Broken Stuff (B.I.G Take Two) (Open)

[Solaris Awren]

"10 ohm resistor...check..."

Only a couple days in, and Solly was already back to his geeky self, stuffing himself in the IT building where his "class" normally was only to sit there long after everyone had left to build stuff, and in conjunction, break it almost as easily. But why was he here today? Why...fun of course! It was always about the fun. Earlier in the year, Solly had borrowed the schematics for the Bass Inversion Generator...the B.I.G, a machine that had been built as revenge against those idiots that had mush for brains and their taste of music. Today? It was more for gits and shiggles.

And maybe for asploding someones really annoying stereo system.

Maybe those guys right outside the tech building?

Hehe. Damn right. Solly smiled under his hat as he soldered a resistor in...only to have it spark, pop, and smoke in his face. The iron stayed where it was, but Solly lifted his face and wiggled his nose in frustration. Meh. Stupid electronics. Didn't know how to make a good resistor anymore. Instead, he picked a 20 ohm, and soldered that in with success. Now he just needed a speaker.

And some annoying music.

And there was plenty of that around...

Test run in 10 minutes. Rich people watch yourself...

[Trizen Takano]

((B.I.G? Like Biggie? XD ))

Today the young man knew he was getting a little older. Why? He forgot something very, very important. Earlier in the week, the boy had attended his usual coding class in the IT building due to their technical facilities, but every time he went he forgot to bring home the thing that kept his sanity: His Onyx.

The sophomore saw that the room was already open and someone was using the computers. All the better; Trizen entered the room and went on his mission. He had to find that phone. It had his music, pictures and ... Pepper. This girl he met on substituting for a teacher at the San Francisco Conservatory of Music. He had promised to call her earlier in the week, but lost the number since it was on his phone.

"Hey uh.. excuse me," the boy looked at the young man messing with something, "Have you seen a--- wait.. what are you doing? If you don't mind me asking."

["Z.E.B."]

OOC: I don't feel like its my place to establish this IC-wise, so if I may ask, what's the time setting?---Also, changing my font color to blue, since Trizen's already using light blue.

Because We All Love Respecting Privacy---HAHAHAHAHA...
Theme Song: Near The Boarder From Ace Combat 0: The Belkan War

Well, for all intents and purposes, the boy did not have any reason to really be wandering about around this time, and in the IT section of the school. But this was also part of the big, overall plan: Getting to know the school grounds. Familiarizing himself with his fellow schoolmates. But really... on a more personal, possibly selfish level? The boy... just wanted to get to truly know these people. To see. To explore this vast new world he called "America."

Empty halls beckoned him forward, closed doors pressing him forth. He walked with some sort of spring to his step, almost skipping, holding his hand to his mouth, as he smiled, his eyes hidden as usual, his attire as strange as always for his typical apparel. In his left hand, propped up against his stomach, he had a small plastic bag of raw cashews, where his right hand would occasionally sneak into, before whisking up to pop a few into his mouth, chewing lightly. The milky calcium played over his teeth and tongue as he chewed slowly---

"Hey uh.. excuse me," came a voice from within an open-door room. "Have you seen a--- wait.. what are you doing? If you don't mind me asking."

...The boy didn't stop with his energetic walk, but began to veer his path towards the open door.---A computer room. His eyes would light up if they could. Sort of just following the other fellow in onto whatever it was that the original inhabitant of this room was doing (the context made sense in his head, making him feel cutting-edge in English), he sort of just walked past the other person, having no real regard for personal space for the situation at hand, even inadvertently pulling up a nearby seat to sit down across from "Tinker." Again, he had no real reason, aside from being nosy in this situation to take note of any of this---as if by sitting in, he'd somehow get involved.

Truth be told, the obedient way that he sat and watched, turning his head to and from "Tinker" and Asking Boy was highly akin to that as to if/when he was in class taking notes.

Perhaps with a tinge of naivete of what he thought would be kindly, he reached back, pulling up another chair beside him, before using the same hand to beckon "A.B." to sit next to him.

It was just a scenario of curiosities, at this point. And the conductor had yet to raise his wand.

EDIT: Pardon. Coding/Italicizing.

[Solaris Awren]

"Nope, haven't seen an uh, and getting rid of bad music, one sound system at a time."

Solly was tightening a bolt when he heard at least one person entering, probably a second one as well who was being covered by the first talking. Solly had forgotten he'd left the door open, but now, as he thought about it...the breeze did feel rather good. That evening breeze. My...he hadn't felt that in awhile, and now, it was getting rather boring. It was almost time to break someones hip...hop if you will.

"Even gangsters are geeks...you know them as audiophiles. I see them, as pests."

He had no problem speaking his mind as he carried his box and new found amp to the window. The sun was setting, and sure enough, there were plenty of people out in the parking lot, and Solly had a wicked smile on his face. Hehe. Suckers. And those two behind him? Witnesses...if any of their friends were outside, hell.

Bring them on.

"Hope you guys have earplugs...eh...names? I'm Solaris..."

[Trizen Takano]

((I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to reply until now. The movie was quite lengthy..))

"Nope, haven't seen an uh, and getting rid of bad music, one sound system at a time."

Trizen raised a brow. He wasn't quite sure what he meant by that since he was about to ask about his phone, but it did seem the stranger had more going on than just that. Getting rid of bad music? What was that suppose to mean? Then there was the entrance of a stranger. Now, this sophomore didn't know everyone, but he did get creepy vibes off people when they were just being plain awkward. This kid? Well, he had creepy written all over him. Besides, who else did Trizen know that had all white hair? Maybe he was an old man in disguise (or just short), or perhaps he was a new student and relative to Emily? Whatever it was, the boy was doing his own thing... I think.

"Even gangsters are geeks...you know them as audiophiles. I see them, as pests."

"Audiophiles? Like pedophiles? I don't get what you mean..." Trizen answered, but slowly as he watched the young man carry his box to one of the windows. Was he going to blair music outside or something? Isn't that illegal?

"Hope you guys have earplugs...eh...names? I'm Solaris..."

"Earplugs?" Both of Trizen's brows raised in that instant. Was he seriously going to blair music out the window?! "My name is Trizen, and this doesn't seem right. If it's wrong, don't do it. You can't get rid of bad music my blaring it out a window!"

Trizen wasn't going to go near the young boy, but if his intentions really were wrong, then the boy would have to try and stop him. No, he would likely try to stop him. But only by Solaris' confession or result of action.

"Look, this smells like trouble. If you don't have to cause trouble, don't. If you plan on doing so, then please reconsider. I don't want to have to stop you or something."

[Solaris Awren]

"Sure, let's go with that."

Solly rolled his eyes and looked toward the inversion generator. Contrary to Trizen's thinking, Solly was one of the few mad scientists that had no diabolical plan up his sleeve, and what he was doing wasn't just a ploy for something else. The guy really did have a severe disliking to rap and country, especially repetitive hip-hop, exactly the kind that had been blaring from that red mustang outside for the past hour or so. And so, in conclusion, that stereo system had to die. Talk never taught anyone, anything, so to hell with that.

"Nice to meet you Trizen, and you're right it's not right, but what's right, isn't always right."

In other words, he was kind of in a Truman situation...he'd be hated for this now, but it was the correct decision out of a multitude of options that he'd considered. And even if this boy were to attempt to stop him, the machine had an omni-directional setting...like on a microphone. Just in case. It wouldn't kill him, not by a long shot, but he'd be hearing bells for quite some time. It's not wise to attempt to stop a satirist after all...

"Trouble is odorless, and I'm not causing it. They caused it by causing me to cause this event to happen. Anyway, if you plan to stop me, better do it quick, I might go crazy or something!"

Solly shook his head sarcastically and started to roll the machine to the window. Ring-a-ding-ding.[/font]

["Z.E.B."]

OOC: Alright. This is just turning out to be awkward for me, and I'm not contributing much anyways, so...---Naw, s'my fault. XD I'm too slow of a damn poster. I'll make it quick. Apologies on my end!

NOW HE'S TRAPPED IN THE CLOSET =D

Well, given from what was being said... and seeing as how the man in the doorway wasn't taking him up on the chair he offered for him to sit down, the boy abruptly stood up. Shaking his head, he stood up, tipped his head/hat at the two of them, and slowly walked into the hallway again to find a nearby closet.---

...A janitor's closet! And wide open too!

Quickly rushing into it, thinking how smart and lucky he was to find someplace to hide/dampen the impeding doom, the boy charged into it, closing the doors after him---

*CLICK*

Wait.

Shit.

Shit.

...He wouldn't realize it at the time, but the doors had auto-locked behind him.

The boy probably wasn't coming home today.

OOC: ...And that's my exit post, unless someone wants to free me, at the end of this thread. Otherwise, I'll have an amusing follow-up thread for this...