IC: Farzan (Tech Expo)
I twisted the handlebar idly, hearing a satisfying creak as the machinery spurred to life, filling my mind with promises of grandeur, riches... and kickbutt explosions. That last one was really kind of a reflex by now, just a thing I do.
"Steady now, steady" I urged myself as I delicately lifted the launcher off the work table.
I pointed the barrel at the small target range I'd set up by my stall, Kreff whimpering where he held the large wooden plate high into the air.
"Alright, 'Diskette Launcher' prototype testing, let 'er rip" I thought as I did just that, squeezing the trigger...
At first, nothing happened, and then; after a few seconds, nothing continued to happen.
"Aw, Karz" I whined as I shifted my grip on it, peering at the machinery with my Akaku's lenses. My limber fingers dug into the machinery, ignoring Kreff's cries of caution as they nudged against a protruding bolt.
"Aha, here's our little saboteur" I declared triumphantly, proceeding to wedge the bolt back into place, completely ignorant of the fact that I was pointing it outwards now.
The launcher spurred to life, spewing oily fumes and hot air, coughing along haphazardly as it spat out a single, solitary projectile, that proceeded to smack right into an unsuspecting matoran's back head.
The minitature bamboo disk cluttered to the ground, and I was at this point so clouded in steam I might as well have been a struggling magician.
"Back to the drawing board" I mumbled.