I Can Change, I Can Change, I Can Change, I Can Change

If it Helps you Fall In Love || Hughie || He/Him || 32 || ((OCRP by Mick))

[scrapwarrior]

Ffffuck we actually got liftoff

Holy shit.

Open space, baby!

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[geminiagentgreen]

[system-a-naturae]

[silbervvind]

[boobcareer]

i am going to suck you off! *puts in plastic vampire teeth and gives you the worst blowjob imaginable*

[scrapwarrior]

FUCK I burned my pinky on my pipe.

I thought it was out but NOPE that's a hot fucking cherry.

[scrapwarrior]

HOKAY I'm three doubles in and halfway through this blunt. I managed to snub it without destroying it so I can smoke the rest if I make it to orbit.

I'll see you guys either in ten minutes, or as soon as I can jury-rig a phone in the afterlife.

Swinging with the hips on this one. Punching through with the leg and the shoulder.

[scrapwarrior]

Rigging up a computer is both easier and harder with this weirdass Partition stuff.

I probably should've worked out a more refined copy of the real thing, but Danton fireballing himself fucked up my timetable.

What I have is a half-finished prototype of Partition. I'm making it work though! At the very least I can manipulate code and split my consciousness (a few times). Enough to speedrun a working onboard ship computer.

[scrapwarrior]

Hell yeah baby, it's airtight!!

>This photo of Hughie's DIY starship shows a much more complete pile of shit. The escape pod, reconfigured into a cockpit, sits nestled within a sloped hull, most of which appears to have been ripped off of the half of a fighter he'd pulled from the garbarge, left as a heap in the background. A pair of simple, humanoid arms emerge from the wide, squat body of the ship, holding a pair... well, they look like they'll make the ship go forward, at least (if they don't explode). The bottom of the ship looks more like the hull of a boat than a starship, but somehow the little bastard has the cohesive outline and hallmarks of a flyable ship. A quick and dirty paint job has turned most of the scavenged fighter hull plates from fiery red to gunmetal grey, with a single yellow racing strip running along the length of the craft, thin and asymmetrically to the right.

[scrapwarrior]

I do it well, however it seems like I'm doing! I'm Hughie, and I like earnest! Spent too long hanging out around one depressed guy and a bunch of irony-poisoned types.

Any particular reason for the jubilation, or is any day on this side of the dirt a good enough reason? Also I ain't got an office so much as I have a uh. Eh. Sorry for the delay, by the way, I've been playing with engine parts all day.

[caligoascendant]

It's all quite alright! Such is the small pleasures of this medium, where our messages can be pleasant presents for others to come across. Good to greetcha, Hughie! As for jubilation, it's truthfully just good to be, though it's always good to greet new comers to boot! Do you often play with engine parts or is it more of a job thing, if you don't mind my asking?

[scrapwarrior]

That's good to hear! The length of time since your reply, and the fiddling with starship fungineering, are both part of the same job. Sort of a multiversal game of keep-away between me, my fellow apprentice, and every single person our late, insane master had pissed off enough to hold a grudge against him.

I've been making a ship out of like, junk, to get the hell outta dodge before anyone finds out what part of this scrapyard I'm squatting under.

[alexandriaocasiocortez]

Being a flop changed my life. The world is not my oyster, I am glowing. I walked into a pole this morning. There's very little I wouldn't do for $1,000

[scrapwarrior]

((i have a uh parallel personal sideblog on this account. even has a matching url to the other accounts personal

[scrapwarrior]

We're making good progress! As in, the engine doesn't explode. I just gotta steal fuel and I can probably get the fuck outta here. Hopefully quietly!

I don't like my odds in a dogfight against several of the people who've followed me.

[caligoascendant]

@scrapwarrior

Howdy do to you, new comer!

I, Caligo, greet you in earnest!

I'd greet you from my office, but earnest is much more fitting due to my jubilation. Doesn't get the oomph across as much, a bit bland honestly.

How do you do?

[scrapwarrior]

I do it well, however it seems like I'm doing! I'm Hughie, and I like earnest! Spent too long hanging out around one depressed guy and a bunch of irony-poisoned types.

Any particular reason for the jubilation, or is any day on this side of the dirt a good enough reason? Also I ain't got an office so much as I have a uh. Eh. Sorry for the delay, by the way, I've been playing with engine parts all day.

[scrapwarrior]

Consider this a freebie, Ozzy: make sure you got an escape plan for *gods.*

[steelaugustus]

which one(s)?

[scrapwarrior]

The old redheaded ones. Her pet warlock is in orbit.

[scrapwarrior]

Consider this a freebie, Ozzy: make sure you got an escape plan for *gods.*

[scrapwarrior]

Well, there's enough workable parts to make AN engine.

lotta work for a few fuckin space pistons! But

Uh, two different cruisers are in orbit and as soon as they find me I won't have time to complain. One of them is in a really dangerous set of colors, and i know for a fact they're here for my stupid fucking inheritance.

[scrapwarrior]

hubgry. flesh hubgry.

[thedman0310]