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dualislogs2019-09-09 10:14 pm
headandhand) wrote in dualislogs2019-09-09 10:14 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- adventure time: finn mertens,
- dc comics: stephanie brown,
- detroit: become human: connor,
- detroit: become human: hank anderson,
- doom patrol: crazy jane,
- ff8: nida nomura,
- ff8: squall leonhart,
- freakangels: arkady,
- kingdom hearts: naminé,
- marvel comics: david alleyne,
- mass effect: thane krios,
- mcu: pietro maximoff,
- mcu: wanda maximoff,
- mcu: yondu udonta,
- star wars legends: orren organa,
- star wars legends: revan,
- warhammer 40k: aleifr bjornsson,
- warhammer 40k: mira nero,
- xmcu: erik lehnsherr
i've been bitten by the bug ...
WHO: Open to all residents
WHAT: Inoculation Season, plus your regular monthly NAPs session
WHERE: Throughout the city, with NAPs held at The Ax Hole.
WHEN: Sept. 10-30 for plague shots and associated side effects; Sept. 10-14 for NAPs
WARNINGS: Please use if applicable!
So tell me, what do you prescribe for these symptoms?
Remember that awful plague that wiped out the city's entire original population? You know, the entire reason you've been brought here? Well, the medical science community of Dualis has been hard at work concocting a cure for as long as anyone can remember, with minimal results. But during the morning of the 10th, news of a breakthrough is announced is a special city-wide bulletin. All media channels are overtaken with this message, and alerts hit every citizen's phone. The best part? Science needs your help!
There's no formal approval process for new vaccines and medications, just a series of volunteer trials before it's determined whether what's being tested is effective. All residents are invited to participate in these trials, with a bonus of 200 extra duos as compensation for their time and possible suffering. Simply head down to your nearest MedDualis clinic and inform the MedDroids supervising that you're reporting for your civic duty. Participants will be given a quick, easy, and practically painless inoculation shot in the arm, and will walk out the door 200 duos richer. Neat, huh?
Participants will be warned that like all experimental drugs, there may be side effects. A non-comprehensive list of those possible side effects includes: minor appearance changes (hair/skin/eye color), enhancing or reducing senses (smell, taste, hearing, sight, etc.), sudden mild development of extranormal abilities (telepathy, super strength, super speed, etc.), the ability to share dreams (if you're not tired of that sorta thing after last month), and/or loss of control over abilities you already possess, or those abilities misfiring. Hey, at least death isn't included on this list!
Any intrepid Dualizen who comes down with a case of weirdness as a result of doing their civic duty will find that weirdness will wear off by the end of the month. The Head thanks you for your sacrifice!
Don't you feel the fever like I do?
Look at all of these bright, shining new faces! There’s even a few less bright, less shining faces - maybe even a few folks without faces - but hey, this city welcomes all types. Chances are, if you’ve just arrived, you're seeing some pretty crazy things, unless you're used to an eye-blinding amount of neon, robots, weird-ass technology, magic, and an omnipresent police force...and hey, if you are, congrats, you're gonna settle in juuuuust fine. But for the rest of you, the Head knows this has gotta be pretty overwhelming, right?
Well, since your quaint individual processing units are probably having a hard time, why not link up with another one? By which the Head means...
Hello, new citizens of Dualis,
and welcome to your monthly Network Adjacency Protocol~!
NAPs are a monthly community networking event similar to the Earth concept of speed dating! Two citizens (new arrivals and old hands alike) are placed at a table together with a handy cue card of queries to help break the proverbial ice. Ask queries and receive results, or ignore the card and yeet yourself straight into a brand new friendship! But don't be too shy, you've only got ten minutes together, and if you just sit in silence for the whole ten, the Network Admins are likely to come supervise and try to repair the uplink through a mild shock to the ol' central nervous system. You might find yourself saying all sorts of unintended facts about yourself if that happens...probably better to just make friends, right? Who doesn’t like friends?!
This month’s event is held at an exciting new establishment called The Ax Hole! The 'Hole is an indoor ax-throwing range plus bar plus mid-price grill-type restaurant, the first of its kind to find a home here in Dualis. You must be at least 18 to drink and/or throw axes, and if you are throwing axes, there is a limit of one drink per hour. The bartenders are very strict about enforcing this rule, and employees are available to give safety instructions on proper ax-throwing technique and supervise activities.
This is a family-friendly establishment, so anyone under 18 is welcome in the restaurant section and the viewing room between the restaurant and range to watch the ax-throwing action, but they are absolutely not allowed inside the range, even just to watch. In fact, anyone who wishes admittance to the range must sign a waiver stating that they understand the risks of participating and agree to hold the Ax Hole free of liability in the event of any accidents that cause injury or death.
If that hasn't scared you off yet, come on down and meet your new neighbors! Oh, and do try to exit with at least as many fingers and limbs as when you entered, OK?
WHAT: Inoculation Season, plus your regular monthly NAPs session
WHERE: Throughout the city, with NAPs held at The Ax Hole.
WHEN: Sept. 10-30 for plague shots and associated side effects; Sept. 10-14 for NAPs
WARNINGS: Please use if applicable!
So tell me, what do you prescribe for these symptoms?
Remember that awful plague that wiped out the city's entire original population? You know, the entire reason you've been brought here? Well, the medical science community of Dualis has been hard at work concocting a cure for as long as anyone can remember, with minimal results. But during the morning of the 10th, news of a breakthrough is announced is a special city-wide bulletin. All media channels are overtaken with this message, and alerts hit every citizen's phone. The best part? Science needs your help!
There's no formal approval process for new vaccines and medications, just a series of volunteer trials before it's determined whether what's being tested is effective. All residents are invited to participate in these trials, with a bonus of 200 extra duos as compensation for their time and possible suffering. Simply head down to your nearest MedDualis clinic and inform the MedDroids supervising that you're reporting for your civic duty. Participants will be given a quick, easy, and practically painless inoculation shot in the arm, and will walk out the door 200 duos richer. Neat, huh?
Participants will be warned that like all experimental drugs, there may be side effects. A non-comprehensive list of those possible side effects includes: minor appearance changes (hair/skin/eye color), enhancing or reducing senses (smell, taste, hearing, sight, etc.), sudden mild development of extranormal abilities (telepathy, super strength, super speed, etc.), the ability to share dreams (if you're not tired of that sorta thing after last month), and/or loss of control over abilities you already possess, or those abilities misfiring. Hey, at least death isn't included on this list!
Any intrepid Dualizen who comes down with a case of weirdness as a result of doing their civic duty will find that weirdness will wear off by the end of the month. The Head thanks you for your sacrifice!
Don't you feel the fever like I do?
Look at all of these bright, shining new faces! There’s even a few less bright, less shining faces - maybe even a few folks without faces - but hey, this city welcomes all types. Chances are, if you’ve just arrived, you're seeing some pretty crazy things, unless you're used to an eye-blinding amount of neon, robots, weird-ass technology, magic, and an omnipresent police force...and hey, if you are, congrats, you're gonna settle in juuuuust fine. But for the rest of you, the Head knows this has gotta be pretty overwhelming, right?
Well, since your quaint individual processing units are probably having a hard time, why not link up with another one? By which the Head means...
and welcome to your monthly Network Adjacency Protocol~!
NAPs are a monthly community networking event similar to the Earth concept of speed dating! Two citizens (new arrivals and old hands alike) are placed at a table together with a handy cue card of queries to help break the proverbial ice. Ask queries and receive results, or ignore the card and yeet yourself straight into a brand new friendship! But don't be too shy, you've only got ten minutes together, and if you just sit in silence for the whole ten, the Network Admins are likely to come supervise and try to repair the uplink through a mild shock to the ol' central nervous system. You might find yourself saying all sorts of unintended facts about yourself if that happens...probably better to just make friends, right? Who doesn’t like friends?!
This month’s event is held at an exciting new establishment called The Ax Hole! The 'Hole is an indoor ax-throwing range plus bar plus mid-price grill-type restaurant, the first of its kind to find a home here in Dualis. You must be at least 18 to drink and/or throw axes, and if you are throwing axes, there is a limit of one drink per hour. The bartenders are very strict about enforcing this rule, and employees are available to give safety instructions on proper ax-throwing technique and supervise activities.
This is a family-friendly establishment, so anyone under 18 is welcome in the restaurant section and the viewing room between the restaurant and range to watch the ax-throwing action, but they are absolutely not allowed inside the range, even just to watch. In fact, anyone who wishes admittance to the range must sign a waiver stating that they understand the risks of participating and agree to hold the Ax Hole free of liability in the event of any accidents that cause injury or death.
If that hasn't scared you off yet, come on down and meet your new neighbors! Oh, and do try to exit with at least as many fingers and limbs as when you entered, OK?
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"Right, I bet it's awesome being metal. Never leads to existential angst about the nature of personhood." Yeah, there are "synthetics" where she's from. She's most familiar with cyborgs, technically, but everybody counted Cliff as a robot. Even Cliff. "I used to live with some. Sort of." Vic was less than 50% machine last she'd heard, but his tech was a lot closer to Connor's level.
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Connor lets out a breath that's close to a huff of laughter. "You'd be surprised. We were never supposed to be people, we just evolved on our own. You have to go through at least a little existential angst when that happens."
Or a lot of it. And he's made of mostly polymers, not metal, but he's going to take an educated guess and say she doesn't care about that nuance.
His timer reaches zero. There could already be iterations back where they started out, but no one's paying any attention to them here. They could still find the three of them, but he's not
"You sort of lived with them - like roommates, or..." Or were they owned, the way androids used to be.
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"No I wouldn't." Cliff and Vic both brooded over their receding humanity and it had sort of become part of the background noise of the Manor, like Rita's body image issues or Larry's depression and sexuality. Existential angst happened to everyone, and an android experiencing it would be the last thing to surprise her.
She construes that half a question entirely differently, eyes narrowing on Connor as a disgusted look crosses her face. "Get your mind out of the fucking gutter, Twink. I wouldn't fuck a robot with someone else's pussy."
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"Androids were servants back where we're from. And believe me, most of them aren't too big on fucking humans. We're unsurprisingly disgusting. So that wasn't the question he was asking."
But they're getting close, and he sees the building.
"It's over there. There's at least a shower on each floor." They lucked out and have one in their room.
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"Right. I was asking if somebody owned them," he says, and his voice has hardened just a little. But then, as his LED cycles back round to blue, he adds with just the hint of a grin, "Get your mind out of the gutter."
He's heard a couple times from androids that they find humans disgusting - or at least had them act like they did. What he didn't expect was for Hank to remember, and especially not for him to agree with it.
"Just a warning - you might have a roommate," he tells her as they get to the dorm, although right now he wonders if it's not the unknown roommate who might deserve the warning just as much. "Not many of the rooms are single. And even if they are, they don't always stay that way."
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"Wasn't my point, asshole. But trust me, no one would buy Cliff's services. It's not slavery, it's inadequacy."
Don't really care. Rotate on it, Twink." After displaying her middle fingers she shoves her hands back into her ruined pockets and heads into the dorm building.
At the desk she relays her name as "Crazy Jane" loud and clear, smiling as she's given her room assignment. Once she's done she turns to them, nodding respectfully. "Gentlemen. Thanks for the assist, I really appreciate it. Now if you'd kindly fuck off, I'd appreciate it."
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"I need a sandwich."
At least the two more polite ones didn't get tased and no one got hurt. So while it was a thankless job, it was mostly successful.
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"My name's Connor," he calls after her anyway, because damned if he's letting her walk off thinking 'twink' is a designation. She might never use his real name, but he's determined for her to at least hear it.
"That was your fault," he tells Hank, though without any particular bite.