An airlock shuts behind you; sealing the slightly-warmer air of the arrivals shuttle away to be sucked into the unending maw of the slightly-colder air to the point of being just a bit uncomfortable. Even the jumpsuit (which is covering more scale than you really need to bother with typically) isn't really helping. The tiles are cold too-- earning a soft thwack from your tail. This sucks.
A cold, robotic voice speaks through an intercom somewhere. It's probably nearby. Or maybe just really loud.
"ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴄʀᴇᴡ. ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴛᴀʏ."
You were the only one on that shuttle.
Well.
You're here, at least. Off to do... your job. Yes. Your job that you've been assigned here to do.
The job that you heard garbled through a desk microphone that you could barely make out over the roughly 30 other people packed into the spaceport. Yes. That job.
What is your job?
>Cargo Technician
That's it, I'm gonna do what I should have done a long time ago.
I'm going to beat him to death with this hammer.
READ BLOODSTUCK https://archiveofourown.org/works/66056185/chapters/170221711
> A cargo technician, clearly. However, you're still dressed as an assistant... get some more fitting attire!
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VISIT "THE WIZARD TOWER" OR AS I CALL IT "WIZARD TOWER" IN THE ADVENTURE SECTION BECAUSE I MAKE IT
> HAIL CARGONIA. Go see the HoP and get the proper suit.
You have been invited to partake in the GAME OF GODS. YOU are JUNE EGBERT, taking your seat at the BLUE SIDE of the table, and we are all VERY PROUD OF YOU. Your opponents are THE LATE NAGITO KOMAEDA, FUNKO POP VRISKA SERKET, and SOME GUY IN A HAT.
https://www.fruityrumpus.com/forums/t/forum-god-game-calvinball-with-cards
You mull over this question. Your own thoughts on the matter turn into a sort of ineffectual buzzing-- and almost demeaning. You feel like you're underestimating yourself. But maybe you're just being realistic. This own self-reflection and eventual acceptance seems to cement the idea that maybe you would be best off just pushing crates. You decide to snip this thought off further before you start self-deprecating further.
Cargo Tech sounds right, you guess.
You take a step over to make your way out of Arrivals,
I mean.
It is right there.
the fact you can't edit or trash your own posts is like character assassination
i am not liable for any typos that may occur
> Well, if you're here to be a vending machine operator, you'd best go get some stock! Whats missing?
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> Why don't you OPERATE yourself a bag of chips outta that VENDING MACHINE?
You have been invited to partake in the GAME OF GODS. YOU are JUNE EGBERT, taking your seat at the BLUE SIDE of the table, and we are all VERY PROUD OF YOU. Your opponents are THE LATE NAGITO KOMAEDA, FUNKO POP VRISKA SERKET, and SOME GUY IN A HAT.
https://www.fruityrumpus.com/forums/t/forum-god-game-calvinball-with-cards
Operate a can of Dr. Pepper diet.
> Punch vending machine in the snout to establish dominance.
-Sincerely, Sharkalien
>look under the vending machine for SPACE COINS
Can't OP a vending machine without money, and you might not have much money on your PDA. If you remembered to grab one.