[Text] - Terminally Online
[This isn't the first time Jonesy has found herself waking up in a strange place she didn't remember going to sleep in. It isn't the first time a robot has woken her up, either.
The stone slab is new, though. As is the explanation that she's on an entirely different world than the one she knows.
She doesn't believe it at first, until she steps outside into an entire city of robots
- and their claim is further backed up by the fact that none of her implants can connect to a satellite to get her GPS location. Or the fact that the wireless matrix of this place is set up way differently than the matrix she's accustomed to.
There is a wireless network, though. And the robots even gave her a tablet to use. So, of course, Jonesy does what any hacker would do in her position: She searches the internet for answers.
And when she fails to find a quick and easy explanation of how to get home, she goes on the internet to complain.]
ok so ive been running the numbers in my head and its starting to seem very likely that this is all real, and that i'm not just experiencing biofeedback induced brain damage OR trapped in a hyper realistic VR sim from which i cannot escape.
in which case i must ask:
what the FUCK
you kidnap the best hacker in LA , take me to an alternate fucking planet in a city filled with sapient robots and dragons and gods and no one wants me to DO anything??
no hacking, no repairs, no IT work? i didnt get grabbed because someone was planning a cool space heist that they need my skills for? i'm just supposed to hug people?
i am feeling EXTREMELY undervalued here.
if i got picked because of the arms then i'm not hugging anyone. you robots can go fuck yourselves if thats what this is about.
The stone slab is new, though. As is the explanation that she's on an entirely different world than the one she knows.
She doesn't believe it at first, until she steps outside into an entire city of robots
- and their claim is further backed up by the fact that none of her implants can connect to a satellite to get her GPS location. Or the fact that the wireless matrix of this place is set up way differently than the matrix she's accustomed to.
There is a wireless network, though. And the robots even gave her a tablet to use. So, of course, Jonesy does what any hacker would do in her position: She searches the internet for answers.
And when she fails to find a quick and easy explanation of how to get home, she goes on the internet to complain.]
ok so ive been running the numbers in my head and its starting to seem very likely that this is all real, and that i'm not just experiencing biofeedback induced brain damage OR trapped in a hyper realistic VR sim from which i cannot escape.
in which case i must ask:
what the FUCK
you kidnap the best hacker in LA , take me to an alternate fucking planet in a city filled with sapient robots and dragons and gods and no one wants me to DO anything??
no hacking, no repairs, no IT work? i didnt get grabbed because someone was planning a cool space heist that they need my skills for? i'm just supposed to hug people?
i am feeling EXTREMELY undervalued here.
if i got picked because of the arms then i'm not hugging anyone. you robots can go fuck yourselves if thats what this is about.

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like you got kidnapped by a god! you got whisked away to a robot dimension where you have to use the power of love to save the world! or something! thats some classic isekai protagonist shit.
[Not that she buys into this method of categorizing people, of course, but it's a premise that's kind of fun to engage with.]
personally if we're putting things into those terms i'm like a comic relief side character who shows up once a season. that's my vibe.
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You do have a point, though... looking at it from that angle, I guess we all would automatically have to qualify for light novel main character.
Comic relief is a good role though! Not too much scrutiny, but you're still a fan favorite, and it's regular work!
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[Its not as though everyone here is an eclectic bunch of characters from various pieces of media, brought together in some kind of jamjar internet roleplay. It's not like Sepiroth is here. That would be ridiculous.
At this point, Jonesy feels like she's ragging a little too hard on this person she barely knows, so she tries to course correct.]
weird isn't bad though, don't take this the wrong way. it's just a peculiarway to look at things.
i'm jonesy, by the way.
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I've thought like this my whole life though... I guess I already knew it was immature. It's just my habit.
Oh, sorry for replying without introducing myself. Kyoko Mogami!
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i'm honesty jones. my friends call me jonesy, and that includes you.
[ That's right, you're friends now. She's decided.]
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I've been here for a while already, so if you need help with something, please message me anytime!
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thanks! i'll definitely take you up on that.
since you've lived here a while, what do people do around here for fun? the robots don't seem like they eat, so i can't imagine there are a bunch of restaurants or bars. are we just supposed to hang out and hug people until they decide we can go home?
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Most of us just end up finding jobs and getting new hobbies. And it's not a lot, but there actually is a cafe (a cat cafe!!) and also a bar here!
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because as weird and potentially insulting as that is, i've done worse things for a paycheck and i'm not exactly the "settle down and get a job" kind of gal
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Anyway, you definitely don't have to get a job if you don't feel like it.
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at first i thought the hug thing was because i have a wingspan of like 11 feet, so it felt like they were implying i was like made for hugging. but if the gods are just weird pervs and they're getting everyone to do it, i'm not above holding someone's hand and collecting a paycheck
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That probably would have been my first assumption too, if it was me.
But they're definitely just weirdos. Don't worry.
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right well. in that case i guess i can manage a hug or two to keep a roof over my head.
btw, you said there was a cafe around here?
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like real, non synthetic coffee? ive always wanted to try that.
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speaking of not being able to afford things... i don't suppose I can convince you to come down to affurgato with me and buy me a cup? i'm just a poor newbie, i don't have any money yet.
[That's not true, of course. Jonesy already has her first month's stipend in her account, she's just angling for a free drink and some social interaction.]
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Oh, are they stiffing newcomers these days? [ Good news! Kyoko's a sucker. ] I don't mind! Do you mean right now?
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if you're free, nowish works for me. i just got here so i literally don't have anything else to do right now
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text -> action
[Just gonna drop that with absolutely no context to back it up.]
be there soon.
[Jonesy had mostly just been wandering around, getting a feel for the city up until this point so she just changes course and heads in the direction that her orientation system tells her the cafe should be.
When Kyoko gets there, she'll see an enormous gibbon loitering outside Affurgato. She's 6'9, thin as a rail, and her arms are really disproportionately long. She wasn't kidding about having a wingspan of 11 feet.]
action!
Extremely curious about the sort of person she should be looking for, Kyoko doesn't take too long to head out. Affurgato is just a bit of a trek from her place, though, so Jonesy might still have a short wait before the girl--a modest 5'4 to her towering 6'9--trots up, and comes to a stop a few feet away. ]
Ah. [ She almost points, but resists. Just give her a sec to take this in. ] ... Jonesy, right?
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[She smiles down at the girl and extends a hand for her to shake.]
Thanks for coming. I don't really know anyone in the city yet, so I appreciate it.
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Y-yes! Nice to meet you!
[ She shook that offered hand, and then twisted to reach into her purse to produce a palm-sized cloth bag tied off with ribbon. ]
Ah, it's not much, but--I wanted to bring a welcome gift.
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