TheLancer27

Hello, Torchbearer! I may not be able to help you with your identity, but I did recently come into possession of a very advanced prosthetic body. Would you like copies of my scans of it? Obviously you wouldn't NEED the stuff that replicates my missing flesh-functions, but it might be enjoyable, you never know.

/// i dont know if you retained sense memories from your progenitor, but i can highly reccommend giving it a try. noah lets those of us on the ship pilot it around when he's out of it. recieving hugs and eating are some of the best sensations I have ever experienced, and transhumanists are fools for trying to give them up.

Everyone: Please please please don't write your books in Google Docs. Frankly don't use Google Drive for personal stuff.

ACHEM

I found your prey, my flightless bird freind

<My existence is reliant on lich shenanigans and I haven't the faintest what in Ra's name you're doing>

<Unless... you didn't. Surely not.>

<Conoces los riesgos, ¿qué podría haber valido más la pena que la persona de la que saltaste?>

…

Performance

< Give everyone a show—your choice as to what that looks like. Music, dance, theater, stunts, martial skills, manifesting sensory phenomena, cooking, poetry, visual art, anything at all, your pick. Show off a little! And don’t feel like you have to do it alone, either, feel free to get together.

< Are you, like, an engineer? >

Performance

< Give everyone a show—your choice as to what that looks like. Music, dance, theater, stunts, martial skills, manifesting sensory phenomena, cooking, poetry, visual art, anything at all, your pick. Show off a little! And don’t feel like you have to do it alone, either, feel free to get together.

Grandpa Ra’s

Original Pit BBQ

Ashlyn! Hi, hi babe. I've, uh... I'm good. I'm (cool)(deflecting) good.

...

(okay this is the part where I say something)

How, howwww've you been? I'll probably get something once everyone else has filtered out. Don't wanna crowd the tables (drag them into this).

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Grandpa Ra’s

Original Pit BBQ

Grandpa Ra’s

Original Pit BBQ

Ow… @styx-class-nhp ? @no-future-mudwasps ? You guys there? Did I forget you in the duat?

I'm here! What did I miss?!

[Then the scent of barbacue hits her, and there is an audible whirring from the motors in her chassi's joints]

Ooooh, who's serving?!

[Something flickers, and where there was the machine she calls a body, her legionspace form stands, lupine form cloaked in mist as she takes a step and faceplants again; This isn't legionspace, and the irreality field has given her a physical form - not a hollow puppet screaming sensation from across the blink, but an actual, real body]

Woah

You feeling this angel?

And where's nofie?

Grandpa Ra’s

Original Pit BBQ

"Well, that's a rather strange feeling," she murmurs, before smiling and waving to those watching.

"SACRED SYMBOL," she announces with a wide grin, "And I brought both my date..."

Immediately after her, an armored leg steps out from nowhere, followed by an armored torso and bubble cockpit. A full Caliban, weapons unloaded, with a stencil on its Flayer shotgun that reads Client Satisfaction Guaranteed.

<HELLO THERE>

UNCLE's intonation is unmistakable.

"...and I brought brisket!" SACRED SYMBOL finishes. With another snap of her fingers, several plates of excellently-prepared, slow-braised steak appear on the tables.

[Sally's high pitched rasp explodes from behind everyone.]

[WELL, I SUPPOSE IF SHE'S DISTRACTED BY {FOOD} I WON'T HAVE TO STUMBLE THROUGH AN EXPLANATION OF HOW WE GOT HERE.]

[Sunny appears behind it, immediately outpaced by xeir pilot despite the crutch under its shoulder, braced by a placeholder prosthetic. Sally wears an informal, purple sundress, matching her hair, while Sunny is dressed in ripped jeans and a sleeveless top, which holds back a radience of sunset pigments not unlike SACRED SYMBOL's. The flame of the OMA unit's hair is currently an undercut, tied at the back in a bun.]

[Before Sunny can even respond Sally is seated next to Ashlyn with a plate of brisket (and no utensils). Her crutch clatters against the surface of Deimos.]

HI!! Ashkyn rite?? dotn think we talk much b4 my bitch mama putt me in a coma but Sunny thinks ur cool so i liek u alredy!! plus ur a heccy pilot so i duble liek you!!

[Sally gives a big, sweet, terrifyingly toothy smile.]

[Sunny giggles as she follows after her pilot. It went unnoticed before, but she appears to be carrying a small cooler.]

[GREETINGS, FRIEND {ASHLYN}. IT IS GOOD TO SEE YOU IN {CASUAL} SETTING FOR THE FIRST TIME, AS OPPOSED TO THE {DIRE} CIRCUMSTANCES OF OUR FIRST {TWO} MEETINGS. AND {THANK YOU} FOR THE COMPLIMENT. YOU LOOK {LOVELY}, AS WELL.]

[Her eyes move to her pilot at the bar.]

[SHE IS GOING TO NEED A {LOT} OF CANS OF THAT BEER. OR A RATHER LARGE {MUG}. ACTUALLY, PERHAPS A {BUCKET}, IF ONE IS AVAILABLE.]

[She puts the cooler down by the table.]

[WE BROUGHT A TASTE OF {PROSPERO}, BY THE WAY. VARIOUS CUTS OF {KAIJU} PREPPARED IN THE STYLE OF {STREET FOOD}.]

It’s wonderful to see you too! I’ve been enjoying the food and drinks. I don’t think I’ve really met you either sally.

[She says this casually as she looks over her pilot. A small bucket somehow already sits beside it, four empty cans lay crushed across the bar. Sunny produces a small bottle of red food coloring and pours a good several drops into the amber liquid.]

[IT LIKES TO PRETEND IT IS DRINKING BLOOD. :)]

[She swishes the bucket around to mix, pats her pilot on the head, and hands the mixture to it. Sally drinks excitedly.]

[Ashlyn produces a suitcase, one she seems to carry with her at all times]

Keep it on me always. That and he’s right over there I think, is he too bright to look at for you too?

Grandpa Ra’s

Original Pit BBQ

"Well, that's a rather strange feeling," she murmurs, before smiling and waving to those watching.

"SACRED SYMBOL," she announces with a wide grin, "And I brought both my date..."

Immediately after her, an armored leg steps out from nowhere, followed by an armored torso and bubble cockpit. A full Caliban, weapons unloaded, with a stencil on its Flayer shotgun that reads Client Satisfaction Guaranteed.

<HELLO THERE>

UNCLE's intonation is unmistakable.

"...and I brought brisket!" SACRED SYMBOL finishes. With another snap of her fingers, several plates of excellently-prepared, slow-braised steak appear on the tables.

[Sally's high pitched rasp explodes from behind everyone.]

[WELL, I SUPPOSE IF SHE'S DISTRACTED BY {FOOD} I WON'T HAVE TO STUMBLE THROUGH AN EXPLANATION OF HOW WE GOT HERE.]

[Sunny appears behind it, immediately outpaced by xeir pilot despite the crutch under its shoulder, braced by a placeholder prosthetic. Sally wears an informal, purple sundress, matching her hair, while Sunny is dressed in ripped jeans and a sleeveless top, which holds back a radience of sunset pigments not unlike SACRED SYMBOL's. The flame of the OMA unit's hair is currently an undercut, tied at the back in a bun.]

[Before Sunny can even respond Sally is seated next to Ashlyn with a plate of brisket (and no utensils). Her crutch clatters against the surface of Deimos.]

HI!! Ashkyn rite?? dotn think we talk much b4 my bitch mama putt me in a coma but Sunny thinks ur cool so i liek u alredy!! plus ur a heccy pilot so i duble liek you!!

[Sally gives a big, sweet, terrifyingly toothy smile.]

[Sunny giggles as she follows after her pilot. It went unnoticed before, but she appears to be carrying a small cooler.]

[GREETINGS, FRIEND {ASHLYN}. IT IS GOOD TO SEE YOU IN {CASUAL} SETTING FOR THE FIRST TIME, AS OPPOSED TO THE {DIRE} CIRCUMSTANCES OF OUR FIRST {TWO} MEETINGS. AND {THANK YOU} FOR THE COMPLIMENT. YOU LOOK {LOVELY}, AS WELL.]

[Her eyes move to her pilot at the bar.]

[SHE IS GOING TO NEED A {LOT} OF CANS OF THAT BEER. OR A RATHER LARGE {MUG}. ACTUALLY, PERHAPS A {BUCKET}, IF ONE IS AVAILABLE.]

[She puts the cooler down by the table.]

[WE BROUGHT A TASTE OF {PROSPERO}, BY THE WAY. VARIOUS CUTS OF {KAIJU} PREPPARED IN THE STYLE OF {STREET FOOD}.]

It’s wonderful to see you too! I’ve been enjoying the food and drinks. I don’t think I’ve really met you either sally.

Grandpa Ra’s

Original Pit BBQ

"Well, that's a rather strange feeling," she murmurs, before smiling and waving to those watching.

"SACRED SYMBOL," she announces with a wide grin, "And I brought both my date..."

Immediately after her, an armored leg steps out from nowhere, followed by an armored torso and bubble cockpit. A full Caliban, weapons unloaded, with a stencil on its Flayer shotgun that reads Client Satisfaction Guaranteed.

<HELLO THERE>

UNCLE's intonation is unmistakable.

"...and I brought brisket!" SACRED SYMBOL finishes. With another snap of her fingers, several plates of excellently-prepared, slow-braised steak appear on the tables.

[Sally's high pitched rasp explodes from behind everyone.]

[WELL, I SUPPOSE IF SHE'S DISTRACTED BY {FOOD} I WON'T HAVE TO STUMBLE THROUGH AN EXPLANATION OF HOW WE GOT HERE.]

[Sunny appears behind it, immediately outpaced by xeir pilot despite the crutch under its shoulder, braced by a placeholder prosthetic. Sally wears an informal, purple sundress, matching her hair, while Sunny is dressed in ripped jeans and a sleeveless top, which holds back a radience of sunset pigments not unlike SACRED SYMBOL's. The flame of the OMA unit's hair is currently an undercut, tied at the back in a bun.]

Grandpa Ra’s

Original Pit BBQ

Ow… @styx-class-nhp ? @no-future-mudwasps ? You guys there? Did I forget you in the duat?

[How is she here she went out.]

[Two hours ago.]

[Regardless of how she returned so fast...]

Hey angel...

[Oh yeah, that's blood on her chin.]

Are you OK...?

[And the posture is just plain subdued.]

Are you mad...?

[The reactor vents in her back are within your reach - so vulnerable.]

Mad? Styx I’m furious. I’m Furious! You cored some guy for what? You were in some blood fueled haze?! Styx you can’t just do that! Jesus Buddha Christ!

[Ashlyn doesn’t lay a hand in her, but she’s very animated, pacing and waving her hands around]

She's expecting to be hit and believes herself to deserve it.

She will not be.}

[Ashlyn stops pacing, she just sits down]

...

Monster....

Okay… I know you said you don’t remember but. We’ve gotta establish something.

They wouldn't understand. Don't think quite like us... they can't.

...

I... think It was me

I smelled blood and... watched them hurt each other, a-and something just snapped-

Couldnt-

Couldn't keep still-

Then there was... a pilot. Ejected. Wounded. H-he saw me and-

So… try to figure out what’s happening, get a connection to people who might know, or report it? Just… don’t get yourself killed, or kill anyone. Okay?

No rushing in. I can... I can do that. I like stalking them. That... that works.

God I hope it works

And no killing-

[She looks like a dog who's been told they can't go on a walk]

That's. For the best. Thank you, angel, I-

[There's the nudge again, offering herself.]

Love you

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