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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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"I believe I'm glad of that as well." It takes only a little effort to keep her voice calm. "Though I could wish the circumstances of our meeting were different, the meeting itself is something I'm glad of."
(Not, though she isn't going to articulate this out loud, grateful for. But glad of.)
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A pointless endeavor. But perhaps a momentary escape.
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A pause.
"Somewhere I could invite you to come visit my home."
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It grimaces slightly once those words are out in open air, because that sounds pitiful.
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"Is there ... any place in your world you'd like to visit, then?" is what she says instead. "And show to others?"
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That yearning for a momentary escape is still very much with her. She doesn't know if this will help or make it worse.
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And yet, Murderbot sounds fond, because it is fond.
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(It probably doesn't help that she's picturing a seagoing ship, something like the one they're on now.)
"So it's a ... a friend, as well as a place?"
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It pauses. "But. I think. Maybe it was."
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