Mauling Snarks (Worm) (Complete)

"Hello again Eidolon," Taylor said as the Triumvirate member entered the room. Franklin and Whitney had left them alone, and David's therapist on record was monitoring. Apparently he had a habit of skipping out on his scheduled sessions, so having Taylor forcing him into one was seen as a good thing. "Please have a seat."

Not sure about this, but...

"therapist on record" - should that be therapist-of-record, as in physician-of-record?

Nicely put together story, can see very few flaws in this.
 
I read this as "in pubic", which answers the question, but doesn't help any.

Imagine a poor Tinker, with the name 'Telecom', who claims that their specialisation is 'remote control of portable systems', but their actual area is...
teledildonics.

And, remember, leave the "Reach out and touch someone" jokes to the professionals. :)
:)

Also, note that the next page has a numerological significance (for IT people)...
 
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Since it won't necessarily come up in-story, the tinker provided the item in question when a call was made for "things to have a Ward identify" - Unless the tinker honestly didn't know what they'd actually made they will get yelled at a little.
It could be amusing if it was a miscommunication at a different level. Tinker is notified that a Ward needs Tinkertech to identify. Tinker is busy, tells teammate to grab old projects to send for testing someone. Teammate is sick of another teammate playing practical jokes with an old Tinkertech sextoy, and includes it just to get it away from them. So, while the Tinker was told an underage colleague would be handling things, the one that actually loaded the package wasn't.
 
It could be amusing if it was a miscommunication at a different level. Tinker is notified that a Ward needs Tinkertech to identify. Tinker is busy, tells teammate to grab old projects to send for testing someone. Teammate is sick of another teammate playing practical jokes with an old Tinkertech sextoy, and includes it just to get it away from them. So, while the Tinker was told an underage colleague would be handling things, the one that actually loaded the package wasn't.
This makes considerably more sense (and is infinitely more entertaining) than what apparently (?) happened. We need a canon omake.
 
Dern it! The ratings system definitely requires an overhaul. :(
There just ain't enough categories. :confused:
Surely this post is deserving of a "Snicker" category, sort of midway between "Like" and "Funny". :rolleyes:
And we definitely need a "Groan" category for when the pun wars erupt! :facepalm:
I'm not sure 'erupt' is the best way to describe things in the current bit of discussion. Unless you were going for that bit of innuendo, in which case...good job?
 
Since it won't necessarily come up in-story, the tinker provided the item in question when a call was made for "things to have a Ward identify" - Unless the tinker honestly didn't know what they'd actually made they will get yelled at a little.

I forgot to say this earlier, but when I first read about it I wondered for a moment whether she'd ask to keep it and was disappointed for some reason. Can't remember why though.
 
It's intended for use internally, and is someone's tinkertech bedroom toy. She had no intention of touching it, regardless of how well it's been cleaned.

And I don't blame her at all.
 
And how exactly did you connect a tinkertech sex toy/ torture device (remember, it said pleasure/pain device...:o) with Contessa? unless you think she has 'path to bdsm' put aside for her night off...?:whistle:
 
I'm not sure 'erupt' is the best way to describe things in the current bit of discussion. Unless you were going for that bit of innuendo, in which case...good job?

Warning: If you have a pun war last for longer than 4 pages, see a Moderator immediately

Immature jokes aside, I could see the pleasure+pain device being something built by a medical device tinker (based on vibrators originally being a medical tool)
 
Missing Path to Lunch (DarKenJoiz)
Now I'm picturing Contessa standing in front of a full fridge because PtV went on strike, and without it she can't decide what to eat for lunch.
"Path to making a grilled cheese sandwich."
[NEGATION]
"Nothing? Well, maybe it's just ignoring the common sense steps. So, bread and cheese."
[EXCITEMENT]
"This looks like a good bread. And blue cheese will match the blue bread."
[CONFUSION]
"Now, how hot is this supposed to be? I don't have that much time, so all the way up. Glad these Tinkertech grills can reach so high."
[SHOCK]
"Hm...when am I supposed to flip this?"
[IGNORE]
"Path says...wait?"
[IGNORE]
"It's...supposed to be smoking like that, right?"
[EMBARRASSMENT]
"Just gotta wait for the right time to flip this sandwich...."
[HORROR]
"Why is it raining inside? And what's that racket? Path to the kitchen sane again!"
[SHOCK, AMUSEMENT]
 
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