Can we fix it? YES WE CAN!

[sparkofgenius]

Log Deputy: Ax, Plurk @ AxiomaticGrue
Participating Characters: Lucca, Gilgamesh, Banzu, Taki, and Haruka
Plot Description: SCIENCE OF COURSE! AT HIGH SPEEDS! That is to say: Creating Rotomcycles, testing them out, and all that sort of stuff.
Warnings/Notes: Science, Shenanigans, and probably general silliness. Don't think there's any warning to give but I'll add them as needed.

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[leadingspirit]

He was late to the party, but when wasn't he. Taki was so completely and utterly ready to try out these bad boys. He plunked a helmet on his head and situated himself, drumming his fingers on the handles of the bike with a positively manic grin on his face. He waited with it running for a go-ahead, looking the machine over as he did.

[sparkofgenius]

"Just like old times, huh Taki?" Lucca asked as she walked over, running a hand along the bike. "Only less guns and explosions." Hopefully...

[leadingspirit]

He flipped the visor up on his helmet and grinned broadly at her.

"We can hope," he said. "I mean, less guns, but we can hope for less explosions."

[sparkofgenius]

"Well, there shouldn't be anything particularly volatile in there."

She waves a hand airily.

"Swinedimple's a bit of a coward anyway, so if things get weird inside he'll take off. Isn't that right?"

A chittering sound comes from inside the vehicle as the Rotom confirms this. He won't take chances! Even though he's already dead.

[leadingspirit]

"Particularly," he echoed, an eyebrow quirked. He knew better than to expect full and 100% safety when testing something Lucca had designed. He barked a laugh at the chittered response from the Rotom and reached down to pat the machine's chassis.

"No worries little dude, I think we'll be okay. Might singe off some eyebrows-- but you probably don't have any, so you're safe."

[sparkofgenius]

"Well, believe it or not the pre-Cataclysm design for these things used explosive fuel compressed inside an engine. A Rotom is significantly safer..." Lucca muses, rubbing the handlebars of the machine.

"Why don't you give it a rev, see how it feels? Just turn the handle and that'll give Swiney the instruction to juice it up."

[leadingspirit]

"Don't gotta tell me twice," he breezed, flipping the visor on his helmet back down and doing as instructed. Helmet regardless, the crooked grin on his face was unmistakable.

"You've really outdone yourself this time, Lucca."

[sparkofgenius]

The young scientist flashed a grin, the light catching her classes in an almost menacing fashion. "Have I? You ain't seen anything yet. Take off the parking brake, Taki. Then shift gears and get it a go."

[leadingspirit]

The same light that glinted off her glasses glinted off his teeth when he grinned again, and turned his attention to the rotomcycle.

"Gladly."

And he's off.

[sparkofgenius]

Lucca stepped back, laughing brightly as Taki put Swinedimple to the test. She'd taken to calling her bikes by the names of the Rotoms that inhabited them, and thus...Swinedimple had been born.

"How is it?" she asked into a radio she's wired into his helmet's headset. "Feel sturdy? stable? Any weird noises besides Swiney?"

[leadingspirit]

Swinedimple certainly was a name, that was for damn sure, but he'd known Lucca long enough to not question her quirky nature (and the quirky names she gave to things and Pokemon alike). And regardless of name, Swinedimple was a glorious life added to a machine. He took one hand off the handles of the bike to tap the underside of his helmet to respond.

"Shakes a little at higher speeds like the one Haruka rode," he explained. "But I'm pretty sure that's an alignment issue more than it is instability or structural. It feels solid."

[sparkofgenius]

It's good that Taki isn't thinking too hard about Lucca's eccentricities. She's an odd ducklett, but that's just a fact of life. and she's insecure enough that calling her on it might just be more drama than it's worth. She likes machines, and she's bad at People...but with Pokemon at least she can get by.

"Good. And can you kick it up into full gear? Swinedimple will know what to do! I just wanna see how it goes..."

It's stress testing.

[leadingspirit]

He would never, apart from possibly some lighthearted fun-making that he would assure her he didn't mean negatively. He appreciated Lucca, and her oddities were a lot of, if not the entirety, of who she was. He tapped the helmet again.

"Roger that," and he did as he was told, putting both hands back on the handles.

[sparkofgenius]

Swinedimple gets the message, and the engine roars even louder, tires squealing as they gathered speed. Oh, get ready, Taki. You're gonna love this.

"Now let go of the brake and hold onto your butt. Swiney is ready to go!"

i uploaded this icon with this exact scenario in mind i'll have you know

[leadingspirit]

He considered telling her that simultaneously letting go of the brake and holding his butt was a very silly order to give and would prove challenging, but he opted to do as he was told instead.

And momentarily, he was startled enough to yell, because dang this little guy could zoom.

GOOD!

[sparkofgenius]

Lucca laughs as she hears the yelling over the headset, watching Swinedimple really take off. The little Rotom was super excited, that was for sure!

"Perfection! It works! Now...try the brakes!"