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Turing Webber ([personal profile] turingmachine) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs 2017-01-12 02:10 am (UTC)

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(What… what’s going on?

The little robot sits up, rubbing their head. Did something happen? They… they didn’t get attacked again did they?! Their demeanor shifts from confusion to panic as they promptly spring to their feet, but when they look around all they see is a… potted plant. Dionaea muscipula, if they’re not mistaken.

Did someone just leave this lying around? Who would do such a thing?

As a lover of plants, there’s no way Turing can just leave it there. This is hardly the ideal environment for it, after all. The little robot picks up the plant. They’ll just have to take it home.

If they can even find home…

Did it just get darker?

Slowly, they look up, only to be confronted with the sight of a much larger, more murderous sort of vegetation.)


“AAAAAAAAAAAH!”

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(They escape being swallowed alive by vegetation, much to their overwhelming relief.

Now they’re wandering the city streets, unsure of what exactly to do or where exactly to go.

Maybe they can pull a map off of the meshnet… Except when they try, they find there isn’t a meshnet to connect to.

They stop right in their tracks.)


“W-what!?”

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