i'm the drudge that goes again and again [open]

[hauntedsavior]

WHO: Anna Lehmann and you!
WHERE: All around the city
WHEN: Throughout June
WHAT: Birthday stuff, event stuff, it's a catch-all, who knows
WARNINGS: Swearing, weed drugs, alcohol, monster blood, slight body horror but more psychologically?, will keep this updated

a. upload me to the robot brain [apprassage, 6/4, closed to Astin]

Come over.

The message gets sent out early, maybe around 7:00AM, when Anna wakes up and it feels like her legs have completely fallen asleep. She can't even kick out of her sheets. Fine, god, she'll do this the old-fashioned way—

And she sees it. It's started. Her legs look fucked up, unnatural, and she bends forward at her waist and runs her hand over the smooth black material on her right leg and the patches of skin on her left and her breath hitches because she still has breath to hitch. It's not done.

Her hands reach behind her and fumble for her phone. Shortly after the first message, she tries pulling herself up to a sitting position on her futon and her legs just feel like dead weight. None of it's really hit her yet but it's sure as hell going to. Another desperate text gets pounded out.

Not a request.

b. loosen up, time to drop [apprassage, on and around 6/16]

Christ. 27. Well, she can't say she expected to make it this far. She's taking the entire 16th as a personal day, staying inside and only leaving the complex if she absolutely has to go out and get something. She's been pushing herself far too hard lately and she just needs time to relax so she doesn't burn out in a different way. Maybe Astin's on their way over. Maybe Rose, maybe somebody entirely unexpected. She doesn't know and frankly she doesn't really care.

At least by now she's mostly used to being part robot. There's still... feeling in her legs, and her brain is starting to connect the dots there and register them as her own. It doesn't hurt, and she can walk just fine. Hell, she feels like she could walk for miles without even getting tired. But she could still use some time to unwind. Which means getting impaired to her comfort level and trying to relax.

c. the robot's here if the robots paid [all districts, all month]

This is her city. It's always going to be her city. And if Retrospec needs her help to bring it back to the way it should be, it's an easy fix. She's doing everything she physically and emotionally can, based off Zee's suggestions, in each district of the city. Catch her in Enprise delivering packages to people on her own two (robotic) feet, or run into her shoplifting in Chata! Sneak up on her doing some vigilante gardening in Viea Village! Challenge her to an eating competition in Tisse! The choices are yours and yours alone.

((if it's in blue or green, that's definitely something she's doing this month and is totally open to jump into. yellow ones will need some OOC discussion, and red are things she wouldn't be caught dead doing.))

d. fuck shit up, don't forget about it [outskirts, all month]

The problem with getting a couple new limbs—well, replacement limbs—well, one of the problems—is that they really need some breaking in, don't they? And lucky Anna, because she's fixing to break some things. She'll more likely be on the paths that would normally lead to Pesgare or Magatus, taking out some of her extremely complicated emotions on the encroaching monsters there. It's not often that a bloodstained swordswoman with what appears to be way-too-high black stockings shows up and starts killing things, starts severing limbs. But hell, if it's a war they want, she's good at that.

?. nonagon infinity opens the door [additional top levels to come as things happen]

Comments

[hauntedsavior]

Still smells like you, bitch. [that's a joke, but not much of one. she straightens her back and pulls out her bong, which isn't a very fancy thing but like whatever, not like she needs to get high in front of the queen, and steps back, leaving the closet open and turning to Rose while they walk.]

Gave it up when my roommate moved in since there was no way I was gonna let both of us wear leather. Haven't seen him since our first month on the app together, so, like, who the hell knows. Maybe the app spooked him so bad he had to get the fuck out or something, but he keeps paying his half of the rent, so whatever.

[fuck, she's talking a lot. she needs to get cake and smoke in her face right now, and maybe not in that order. Anna cracks the window, letting in the summer air, and grabs her weed and lighter from under the kitchen sink, like where an adult would keep it.]

You want first go? I know it's my birthday, but you're the guest.

[blacksong]

Maybe that's a sign to bust it back out. Didn't you say it's time to bring back the goth punk look anyways?

[It's a joke too, and she tries to keep it focused on just that. The lack of details about what on earth happened to Anna's roommate is yet another sign of how invasive and unsettling the app is in their lives, and frankly speaking, Rose is not here to spend time thinking about that. There's a time to face weird, hard questions and actually think about things, but NOT TONIGHT.

She waves her hand at Anna's question though, gestures for her to go first.]

And you're the birthday girl. You go ahead, I'm just here for the wild ride you're driving.

[hauntedsavior]

[this is damn sure not the time to go face-to-face with any hard questions. this is the time to get crossfaded to shit, eat some cake, and chill out with the first and best friend Anna made in this city like nothing else exists outside these apartment walls. so she'll take the first hit, and Anna's probably gonna go back and forth with Rose on this while holding a conversation until she feels herself hitting that good place.]

I'm just behind the wheel of a car you started, girl. You turned me into an underage drinking asshole lesbian and I cannot thank you enough for it. Don't even wanna think about what I'd have been if it weren't for you.

[blacksong]

[It's been a while since she's used marijuana in any way given that alcohol is usually her sole poison, so she just follows Anna's lead and takes her share after.]

Someone much more accepted by society's standards, I'm sure, but where's the fun in that?

[hauntedsavior]

Hear hear. And, like, dude, if I can be half as good an influence on you as you've been on me, I'll fuckin' take that.

[she sounds literally completely sincere. even with what it did to her family life, Anna still knows she's better off like this.]

[blacksong]

You're probably one of the only good influences in my life, honest to god. [She says it so frankly it could almost be a joke, but she means it completely seriously. A relationship that got fucked up so completely yet still managed to recover into the close friendship they have now? She can count how many she has of those on one hand. Them just getting along still is a good influence on her.] Besides, you're getting me crossfaded here. If that's not a good influence, what is?

[But y'know, what's talking about your actual feelings, let alone in person?? Rose sure doesn't know!!]

[hauntedsavior]

Damn right.

[she definitely cannot bring up the idea of being honest with her feelings right now. not in person, no matter how fucked up she gets with Rose, and besides—didn't she say she'd tone down being gay tonight? with that and the chemicals in her brain, she can't even protest the idea that she of all people is a consistently good influence to Rose.]

Come on, let's cap this shit off. [she's more than ready to cut into the cake and finally give what Rose brought a taste, and for a second she forgot the message Rose got put on there and starts laughing again. it's a shame it'll ruin the whole concept of cutting a cake like a regular human person would to give Rose the entire middle word, but with some extremely careful slicing, Anna manages a narrow band of cake with "Fuc" intact. yes, she's extremely pleased with herself, especially as she cuts up the rest of it with a smug look on her face the whole time.]

Sorry, but I think I gotta get the "Fuc" slice.

[blacksong]

[She gives a bark of laughter at that, loud and easy. Sure being crossfaded helps along with it, but god does it feel good to laugh so easily.]

No apologies necessary, you deserve it.