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@archimedean-otak
hey, chip!
did you see all these whatsits and who-huhs down here? who knew all of this stuff was just down in the ground!
loid said i could use this thing if no one else was. the normal loid! not the tall one who's been coming around doing… whatever it is he does.
he thinks it might help me, too! with the… damage. writing things down. i try not to worry about that too much. why would i, when there's mining to be done?
Otak, have you met any cephalons besides your buddy Loid? Any come to visit, or have you peeked into any communication channels?
hey chip!
funny you should ask! chip's been bringing some other cephalon by, the last few visits; i can never get a handle on his name... ordan... orthos... but he controls their ship! wouldn't that be fun? having a little body AND a big body?
horrible conversationalist though. he doesn't even care about minerals! all he wants to talk about is his operator and killing. i tried to get loid to talk with him too, since he's my best friend and might make things easier, but he didn't want to. i think he was afraid of something, which is really unlike loid!
that's it. the necramites are terrible at small talk! they don't even speak!
you have to send me asks or i kill and kill and kill
i forgor this website does not have anon asks on by default. my bad
you have to send me asks or i kill and kill and kill
another beau-ti-ful day on deimos! you can barely even smell the ground rotting!
chip has been stopping by less and less! must be doing a lot of running around on some other planets. maybe they're getting gifts for everyone.
I think the family is getting antsy. They were doing such a good job at keeping people together. Then tall Loid showed up it feels like every step forward is 2 back
oh well! at least i have you, pom-2! and chip! i'll keep my peepers peeled for when they get back.
good bye pom-2!
chip have you seen this! can you believe it!
it's like a mirror. scary!
i have to keep this blog alive until summer when the next big update comes out and all the other rp blogs come back. looks into the distance
have you ever wondered what a warframe looks like?
loid tells me citrine was one. but she exploded, so i guess there's none left!
good bye pom-2!
MINERAL TIPS 2
hi chip! ever wonder "where the heck do i even get minerals?"
first, you get them from mining! where do you mine?
go in there!
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in the dark?
go in the dark!
MINERAL TIPS 2
hi chip! ever wonder "where the heck do i even get minerals?"
first, you get them from mining! where do you mine?
go in there!
looks pretty good, huh?
Two piles of colorful, barely palm-sized, rough cut gemstones. A stack of flat discs adorned with tarnished gold. An off-white flesh-metal hand delicately taking from their closest pile, examining, setting it into the further one, then taking one or two discs for themself. The trading has been going on for so long that Otak has stopped saying his usual thank-yous to simply gaze happily at his growing pile of minerals.
"It's odd," the white, sapphire and coral figure starts. "You remember Entrati. The main head of the, uh, family."
"Sure! I think he went on a trip recently..."
"Something like that." Plink. Glitter. Shuffle. Scrape. "He was pretending to be some... I guess, religious-y guy. When he met the folks downstairs. It just seems so... He's, like, a scientist..." They continue this way, hemming and hawing through thoughts. Otak's memory, fried as it is, can only follow the conversation for so long before resetting to try and parse new information. The talking breaks up the trading as his disc pile lowers with every precious rock gifted.
Some words jump out. Sol. Lua. Ancient peoples, ancient worship. Some inner processors, making up the hardware of the Necraloid, whirr to unbidden life. "I don't think I remember anything about that from, uh, before. But my memory is so screwed up. I should've paid more attention in class..."
"Aw, don't worry about it, Chip! I know plenty about that stuff!"
The hand freezes over the smaller of the two gem piles. "You do? Really?"
"Sure! I've read all about that. But I'm not supposed to." Otak's voice, light as ever, some bizarre pride in his knowledge of the unknowable. "And I've definitely never been to any secret sect meetings, or..."
"Really?!" Instead of reaching for the token stack, they reach for Otak. In the moments before his memory refreshes, the image of a gilded hand moving much in the same way comes to him: a slap on the shoulder, a job well done.
"Really interested in whatever you're trading, Chip!" His mechanical body bounces up and down briefly. The dual-antlered figure doesn't change expression; much like Otak, they simply can't.
"Yeah. Let's finish up here, then I should head downstairs." The near-silent trade resumes.
the family's been acting pretty funny lately! since chip's been coming around, the necralisk was so much quieter. but it's loud again, what with taller loid coming out from the underground. and his three new friends!
i talked to one of them for the first time, and she already knew my name! i must be pretty well-known for my mining down here. didn't want to talk about that though; just about where she's from.
wish she talked about whatever rocks are down here. just about where she's from. but i already knew! i've forgotten more about sol and lua than most people have ever remembered! wish she talked about rocks. just about where she's from. just about sol and lua. i don't remember anything about sol and lua.
excited to meet some of tall loid's friends in the future!
good bye pom-2!
hey chip! check out this picture i found!
let me know what you think!
MINERAL TIPS
hi chip! you know whenever you mine something up, you can come to me about it!
but if loid's talking and you're unsure, here are some things you can do to identify whatever you just dug up! use your senses!
LOOK: get your mineral of choice reaaaaaaaaaaaaaally close to your face! your eyes even! look out for different colors and layers! can't see too well? look closer!
TOUCH: i can't do this one, but you can! is it sharp or smooth? if you hit it, what happens? is it wet? congratulations!
SOUND: find something to bang your mineral against! is it a ▭ sound or a ▯ sound?
SMELL: stinky?
TASTE: can't help here.
remember all your findings, and then talk to me about it!
