Time to make my shiiiiit

Summer 2021, Week 5

Tuesday midday

Quentin Jones

The door was quickly shut and slammed behind the man his eyes quickly darting around the room before he nodded with a smile. It's empty. Wooo! Time to make my shiiiiit   Quentin quickly locked the door and slid onto his chair pulling out some blueprints and quickly finishing off some plans as his other hand dug through the various drawers first up was a come looking reinforce piece of glass and metal scraps that had been cleaned up. He began by rolling and cutting it to fit him. He'd already programmed everything and made sure it would work, he spent maybe an hour or so making this before he tested it.   He put the helmet on and it booted up. He quickly connected his music playing to it and watched as the mask flashed the words of the song and a few images. He quickly pulled his phone up to act as a mirror and slapped the helmet on and stuck his tongue out, the screen making an animated long devilish tongue before is disappeared.   "Oh yes! Quentin you are a tech god!" Each word quickly overlapped one another into a barely understandable mess, the helmet went back into his hidden tub and Quentin pulled out a pair of roller blades and got to work.   He created a set of motor coils and a sensor pad before he slowly started modifying the wheels so they can act as basically knives connected to his feet when activated. He tried them on and tested them quite a bit before accepting that they were good to go.   He quickly worked on some of the portable speakers and nodded done with work for the day and put his feet up.

[Advanced mind creation: Normal x2 Minor x 1 -7EP 8/15EP]