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come_sailaway2022-11-12 03:03 pm
serialskiller) wrote in come_sailaway2022-11-12 03:03 pm
[OTA] Man of Steel, Pray and Kneel
Who: Murderbot and Friends
When: Mid-November
Where: A little bit of everywhere
Summary: Snacktime, Naptime, Recess
Warnings: None yet
1. But I gave you life! [Buffet and other restaurants]
A body must be sustained, or performance reliability drops. Murderbot knows this.
Food has flavor. Murderbot also knows this.
Look, early on in the stomach-having experience, Murderbot found dinosaur chicken nuggets and macaroni and cheese and declared those 'safe' foods and generally rejected most of everything else on the ship because...because it wasn't ready to expand yet. Something was safe and something became familiar and something soon became a comfort food. But it's been a few months of this. Murderbot is now ready to start trying new things.
It's not hard to tell that's what's going on, either, as the cyborg begins loading plates at the buffet with tiny sample servings of everything, or taking things at Mikabo one at a time in single plate portions, or even visiting Scoops to try a single spoonful of everything available (except the long pig).
Perhaps you can suggest combinations of food or offer context for some of what's going on (like that gravy goes on potatoes instead of being spooned directly into one's mouth). Or perhaps you just want to watch its experiments.
2. What else could you do? [Pool Deck, Night]
The stars are a lie. The stars have always been a lie.
But on a cool breezy summer night (they're all cool breezy summer nights), lying out on a deck chair under them and staring up isn't not a little bit relaxing.
Murderbot isn't flying any of its drones right now. It's not paying attention to everyone and everything around, just for this moment. It's here wholly in itself, eyeing the universeless sky, and feeling very small. Which is okay. Sometimes small is a good thing. Sometimes you want to wrap the blackness around yourself like a blanket and just be.
Of course, if left alone for too long, eventually its eyes slip closed. There may be a soft sound heard from the cyborg, if one walks past. A low, rhythmic rumble paired with a hushed little puff. Murderbot...is snoring.
3. To do what was right! [Around the Ship, previous CR]
The time has come for a change, a subtle shift in perception and a very tiny assertion of preference. If your character is someone in the habit of referring to Murderbot as Rin, expect to be approached at some point in this month.
"Do you have a moment?" It sounds a little uncertain, its posture an apology.
4. I'm perfect, are you? [Wildcard]
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When: Mid-November
Where: A little bit of everywhere
Summary: Snacktime, Naptime, Recess
Warnings: None yet
1. But I gave you life! [Buffet and other restaurants]
A body must be sustained, or performance reliability drops. Murderbot knows this.
Food has flavor. Murderbot also knows this.
Look, early on in the stomach-having experience, Murderbot found dinosaur chicken nuggets and macaroni and cheese and declared those 'safe' foods and generally rejected most of everything else on the ship because...because it wasn't ready to expand yet. Something was safe and something became familiar and something soon became a comfort food. But it's been a few months of this. Murderbot is now ready to start trying new things.
It's not hard to tell that's what's going on, either, as the cyborg begins loading plates at the buffet with tiny sample servings of everything, or taking things at Mikabo one at a time in single plate portions, or even visiting Scoops to try a single spoonful of everything available (except the long pig).
Perhaps you can suggest combinations of food or offer context for some of what's going on (like that gravy goes on potatoes instead of being spooned directly into one's mouth). Or perhaps you just want to watch its experiments.
2. What else could you do? [Pool Deck, Night]
The stars are a lie. The stars have always been a lie.
But on a cool breezy summer night (they're all cool breezy summer nights), lying out on a deck chair under them and staring up isn't not a little bit relaxing.
Murderbot isn't flying any of its drones right now. It's not paying attention to everyone and everything around, just for this moment. It's here wholly in itself, eyeing the universeless sky, and feeling very small. Which is okay. Sometimes small is a good thing. Sometimes you want to wrap the blackness around yourself like a blanket and just be.
Of course, if left alone for too long, eventually its eyes slip closed. There may be a soft sound heard from the cyborg, if one walks past. A low, rhythmic rumble paired with a hushed little puff. Murderbot...is snoring.
3. To do what was right! [Around the Ship, previous CR]
The time has come for a change, a subtle shift in perception and a very tiny assertion of preference. If your character is someone in the habit of referring to Murderbot as Rin, expect to be approached at some point in this month.
"Do you have a moment?" It sounds a little uncertain, its posture an apology.
4. I'm perfect, are you? [Wildcard]
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Which is all kinds of weird and messed up. Also, wait.
"...and if I ever get that kind of organ, I am cutting it off and damn the consequences."
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... You're pullin' my leg. So you don't need "charging" anymore or...? — How does this work?
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(she takes a small sip of her water then placing it on the table nearby.)
So, tell me about it. Are you handlin' it okay?
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(a beat.)
You haven't been sleeping on your own, have you?
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It shrugs a little.
"I'll figure it out eventually. I did with eating."
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'Sides, what are friends for?
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(the warm smile flattens but despite that, she still tries to keep the cheer in her tone going. so she clears her throat to change the subject:)
So! What else you got for me? 'Sides that now you sleep like a cute lil' baby.
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"SecUnit"? Sure if that's what you want. If I slip up by calling you, "Rin" just correct me. I've called you that for so long I'll probably forget sometimes.
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— Jinx wasn't a name I've always went by. There's another but... I don't really like it. So, I get where you're comin' from.
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(the only way she would had resorted back to "powder" is if her sister got rid of that enforcer girl. the one thing vi had to do to make everything right again and yet... she couldn't do it.)
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