horrible_phd: (mad science)
[Public Voice Post]

Hey peeps! Dr. Horrible here. Looks like I've found myself a laboratory to work in. Not as good as a private lab, but now that I have a job, I can find a place to live. Tried sleeping in the lab--keep an eye out for my Porta-Pillow Instant Bed System, needs tweaking (ow) but I've got a prototype already--but I kept hearing that ticking...
 

[*sings*]
I'm working hard, trying to get home
And I do my best work when I'm alone
I've things to do, people to take care of--
In one sense or another, hate or love
But all I hear is ticking, ticking, ticking
And it's really getting sickening

And my fevered mind just circles round and round
Like the Carousel and clock somewhere underground
I know I have to go to sleep some time
Or I'm know I'm going to lose my mind
But all I hear is ticking, ticking, ticking
And it's really getting sickening

So, uh, I eventually gave up on sleeping and have been in the internet cafe since then. I guess I need to find a place to live around people...

[Private/Hackable]

Maybe this city thing won't be so bad, after all. I mean, I've met some people and they seem pretty okay--no superheroes so far, but I've learned there are some in the city. The laboratory is amazing. I just went inside this ordinary-looking building and got in the elevator. It didn't have any buttons, and I thought it was stuck because it wouldn't move for the longest time, but finally it went one floor down and opened. It's the lab of my dreams! No huge chair and no Wonderflonium but ample workspace and lots of safety equipment including a lab coat, goggles, etc. just like the ones I had at home. Weird, but good--and it seems to be paying me automatically. (Note to self: figure out how that works.) It's a bit light on the sorts of spare parts and odds and ends I like to work with, but Gabriel said I should look in the Underground for those (hmm...that's where the clock's supposed to be). It has all the chemical equipment I could possibly want, too.

Speaking of chemical equipment, last night when I was lying awake uncomfortably on my Porta-Pillow prototype (Note to self: come up with name that doesn't suck) I saw this blurry thing and found myself thinking about my first chemistry set, which I got for Christmas. I love that set--and then it got smashed by a neighborhood bully wearing a bedsheet as a cape.

I'm really gonna kill Captain Hammer when I get home.

I wish Penny were here. 

[ooc: Anyone else work in the laboratory? I'm just sort of guessing how it might work based on the description. Poor Billy, so morally confused he almost gets stuck in an all-judging elevator ;) This entry isn't hackable for any particular reason, just that Billy isn't very careful with his blog.]

[ETA: Go ahead and point out that he is singing.  He has no idea he's doing it.]
horrible_phd: (not a good sound)
[Voice Post]

I uh...I don't even know where to begin. I'm not even sure what happened. I was working in my lab when I tripped over an extension cord, and, well...I dropped a canister of wonderflonium and several rolls of duct tape, plus fell flat on my face (still bruised, btw). This would have been a minor accident except in my struggle with the abovementioned extension cord I managed to knock over my Trans-Matter Portal. Typical. I can't do anything right, not even walk across the room, apparently.

Anyway, I was still down on the floor when I heard the sounds of the Trans-Matter Portal powering up. I looked over and there it was lying sideways on the floor with all its indicator lights flashing. Also, it was pointing straight at me. Next thing I knew there was a blast of green light and I found myself here. Wherever here is.

This is definitely not LA. The GPS on my iPhone just says, "The City," and it's letting me make a voice post, but I'm not sure what exactly I'm posting to...I've been walking around and the people and animals and buildings here are really weird. Like, completely impossible. There's this huge carousel in the center of town. I don't think I'm dead...so I guess there's only one possibility.

I have transported myself to a parallel universe. And it's mine for the taking.

Um, does anyone else out there hear ticking?

[ooc: I am weak :P I should warn you, I write a lot. Anyway, Billy is out wandering the city (he happens to be in street clothes, not a labcoat) so feel free to bump into him.]

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