A raccoon stole my shoe nd I"m about to burn my house down
❰ furiously typed as she throws herself through an opening in the bottom of her cabin's porch, raccoon tail just narrowly missed from her clutches. she's out for BLOOD!!! ❱
❰ there's something unnerving about a robot woman just wandering around all smiley in the woods. kind of dig it. ❱
ASAP or the place is literally going up I'm not joking around here
❰ she's just thrown her phone into the mud and leaves to begin ripping boards off the side of the porch, if that's any indication of how serious she is. ❱
[ Even if Luusi does decide to try and burn it down, R.O.S.I.E. is capable of firefighting. One of her many skills! ]
I'm here! [ The blond calls out once she arrives. One of her eyes is solid blue now, instead of just a ring, as she scans the area to pinpoint the creature. ] I'm guessing you haven't had any luck in getting at the raccoon yet.
❰ it's actually pretty obvious, based on how luusi is flopped on the ground outsided the hole in her cabin's skirting, dirty and covered in crinkled, dead leaves. ❱
Not one bit. Setting the whole thing alight is still on the table.
[ As she says that, her hand just kind of... disconnects at the wrist. Beneath the skin is a metal stub with a connecting port. Presumably, she has this in most of her limbs for disassembly. It does come in handy (ha) sometimes though to be able to take yourself apart.
The hand "walks" beneath the skirting. There's the sound of a hiss, scratching, and a bit more struggle before her hand - fingers circled around the raccoon's neck - skates across the ground. The creature struggles but the grip is tight enough not to choke but restrain.]
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Text - un: vivi.ornitier
did you ask the raccoon for your shoe back?
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I'm not asking for shit from a raccoon, the little slime should leave things alone that dont belong to it
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if you burn your house down you'll burn your shoe up too
what if you give it something else? maybe then it won't want your shoe anymore!
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It took my shoe because it's about the only thing of value in this hovel
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It must have thought your shoe was food. If I had food I'd let you have it to give the raccoon.
@r.o.s.i.e.
I can get the raccoon for you and retrieve your shoe.
Would you also like me to make something from its pelt?
[ Robomurder mode: engaged. ]
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But I think I'd rather take you up on your offer as Im a damsel in distress right now.
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I'd offer you a better place to stay, but I don't have one.
[ Kind of pointless to claim a cabin or apartment when you don't need to do things like sleep or eat. The woods are cool. It's fine. ]
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ASAP or the place is literally going up I'm not joking around here
❰ she's just thrown her phone into the mud and leaves to begin ripping boards off the side of the porch, if that's any indication of how serious she is. ❱
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I'm here! [ The blond calls out once she arrives. One of her eyes is solid blue now, instead of just a ring, as she scans the area to pinpoint the creature. ] I'm guessing you haven't had any luck in getting at the raccoon yet.
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Not one bit. Setting the whole thing alight is still on the table.
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[ As she says that, her hand just kind of... disconnects at the wrist. Beneath the skin is a metal stub with a connecting port. Presumably, she has this in most of her limbs for disassembly. It does come in handy (ha) sometimes though to be able to take yourself apart.
The hand "walks" beneath the skirting. There's the sound of a hiss, scratching, and a bit more struggle before her hand - fingers circled around the raccoon's neck - skates across the ground. The creature struggles but the grip is tight enough not to choke but restrain.]
You can do with it as you see fit.
late as fuck but idc, @stupid.dumb.naive.idiot
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