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dear_mun2013-11-16 06:30 pm
tentadicked) wrote in dear_mun2013-11-16 06:30 pm
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what are morals
Listen-- No, no, actually listen. Ears. Listening ears-- Got it? Thanks.
Now, you're going to stop wallowing in self pity for one. It's gross, and seeing as I'm stuck in the grey porridge you call a brain, I'm covered in the muck. Get it off me, you'll ruin me.
Second! If you don't bring one of the androids with me, then you better provide a toy for me to pull apart. I'm bored as hell and it's ridiculous to expect someone with as brilliant a mind as mine to not be productive whilst in limbo. Come on, I'll take anything. You know I will; even if you bring along Swordlegs McCreeperson. I love him, he's a laugh a--
[shut up, Bb oh my gooood do you ever stop talking]
Wow, rude. You bring me here, put all this effort into writing a meagre offering to myself (seriously kid, one afternoon and you only churn out a few hundred words?) and then you start sobbing about how you can't roleplay or whatever? No, I'm not taking a bar of it. You pay me good for the time you've stolen from me, or I'm going to have to make some of the other stooges up here into cyborgs too. That kid with the bracelets looks like he'd take well to having explosive mucus.
Also, the username isn't funny; it implies that I only have one tentacle, and that's a complete lie.
Now, you're going to stop wallowing in self pity for one. It's gross, and seeing as I'm stuck in the grey porridge you call a brain, I'm covered in the muck. Get it off me, you'll ruin me.
Second! If you don't bring one of the androids with me, then you better provide a toy for me to pull apart. I'm bored as hell and it's ridiculous to expect someone with as brilliant a mind as mine to not be productive whilst in limbo. Come on, I'll take anything. You know I will; even if you bring along Swordlegs McCreeperson. I love him, he's a laugh a--
[shut up, Bb oh my gooood do you ever stop talking]
Wow, rude. You bring me here, put all this effort into writing a meagre offering to myself (seriously kid, one afternoon and you only churn out a few hundred words?) and then you start sobbing about how you can't roleplay or whatever? No, I'm not taking a bar of it. You pay me good for the time you've stolen from me, or I'm going to have to make some of the other stooges up here into cyborgs too. That kid with the bracelets looks like he'd take well to having explosive mucus.
Also, the username isn't funny; it implies that I only have one tentacle, and that's a complete lie.
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You make cyborgs, though? [That's a way more interesting subject than writers and their crap. Dramatic kids, the lot of them, and not even the good type of drama.]
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At least I'm not alone, though; if I was the ooooonly one who had to put up with this 'wah wah, I am so sad and bad at this business, I have ruined your life and now I'm going to cry on your new shoes' stuff I would vomit. Profusely.
[Chinhands; it's nice to see someone who appreciates their line of work instead of just shrugging it off! ...or calling them a heartless weirdo. oop] Mmhm, I play with the sparky guts of many a person; my own included. I'm what they call a revolutionary mind-- well, I'm hoping it'll catch on. Why, you in the robotics market too? [Ooh Sicily ooh you have sparked their attentions]
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Sorry about having to ask for permission and whatnot, though. That sounds like a drag, since not many people tend to appreciate the gloriousness of body modification.
If you ever decide to do it on the sly or get the all clear though, I could totally help you out; my work leaves no marks if I can get the right shade of skin to patch you up. [oh god now they're on a roll; Bb rolls up one sleeve and beams like a proud parent as their skin retracts in plates and out pops a cannon. It's kind of gruesome to watch, not that they give a shit.] You wouldn't even need outside help to fly; I think they sell parts at the Capital, anyway...I'd have to double check.
...Assuming you do need outside help? Either way, it sounds like it'd be fun to get my hands on; I've never been in the air so I'm kind of jealous.
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[It's an exclamation of awe, not revulsion-that is badass, and oh wait wait wait gotta tune back in, but goddamn profanity is the only way to express how amazing they think this is.]
Actually? Outside help would be fantastic, anyone inside isn't brave enough to go against the top. And it's not that sort of piloting-though being 10 feet in the air is kind of flying, in a way.
[They can and would pay because they are a dumb shit who thinks being a cyborg soldier is a great idea.]
...Didn't even introduce myself. I'm Sicily. Captain Sicily, if you're the formal kind.
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Kind of flying, flying, whatever you need I'll be glad to give. Though, since you're not a project, you probably...want to think up your own modifications. I'm thinking some sort of booster or something all the same, since you're not going sky-high? Wings would be awesome though. I'll have to keep that in mind for later--
Damn, manners. Nice to meet you, el capitane. [They wink as the title gets drawled out, extending the non-blasty hand.] The name's Bebe. B-e-b-e. Lame, but I work with what I can. I'm always happy to meet someone who isn't a tool when it comes to my line of work.
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Good to meet you, Bebe. [Personally they think if you think it's lame then just change it, but not everyone can go around changing their name at will.] I'm just glad to meet someone who's not the sort to lecture on "it's permanent and there's always the risk of rejection and all your limbs falling off" the moment someone shows interest in it. So refreshing.
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[They frown in thought for a second, one hand tugging at the muffler hiding the point of their chin.] Robots don't really reject robot parts, and I could just be unnaturally adaptive. I never really thought of that to be honest.
Only one way to try it out, though; it's the natural evolution of the human race, to go beyond our fleshbound-limits or something. I've even transcended gender limits with my work, so it seems a shame that you should be denied the chance to work with me when you actually want to get modded! [oh god oh god they're two seconds from pulling down their shorts and showing off the tentacles abort abort]
yells about how late i am
wait back up.]
...You said "transcended gender limits", right? I'm not hearing things?
yells back apologetically for the tenties also ill wait 4 u 4eva
what other option was there but for us to go onto the tentaclesThey beam big and nod, before hooking both thumbs in the band of their shorts and rocking back on their heels in a show of faux nonchalance. Pride and joy, pinnacle of engineering, now's your time to shine.]
Hell yes I did. Assuming you're an individual with no interests in that arena bar escaping it, it'd be my pleasure to show you my work.
...That is, if you're okay with me showing you? I'm not going to drop trou on you without warning but let me tell you, I have shat on the binary and it is all sorts of better for it. [Oh god oh god they're so excited but trying to play it cool it's almost cute but not]
why would you apologize for tentacles man
[There are bigger things to worry about in the future than gender that isn't yours. War, politics, the fact that they still won't put pockets in the pilot suits. "Captain" is thankfully, a neutral title, and that's all Sicily cares about.]
I'd be flat out flattered to see more of your work.
that is the truest shit FULL STEAM AHEAD
No time for that when it comes to genitalia though this is a matter of national security here]
You're sure though, so prepare yourself for the majesty! [Doooown go the shorts and the leggings under (with a little fumbling in regards to the leggings, stupid safety precautions) and hello tentacle appendages complete with sucker-covered undersides. The largest one in the middle curls in on itself as Bebe clears their throat.
So not used to doing this without screams or exasperated sighs.]
If you're up for touching-- I mean, I'm in test drive mode not proper registered usage mode, you feel me-- then you should totally shove a finger or three in the smaller ones. They go in and out and that took me forever to perfect you would not believe. I'm trying to work on a few more models, maybe send them off to the capital for mass production and implementation, but no one wants to test drive them for me yet.
Their loss. [did the tentacles just wiggle in agreement FUCK]
hovertext italics for what i hope is the correct way to say it
Minchia! Sei un cazzuto! [They shake their head a little, but their tone is nothing more than awestruck. ] Sono sul serio di essere- [wait they got themselves back.] I mean, you serious about the touching part?
bless you i aspire to be as quality as you one day
If I'm lying I'm dying; grope, poke, whatever you like as long as you're okay with it and all that business! Why put something like this on if I can't show it off, right? Especially when you have an eye for magnificent stuff like tentabits, which is painfully rare.
[Thoughtfully-] I kind of wish they were longer, though; the amount of times I've wanted to pick something up when I was starkers...So close to perfect, yet so far. Don't let someone do a tentacle job on you without making sure you can grab stuff with them, swear to God.