The two Valkyries cautiously opened the door to Maker's home and stared at the lurking form within. Honestly, it wasn't that impressive. It just looked like a creepy, pupilless dog with a head of brown human hair.
And then it opened its mouth.
"Big brother... Edward?"
"No. And fuck you," Elise replied, seemingly on reflex.
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The girl in exile squinted at the haphazardly discarded needles surrounding the bed she'd awoken in, her vision still refusing to stabilize. There wasn't even a sharps container available.
"Wow. Symbie really did not do me any favors. And to think I'd thought she skipped all the rebellious phases."
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Shapira suppressed all non-essential body functions as Sanchez and Hebert stared deeply into each other's eyes. Sure, they might be exchanging designs, but it was the principle of the thing!
>> "Shapira, stop living vicariously through the kids and find yourself a goddamned boyfriend already." <<
>> "Okay, granny." <<
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Terror Drone #7, otherwise known as the Simurgh, turned to stare at the empty space where one of its wings used to be. How could her component shards have utterly failed to see anything? :MOTHER: was no longer around to override them.
By popular agreement, the components in question decided they didn't want to be forced to replay the moment over and over and over and over until That Song drove them all utterly mad.
<I know a song that gets on...>
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"Why are the sims just throwing up an error for the mass value?" "Value overflow?" "That's ridiculous and you know it." "Do not question the works of the Great You–" "Don't make me put you back to bed." "Oooh, I can help!" "...Kaja, who hurt you?"
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"Am I even a side character at this point? Have I just been demoted to background character?"
"Nobody cares, Koji!"
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The two Valkyries stared at the girl who was so out of it that she couldn't even focus long enough to meet their gazes.
"I am Root."
"You're on roots, that's what you are."
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Decimator stared at its her hands. Her five-fingered, squishy, fragile human hands, and the skirt-uniform beyond them. She now had a mouth and used it to scream.
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>> "Could you hurry it up? My Cadets are trying to stargaze and you're blocking the view." <<
>> "Why is she even flying in the first place? It's so wasteful." <<
>> "I'M SORRY, I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUNDS OF MY GIGANTIC ENGINES." <<
>> "Deaf and fat? Wow. You've really let yourself go." <<
>> "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT FROM SOMEONE WHO CAN'T GET OFF THE GROUND." <<
>> "Better down here than limping through the skies like a fat, injured pigeon." <<
>> "BITCH, DON'T MAKE ME LAND ON YOU." <<
>> "Try me, bitch. I've got my AA guns ready to receive." <<
"...Are inter-Arcology communications always like this?"
"No."
"Oh, goo–"
"They're usually worse."
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"Do we even have the budget to keep doing these? They're basically extra scenes at this point."
"What's a budget?"