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redmarsshit2019-09-21 12:52 am
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redshift: tdm #4
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a. the red shit.
There are rumblings in the deepest, most overgrown part of the agricultural area, where until very recently there was a lingering pocket of red algae. The good news is, the red algae is gone! The bad news is, it all got eaten by a mutated bear-thing with giant antlers. The algae did a number on the poor thing, doping it up and confusing it to the point where everything is an enemy.
What’s worse? The algae has adapted, colonizing the creature’s entire body. The algae has mutated in the process, releasing a protective cloud of toxins that causes severe hallucinations, as well as some of the protective and euphoric qualities that the red algae originally possessed. Which means the mutated, antlered, bear-thing is accompanied by a small army of other creatures, from large to small, who are all very invested in its survival and also are being driven crazy by its presence.
Prepare yourselves for one hell of a hunt. These animals can pop up almost everywhere in the agricultural zones, and when they do show their paws it’s to go on a rampage.
What’s worse? The algae has adapted, colonizing the creature’s entire body. The algae has mutated in the process, releasing a protective cloud of toxins that causes severe hallucinations, as well as some of the protective and euphoric qualities that the red algae originally possessed. Which means the mutated, antlered, bear-thing is accompanied by a small army of other creatures, from large to small, who are all very invested in its survival and also are being driven crazy by its presence.
Prepare yourselves for one hell of a hunt. These animals can pop up almost everywhere in the agricultural zones, and when they do show their paws it’s to go on a rampage.
b. fashionista.
It wouldn’t be Anchor if the bots weren’t fucking shit up.
This time, the spa bots have gone full stylist coach, chasing down residents and trying to do their hair, nails, makeup, or change their clothes. In some cases, they're literally sweeping people off their feet and carrying them to the hot springs, massage rooms, and spa areas to be pampered. Too bad most of their cosmetics are fifty years out of date and the closests they’ve raided either had another resident’s clothes or moth-eaten dust-covered rags.
Is that the jacket Idris Elba was wearing in the introductory video? It kinda looks like it.
But it’s not all bad! The bots actually give great massages and fantastic mani-pedis. They also have a small stash of fresh cosmetics and clean clothes that got left behind in the spas. They might not fit great, but they look pretty good!
If your character doesn’t practice proper self-care, well. They’d better watch out. These bots have a particular eye for the sad, the filthy, the tired, and they’re going to make sure you get some damn fine pampering.
This time, the spa bots have gone full stylist coach, chasing down residents and trying to do their hair, nails, makeup, or change their clothes. In some cases, they're literally sweeping people off their feet and carrying them to the hot springs, massage rooms, and spa areas to be pampered. Too bad most of their cosmetics are fifty years out of date and the closests they’ve raided either had another resident’s clothes or moth-eaten dust-covered rags.
Is that the jacket Idris Elba was wearing in the introductory video? It kinda looks like it.
But it’s not all bad! The bots actually give great massages and fantastic mani-pedis. They also have a small stash of fresh cosmetics and clean clothes that got left behind in the spas. They might not fit great, but they look pretty good!
If your character doesn’t practice proper self-care, well. They’d better watch out. These bots have a particular eye for the sad, the filthy, the tired, and they’re going to make sure you get some damn fine pampering.
c. whole foods: 2.0.
Remember that whole Whole Foods grocery store thing that happened? Well, the grocery store and the zombies are still there. Only now there are more zombies, and two giant supply trucks have shown up, one behind and one in front of the store.
The one at the rear of the store can be accessed fairly easily. It’s painted to look like a giant United States flag, with a dramatic crying eagle emblazoned across the back doors. Inside, there is beer. Lots and lots of beer, and a bunch of semiautomatic rifles. Also some skeletons. Seems like the guns and booze didn’t help them.
The one in front of the store is thickly surrounded, the creatures clawing at the plain white sides of the semi like there’s something precious inside.
If Anchorites can make it through, if they can fend off the monsters and keep from getting torn to pieces by a hoard of bloodthirsty beasts, they’ll find out what that precious truck contains.
It’s twinkies. A semi full of twinkies. We hope you’ve got a sweet tooth, Anchor.
The one at the rear of the store can be accessed fairly easily. It’s painted to look like a giant United States flag, with a dramatic crying eagle emblazoned across the back doors. Inside, there is beer. Lots and lots of beer, and a bunch of semiautomatic rifles. Also some skeletons. Seems like the guns and booze didn’t help them.
The one in front of the store is thickly surrounded, the creatures clawing at the plain white sides of the semi like there’s something precious inside.
If Anchorites can make it through, if they can fend off the monsters and keep from getting torn to pieces by a hoard of bloodthirsty beasts, they’ll find out what that precious truck contains.
It’s twinkies. A semi full of twinkies. We hope you’ve got a sweet tooth, Anchor.
twinks & twinkies: the thread
Oh, come on, they can't be that bad?
[ After all, Reynir has spent a lot of time with Lalli. Even if they could not communicate outside of dreams before coming to this place, he could recognize Lalli's habits. Reynir knows what a picky eater that boy is. So he gestures for Lalli to give him a Twinkie, so he can try it, himself.
(If it's that bad, he can give one to Onni and see the face he makes at it...) ]
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He wordlessly offers Reynir one of his assembled Twinkies, along with raised eyebrows that clearly say I warned you.
If Reynir spits it out it better not be on him.]
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He's not going to spit it out, like Lalli. He'd decided that before he even started. But Reynir is absolutely not prepared for how soft the thing is, and the texture.... bad. The sickly sweetness is also fairly bad. He doesn't have Lalli's sweet tooth, so it's a real chore, getting the stuff down. He swallows it with a look of faint revulsion and admits: ]
That was...... really really gross.
[ This is a boy who has happily eaten mostly-rotten tuna, before.
Lalli had warned him. He really had. ]
What is this even supposed to be?!
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I don't know. They're terrible. [An abomination unto all dessertkind.] I found them in the truck.
[He kicks over a stray Twinkie on the ground forlornly. He'd taken so much of them and now they're useless.]
Maybe they're not for people.
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They can't be for people.
[ He refuses to believe they would be. Reynir looks at the rather sizeable amount of Twinkies and does not comment on the fact that Lalli hadn't bothered to even test one before he went to the trouble of bringing all these back. Instead he tries to think practically and suggests: ]
We could give them to the ranch animals. They don't taste rotten, just... gross.
[ There! A productive idea.
... And now he smirks, adds: ]
But we could save one and offer it to Onni, first?
[ He meets Lalli's gaze, conspiratorial, a scheming smile curling his mouth. ]
what year is it
...On the other hand, it does sound kind of funny.
He can't hold his glare for long, even in the face of Reynir, most annoying person in the world. A broken clock is right twice a day, and even Reynir can have a good idea once in a while.
Lalli looks pointedly at the unopened packs of Twinkies, still scattered on the ground.]
...It's not good to waste food.
[That's the closest thing to an agreement Reynir will get from him.]
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Hey, Onni, I'm with Lalli.
[ He gives information on where they are and adds: ]
Lalli scavenged a bunch of food from outside, but there's loads, can you come help move it?
[ Subtle enough, right? He tucks away the device and turns to Lalli again, head quirking to the side as he asks: ]
Is this all they had up there?
[ Jokes are fun and all but some useable food might be worth looking for... ]
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Yeah.
[Why do they even exist. Who would eat this.
Come to think of it, that might explain the sheer number of it that Lalli found.]
It was probably left here because it was gross.