#ductilesuit

When she came inland it was almost always in search of two things; new food, or objects of interested. Sometimes they were the same thing, though the latter was usually treasures. An art festival seemed like the perfect place, she did so enjoy collecting precious things. All the better if they were unique or valuable.

And treasures she had acquired, mostly things that could survive under the waves. In record time no less, so while she was here she had decided to dabble herself, she did miss creating things. The kraken sat before an easel, the second such she had set up, as inspiration seemed to present itself quite a serendipitous manner. 

“Oh, hello there.”

       this wasn’t the first time he’d seen someone in armor similar to himself here, but this was the first time he was torn as to whether they may have been a product of rapture as well. but the closer that delta moved, he realized that they weren’t nearly tall enough to be a protector and didn’t hold the silhouette of a big sister, either. under his helmet, delta frowned,wondering if rapture had similar experiments that he’d been unaware of. likely, considering his lapses of memory and temporary death; there were probably quite a few things that he hadn’t experienced. ( jack, a boy who had seemingly been raised by tennenbaum alongside the gatherers proved that, though he hadn’t seen the child since his last visit to this odd city. )

Welcome!

You’ll be staying in HOUSE 104!

You’ll be able to Datamine 5 times a day!

You’ll be given a toy model of your omnitool!

Enjoy your stay!

“It’s a joke…”

This robot was familiar. In the other city, they had met once. Without much thought Canti had hurdled himself towards Simon to deal with some of the beasts that had been harassing him. With Canti’s oncoming momentum he slammed his fist into the ground, fissures in the concrete easily knocking down the small hoard of monsters.

For once Lemongrab had found himself staring at another instead of it being the other way around. So this is what it was like. Is this how the others felt? Curious, intrigued, and perhaps a little confused? “Not flesh or candy..hmmm..” It was obvious that The Earl had never seen a ‘robot’ before. 

Name : Simon Jarrett

Are you old enough to be employed at an establishment that serves alcohol? If not, please don’t apply. : Yes, I’m 26

Desired Position : Bartender

Why would you be a good fit / why do you want this position? : I worked at a book store dealing with customers and I know how to make killer drinks.

Additional Notes (Optional) : I’m a robot?

Oh, it’s Simon from the ship. Considering they last met at a bar, Blurr can at least be confident that he has experience hanging around this type of place. The customer service work is a big plus, too.

“I thought you said you were human, but--”

“--either way, welcome to Maccadam’s.”

Mike carefully bounces what looks like Earth from hand to hand before letting it go and watching it float away. Outer space has always been more of a Simon thing, but this was still a nice, quiet place where the avatar could enjoy decent tea and, hopefully, no more social interactions.

For the latter, he made sure to tuck himself into the fartherst corner of the star garden, sitting down behind what he assumes to be a part of the decor. In a low light of the garden it is hard to see what it was exactly, but it looks much like a diving suit. That is, until it starts to move. Mike doesn’t quite jump at that, but whoever is inside the suit definitely feels a wave of vertigo overtake him for a moment.