-Dr.9 is in the main room, or well, just walked into the main room after part of the wall opened to briefly a desert-
-she was holding a small little robot that as soon as she was in the main room, had a small eye that lit up with LED lights and zoomed upstairs-
-she called after it- Just visit my room if you have any problems, ya?~
-she crashed onto the couch, kicking her feet up and letting out a long sigh-
-she had a suitcase next to her as well, but she allowed it to just sit there next to her for now-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postOh no, it vas fun. Just exhausting.
Und all zhe hustle and bustle of Christmas...
I can't believe zhe idea they did zhis year for zhe Christmas special at vork though.
Took every pro from across zhe leagues- major and minor. And put zhem all in one arena.
Zhere vas vone moneyball for every single team. And it vas last moneyball standing.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postPREVIOUSLY ON MOBILE ATTEMPTS A THING
(and now... the continuation)
(Yvette suddenly rouses. It's dark, wherever she is, dark and still. Some unknown restraint wraps around her chest and arms, holding her firm.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Her eyes glow blue as she reboots, trying to shake off the effects of deactivation-
-She blinks, then panics when she senses her restraints, yanking at them-
No! No no!
Someone? Please!?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Yvette freezes up at the voice, craning over to look at its source-
Where am I? Who are you?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I, I am Simón, Wolf of the Revolution.
(Yvette can make out a small, vaguely canid and very mechanical shape
◊ next to her, restrained to what appears to be the wall by two bands around its torso. And I do mean small. This little bugger seems less a wolf and more a shih-tzu...)
(Looks through his visor at Yvette, its neck whirring as it cranes towards her.)
...Dios, you look just like a lady human! How did they—... Er, forgive me, corazón. You are in a foreboding place indeed, imprisoned in the dark. They keep us mechanical things in here while those unfortunate enough to bear flesh are cut, prodded, practically flayed by those savage American scientists...
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019I— I need to get out of here! Is there a way out?
-She tries to extend her energy blades, though with her arms chained up it's no sure thing that they'll be able to click out and ignite-
We can't let them hurt us...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Zhat can't be too good for zhe battery- if you're just jumpstarting it vith electricity everytime it runs out.
Still- ist magic, I don't know shit about zhat.
-Sam hears the arrival of another to the roof-
-and the sound of a chipper voice- Oh hey there! I didn't think I'd see anyone up here.
But careful where you're walking with that phone!~
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He nods, taking one and bowing formally.
"Arigato, Junon-san. You are quite skilled in your magic and cooking, it seems. I must be off now. Exploring to do, and all that. Farewell."
With that, he leaves the kitchen to go outside, cake in hand.
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