[ ah, childhood. an experience dolls don't have, but still, there's something familiar about having to eke out a day to day existence, and more specifically, slumming it in the city...
which, coincidentally, is what he's going to get to experience, except the video linked has no fucking subs so i have to live like an animal and write my memshares out.
it's been several days since you've first come into this small, dilapidated city in the yellow zone, and the first time you've attracted this much attention from some of the more unsavory sorts to be found in a city where living is more of a matter of survival and not getting the attention of any predators than anything else. it's strange, though- you have no idea why they would be singling you out over any other hapless civilian who happened to be wandering the streets at this time.
well, you did ruin their criminal enterprise and black market trafficking slash smuggling ring (is it trafficking when they don't think of you as a person?), but they shouldn't have been able to trace that back to you. for all your bravado, though, you're basically unarmed, and they've brought quite an overkill amount of bodies to bear.
"boss! our backup from the west just showed up!" "hold three guys back to seal off the rear- the rest of you, with me!" ... really, isn't this a bit much just for dealing with a single doll? why such a disproportionate show of force?
"you goddamn doll! give us back our credits! if you obey quietly, we'll spare you after chopping off one of your hands!"
...what? "what the hell are you talking about, you scumbag? hands aren't even that valuable to you in the first place, are they?" they ignore you, of course. it's like talking to a brick wall, but... whatever the hell they're going on about, you didn't steal any of their credits.
"get her! we'll take our credits back and then sell her body for a good price! i'll treat whoever catches her to distilled water tonight!"
... this is a terrible ending, but you can't see how you're getting out of this. how miserable, that after everything, the last thing you'd have expected was to fall into the hands of a bunch of roadside thugs. haha, in the end, you can't even keep the simplest promise, can you?
which is when the sound of gunfire breaks out from a nearby alley. "--picking up a new enemy!" "fight back, fight back immediately! what the hell are you lot doing?!"
"hehe, too slow! did you ask the permission of UMP9 before making a move on my big sis?"
... wait, that's that doll you freed the other night. what is she doing here...? does she have any idea what she's gotten herself into- no, of course not. "reina?"
reina beams at you, idiot that she is. "it's not reina, it's UMP9! 45, i know i don't know what it is you're trying to do, but you haven't finished it yet, have you? let me give you a hand!" ]
[ anyway cool! glad we're doing this again. ... she's not going to be the first one to say something, because what do you say to someone after experiencing them being mauled by a dog. ]
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Date: 2020-06-30 03:16 am (UTC)which, coincidentally, is what he's going to get to experience, except the video linked has no fucking subs so i have to live like an animal and write my memshares out.
it's been several days since you've first come into this small, dilapidated city in the yellow zone, and the first time you've attracted this much attention from some of the more unsavory sorts to be found in a city where living is more of a matter of survival and not getting the attention of any predators than anything else. it's strange, though- you have no idea why they would be singling you out over any other hapless civilian who happened to be wandering the streets at this time.
well, you did ruin their criminal enterprise and black market trafficking slash smuggling ring (is it trafficking when they don't think of you as a person?), but they shouldn't have been able to trace that back to you. for all your bravado, though, you're basically unarmed, and they've brought quite an overkill amount of bodies to bear.
"boss! our backup from the west just showed up!" "hold three guys back to seal off the rear- the rest of you, with me!"
... really, isn't this a bit much just for dealing with a single doll? why such a disproportionate show of force?
"you goddamn doll! give us back our credits! if you obey quietly, we'll spare you after chopping off one of your hands!"
...what? "what the hell are you talking about, you scumbag? hands aren't even that valuable to you in the first place, are they?" they ignore you, of course. it's like talking to a brick wall, but... whatever the hell they're going on about, you didn't steal any of their credits.
"get her! we'll take our credits back and then sell her body for a good price! i'll treat whoever catches her to distilled water tonight!"
... this is a terrible ending, but you can't see how you're getting out of this. how miserable, that after everything, the last thing you'd have expected was to fall into the hands of a bunch of roadside thugs. haha, in the end, you can't even keep the simplest promise, can you?
which is when the sound of gunfire breaks out from a nearby alley. "--picking up a new enemy!" "fight back, fight back immediately! what the hell are you lot doing?!"
"hehe, too slow! did you ask the permission of UMP9 before making a move on my big sis?"
... wait, that's that doll you freed the other night. what is she doing here...? does she have any idea what she's gotten herself into- no, of course not. "reina?"
reina beams at you, idiot that she is. "it's not reina, it's UMP9! 45, i know i don't know what it is you're trying to do, but you haven't finished it yet, have you? let me give you a hand!" ]
[ anyway cool! glad we're doing this again. ... she's not going to be the first one to say something, because what do you say to someone after experiencing them being mauled by a dog. ]