[ amanda is, frankly, used to the '80s futuristic' vibe, for obvious reasons, though the animal people and neon aspects are kind of new and odd. she's--on edge, but being in space or on an alien planet or moon isn't strange, so she's trying to make the best of it. she's moved in, settled, and just ??? living. it's fine.
however, she has no money. right. okay. she wants to get some kind of comfort food for dinner, if she can find it, something like earth, and not the shit she's been eating in space. she misses home, she misses her mother even though she's--well, she hasn't given up, let's say that.
in any case she can't pay for some damn food so she may or may not cant her head a little if you're nearby, frowning, before venturing: ]
Hey. Question.
there and back again - b
[ A TASTE OF HOME, OF EARTH, OF GOOD SHIT--amanda is wary of ai for good reason but this isn't that. she puts in a good memory. or at least she tries. she's willing to give a taste of earth to you if you want it too. or even just a chill time she had in space.
in any case she doesn't shut down, but her stress spikes, just a little: she says nothing in the first option, dragging whoever came with her under the desk with her entirely, and in the second she frantically starts--changing the script, shutting down all the generators in order from memory. she doesn't want to relive this again, but she wonders if the tech here can take things into account: could she have saved samuels? ]
This--This isn't what I put in.
say cheese - a?
[ oh it's party time. much better than that horror show. phew. she--lets herself be led along by a cute rat person, and takes her gift and drink graciously. she doesn't accept the ice though, preferring to stay sober, and wanders the merrymaking for a long while. she's not going to join in on the game of lucky tail, apparently, but she is going to watch the goings on with interest, even managing a laugh or two when something wild happens. the demichroma is tempting though, and, well-- ]
Hey, you. Up to giving it a try? We could both profit.
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amanda ripley. alien: isolation. undecided.
[ amanda is, frankly, used to the '80s futuristic' vibe, for obvious reasons, though the animal people and neon aspects are kind of new and odd. she's--on edge, but being in space or on an alien planet or moon isn't strange, so she's trying to make the best of it. she's moved in, settled, and just ??? living. it's fine.
however, she has no money. right. okay. she wants to get some kind of comfort food for dinner, if she can find it, something like earth, and not the shit she's been eating in space. she misses home, she misses her mother even though she's--well, she hasn't given up, let's say that.
in any case she can't pay for some damn food so she may or may not cant her head a little if you're nearby, frowning, before venturing: ]
Hey. Question.
there and back again - b
[ A TASTE OF HOME, OF EARTH, OF GOOD SHIT--amanda is wary of ai for good reason but this isn't that. she puts in a good memory. or at least she tries. she's willing to give a taste of earth to you if you want it too. or even just a chill time she had in space.
however, what you get is not earth. what you get is either an initial encounter with a xenomorph or like the saddest scene in the game i'm sorry. warnings: xenomorph in the first video, major character death in the second.
in any case she doesn't shut down, but her stress spikes, just a little: she says nothing in the first option, dragging whoever came with her under the desk with her entirely, and in the second she frantically starts--changing the script, shutting down all the generators in order from memory. she doesn't want to relive this again, but she wonders if the tech here can take things into account: could she have saved samuels? ]
This--This isn't what I put in.
say cheese - a?
[ oh it's party time. much better than that horror show. phew. she--lets herself be led along by a cute rat person, and takes her gift and drink graciously. she doesn't accept the ice though, preferring to stay sober, and wanders the merrymaking for a long while. she's not going to join in on the game of lucky tail, apparently, but she is going to watch the goings on with interest, even managing a laugh or two when something wild happens. the demichroma is tempting though, and, well-- ]
Hey, you. Up to giving it a try? We could both profit.
misc
[ hit me up via pm with ideas if you want something different!! ]