The Aperture "HR" Team!

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Congratulations!

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(He lets go of one, points his arm towards sans and presses a button on his palm before-)

(Thwip)

(-A strand of webbing shoots towards Sans, attaches to him, and pulls him upwards.)

{ G’day! }

Congratulations!

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(He lets go of one, points his arm towards sans and presses a button on his palm before-)

(Thwip)

(-A strand of webbing shoots towards Sans, attaches to him, and pulls him upwards.)

{ G’day! }

(He seems.. frustrated, grumbling to himself about the trolley problem.)

{ Thanks for the offer, though. }

(He takes out a small cylindrical device, pointing it at the aforementioned screws and activates a button on it..)

(The light on the end turns on, and the device emits a faint buzzing noise.. a second later the screws seemingly tighten themselves.)

(the man rises out of the hunched squat he was in and steps back, inspecting the newly assembled.. thing.)

{ If I got the link chips set up right.. }

(He pulls a small remote out of his pocket, aims it at the frame and presses a button on it..)

{ This should lead to- }

(A void appears within the confines of the frame, before an image of a foggy beach fades into view..)

{ ..Erid. }

(The man sticks his arm through to the beach, checking to make sure whatever the device is is functioning properly before pulling it back out and nodding to himself.)

(he seems satisfied with his work..)

(He deactivates the gate, takes out a roll of tape, and attaches the remote to it.)

{ At least I’m assuming I already set the other side up.. testing it wouldn’t have worked otherwise, but I don’t remember going there and doing it, so I’ll have to do that now. }

(He seems.. frustrated, grumbling to himself about the trolley problem.)

{ Thanks for the offer, though. }

(He takes out a small cylindrical device, pointing it at the aforementioned screws and activates a button on it..)

(The light on the end turns on, and the device emits a faint buzzing noise.. a second later the screws seemingly tighten themselves.)

(the man rises out of the hunched squat he was in and steps back, inspecting the newly assembled.. thing.)

{ If I got the link chips set up right.. }

(He pulls a small remote out of his pocket, aims it at the frame and presses a button on it..)

{ This should lead to- }

(A void appears within the confines of the frame, before an image of a foggy beach fades into view..)

{ ..Erid. }

(The man sticks his arm through to the beach, checking to make sure whatever the device is is functioning properly before pulling it back out and nodding to himself.)

(he seems satisfied with his work..)

(He deactivates the gate, takes out a roll of tape, and attaches the remote to it.)

{ At least I’m assuming I already set the other side up.. testing it wouldn’t have worked otherwise, but I don’t remember going there and doing it, so I’ll have to do that now. }

[ I only offered so many benefits (such as following OSHA guidelines) because I didn’t want perfectly good minds to die because of structural damage due to negligence.. ]

[ I only offered so many benefits (such as following OSHA guidelines) because I didn’t want perfectly good minds to die because of structural damage due to negligence.. ]

but i re-came out to my mom as a trans man. it went better compared to the first time :]

she stopped expecting me to wear dresses at church, she's buying me boy shorts-style underwear instead of panties, she corrected herself when she called me her "baby girl" and just changed it to "baby", she's even helping me look for a binder!

(He seems.. frustrated, grumbling to himself about the trolley problem.)

{ Thanks for the offer, though. }

(He takes out a small cylindrical device, pointing it at the aforementioned screws and activates a button on it..)

(The light on the end turns on, and the device emits a faint buzzing noise.. a second later the screws seemingly tighten themselves.)

(the man rises out of the hunched squat he was in and steps back, inspecting the newly assembled.. thing.)

{ If I got the link chips set up right.. }

(He pulls a small remote out of his pocket, aims it at the frame and presses a button on it..)

{ This should lead to- }

(A void appears within the confines of the frame, before an image of a foggy beach fades into view..)

{ ..Erid. }

(The man sticks his arm through to the beach, checking to make sure whatever the device is is functioning properly before pulling it back out and nodding to himself.)

(he seems satisfied with his work..)

(He deactivates the gate, takes out a roll of tape, and attaches the remote to it.)