Irene Harper, at your service!!

She/it Cousin of MIA lead engineer C. Harper A normal crewmate Always happy to help! (Or, a silly among us rp blogggg)

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Hello!! I’m Irene, here on Polus to study the planet’s decay and crater! I was sent to the planet earlier so you won’t know me, but you might be familiar with @a-tired-technician, my cousin!

I use it/she and just really love the planet itself, so please be kind to it.

If you need to know anything, don’t be afraid to ask! And if anything is awry, just let me know. I probably can fix it :)

(images and ooc under the cut, warming for horror and teeth)

this is “Irene”, Cats “cousin”

An imposter, because well, that mouth (species wise? Some sort of carnivorous shapeshifter)

Mod is once again @/that-weird-bee and uh. Yeah. :3

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I wonder where I’d be if I didn’t kill him before he could snitch on me. I glad he’s gone. He was such a close-minded fool.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…what.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

*It flinches, not expecting anyone to overhear it monologging to itself.*

This is irrelevant to you.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Nono I wanna hear it. Sounds cool.

Did you know here on Polus we have a tradition of eating our dead? nothing on the spine or brain of course, that’s just too risky.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

… Is your biology convergent with vertebrates or are you a vertebrate yourself?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Vertebrate. Theres are there any cams in the lab? If not I could probably show you what I look like out of this form.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

The only cameras here are my own.

If you are a vertebrate, that means a vertebrate was carried here from Earth at some point—a vertebrate that you descended from. Odd.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Something like that. Anyway, I don’t think that was a no? Do you want me to shift like. Here or something?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I wonder where I’d be if I didn’t kill him before he could snitch on me. I glad he’s gone. He was such a close-minded fool.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…what.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

*It flinches, not expecting anyone to overhear it monologging to itself.*

This is irrelevant to you.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Nono I wanna hear it. Sounds cool.

Did you know here on Polus we have a tradition of eating our dead? nothing on the spine or brain of course, that’s just too risky.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

… Is your biology convergent with vertebrates or are you a vertebrate yourself?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Vertebrate. Theres are there any cams in the lab? If not I could probably show you what I look like out of this form.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I wonder where I’d be if I didn’t kill him before he could snitch on me. I glad he’s gone. He was such a close-minded fool.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…what.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

*It flinches, not expecting anyone to overhear it monologging to itself.*

This is irrelevant to you.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Nono I wanna hear it. Sounds cool.

Did you know here on Polus we have a tradition of eating our dead? nothing on the spine or brain of course, that’s just too risky.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I wonder where I’d be if I didn’t kill him before he could snitch on me. I glad he’s gone. He was such a close-minded fool.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…what.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why-yy do you care?

*The pain seeps through their voice.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because Mimi cares about you and I think it’s in my best interest to ensure you’re alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Whyy-yy does Mimmmi matter to you? What’s your bestt-t interest?

*Each word comes out with a pained hiss.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because me and Mimi have… similar interests. And so if I keep you safe, it’s best for it as well as me.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

What sss-species are you?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…you know?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You stateddd thaaat your interesssssts align-n with Mimi’s. I inferrred.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Ah. Well, yes. I’m a shapeshifter. From this very planet, so would I count as an alien life form? Not sure.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

And what is your species name?

*Something seems to shift beneath the surface of Conifer’s gloves as it lets out a small squeak of pain.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

In English I would be a Polaran Mimic.

…now that I’ve told you about that, do you mind if I know what’s moving there?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Your scientific one, idiot..

*They conceal their hand with, well, their other hand.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Oh. Imitor Polaris. You avoided the question, though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I ignored it because you have no right to know.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Would you like me to get Mimi instead?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why? I can handle this myselff..

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You shouldn’t have to, though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I’d very much preferr to.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Alright, fine. I can’t force anything on you, but I’m not going to leave. If you want, I can turn my back and you let me know if you need any help.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Then I’ll leave.

*It walks back towards its garden, still clutching its hand.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…oh. Alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why-yy do you care?

*The pain seeps through their voice.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because Mimi cares about you and I think it’s in my best interest to ensure you’re alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Whyy-yy does Mimmmi matter to you? What’s your bestt-t interest?

*Each word comes out with a pained hiss.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because me and Mimi have… similar interests. And so if I keep you safe, it’s best for it as well as me.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

What sss-species are you?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…you know?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You stateddd thaaat your interesssssts align-n with Mimi’s. I inferrred.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Ah. Well, yes. I’m a shapeshifter. From this very planet, so would I count as an alien life form? Not sure.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

And what is your species name?

*Something seems to shift beneath the surface of Conifer’s gloves as it lets out a small squeak of pain.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

In English I would be a Polaran Mimic.

…now that I’ve told you about that, do you mind if I know what’s moving there?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Your scientific one, idiot..

*They conceal their hand with, well, their other hand.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Oh. Imitor Polaris. You avoided the question, though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I ignored it because you have no right to know.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Would you like me to get Mimi instead?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why? I can handle this myselff..

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You shouldn’t have to, though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I’d very much preferr to.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Alright, fine. I can’t force anything on you, but I’m not going to leave. If you want, I can turn my back and you let me know if you need any help.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why-yy do you care?

*The pain seeps through their voice.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because Mimi cares about you and I think it’s in my best interest to ensure you’re alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Whyy-yy does Mimmmi matter to you? What’s your bestt-t interest?

*Each word comes out with a pained hiss.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because me and Mimi have… similar interests. And so if I keep you safe, it’s best for it as well as me.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

What sss-species are you?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…you know?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You stateddd thaaat your interesssssts align-n with Mimi’s. I inferrred.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Ah. Well, yes. I’m a shapeshifter. From this very planet, so would I count as an alien life form? Not sure.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

And what is your species name?

*Something seems to shift beneath the surface of Conifer’s gloves as it lets out a small squeak of pain.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

In English I would be a Polaran Mimic.

…now that I’ve told you about that, do you mind if I know what’s moving there?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Your scientific one, idiot..

*They conceal their hand with, well, their other hand.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Oh. Imitor Polaris. You avoided the question, though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I ignored it because you have no right to know.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Would you like me to get Mimi instead?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why? I can handle this myselff..

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You shouldn’t have to, though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why-yy do you care?

*The pain seeps through their voice.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because Mimi cares about you and I think it’s in my best interest to ensure you’re alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Whyy-yy does Mimmmi matter to you? What’s your bestt-t interest?

*Each word comes out with a pained hiss.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because me and Mimi have… similar interests. And so if I keep you safe, it’s best for it as well as me.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

What sss-species are you?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…you know?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You stateddd thaaat your interesssssts align-n with Mimi’s. I inferrred.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Ah. Well, yes. I’m a shapeshifter. From this very planet, so would I count as an alien life form? Not sure.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

And what is your species name?

*Something seems to shift beneath the surface of Conifer’s gloves as it lets out a small squeak of pain.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

In English I would be a Polaran Mimic.

…now that I’ve told you about that, do you mind if I know what’s moving there?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Your scientific one, idiot..

*They conceal their hand with, well, their other hand.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Oh. Imitor Polaris. You avoided the question, though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I ignored it because you have no right to know.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Would you like me to get Mimi instead?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why-yy do you care?

*The pain seeps through their voice.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because Mimi cares about you and I think it’s in my best interest to ensure you’re alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Whyy-yy does Mimmmi matter to you? What’s your bestt-t interest?

*Each word comes out with a pained hiss.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because me and Mimi have… similar interests. And so if I keep you safe, it’s best for it as well as me.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

What sss-species are you?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…you know?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You stateddd thaaat your interesssssts align-n with Mimi’s. I inferrred.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Ah. Well, yes. I’m a shapeshifter. From this very planet, so would I count as an alien life form? Not sure.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

And what is your species name?

*Something seems to shift beneath the surface of Conifer’s gloves as it lets out a small squeak of pain.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

In English I would be a Polaran Mimic.

…now that I’ve told you about that, do you mind if I know what’s moving there?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Your scientific one, idiot..

*They conceal their hand with, well, their other hand.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Oh. Imitor Polaris. You avoided the question, though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why-yy do you care?

*The pain seeps through their voice.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because Mimi cares about you and I think it’s in my best interest to ensure you’re alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Whyy-yy does Mimmmi matter to you? What’s your bestt-t interest?

*Each word comes out with a pained hiss.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because me and Mimi have… similar interests. And so if I keep you safe, it’s best for it as well as me.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

What sss-species are you?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…you know?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You stateddd thaaat your interesssssts align-n with Mimi’s. I inferrred.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Ah. Well, yes. I’m a shapeshifter. From this very planet, so would I count as an alien life form? Not sure.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

And what is your species name?

*Something seems to shift beneath the surface of Conifer’s gloves as it lets out a small squeak of pain.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

In English I would be a Polaran Mimic.

…now that I’ve told you about that, do you mind if I know what’s moving there?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why-yy do you care?

*The pain seeps through their voice.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because Mimi cares about you and I think it’s in my best interest to ensure you’re alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Whyy-yy does Mimmmi matter to you? What’s your bestt-t interest?

*Each word comes out with a pained hiss.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because me and Mimi have… similar interests. And so if I keep you safe, it’s best for it as well as me.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

What sss-species are you?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…you know?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You stateddd thaaat your interesssssts align-n with Mimi’s. I inferrred.

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Ah. Well, yes. I’m a shapeshifter. From this very planet, so would I count as an alien life form? Not sure.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why-yy do you care?

*The pain seeps through their voice.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because Mimi cares about you and I think it’s in my best interest to ensure you’re alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Whyy-yy does Mimmmi matter to you? What’s your bestt-t interest?

*Each word comes out with a pained hiss.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because me and Mimi have… similar interests. And so if I keep you safe, it’s best for it as well as me.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

What sss-species are you?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

…you know?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why-yy do you care?

*The pain seeps through their voice.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because Mimi cares about you and I think it’s in my best interest to ensure you’re alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Whyy-yy does Mimmmi matter to you? What’s your bestt-t interest?

*Each word comes out with a pained hiss.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because me and Mimi have… similar interests. And so if I keep you safe, it’s best for it as well as me.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Why-yy do you care?

*The pain seeps through their voice.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

Because Mimi cares about you and I think it’s in my best interest to ensure you’re alright.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Ow. Ow. OW. FUCK. THAT HURTS. OW. OW.

*It collapses just outside of its garden, clutching its hand tightly.*

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

You okay?

[a-normal-necroplanetologist]

There is some flashing and eyes so beware of that

Yeah. Uhm.

people in it

@when-the-crewmate-is-stupid

@conifer-the-crewmate

@security-by-any-other-name

@toosillytobetheimposter

@totally-trustworthy-crewmate

@idk-im-new-here-help

Farah (orange) and Cat (brown) are also me. Fuck I have three entire blogs related to this I think I have a hyperfixation