Just Do It.

[Gen-Gora]

Descending Fire 22



*Gen-Gora snickered at the man foolish enough to notice a hawk while being chased by a monster machine. A sound which came out as a succession of quick cackling hawk screams. He flew down and landed on the top of the silo gone wrong, and transformed into his human shape just in time to grab hold and secure himself. He moved to the edge and yelled down at the people below.*

"If you value your lives don't gawk at the hawk - keep running! If you're the ones that made this asinine contraption... please tell me you had the foresight to build it with an off switch, or a control panel! Otherwise... Eh - I'll find another way to make it stop, a way likely to result in a big broken machine!"

*His face stretched and became an insane grin, a terrifying expression on anyone, but Gen-Gora was somehow able to make it so much worse. This might have been the best he could manage as a 'friendly' gesture.*

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Descending Fire 22,


*the people who were chasing the machine stopped to watch the weird bird who became a man. Some mutter to one another, a mixture of fear and awe on their faces. Words like 'anathema' and 'moon-mad' accompanied 'friend?' until Gen grinned, and they took a step back, momentarily distracted from those of their group who were still being chased by the machine. One of them, wearing different clothes than the others, stepped forward and showed Gen an oblong contraption with a variety of different raised circles and a few panels. One of the panels was broken*

We used this to control it.....

[Gen-Gora]

Descending Fire 22



Gen hurled himself from atop the rampant machine and landed loudly with a grunt beside the group of onlookers. He snatched the controller up out of the hand that held it rudely and glowered at the people accusingly, as if they had done something very foolish. He turned the controller over and over in his hand, trying to determine what he could from it. As the crowd inched closer to see what the strange madman was up to, his eyes shot up at them, and a jarring voice croaked out of his throat.*

"... well? Which one of you broke it? Things like this are not toys, you must know what you're doing when you operate them!"

*Gen bluffed expertise on the matter. Plants and brewed concoctions were his genius, things of metal and currents were not. He looked back down at the device and began mashing buttons and leavers watching the machine carefully for how it responded, if at all.*

Ignore (5SXS int roll - 5m)