o16 ★ WHERE'S A SURGE PROTECTOR WHEN YOU NEED ONE?

[electrowhipit]

Hey, I think I-- [ There's a horrid noise, followed by a burst of static over the phone and the line suddenly goes dead. ]

[ Meanwhile, the lights in the living room at 1249 Williams Road can be seen getting brighter, and brighter, and brighter. The TV kicks on and gets louder, and louder. Sparks start pouring out of outlets and lightbulbs begin to burst.

And here comes Jolt, making a mad dash out the front door, covering his head as the porch light erupts in a shower of sparks and broken glass. He carefully takes up position in the middle of the lawn- staying as far from both the house and the power-lines overhead as he can. ]

((ooc; Jolt's regained his ability to absorb electricity from outside sources- only now outside sources are absorbing it from him. All interactions will have to be actionspam since he can't go back inside or get near a phone.))

Comments

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Fine, whatever, don't try. But then you'll never know if it's just your house or not.

[electrowhipit]

[ eyes the power lines. eyes the house. eyes the power lines. eyes the house. ] ... Wanna do me a favor?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Oh, he likes that look.]

And what would that be?

[electrowhipit]

Run into the kitchen and get the toaster.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... Well that's no fun.

[Buuut, he'll head inside anyway, picking his way through broken glass--maybe he should have worn shoes--and looking for the kitchen. In the dark. Good job, Jolt.]

[electrowhipit]

[ HEY HEY. The lights still work. In... parts of the house. He didn't short the whole breaker, thank you :| ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Okay fine. But there's still broken glass!

... He emerges triumphant! Carrying the toaster over his head like a trophy.]

[electrowhipit]

[ The closer Sideswipe gets to Jolt, the hotter that toaster gets. Hope he didn't need his fingerprints. ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[sfjdsfdkj He actually yelps, all but tossing it onto the ground. Ow.]

It's gone insane!

[electrowhipit]

Ah-! [ It comes to rest at Jolt's feet, and he chances a step back as the poor toaster literally fries itself- and a patch of the lawn- to death ]

I don't think it was the problem.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He's standing a few feet away, shaking and blowing on his fingers.]

Dammit. That hurt.

... Maybe you're right.

[electrowhipit]

[ frowns, holding out a hand ] Can I see?

... Sorry that experiment had to come at the cost of your fingers.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He huffs, putting up his usual fuss before holding his hands out. They're just slightly burnt--nothing serious.]

At least you didn't tell me to go climb for power lines.

[electrowhipit]

[ he'll be very gentle anyway. He feels bad. ): ]

... Well, that was an option.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Don't baby him, Jolt. He's fine.]

Thank you, Ironhide, I'd forgotten your love of options.

[electrowhipit]

[ BUT HE FEELS BAD ]

Ha, ha. You're a riot, Sideswipe.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[FINE THEN MAKE IT BETTER.]

I know I am. It's wonderful.

... So now what?

[electrowhipit]

[ ALL THE BAND AIDS ARE IN THE HOUSE ]

Sooo... I don't know. I sleep on the lawn for the rest of forever?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY THAT EARLIER?]

You're not sleeping on the lawn.

[electrowhipit]

Where else am I gonna sleep?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... Under a tree?

[electrowhipit]

[ motions to the rather large tree in the yard ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... Oh.

Are you sure you're going to be all right?

[electrowhipit]

My chances are better out here than in there.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

You... really want to stay here alone?