The Rembrandts Wrote A Song About This Log

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Who: Anyone currently living on or welcome at the Justice Farm!
Where: Albert Rosenfield's Justice Farm of SCIENCE!! in Saffron City
When: Anytime in the month of February
Summary: A compilation of all those one-off threads, logs, and other general social interactions that don't warrant their own individual post and yet promise to be too much fun to outright handwave, either.
Rating: May vary! But assume PG unless noted otherwise.
Log:


☆ YOU ARE HERE ☆
(IT LOOKS LIKE THIS.)


Commence shenanigans accordingly.

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[shenanigans for Albert; February 20ish]

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[HEY. Science is a fundamental part of secondary education. And Hiccup is basically the most homeschooled kid in the universe, whether he realizes it or not.]

So really, you're not in here asking me if you can teach my three-headed ostrich to fly. You're in here asking if you can go fly a three-headed ostrich.

[shenanigans for Albert; February 20ish]

[newberktown]

It's...a little bit of both. Can't do one without the other, after all.

[He couldn't just go and hop on Harbertale right this second and expect to shoot up into the sky, Albert. He could only do that after whacking it in the head(s?) with a CD.

Duh.]

So... Can I? [Pause.] I'll wear my helmet.

[shenanigans for Albert; February 20ish]

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You better wear the helmet.

[And honestly, he'd complain a lot more about this except that...what grounds is there to complain about, really? He knows full well Hiccup's probably the best flier in the house, regardless of what he's flying on. Not to mention an ostrich is probably a lot easier to handle than a dragon, given what Albert's seen of dragons.]

...And take something else along with you to catch you. Those're the rules. Helmet and backup parachute. Then you can go.

[shenanigans for Albert; February 20ish]

[newberktown]

[THAT SOUNDS LIKE A CONFIRMATION, omg he was going to fly a three-headed ostrich that didn't even look like it had wings to use. This was going to be perfect.]

Absolutely! I'll have Adder with me the whole time, sure. [He wasn't expecting to fall, but she would definitely catch him if he did.] So, uh, are you going to be coming with, or are you going to continue to treat Shuckle number three like Thanksgiving dinner?

[shenanigans for Albert; February 20ish]

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This is Shuckle Number Five.

[ALBERT WHY DO YOU HAVE THEM NUMBERED. WHY DO YOU EVEN KNOW THAT.]

And I'm checking to see how his juicing process is going. Shell's not doing what it's supposed to. If you want to hang around five minutes, I can finish up and come watch you kill yourself, but if you're in a hurry, just go.

[shenanigans for Albert; February 20ish]

[newberktown]

[Wait--] Albert, I was kidding--you actually numbered them?

[He'll stick around for a bit, though. Not like he knows where to find Harbertale anyway.]

[shenanigans for Albert; February 20ish]

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[...]

Of course I have them numbered, you think I'm gonna let four identical rock bugs wander around this place without being able to tell them apart somehow? Harry's team of dogs is bad enough. Besides, they've got different organic matter in each one.

[He pokes around a little more, during which the Shuckle kind of bobs unconcernedly, and then re-corks the shell.]

[shenanigans for Albert; February 20ish]

[newberktown]

[Albert, Albert, Albert...]

They probably wouldn't be so identical if you got to know them instead of keeping them as jars. I mean, even with all the puppies around here lately, you can tell which one is Gmork because he's got funny teeth like this--

[And if Albert cares to look, he'll get a lovely view of Hiccup jutting his jaw out, fingers raised to mimic sharp, crooked teeth. Still, he doesn't seem too bothered by Albert's attitude towards the Shuckle Gang, just a bit thoughtful. After a few more moments, he pipes up again.]

Different colored corks. With their names on the top.

[After all, he wasn't sure if a weird, shelled noodle-monster would be able to wear a collar.]