Okay. Let's take this slowly. It's just like riding a horse. Except... you are the horse. And you're made of steel. It's just like being a steel horse.
Adventure's joints creaked loudly, likely articulated for the first time in ages. It was still unwieldy to walk around, but he was confident he'd get the hang of it eventually.
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Date: 2015-06-04 09:01 pm (UTC)Adventure's joints creaked loudly, likely articulated for the first time in ages. It was still unwieldy to walk around, but he was confident he'd get the hang of it eventually.
Mobility achieved! Now, where the blazes am I?