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http://twitter.com/BlorpQuestYou are Urist Twelfthbay, and you are the moe personification of Dwarf Fortress. It's a strange mix, one that makes you both a short, stout creature fond of drink and industry AND a tiny beardless anime girl with braids, but it's a mix that you've grown accustomed to thanks to the wonders of alcohol.
Right now, you're in Neptune's room in the Planeptune Basilicom. You're sitting on the bed, legs swinging back and forth as you watch a buncha people playing some goddamned vidya. Again.
You're still not entirely sure how or why this shit is happening a /second/ time.
Up until a few minutes ago, you were almost certain that Neptune's friends were on the verge of murdering you for somehow accidentally ass- or boob-slapping them, which happened when you dodged their /first/ attempt at murdering you for possibly being an Arfoire spy. (You really can't fucking win.)
Except, somehow, Neptune completely defused the situation.
"How did you break in!?" IF- the girl in the blue trenchcoat- had been yelling, angrily wiping away tears of pain as she clambered to her feet. "I will /break/ you if you even think of lying-"
"Hi Iffy!" Neptune had chirruped, waving like she didn't have a care in the world.
"And you! You've got to be some sort of Arfoire clone, the /real/ Neptune is somewhere else-"
"It's okay, we took care of that! Urist here broke me out of my coma by smuggling me out inside her head!"
"She WHAT-"
"Oh! Look, look, I have a little sister now! Say hi to the nice girl, Nep Jr.! Awwww, lookit that, she's shy."
"You have a WHAT-"
"Haha, the look on your face, Iffy! Gosh, I should take a picture-"
"Don't you DARE-"
(Cont.)
