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8 yrs ago
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8 yrs ago
If you're not trying to romance the Pokemon, what's the fucking point?
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8 yrs ago
Can't help but read 'woah' as a regular 'wuh', but 'whoa' as a deep, masculine 'HOO-AH!'
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8 yrs ago
That's patently untrue. I planted some potassium the other day, and no matter how much I watered it, all I got was explosions.
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9 yrs ago
on holiday for five days. if you need me, toss a rock into the fuckin' desert and I'll whisper in your dreams
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According to the IRC, I'm a low-grade troll. They're probably not wrong.

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Not sure where I was going here or how long I'll keep her around, but new scene is around or near a big ol' huge alchemical factory that I didn't remember to describe at all. Anything around it can be made up.

Anyone who feels like joining in, just post whatever and I'll send Taidana your way, probably.
Vasishkan Institute of Alchemical Industries

Location:
Facility #36. North entrance.
Time:
Even the beggars are sleeping.


"What do you mean, you can't get me a job? You're hiring."

The man placed his palms together against his forehead and prayed for rain. He tried to be a good person. God knew he tried.

But this woman was testing him.

"What I said was," he explained, "that I don't have a job to give you. We are hiring security professionals, mademoiselle. I do not deny your talent, of which I'm sure there's plenty, nor your willingness to work, which is... obvious." Maybe if he put the words in the exact right order, like ratchets in a key, her brain would finally click. His sleek navy coattails swished in a lost breeze.

"You are a combat gynoid, mademoiselle. I see that. But you are an unemployed combat gynoid, with no work experience, no references, no official documentation, no ID, no clothes, no address, no idea where you are, no concept of timeliness, and only the most rudimentary knowledge of your own specifications. And, most of all, no clue what you're applying for. We are hiring bouncers, mademoiselle. Doormen. For our annual office party. We do not need anyone with a gun. Nor a..." He raised a notepad he had been filling in earlier. "'Dakimakura'."

"She could keep company on night patrols!" said Taidana the robot.

"Mademoiselle, bouncers don't do night patrols."

Taidana stared at him. For the first time in the last half hour, she realised she wasn't going to get her way.

"Fuck you," she said.

"Please leave, mademoiselle."

Taidana's gazed flicked from his one eye to his other, a trembling waver growing in her face, and she stomped out the way she came. When she was gone, he curled up on the spot and wilted to the floor, massaging his temples with his fingers.

* * *

Outside.


Taidana sat down on the grassy slope outside the grand entrance. She sat beside her bag, which was exactly where she'd left it, and had all her things. A faint pitter of rain was starting to tap at her, soaking her synthetic hair and cooling her joints.

She'd hopped planet for this. Somehow, using more effort than she'd ever put into anything in her life, she'd seen that one line at the top of a distant corner of the grand internet, and, in a spin of chaos, she actually got here. She remembered buying eight tickets before finding the right one. She remembered talking to spaceport staff without number. She remembered asking a million passerbys for directions, and winced.

She'd learned so much. She'd tried so hard.

Taidana opened up her favourite altchan and made a thread about it.

When that didn't help her, she cried.
Looks like this place's been empty for a while. I'm gonna set up a new scene.

Dude, I'm loving the sheets, but while you're at it you'd do well to dunk that stuff into wiki pages as well. You don't have to edit them, or at the very least if you feel the need you can do it after you've finished with your ongoing sheets. Having stuff on the wiki just makes it much easier to reference.

You don't need to make them properly referenced and bloated out like BBeast and I do. I think we just get excited about our pages.


nuuuuuh i'll get to it eventually.
Bet y'all weren't expecting this one. What's the deal with these, I wonder?

Progress! Prepare for me to forget all of this and overwrite it with new stuff anyway.

Decided to do some character sheets. Not going to think too hard about any of them, just idly fiddle around while I procrastinate other posts.

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