Sep 15, 2024
het oawn i hope youre doung olay!
- @msc137
Uh huh. Yeah, doing fine.
...Are you doing okay?
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het oawn i hope youre doung olay!
- @msc137
Uh huh. Yeah, doing fine.
...Are you doing okay?
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It’s… a box. A large blue box, with a purple ribbon around it. The lid looks like it’s been glued on in a crude manner, and it’s playing a soft song. It’s creepy and it’s weird.
But what’s the general definition of “weird” at this point, right?
~ @musicboxpuppeteer ~
(MOD Sprout: It won’t let me link the song aufgh </3)
Pawn was well prepared for any sort of attack on his grounds. He had weapons in every corner, protection underneath protection, failsafes that ensured he always had a hand up. But that didn't mean he couldn't be surprised.
He looked to the box, inspecting it. He considered inspecting it, eventually deciding that if he wanted to take a look he should be prepared.
Raising his hand, a hot gold glow made a hole through his palm, a weapon molded into his skin. He brought his other hand to the lid, toying with the ribbon for a moment.
(A signal of static started to be transmitted, before a proper voice could be heard)
"Alright, kid, here's the deal. I don't want any trouble, especially with my boyfriends. If you want to attack anyone in "self defense" or whatever, it should be me.
I just want to have answers. First question, mind telling us what's up about the wires in your Rick's brain?"
Pawn kept a keen eye on his transmitter even before the drama with the Ricks began. He made sure he was aware at all times in case something came up, which did him well as he heard the voice on the other end.
The gruff tone was one he knew very well, eyes narrowing as he allowed it through. He chuckled to himself at the words chosen, biting through his annoyance and the slight pang of fear that split through his mind.
"Don't call me kid. And it's interesting to contact me after all the ensuring I've done to be left alone. If I do anything out of self defense, it will be done to all of you." He said sharply, his words crisp.
"I do mind, and he isnt my Rick. I don't have a Rick. I'll give you the chance to rephrase, but choose your words carefully."
I've heard a little bit about you from other Ricks. You left the curve?
- @t0x1cr1ck (Healthy Rick)
Yes. I left the curve. I hope you have heard of the danger posed.
man, ive been looking back on some of your old posts, and you sure did have a lot to say about me and effie, haha!
pretty fun to read. its cool that you consider me an ally now, but you know that youre allowed to call me your friend, right?
- @msc137
I have much to say about nearly everybody. You two just seem to come up quite a bit. Not that I particularly mind, though I can admit some things I've said in the past were harsh.
I forgot you could read all of that, I will... consider, how I refer to you in the future.
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It’s mostly quiet. And everything seems in order.
…except for the child, asleep on the floor.
~ @demonsparks ~ BB AU
Pawn had just finished general checks, making sure his security systems were all up to date. Being out of his base for as long as he had been made him nervous when it came to nearby threats, especially when considering the recent activity outside of the CFC.
He was just about wrapped up with what he was doing, ready to leave and set the base back into hibernation mode before he saw a child curled up on the floor.
Narrowing his eye, he walked forward, hand resting on the gun on his hip. Sure, it wasn't the best course of action to shoot a child, but he doubted this was real. Gently, he pushed her with his foot, trying to observe the reaction.
INCOMING TRANSMISSION FROM: GALACTIC FEDERATION EMPLOYEE 00999-A, OUTREACH DEPARTMENT
SUBJECT: Upcoming Events
- @galactic-federation-official
TRANSMISSION REQUEST ACCEPTED,
LOADING RECEIVER END . . .
MORTYCSMITH: You've reached Morty C Smith: Dimension 79⊢⊇V. I understand you employ a close associate of mine, what can I do for you?
um. thank you, again, for taking care of me last night, pawn. i really appreciate it. and uh. sorry. for calling you fee. i hope you know that i see you as your own person. and that im grateful to have you, pawn, as my friend.
- @msc137
Of course. And there's no need to apologize, I said it was fine last night. I don't think you see me as somebody else, I understand it was an accident. If you need anything more, feel free to reach out.