MUSICAL ENDEAVORS That's a... it's gotta be a guitar, right? It looks like it could be. It has the vague shape of one and ... strings...
Okay, musically inclined, Keith is not. It's still an odd incongruity to see, all fresh and new looking sitting against a building like someone just set it down and walked away a moment ago, so Keith goes to investigate, taking a break from familiarizing himself with the phone and its workings. He pockets his phone for now, approaching the guitar and picking it up to turn over in his hands. There's no name on it.
Looking down the street, he sees another instrument further away, and what might be one even farther beyond that.
"... Okay..."
He gives an experimental pluck to one of the strings.
It yields a sound like a beast from hell that didn't get its midday snack.
Keith drops the - you know what looks aside he is fairly certain that that shit is no guitar.
MOVING RIGHT ALONG IN SEARCH OF GOOD TIMES AND GOOD NEWS Newly informed of many things about this new place he's found himself in, Keith has his helmet off for the time being and his phone in front of him like a goddamn millennial a map. Mainly because he is in fact using it like a map.
He's not Pidge, he can't plan the most ideal route in a moment's notice, but he is mostly making his way around in a sort of clockwise fashion as he looks to visit each of the temples, the clinic, the fire brigade, and the guard. It's always good to know where a clinic is, he's got skills that could be helpful in either the guard or the fire brigade depending on who needs hands or if he could do both, and the temples, well. They seem to be the focal points for the Gods who seem to be what all this fuss is about, so he wants to know what they look like and where they are. If they're defensible. He can be found at any of the locations, and while he's nowhere near the chatty sort and would need to be approached first, he's not against meeting new people.
LESS HIGHWAY TO HELL, MORE EASY RIDER Wheels are wheels, even if they only go so slow a grandma would drive them.
Keith has tried to see how fast they can go the instant he's got a moped under him, mind. The magenta of the moped doesn't go well with the red of his armor for those that are curious, no, but it was literally the first one he found and Keith isn't picky enough about aesthetics to look for another.
Since he can't exactly race on these things, he's seeing what else he can do.
You know, wheelies. Building ramps. Stuff.
[I can switch to action captions too if need be I'm just normally on mobile so I start at prose!]
Keith | OTA
That's a... it's gotta be a guitar, right? It looks like it could be. It has the vague shape of one and ... strings...
Okay, musically inclined, Keith is not. It's still an odd incongruity to see, all fresh and new looking sitting against a building like someone just set it down and walked away a moment ago, so Keith goes to investigate, taking a break from familiarizing himself with the phone and its workings. He pockets his phone for now, approaching the guitar and picking it up to turn over in his hands. There's no name on it.
Looking down the street, he sees another instrument further away, and what might be one even farther beyond that.
"... Okay..."
He gives an experimental pluck to one of the strings.
It yields a sound like a beast from hell that didn't get its midday snack.
Keith drops the - you know what looks aside he is fairly certain that that shit is no guitar.
MOVING RIGHT ALONG IN SEARCH OF GOOD TIMES AND GOOD NEWS
Newly informed of many things about this new place he's found himself in, Keith has his helmet off for the time being and his phone in front of him like
a goddamn millenniala map. Mainly because he is in fact using it like a map.He's not Pidge, he can't plan the most ideal route in a moment's notice, but he is mostly making his way around in a sort of clockwise fashion as he looks to visit each of the temples, the clinic, the fire brigade, and the guard. It's always good to know where a clinic is, he's got skills that could be helpful in either the guard or the fire brigade depending on who needs hands or if he could do both, and the temples, well. They seem to be the focal points for the Gods who seem to be what all this fuss is about, so he wants to know what they look like and where they are. If they're defensible. He can be found at any of the locations, and while he's nowhere near the chatty sort and would need to be approached first, he's not against meeting new people.
LESS HIGHWAY TO HELL, MORE EASY RIDER
Wheels are wheels, even if they only go so slow a grandma would drive them.
Keith has tried to see how fast they can go the instant he's got a moped under him, mind. The magenta of the moped doesn't go well with the red of his armor for those that are curious, no, but it was literally the first one he found and Keith isn't picky enough about aesthetics to look for another.
Since he can't exactly race on these things, he's seeing what else he can do.
You know, wheelies. Building ramps. Stuff.
[I can switch to action captions too if need be I'm just normally on mobile so I start at prose!]