worstvikingever: (time to set the record straight)
Hey, this is Hiccup. [HE SOUNDS REALLY NERVOUS.]

I guess now is a good time to say that if you requested something from the forge, it's all done now, you can come pick it up. We uh... we might not have time for me to take requests right now, but I do have some extra weapons and shields that I made if anyone needs one. Just let me know.

And... you guys? Good luck.
worstvikingever: (you really would?)
[Phone] Okay so I've got a few things that people requested from the forge? I can bring them by houses or you can come pick them up whenever. Basically if you requested something, it's probably done. So... yeah.

This is usually the part where I'd be taking requests, and I can still do that, but I'm working on a project right now so there's gonna be kind of a delay before I can start working on stuff. But yeah! For all the new people I've been hearing around, I'm Hiccup, I have a forge, and I can make weapons, armor, and possibly random stuff. Just let me know and we can work something out. I just got a bunch of tools back from home so it'll make making some really good stuff a lot easier.

[Action, after school] [Hiccup is working at the forge, in the backyard of 339 Brady Lane. He's actually doing something he doesn't usually do given the requests he usually gets. He's working on some kind of mechanism to do... something. It's a little uncertain. But there's a couple of diagrams of car engines.]
worstvikingever: (you really would?)
[Phone:] So hi guys. Uh... I meant to mention this earlier, but then everyone got distracted with the whole Fourth of July and truth telling thing, so... anyway. The people who've been here know this already, but we've got a bunch of new people and I wanted to repeat my offer.

I'm a blacksmith, and I've got a forge. It's not that big, but I'm pretty handy with mechanical stuff and making things, so if you need anything, just let me know and I can probably make it for you.

Uh... and I've got a few things here that are finished but never got given out. If you requested something from me and haven't gotten it yet, it's done, just let me know and I'll get it to you.

[Action:] So like many others in town, Hiccup has received a package in the mail. He's a little wary about opening it, since the last time he got a package he lost his leg again (before getting it back, losing it again, and then getting it back again), but when he shakes it and feels it, he decides to open it and...

...it's the Dragon Manual. He blinks in surprise, then starts flipping through it. Yup. Just like he remembered.

So Hiccup can be found in one of three places today:

A. In the park, sitting on a bench and reading the Dragon Manual and making notes in a notebook.

B. In the front yard of 729 Anderson Lane reading the Dragon Manual and making notes in a notebook.

C. In the backyard of 339 Brady Lane at Quinn's forge, making a racket anyone on the street would be able to hear. All he's doing is getting car parts ready to be used as other stuff, but no one ever said forges were quiet places. If you want to pick something up, request something in person, or accidentally stumble upon a forge you never knew existed, now's the time.
worstvikingever: (well that's majorly unfortunate)
[So when he starts the call he sounds kind of astonished.]

Guys, I think I really am a communist.

No really. After hearing what it means, it... sounds a lot like the way things work back home. I mean, we kind of sort of have a system where you do something for someone and they repay you in kind, but we really don't have any currency or anything, and everyone just does stuff to help each other out.

It... worked really well. I don't see what the big deal is. Why is it supposedly such a evil thing or whatever? I mean if it works, it works, right?
worstvikingever: (time to get serious I guess)
INTROSPECTION, AWAAAAAAAY! )

[PHONE:] Uh... hi. Sorry about disappearing I guess. Hi guys. I'm okay, I'm... okay.

Is uh... Is Ples around? I just... I wanted to... I want to say I'm sorry.
worstvikingever: (it wasn't supposed to happen like this)
[Hiccup has just killed Ples. But not before getting shot. Running away from the horror of what he's done, Hiccup has found his way to a pay phone and is now making a rather distressed call.]

Um. Hi? I need. I need some help. I uh. Got shot. And it hurts. And I'm kind of. Bleeding. A lot?

A-and b-by the way Klaus is.

He's dead.

So is Ples Tibenoch.

I um.

Thought you should. Probably know? I know a lot of people are dying and being killed and I'm sorry I just can't... no one cares, do they. It's okay I just. I'm just going to sit in this phone booth and hope I don't pass out or something? It'd be great to get some help but I know...

[...no one cares about me. That's the way he wants to finish the sentence. His greatest fear is complete rejection after all, and the consequence for not killing his target is the absolute conviction that no one really cares about him.]
worstvikingever: (sadness)
[Action: general]

[Klaus is droned. That much was obvious as soon as it happened. Hiccup has no idea if it's temporary or permanent, but either way it's depressing.

And then Hiccup ran into Astrid. The way she said hello immediately tipped him off to the fact that she was gone too. Astrid never talked like that.

So there it was. The man he looked up to as a father and the girl... well. They were gone. Talking to empty shells of them made him want to go somewhere quiet and smash his head against a wall. He didn't, of course. That would be stupid.

So instead he spends most of his time at the forge or just away from the house.

Hiccup, for the purposes of this post, can be found at the forge (339 Brady Lane), or in the park, just quietly sitting on a bench and watching the birds.]


[Phone: unfiltered]

Anyone who asked me to make them stuff, I've got most of it done now. Just give me an address and I can drop it off, or you can come by the forge and pick it up.

Anyone else who might want something just let me know.

013 - Phone

May. 3rd, 2011 12:10 am
worstvikingever: (wait what)
[Hiccup's been slightly in a daze since the prom since. OMG PROM KING. wtf. Still not really sure what that means, he's trying to forget it happened.

Part of that includes getting back into the forging business. Which is why he's making this phone call.]


Hi everybody. Just thought you should know that I'm still doing stuff out at the forge. If anyone wants anything, just let me know and I can probably make it for you. All I need are specifications and materials or a way to get the materials I'll need.

Uh... yeah. Just let me know. Don't worry if you're wanting something complicated, either. I can probably figure it out. It'll make it more interesting, anyway.

And... I guess just as a side note I should thank everybody who voted for me. Uh. Yeah. Thanks. That was kind of fun, I guess.
worstvikingever: (wait what)
[Phone call to Astrid, failed filter because he still can't figure it out]

Hey, Astrid? I uh... had a question.



[Action, mid afternoon]

[It is a beautiful spring day and Hiccup is sitting out on the front lawn with a screwdriver.

No, not that kind of screwdriver, an actual screwdriver.

He's making a few adjustments to his leg, you see. You know. The prosthetic one that has replaced his amputated left foot. That one.

Go ahead, talk to him. It's not like he's gotten enough comments on his leg yet. No, really.]
worstvikingever: (that's not good)
Okay.

So.

What was that.

I don't really... what's April Fool's Day, and why does it mean suddenly everything is... back to normal?

Well. You know. As normal as this place gets, apparently.
worstvikingever: (I'm just... tired of this.)
PHONE:[Hiccup has filtered this call from Klaus and Lucrezia, as well as the "usual suspects" and as many of Grady's cronies as he can manage, but since he's not great at this yet, it is NOT FILTERED WELL from Grady's cronies. That is, of course, assuming that anyone's actually taking phone calls at the moment.

Anyway he sounds pretty tense.]


Klaus Wulfenbach can no longer be trusted. He's completely under Lucrezia's control, and she's a crazy sadistic bitch, to put it lightly. Okay, to be fair, he's still in control of his mind and his own thoughts and whatever, but whatever she tells him to do, he has to do it, whether he wants to or not.

And usually it slides firmly into the "not" slot.

So just. Stay away from them.

Okay next. Quinn, I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to kind of take over your forge. I'm not a good fighter, guys, and so as much as I'd like to help out there, I know where I'm useful. I'm useful at that forge, making and fixing weapons for you. Or armor. Or anything else you need. Seriously guys, just come on over, tell me what you want, and I'll do my best to make it for you.

I think... I think that's it for now.

ACTION: [Hiccup has set himself up at the forge and is working intently on... various projects. Swords, shields, axes, spears... he's even managed to get gun schematics from the library and is working on making his own firearms. If your character wants anything made/fixed or even just wants to chat with Hiccup, here's the place to go.

A warning, though. Hiccup is... acting a little differently than normal. He's far more confident, serious, and... intense than normal. Something happened, clearly. But he's not going to talk about it.]
worstvikingever: (wait what)
[He sounds nervous, as usual, but it's not as nervous as he's been in the past. Like when the angels were around, for instance. He's just... a little worried.]

So hey, the new highway that... apparently just popped up. People have been checking it out, right? I wanted to go too but Klaus... uh. Wouldn't let me.

Anyway I guess I'm just asking what people found out. Klaus isn't back yet, and I was just getting really curious, that's all.

Also has anyone figured out the noise yet? I mean, I know it's coming from the Dairy, but I was wondering if anybody else was able to get in and find out what it was.

Uh... that's it, I think. Everybody doing okay?
worstvikingever: (wait what)
[When you pick up the phone, it's Hiccup on the other end. He clears his throat nervously.]

Uh... well. I have kind of a weird request for everyone. I was hoping that...

[He sighs and decides to just get it over with already.]

Okay I'm wondering if anybody has any extra appliances around the house that they don't need. I've... kind of gone through what we have in the house without anyone yelling at me yet and I'm trying to keep it that way, so. Yeah.

Keep in mind you probably won't be getting it back. I'm trying to figure out how all this stuff works. It's... well. I guess you could say it's for science.

Wait. I didn't do that right.

[He clears his throat, and then in his best impersonation (which is actually pretty spot-on) of Klaus in full spark mode, he says,]

It's FOR SCIENCE!
worstvikingever: (WAIT WHAT REALLY)
[Hiccup has found the phone.

He has no idea what it is of course, so he's basically playing around with it until YOUR PHONE RINGS or something idek and he ends up accidentally making a call.]


What... is this thing?

[The voice is slightly distant, as if he's holding the receiver away from him... which he is, actually. He's holding it up and looking at it.]

I can't even tell what it's made of.

[Other such comments persist. You might want to interrupt him before he breaks open the thing to figure out how it works.

Residents of his house can interrupt him with action, but all others are phone calls.]

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