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Twenty-fifth Theory [Action]

[After putting in an obligatory appearance at the baseball game, Donatello is up to some business of his own.

At a certain point during the afternoon, you may find him wheeling a motorcycle from C6 to House 55.

A bit later, you might catch him dragging forty-gallon garbage cans filled with a strange assortment of objects along the same route.

And sometime after that, you may come upon him near the bridge on this path, surrounded by those same garbage cans. Except that they are up-ended now, their contents strewn across the ground. In the center of the mess a bizarre contraption is taking shape.

Question this strange behavior? Watch in silent bafflement? Or maybe just back away slowly.]

((Please indicate at which point you encounter him!))

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Not at all. Your music is listened to in ways you can't even imagine.

[Don takes the part and considers it. Then he takes a screw from an open box of like parts, pulls a screwdriver from his belt, and secures the new piece to an arm of the contraption.]

[Frederic watches him work on the contraption and seems completely fascinated by what he's doing.]

This contraption you're building seems quite interesting, what exactly is it? I'd like to continue helping, but I'm not entirely sure how I can.

I don't know what it is. Sometimes, when I need to think, I just start putting things together. [He smiles and offers you another piece.] Usually no one is interested in joining me.

[Looking at the piece in his hand, he begins to ponder where exactly to put it.]

I'm not exactly all that wise in the terms of inventions or machines, I don't know how much of help I can be. [He continues staring at the piece.] I'm not even certain where I should put this.

People who don't know what they're doing are exactly the people I most want to do this with. An expert would put that piece in the same place I would. I don't get any new ideas from that.

Is that so? Well hmmm... [He places the part on a place where he sees it would work.] Does that seem all right to you?

[Don smiles encouragingly. Fit it on there, Frederic.]

[Frederic fits the part in and looks at the rest of the parts. He's scratching his head in some confusion, trying to figure out what to use next.]

[Don takes a seat on the ground and watches. Inventions are like visible music, and he wants to see what you'll compose.]

[Unfortunately Frederic is too much of a perfectionist and starts looking a little irritated when he can't figure out what exactly he's trying to do with these parts. He just keeps looking them over and over, but nothing seems to be constructing in his mind.]

Edited 2010-09-12 03:37 (UTC)

[Don picks up a piece of rubber tubing and offers it to Frederic.] Use the water.

[Frederic looks at the rubber tubing and looks around for this water Donatello is telling him about.] Water?

[Don gets up, walks the few steps to the river, and snakes one end of the tube into it. The other end he drags up to the contraption, and weaves it around like a climbing vine, leaving the top sticking up above the invention/sculpture. Then he leans over and slurps from the tube like a giant straw, spitting out the water that ends up in his mouth. After he does that, the tube continues to spurt, sprinkling down over the various levels of the contraption. The result is something like a strange post-modern fountain.]

Water.

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