The door opens to the cafe, and a heavily armed Cyborg in MTF gear walks in. A patch on his arms identifies which one he belongs to: the legendary MTF Tau-5, "Samsara." He walks in, grumbling about "Bureaucrats" and "mandatory vacations." under his breath. He seems a bit more...sapient? than most Tau-5 members.
Nessa stands at attention. "Um... Anything wrong, Sir?"
The MTF member turns to her. "At ease. O5 mandated vacation. Got exposed to a powerful Cognitohazard, and part of my programing was corrupted. Rather than destroy me, a leader of Tau-5, they decided a...break was a better option."
"And they don't have the Promthesues stuff to fix it?" They say, relaxing a bit
"To powerful a Cognitohazard. The only way they could've undone it was to give me Class-d Amnestics, which would've eliminated weeks, if not months of valuable experience."
"I see... um... What shall I refer to you as, Captain?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"How about some simple beer? You don't seem up for much."
"Sure, thanks." She lays her head down on the table and puts the pen in her pocket.
They serve some, one for her, one for themselves
She toasts Nessa and takes a big swig.
"To friendship!"
Treble splutters and says through a mouthful of beer, "To FrIeNdship!" Before coughing at beer down the wrong pipe.
"Oh, sorry... um... I'll wait for next time."
"No no, sorry, shouldn't have drunk any until you said the toast." She gives another cough before recovering.
"Its fine old friend."
"Sorry for unloading on you, like I said, it's been... a long day."
"Look, its not like I have anything else to do. This tavern has seen better days."
"I don't know. With all the stuff happening recently, your little bar might get some new patrons."
"Mmm... You do have a good point. With Mr. Anderson finally locked up, the old crowd might come back... and your right. New people as well."
"Exactly!"
"Your a good friend! Thanks for believing in me."
"No problem! I know what it's like to not have people believe in you... Anyways, what's been happening with you recently?"
"Um... Cleaning, yard sales, more cleaning... That stuff. Might go paratech shopping soon to be honest. MC&D released their new poormen's catalogue so I've been skimming that... Oh and summer solstice is coming up."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The door opens to the cafe, and a heavily armed Cyborg in MTF gear walks in. A patch on his arms identifies which one he belongs to: the legendary MTF Tau-5, "Samsara." He walks in, grumbling about "Bureaucrats" and "mandatory vacations." under his breath. He seems a bit more...sapient? than most Tau-5 members.
Nessa stands at attention. "Um... Anything wrong, Sir?"
The MTF member turns to her. "At ease. O5 mandated vacation. Got exposed to a powerful Cognitohazard, and part of my programing was corrupted. Rather than destroy me, a leader of Tau-5, they decided a...break was a better option."
"And they don't have the Promthesues stuff to fix it?" They say, relaxing a bit
"To powerful a Cognitohazard. The only way they could've undone it was to give me Class-d Amnestics, which would've eliminated weeks, if not months of valuable experience."
"I see... um... What shall I refer to you as, Captain?"
The door opens to the cafe, and a heavily armed Cyborg in MTF gear walks in. A patch on his arms identifies which one he belongs to: the legendary MTF Tau-5, "Samsara." He walks in, grumbling about "Bureaucrats" and "mandatory vacations." under his breath. He seems a bit more...sapient? than most Tau-5 members.
Nessa stands at attention. "Um... Anything wrong, Sir?"
The MTF member turns to her. "At ease. O5 mandated vacation. Got exposed to a powerful Cognitohazard, and part of my programing was corrupted. Rather than destroy me, a leader of Tau-5, they decided a...break was a better option."
"And they don't have the Promthesues stuff to fix it?" They say, relaxing a bit
"To powerful a Cognitohazard. The only way they could've undone it was to give me Class-d Amnestics, which would've eliminated weeks, if not months of valuable experience."
"I see... um... What shall I refer to you as, Captain?"
"I am Captain Irantu." He replies.
They offer a hand. "Thanks! I'm Nessa MacSullivan."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"How about some simple beer? You don't seem up for much."
"Sure, thanks." She lays her head down on the table and puts the pen in her pocket.
They serve some, one for her, one for themselves
She toasts Nessa and takes a big swig.
"To friendship!"
Treble splutters and says through a mouthful of beer, "To FrIeNdship!" Before coughing at beer down the wrong pipe.
"Oh, sorry... um... I'll wait for next time."
"No no, sorry, shouldn't have drunk any until you said the toast." She gives another cough before recovering.
"Its fine old friend."
"Sorry for unloading on you, like I said, it's been... a long day."
"Look, its not like I have anything else to do. This tavern has seen better days."
"I don't know. With all the stuff happening recently, your little bar might get some new patrons."
"Mmm... You do have a good point. With Mr. Anderson finally locked up, the old crowd might come back... and your right. New people as well."
"Exactly!"
"Your a good friend! Thanks for believing in me."
"No problem! I know what it's like to not have people believe in you... Anyways, what's been happening with you recently?"
"Um... Cleaning, yard sales, more cleaning... That stuff. Might go paratech shopping soon to be honest. MC&D released their new poormen's catalogue so I've been skimming that... Oh and summer solstice is coming up."
"Oh interesting... I don't think I have the new catalog. Could I borrow it for some light reading?"
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
The door opens to the cafe, and a heavily armed Cyborg in MTF gear walks in. A patch on his arms identifies which one he belongs to: the legendary MTF Tau-5, "Samsara." He walks in, grumbling about "Bureaucrats" and "mandatory vacations." under his breath. He seems a bit more...sapient? than most Tau-5 members.
Nessa stands at attention. "Um... Anything wrong, Sir?"
The MTF member turns to her. "At ease. O5 mandated vacation. Got exposed to a powerful Cognitohazard, and part of my programing was corrupted. Rather than destroy me, a leader of Tau-5, they decided a...break was a better option."
"And they don't have the Promthesues stuff to fix it?" They say, relaxing a bit
"To powerful a Cognitohazard. The only way they could've undone it was to give me Class-d Amnestics, which would've eliminated weeks, if not months of valuable experience."
"I see... um... What shall I refer to you as, Captain?"
"I am Captain Irantu." He replies.
They offer a hand. "Thanks! I'm Nessa MacSullivan."
He shakes it, restraining is supernatural strength. "Pleasure to meet you, Ms. MacSullivan."
"How about some simple beer? You don't seem up for much."
"Sure, thanks." She lays her head down on the table and puts the pen in her pocket.
They serve some, one for her, one for themselves
She toasts Nessa and takes a big swig.
"To friendship!"
Treble splutters and says through a mouthful of beer, "To FrIeNdship!" Before coughing at beer down the wrong pipe.
"Oh, sorry... um... I'll wait for next time."
"No no, sorry, shouldn't have drunk any until you said the toast." She gives another cough before recovering.
"Its fine old friend."
"Sorry for unloading on you, like I said, it's been... a long day."
"Look, its not like I have anything else to do. This tavern has seen better days."
"I don't know. With all the stuff happening recently, your little bar might get some new patrons."
"Mmm... You do have a good point. With Mr. Anderson finally locked up, the old crowd might come back... and your right. New people as well."
"Exactly!"
"Your a good friend! Thanks for believing in me."
"No problem! I know what it's like to not have people believe in you... Anyways, what's been happening with you recently?"
"Um... Cleaning, yard sales, more cleaning... That stuff. Might go paratech shopping soon to be honest. MC&D released their new poormen's catalogue so I've been skimming that... Oh and summer solstice is coming up."
"Oh interesting... I don't think I have the new catalog. Could I borrow it for some light reading?"
"Um... Sure. Just don't break it or something."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The door opens to the cafe, and a heavily armed Cyborg in MTF gear walks in. A patch on his arms identifies which one he belongs to: the legendary MTF Tau-5, "Samsara." He walks in, grumbling about "Bureaucrats" and "mandatory vacations." under his breath. He seems a bit more...sapient? than most Tau-5 members.
Nessa stands at attention. "Um... Anything wrong, Sir?"
The MTF member turns to her. "At ease. O5 mandated vacation. Got exposed to a powerful Cognitohazard, and part of my programing was corrupted. Rather than destroy me, a leader of Tau-5, they decided a...break was a better option."
"And they don't have the Promthesues stuff to fix it?" They say, relaxing a bit
"To powerful a Cognitohazard. The only way they could've undone it was to give me Class-d Amnestics, which would've eliminated weeks, if not months of valuable experience."
"I see... um... What shall I refer to you as, Captain?"
"I am Captain Irantu." He replies.
They offer a hand. "Thanks! I'm Nessa MacSullivan."
He shakes it, restraining is supernatural strength. "Pleasure to meet you, Ms. MacSullivan."
"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"How about some simple beer? You don't seem up for much."
"Sure, thanks." She lays her head down on the table and puts the pen in her pocket.
They serve some, one for her, one for themselves
She toasts Nessa and takes a big swig.
"To friendship!"
Treble splutters and says through a mouthful of beer, "To FrIeNdship!" Before coughing at beer down the wrong pipe.
"Oh, sorry... um... I'll wait for next time."
"No no, sorry, shouldn't have drunk any until you said the toast." She gives another cough before recovering.
"Its fine old friend."
"Sorry for unloading on you, like I said, it's been... a long day."
"Look, its not like I have anything else to do. This tavern has seen better days."
"I don't know. With all the stuff happening recently, your little bar might get some new patrons."
"Mmm... You do have a good point. With Mr. Anderson finally locked up, the old crowd might come back... and your right. New people as well."
"Exactly!"
"Your a good friend! Thanks for believing in me."
"No problem! I know what it's like to not have people believe in you... Anyways, what's been happening with you recently?"
"Um... Cleaning, yard sales, more cleaning... That stuff. Might go paratech shopping soon to be honest. MC&D released their new poormen's catalogue so I've been skimming that... Oh and summer solstice is coming up."
"Oh interesting... I don't think I have the new catalog. Could I borrow it for some light reading?"
"Um... Sure. Just don't break it or something."
"You know me. I'm extremely careful with things." She says this while holding her beer with two fingers.
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*Nice. Know of SCP?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Mmm... You do have a good point. With Mr. Anderson finally locked up, the old crowd might come back... and your right. New people as well."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I see... um... What shall I refer to you as, Captain?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Exactly!"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
[[ know of it? Yes. Ever really pay attention to it? No. ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Your a good friend! Thanks for believing in me."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Cool. Want a run down?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"No problem! I know what it's like to not have people believe in you... Anyways, what's been happening with you recently?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
[[ uh sure ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Um... Cleaning, yard sales, more cleaning... That stuff. Might go paratech shopping soon to be honest. MC&D released their new poormen's catalogue so I've been skimming that... Oh and summer solstice is coming up."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Okay, what do you know?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I am Captain Irantu." He replies.
They offer a hand. "Thanks! I'm Nessa MacSullivan."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Oh interesting... I don't think I have the new catalog. Could I borrow it for some light reading?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
He shakes it, restraining is supernatural strength. "Pleasure to meet you, Ms. MacSullivan."
"Um... Sure. Just don't break it or something."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
[[ scp is like creepypasta but not ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"You know me. I'm extremely careful with things." She says this while holding her beer with two fingers.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Do you know about the specifics of the world?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now