Feral Phoenix (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
feralphoenix) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
flightworks2019-06-26 05:14 pm
feralphoenix) wrote in flightworks2019-06-26 05:14 pm
Entry tags:
elman (kinome) 25
Part 25 can be read here!
This chapter involves discussion/depiction of body horror.
Manager: Meh, y'know! I got eaten by 'em too once upon a time.
Story: ...Wha?
ELMAN
Welcome to Circles' Home! We All Share A Table Here (II)
Manager: It happened before I became the director here at the Orion Branch, back when I was still just a worker for Environmental Organization in the Perseus District.
[sfx: fluffy fluffy fluff]
[sfx: POP]
[sfx: CHOMP]
[sfx: struggle struggle]
[sfx: limp...]
Manager: And then me and the carnivorous plant both dissolved in the zero-space event.
Manager: I hear that a little while after that one of my coworkers came to look for me, but...
Coworker: Man, how long is he gonna take?!
Coworker: Huh? What are these things?
[sfx: nom nom nom nom nom nom]
Coworker: Shoo!
Coworker: Ughh, why did I have to get stuck doing this?
[sfx: pop!]
Coworker: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Manager: What a shocker! All that was left of me was my brain!
[sfx: click]
Doctor: All of your order profile except your brain was eaten by mysterious lifeforms we've never seen before.
Manager: Seriously?
Doctor: We were able to recover the bit for your little toe from one of the creatures we barely managed to capture, but... do you want it?
Manager: ......
Doctor: It wouldn't be so bad to just become a cyborg, you know. Look at how many varieties of body you could pick from.
Cyborg Catalog
Manager: And hey, it actually WASN'T so bad!
Doesn't get tired, very light, can customize himself at will
Doctor: If we manage to get all the pieces of your order profile we can restore you to normal. We can ask Elman to sense them, but even so it might take a while until we find them all. Space is a big place, and those creatures move.
Manager: (Uh, that sounds like a pain...)
Doctor: Otherwise, we can use what we have of your cells to reconstruct your old body? It would cost about enough money to build three mansions, though.
Manager: ......
Manager: Eh, I'm good as a cyborg!
Manager: I'm easygoing, so I decided to just roll with the punches.
Manager: --And so, that's how I got to be like this!
Story: That's a pretty shocking reveal.
Manager: That's enough about my backstory, though. It's pretty late, so you should head on home, Story.
Story: Yes, sir. Then excuse me.
Story: Thank you both for your hard work today.
Enya: Tomorrow is Saturday, so you get your rest now!
Manager: Thank you too, Enya. I'm sorry for calling you back out at this time.
Enya: That's okay.
Enya: But something unforeseen like today could happen again anytime, so don't you think we should hire a fourth worker?
Manager: Man, I think so too.
Manager: These days we're leaving almost everything out in the field to Story.
Restoring zero-space damage / desk work (Enya goes out sometimes too)
Manager: I'll start looking for applicants.
Enya: Call me to help when you do!
Manager: You'll only be willing to hire cute girls, so no~
Enya: You're so stingy!
Manager: I am not.
The Next Day
Residential Area
Story's Apartment
Story: I slept real good.
Owan: Yeah, you better feel refreshed after sleeping 13 hours.
Story: What?! What time is it now?!
Owan: 2 PM.
Story: No wonder I'm so famished...
[sfx: open]
[container: Mustard]
TO BE CONTINUED
Author's Note: That coworker who went looking for the manager passed out from the shock and was in bed for 3 days.
←Back Next→
This chapter involves discussion/depiction of body horror.
Manager: Meh, y'know! I got eaten by 'em too once upon a time.
Story: ...Wha?
ELMAN
Welcome to Circles' Home! We All Share A Table Here (II)
Manager: It happened before I became the director here at the Orion Branch, back when I was still just a worker for Environmental Organization in the Perseus District.
[sfx: fluffy fluffy fluff]
[sfx: POP]
[sfx: CHOMP]
[sfx: struggle struggle]
[sfx: limp...]
Manager: And then me and the carnivorous plant both dissolved in the zero-space event.
Manager: I hear that a little while after that one of my coworkers came to look for me, but...
Coworker: Man, how long is he gonna take?!
Coworker: Huh? What are these things?
[sfx: nom nom nom nom nom nom]
Coworker: Shoo!
Coworker: Ughh, why did I have to get stuck doing this?
[sfx: pop!]
Coworker: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Manager: What a shocker! All that was left of me was my brain!
[sfx: click]
Doctor: All of your order profile except your brain was eaten by mysterious lifeforms we've never seen before.
Manager: Seriously?
Doctor: We were able to recover the bit for your little toe from one of the creatures we barely managed to capture, but... do you want it?
Manager: ......
Doctor: It wouldn't be so bad to just become a cyborg, you know. Look at how many varieties of body you could pick from.
Cyborg Catalog
Manager: And hey, it actually WASN'T so bad!
Doesn't get tired, very light, can customize himself at will
Doctor: If we manage to get all the pieces of your order profile we can restore you to normal. We can ask Elman to sense them, but even so it might take a while until we find them all. Space is a big place, and those creatures move.
Manager: (Uh, that sounds like a pain...)
Doctor: Otherwise, we can use what we have of your cells to reconstruct your old body? It would cost about enough money to build three mansions, though.
Manager: ......
Manager: Eh, I'm good as a cyborg!
Manager: I'm easygoing, so I decided to just roll with the punches.
Manager: --And so, that's how I got to be like this!
Story: That's a pretty shocking reveal.
Manager: That's enough about my backstory, though. It's pretty late, so you should head on home, Story.
Story: Yes, sir. Then excuse me.
Story: Thank you both for your hard work today.
Enya: Tomorrow is Saturday, so you get your rest now!
Manager: Thank you too, Enya. I'm sorry for calling you back out at this time.
Enya: That's okay.
Enya: But something unforeseen like today could happen again anytime, so don't you think we should hire a fourth worker?
Manager: Man, I think so too.
Manager: These days we're leaving almost everything out in the field to Story.
Restoring zero-space damage / desk work (Enya goes out sometimes too)
Manager: I'll start looking for applicants.
Enya: Call me to help when you do!
Manager: You'll only be willing to hire cute girls, so no~
Enya: You're so stingy!
Manager: I am not.
The Next Day
Residential Area
Story's Apartment
Story: I slept real good.
Owan: Yeah, you better feel refreshed after sleeping 13 hours.
Story: What?! What time is it now?!
Owan: 2 PM.
Story: No wonder I'm so famished...
[sfx: open]
[container: Mustard]
TO BE CONTINUED
Author's Note: That coworker who went looking for the manager passed out from the shock and was in bed for 3 days.
←Back Next→