([personal profile] an_emulated_mind posting in [community profile] srwu Jun. 27th, 2016 08:10 pm)
1-[The announcement]

"...So, um, I've got some good news, and some not-very good news."
Doomstar, of all people, is making an announcement for Sakihama base.
"Good news: Jen's fork is up and running. I set her up this morning, and we've been going over recent events and helping her pick out an appearance for her body. Other news is...well, she beat me up, stole my wallet and car keys, then jumped out a third-story window and escaped. Her sense of self is still very fragile, and I don't know that she's entirely stable, either. So if you can find her...please return her safely. With my car!"

2-[The escapee]
Elsewhere in Sakihama, a blonde woman with red eyes lounges about. Atop a moving car, in traffic. As the car she's on slows down for a turn, she hops off, rolling into a crouch as though it were the most natural thing in the world. From there, she walks past a sweets store and manages to filch some anpan from the tray out front. She tosses it in the air, catching it in her mouth like a trained circus animal and quickly gobbling it down.


"...Nifty! So I can eat food, or at least a little bit. That's nice! Though the taste is bland..."
pulledplug: (Dude just lay off)

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Woah, where you gettin' off on this crap?!?

[Stealing food like that? Not cool! But the law's coming in action, courtesy of the Roybot!]

And a freaking joyride on top of everything else?!?
pulledplug: (Dude just lay off)

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Well, first I think you've got money from what Doomstar said, and two just...

You're doin' all this without even going "hey everyone! I'm Jen's 'fork'!"?
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Lady, you're nobody's property and I'll have some words for anyone who says anything otherwise and a whole lotta punches for anyone who tries to force it that way...

... But that's no excuse for being a dirty thief and for first impression's you're really gonna be blowin' it with a ton of people for doing this. You know what I mean?
stupidhonor: (surprise)

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[The announcement lured Sielje out. She's not sure what she's going to do, but she knows where to go - just follow the trail of dishonorable behavior!]

There you are... the appearance is different, but I cannot be mistaken!
stupidhonor: (contemplative or avoidant)

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Uhm, yes. I did.

[Sielje looks awkward, being hugged like that.]

Please do not cause trouble...
stupidhonor: (doubt and unease)

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I appreciate it.

Yes. So...

[The really hard part begins now.]

How much do you remember?
stupidhonor: (stoic determination)

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Yes. This is because, you are not her. You have her memories, but you are a person of your own.

[Suddenly, Sielje's gut clenches. Keep an open mind no matter Jen's appearance... she has a really bad feeling about what she might have meant.]

...

We... should talk elsewhere...
stupidhonor: (doubt and unease)

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Indeed. I brought money, just in case...

[Sielje sits down but she doesn't feel like drinking anything. Not even a sweet chocolate drink.]

W-well. I think I will.

But you know most of it already, do you not? You remember what Jen did.

You do not know what happened in the last few days because Jen... was not around. There was a very hard battle. She is... lost.
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I am not certain. She may still be...

[Sielje's voice trails off. She sounds obviously doubtful, trying her hardest to cling to last shreds of hope.]

I... I do not, actually.

You know how the two of us were. You have her memories after all.

But you are your own person. You are not Jen. I will not ask you to be.
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[Sielje's gaze turns away. This feels so much like Jen, that she can't look.]

I cannot...

I cannot give you an answer. Not right now.
stupidhonor: (lack of heart)

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[Sielje nods sadly. She doesn't really have anything else to add.]
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...Me Grimlock not surprised.

[The Dinobot folds his massive arms.]

Cannot promise anything about car. Where think she go?
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Unless she send car into lake. But will see.

[Grimlock seems surprisingly unconcerned. Perhaps he's trusting Jen's fork to be relatively not too crazy? Either way the Dinobot's going to get a move on and see if he can track Gwen down.]

Stay here. Will see if any problems. If anything broken. Your fault.
mechasaurusrex: (*GLARE*)

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[That... was not that surprising at all. It was unlikely that Gwen would have remained close to said car, but it still meant they had a good area to narrow the search down to.]

Victim that needs new car unless want pull from water. Will have people search for Jen Fork.

[And of course Grimlock and the Dinobots would probably go on the lookout themselves. Though it probably wouldn't be very successful for them. Giant robot dinosaurs do not good detectives make.]
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[Incidentally Peola, Ourania, Salwah and Monika were wandering close by. Peola was off Security Rotation so she decided to have a day out with the crew as it were. Imagine the sheer coincidence that they bump into a certain fork.]

Hey!

[Cue one Princess quickly dashing over to Gwen with a somewhat concerned look.]

I'm pretty sure that tray isn't for free samples... how about you go pay for it?
Edited Date: 2016-06-30 02:11 pm (UTC)
not_a_prize: (Surprised)

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Wha-?

[Which... earned a rather surprised look from Peola. Normally she'd get some kind of read with such close contact... Gwen gave off nothing. Not even a hint. The fact that she knew Peola's name was also pretty off-putting.]

How do you know my nam- ACK!

[Peola would quickly find herself being pulled over by her sister who gave Gwen a polite wave.]



"Could you wait there for just a while please?"

[The fork would find the small group of aliens having a quick discussion.]



"I don't see what the problem is, she's just a thief right? I mean a bunch of people would know the Princess' name by now."

[Peola rubs her neck casting Gwen an unsure look.]

There's something really weird about this person... I couldn't feel a thing from her...

"What? So she doesn't have a soul-?"



"Salwah! Don't go saying things like that! Honestly... you didn't even apologize to... sometimes you're just so... rude!"

[The Magl songstress gives her scarred friend a rather unhappy look, putting her foot down with surprising force. Salwah raised her hands defensively... though any excuse was cut off by a musing from the younger princess.]



"She could just have a lot of mechanical parts. That usually makes things harder."

[That being said Ourania simply looks over to Gwen and gives her a friendly wave.]

"Its not really any of our business. If you're so concerned anyway sister you could just pay for what she just ate and then talk to her.

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[Gwen did not get a startled shriek or frantic flailing. She did however have Salwah freeze in place like a deer in the headlights because that line coupled with the fact that she could not feel a thing from the fork freaked her out to the point booting fight or flight out of the window and replaced it with 'TERRIFIED INTERNAL SCREAMING'... otherwise known as Calvin's 3rd most common expression. Peola had a look of absolute shock on her face, Monika covered her mouth as her eyes went wide. Ourania... did not have that much interaction with Jen... but given her love of trolling she had a feeling this was a con.]



"Was it fire and brimstone like a lot of the books and movies on Earth say or is it more like frozen wasteland filled with eternally trapped souls that can never escape from the ice like in Magnolys version of a sinner's underworld?"

[That being said however she wasn't going to ruin someone else's fun and simply decides to roll with it. Salwah lets out a very high pitched noise that could almost be a whimper of terror. The words manage to have Peola finally get out of her shocked state... though it wasn't to chastise her sister on the commentary.]



...Jen? Is it really you?
Edited Date: 2016-07-01 02:07 pm (UTC)
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I'll pass. Don't have much of a sense of touch. Even on hands.

[Daniel raises a metallic hand to demonstrate.]

What happened to Doomstar's car? It's not the one you just rode on.
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She won't be happy. Well, your problem, not mine.

...Your memory. It's all right now? You know well who you are, nothing fuzzy or weird?
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