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Roscat
Feb 25, 2018 13:08:27 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Feb 25, 2018 13:08:27 GMT -5
Peri scoffs. "You aren't honestly considering attempting to recruit someone who owes a debt to the mob, are you?" Ignore her and continue talking. "Alright, then maybe I'll see if I can talk the mechanics into letting you have that robot they're decommissioning. As for your debt, if we make some money on this journey I wouldn't be opposed to giving you a fair cut of the spoils. How far are you in debt?"
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Roscat
Feb 25, 2018 15:14:30 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Feb 25, 2018 15:14:30 GMT -5
Fuzz
"...A 'we could order you to kill someone' amount," she says. "...Not that that would be anything different from my usual jobs... Just with less going through dungeons before killing them."
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Roscat
Feb 25, 2018 19:34:09 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Feb 25, 2018 19:34:09 GMT -5
"And how long do you think it'll take to pay them off selling fake papers and exploring the same local dungeons? Like I said, if we find some treasure - and I'm not saying we absolutely will but there's at least a chance I'm gonna wind up doing some dungeon crawling at least once before this is all over - I'm willing to give you a chunk of the rewards to help pay off your debt. Anyways, this will probably take me just about the rest of today. Since I'm only going to try to get you the robot if you decide you want to come with me I'll call you before I go to the mechanic's, that'll give you some time to think about it. In the meantime you've got some more potential customers you might want to go talk to in case you decide you'd rather stick with what you're doing." Open up a window which follows me as the line moves, but rather than use it to access the interface play a game on it. Even if there's a chance of having the wait get timeskipped if nothing else interesting happens in line I might as well say how my character's passing the time.
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Roscat
Feb 25, 2018 19:55:22 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Feb 25, 2018 19:55:22 GMT -5
Fuzz
"Ugh, there's aren't any dungeons on this planet! It's so weird. I've been to dozens of planets, and they all had at least a handful of dungeons. But there's nothing for me to loot here, and that's why I'm stuck in debt! And why they're making me sell these fake papers! ...Because I'm really good at hiding. If I can find a robot and forge a new contract..."
She skips off to sell more papers. She gets quite a few takers, but you get the feeling you really tanked her market by speeding things up. She glares at you as she passes from time to time.
It takes... hours. It's the next morning when you finally get to the front of the line.
"Names and reasons for visit," the lone bureaucrat asks. "Do you have anything to declare?"
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Roscat
Feb 25, 2018 20:35:55 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Feb 25, 2018 20:35:55 GMT -5
"Mr. Fuzz and Peri Gren, pulled in by spacial displacement and trying to learn why. No felonies to declare, but can I see a list of what else might need to be declared?
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Roscat
Feb 26, 2018 0:06:40 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Feb 26, 2018 0:06:40 GMT -5
Fuzz
"Spatial distortion's a pretty common answer these last few days..." The guy hands you a list of things. Lots of contraband stuff like weapons, potentially invasive species...
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Roscat
Feb 26, 2018 19:53:40 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Feb 26, 2018 19:53:40 GMT -5
"No illegally smuggled items, but we are in possession of legally owned weapons we would like to register for personal use as part of our jobs." Summon the WoP Spear and place it on the counter along with Peri's pistols. "Is there a registration fee we need to pay or is it more of a 'make sure these weapons are known about so you know who to track down if they go up for sale illegally' kind of thing?"
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Roscat
Feb 26, 2018 20:55:34 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Feb 26, 2018 20:55:34 GMT -5
Fuzz
"No, you just need to fill out these forms," the guy says. He flops down a stack of dozens of papers...
A few hours later, you have your passports and you're good to go.
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Roscat
Feb 27, 2018 1:15:52 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Feb 27, 2018 1:15:52 GMT -5
"Alright, next stop is the mechanic's workshop." "Surely you can't be serious. We spent all day waiting in that kind and now you want to perform physical labor without so much as a moment of rest?" "I am serious. And don't call me Shirley." Go to the Mechanic.
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Roscat
Feb 27, 2018 13:15:04 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Feb 27, 2018 13:15:04 GMT -5
Fuzz
You head to the Garage next to the Grocery Store.
Inside, you find Celica and some black-haired, tan-skinned guy leaning over what looks like a totally normal brown-haired teenager on an operating table.
...And then you realize the teenager's chest is open and they're fixing some type of... electronic... something? You think it's a pump.
Celica's pigeon is perched on the walkway above. A bipedal fox with a scouter and jacket is standing next to her. There's a fighter-jet looking thing sitting on a lift with some fluid draining out of it.
An inactivated yellow box-like robot with a single wheel and eye is sitting off to one side.
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Roscat
Feb 27, 2018 20:51:31 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Feb 27, 2018 20:51:31 GMT -5
"Hey, need an extra pair of hands or two for anything?"
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Roscat
Feb 27, 2018 21:55:15 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Feb 27, 2018 21:55:15 GMT -5
"Oh, how-dy again. Please, come in," Celica says.
"Uh... Work? Well..." the guy says. "Um... Do you know anything about fixing machines? Celica's... well, Celica knows a bit, but she's... She would be better suited for running errands."
You head inside and notice a strange archway projecting an energy field projecting a picture of a large factory.
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Roscat
Feb 27, 2018 23:04:15 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Feb 27, 2018 23:04:15 GMT -5
"That depends, what kind of machines are we talking about?"
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Roscat
Feb 27, 2018 23:56:57 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Feb 27, 2018 23:56:57 GMT -5
Fuzz
"Everything. Everything from friggin' alien airplanes to freakin' robots and... whatever this kid is!" The head mechanic puts a wrench down and grabs his hair in frustration. "UUUGH, I trained on cars, man, not friggin' OOParts! Ever since this... cataclysm thing, man, everything's gone bonkers!"
"Everything seems normal to me... Just another day at work. Less explosions, I guess..." Celica mutters to herself. She sighs. "Where could my beloved Sechs be?"
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Roscat
Mar 1, 2018 21:08:14 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Mar 1, 2018 21:08:14 GMT -5
"Inanimate objects, definitely. As for robots... Well, at the very least if you don't know what's wrong with him I can probably figure that out."
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