re: player plot at abax { canon: danger days }

[fangool]

No.

Motherfucker, I said no. Outta batteries, lady, don't got the juice to fight off the murder of mannequins. Give me a fuckin' break, I am literal with this shit, just -- fuckoff.

You know whatta long week it's been.

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[gloryisbullshit]

Laaaazyyyy.

[fangool]

Ha ha, fuck you.

[gloryisbullshit]

Hmm, hmm. Don't worry, one only recognizes the signs of lazy fuck when one is personally acquainted with them. You should see this bitch going back and forth.

[fangool]

[ Snorts. ] S'all just one skirmish shit with this one. Puttin' my fucking foot down, though, can't fight off the fuckers with broken lungs.

[gloryisbullshit]

Fuck, yeah--I'm not joking, are you catching it? Because no fucking around, if you get sick...

[fangool]

Not bad. Serious, P, I ain't gonna drop, alright, ain't even gonna be the worst I've had by a long shot.

[ Grin. ] Like that you're all worried-like, though.

[gloryisbullshit]

'Course y'do, yer an attention whore. [Smile.] Am I supposed to not bug out? Last time I almost pooped out my insides, it sucked. Forgive me for being a proponent of fucking prevention.

[fangool]

Like you ain't.

Ha -- no, bug a bit. Like y'said, I got a thing for attention. [ Preen, preen, laugh. ]

[dedicatedbitch]

...murder of mannequins? Why would people want to kill lifeless, plastic, over-sized dolls?

[fangool]

'Cause they're tryin' t'kill us first? I mean, y'wanna get your face ripped off by mannequins looking for a new Halloween costume, all systems go, but.

[dedicatedbitch]

[ Just. Staring. All the staring. ]

...I'm so glad my mun hasn't considered sending me there.

[fangool]

[ Laughs ] What, no sun, killer dolls, lacka good food and the city playin' mindgames on everyone don't make for an ideal vacation spot for you?

[dedicatedbitch]

No, definitely not. If I have the choice between that and the two places I'm already in, I'll gladly take Anatole and Atia. [ JUST LOOK AT HER NOSE SCRUNCH. That's just proof of how strongly she feels about this. ]

[fangool]

The what now? Two places at once, huh?

[dedicatedbitch]

[ She nods. ] One of them's this really old, like 14th century or so, steampunk place. It's got this weird... Mist stuff that messes with heads. Then there's Atia, which isn't completely preferable, but people at least don't think I'm insane there.

[fangool]

Steampunk, huh? Fucking shiny, always liked it, s'all... tech-like. Gears.

That a real problem, though? People thinkin' you're insane? [ He sounds amused. ]

[dedicatedbitch]

It's... complicated? My mun decided it'd be really fun to have me remember about a year or so from my time on Atia when she tossed me into Anatole, so I know all of these people that don't know me. And somehow that translates to being delusional.