Audience - Richie

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week 3, wednesday

[hotfixer]

[ ramiel is in the jamboree. wandering in between the deactivated animatronics, sometimes idly tapping them. but hey. hi. ]

Oh. Hello, Richie.

[gutterbound]

Hey, Blue.

[Looking around at this highly cursed affair.]

Catching up with old friends?

[hotfixer]

[ THIS MICRO-AGGRESSION ]

... No.

[gutterbound]

[STOP HE DOESN'T KNOW. Sensing something is amiss...]

Was it something I said?

[I'm sorry but aside from the glow in these icons she looks very human and i will stand by my ic decision to not clock her as a beep boop okay you cannot entrap me like this]

[hotfixer]

No. Just... This is an organic body.

My mechanical body was not like these things at all.

[gutterbound]

[There's half a second's pause.]

—Oh, hell. I'm sorry, Blue, really, I didn't know. I would've made that crack at anyone, but...

[He touches at his neck, laughing abashedly.]

I have a special talent for putting my foot in my mouth.

[hotfixer]

[ this is kind of funny actually. ]

... That's okay. I forget sometimes who I've explained all of it too.

[gutterbound]

I get that. My big mistake is either assuming people will get some specific reference I make, or they won't understand something dead simple. I can't seem to strike the right balance with this crowd. Lotta chronological disparity going on.

[The way this game is so fucked for modern savviness.]

So. You've got a hell of an origin story, I take it.

[hotfixer]

I understand. It's hard to figure out where people sit when it comes to technology's advancement in their worlds. But it keeps things interesting.

[ she shrugs. ]

Sort of. I was the first of my kind. But there are many more like me, so it feels less impressive now.