nerds but you're only the last thing.

Okay.

[He says with absolutely no intention of doing so. Not that he figures there's anything Bass has been saying or doing thus far that's any different from his usual emphatic and excitable encounters.

Donnie looks up as Bass continues. With a thank you, no less, almost as baffling to hear as him speaking in a normal tone. The turtle stares for a good few seconds after, as though the guy had just sprouted a dinosaur tail.

Finally, he breathes a laugh.]

Well, I'm always happy to prove someone wrong. Anyway, it's nice having projects of a different sort to work on, now and then.

You'd be surprised at the scientists who keep kicking the same old rusted shit ass ideas over and over who never wanna try something different fun. I'm optimized for busters, my creator would have never made me a sword.

[ He sets the crystal down near Donnie and glances around. He doesn't know what even a tenth of the shit is in here but it's kinda cool. Like you can feel the passion in the air. ]

Don't get all fuckin smug that smirk you got sometimes still makes me wanna slap ya, but you're probably way smarter then the guys from my world. Or you will be.

[Donnie grins.]

That is exactly the effect I was going for, glad to know I've nailed it.

[But otherwise these words coming from Bass of all people just stoke an odd warmth, but it's not all too different from the feeling he gets when his abilities are acknowledged by others. He's definitely archiving this.]

I imagine the scientists you're familiar with are older and aren't prone to playing skateball or flying max speed around the halls. Anyway, just because you're optimized for one thing doesn't mean you can't make use of something else. And hey, it'll give you an edge if someone just expects the one thing of you. -that pun was not intentional, by the way.

[If Bass lets him, Donnie takes a picture of the er...schematics, he's made, walking over to his computer to upload the image. With a sweep of his hand he pulls up a holoscreen to start making his own schematics based off of the thing.]

So if this rock's anything like an HEC, then it's going to have to be used as the power source because I don't think it will be able to effectively hold a stable form based on its ability alone...

[ Man he's really glad he told Donnie to erase this conversation!! Just because he means it doesn't mean he wants it to get out.

The thought of that shitty old man Wily trying to play flying skateball or whatever and breaking literally all his bones gets a laugh from him. Oh if only. ]

That's what I was always saying! I should know it all! Like what if there was some damn science beam that deactivated my armor and stuck me in my civvies? No armor no Buster! Just makes fuckin sense to learn other things.

[ He watches the screen as the turtle works. Most techy stuff just... is lost on him completely. But anything weapons related he's instantly engrossed. ]

Kinda has the same vibe as a HEC but like... It feels connected to me and also I don't think it'd make me feel like I had just drunk thirty fucking energy drinks if I DID decide to put it in my core. Not that I'm gonna do that! For the record.

[Not to worry, it's not like he uses this material for blackmail or anything.]

Good. I wouldn't recommend it. Your core's probably only designed to handle so much raw power. Forcing anything more will erode your systems, and direct infusion of power won't necessarily make you more powerful if you can't control yourself. You'll only inhibit yourself and everyone else, depending on the situation. ...so take better care of yourself, okay?

[Donnie goes to pick up his tech-bō, extending it with the tap of a button.]

So, I've been training with Esmeryl in how to wield a naginata. I wanted an energy blade with an edge, so I've borrowed on the idea of hardlight tech for such purposes.

[He activates said blade with a twist of the staff, a long, slender thing of translucent, glowing magenta.]

Yeah I'm fuckin over shoving stuff in my core, don't worry.

[ He grumbles, waving a hand. When you do that and almost explode yourself... will even someone like him is gonna take away an important lesson.

But hey, distraction now, he leans in looking over the tech-bō with sharp optics. ]

Hard light's that stuff we use in those disguise projectors, yeah? You CAN slap the shit out of something with those...

[ He rubs his chin. and then slaps his hands together like he's catching a blade. ]

Fucking... It's like that? The hard light holds the energy?

Exactly! Holoforms is the correct term, I believe.

[He tilts his head, nodding a little.]

Sort of? Hardlight shapes light and holds it to that shape. A holographic image, which is already a three-dimensional concept, and made solid. Applying a different power source adds to stability and potentially can make use of any properties that the power source offers because it's holding that energy while using it to keep its form.

[ It takes him a moment to process that. But process that he does because Donnie is explaining this cool ass glowing spear in front of him. ]

Iron and carbon. It's like you made fucking steel out of light and energy!

[ The discovery of the alloy steel revolutionized weapons back in ye olde days. Tools too yes, but it always comes back to weapons with him. ]

[Donnie grins widely at that, perhaps a little impressed for Bass to draw such comparisons.]

Cool, huh? So in this case really, the shape of the blade is its defining point. I realize you have specified here "Very Long" but I think I'm going to need a better idea of just how long that entails. ...also, within reason, because you don't want to accidentally stab someone or send yourself into the ceiling upon activation.

Good point... I don't want a frigging clown shoe of a sword. Leave that to Clownman.

[ Did he just imply the existence of a Clown Robot Master? Don't think too hard on it. ]

Hmm... I'm borrowing a piece of this.

[ he picks up a long piece of metal and swipes it through the air. He frowns and and adjusts where he's holding it and repeats a few times. Finally he lands on a length where the end just touches the ground when held down at a ninety degree angle. ]

This long.

....

[Donnie once again has to question the naming methods of these scientists.

At least Bass says he's borrowing a thing, not that Donnie would have objected too much so long as the intent became clear. He usually has some scraps on-hand and they're not all committed for projects.

With a hum once Bass is finished testing things out, the turtle steps over, pulling out a marker to make a line above where the metal's held. He also makes a line on the other side of Bass's hand as reference for the minimum length of a grip.]

Okay. How about width?

Width can to a lot to effect frigging... balance in a weapon.

[ And he's no expert in like. Swords. He mulls over this for a while, muttering under his breath and tapping the metal chunk of the floor. ]

Could you take just, a standard I don't know, broadsword and math it up so it scales to that length I like?

[ Math it up is proper terminology. Of this he is certain. ]

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"Math it up."

[Donnie doesn't look terribly impressed at that, but this is Bass. he holds up a finger- uno momento, holding out his hand for the metal.]

Math. It. UP!

[ He repeats, Free hand pumping triumphantly in the air, all the more encouraged that he's got the right idea as he hands the length of metal over. ]

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[The turtle mutters something not nice about mathing something up as he takes the metal, inspecting it before he picks up another bit of scrap.

He holds them together, focusing for a moment. And then quite simply, he's no longer holding two pieces of metal, but a sword, with a stylized dinosaur-headed handle and a blade roughly the length that Bass had approved of, with a width three inches across from its bass, gradually widening out an inch more closer to the point before it tapers off.

He holds it out.]

Obviously this is going to be a little weightier than the actual thing since it's all metal but I changed the metal to aluminum to adjust. The blade itself on the real thing won't offer too much by way of resistance otherwise, but does that at least feel like it's in the right direction?

[ Bass watches with rapt fascination as Donnie just... make sword. He just. HE MAKE SWORD. Bass has momentarily regressed to caveman speak. Because he feels like this is the exact emotion a caveman might have felt upon fire for the very first time.

It's LIFE CHANGING.

Okay maybe not that extreme but he's clearly very impressed as he takes the Suddenly Sword. ]

You can just fucking... MAKE SWORDS? Whenever you WANT?!

[ He focuses his attention on the actual task for a moment so he can give actual feedback. ]

Yeah... YEAH I think this is gonna be perfect... hey if you can just makes swords HOW COME EVERYTHING HERE ISN'T SWORDS?! That's what I would do...

[Oh the smug look that touches his face upon Bass's reaction. It's so very satisfying.]

Yes. If I wanted to, and provided I have the material to do so.

[His expression flattens. ]

Not just swords because that would be impractical and ridiculous.

Yeah you're right, not JUST swords you want VARIETY!

[ He punctuates his sentence by thrusting the sword towards the heavens all dramatic like. It's a very important step of the weapon testing process. ]

Maces and guns and laser chainsaws and...

[ he pauses and squints at him. ]

A couple sticks too I guess.

Scoff! I can do so much more than weaponry. But obviously that's the only thing that matters to you.

The only caveat is that the material I use cannot exceed my size.

It's NOT THE ONLY THING! I also care about... DOG TOYS! Treble shreds so many...

[ Extra durable toys his ASS. False fucking advertising. ]

Issit really a caveat? Can't you figure out how to reverse shrink ray your shit or something? Back at the mall, place I found the rock in, there were definitely some weird size things going on in the offices. So the tech is out there I think.

-pff.

[The thought of Treble playing with dog toys is kind of ridiculous. And somehow adorable.]

Or an enlargening ray, you mean. Otherwise I think most of the size shifting instances I've come across have been ugh magically induced.

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crying i love your visuals

i love making them lmao

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assuming donnie has some scrap material in his workshop

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