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[a_linear_mind]

[1] [The Usual Combat Prompt]

[Explosions ring through the air as a city is attacked by some strange crystalline beings. In the middle of all of it you see a very weird looking slightly angelic robot fighting against the beings. However, whoever the pilot is - he seems to be a complete amateur.  As the entire machine is wrecked. Very large sections of it are missing and the only weapon it has left is a dinky-looking sword. And he's not using it very well. In fact he struggles against even a single one of these crystal beasts.]

Great, how could this get any worse?

[What he doesn't notice is the much larger group that's about to jump him from behind.]

[2]



[You've just helped Willis with something completely trivial that he really shouldn't have needed help with. Despite that, he's already grasping both of your hands and bowing to you repeatedly.]

Thank you thank you thank you. I don't know where I'd be right now without your help.

[3]



[For one reason or another Willis is trying to cheer you up in the only way he knows how. By bringing up how terrible he is.]

Hey come on now, don't let it get you down. You just made a mistake. I've made way more, like the time I crashed into my Boss'  personal garden with a mech.

[4]



[Something very bad has just happened and Willis was directly involved. When you find him, he's looking at what seems to be a very old photo. Of course, your presence doesn't go unnoticed.]

Yo, sorry you had to see...that.

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[a_linear_mind]

[To make matters worse, the building explodes shortly after. However, Jen, you still an open channel to Willis.]

Sorry...Jen, I messed up. I can...barely...move...right now.

[The connection is filled with static. He's struggling to speak.]

I know...you can take them down though. You can...do a better job than I did. I believe in yo-

[Silence...]

1/2

[a_monetized_mind]

[I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. I'm just a mailman, he's an ace pilot, and I'm outnumbered, and, and I'm scared...]

Willis...

[...That's not fair...I shouldn't die here, I've got lots of things to do! And...I'd be letting Willis's ghost down...]

2/3

[a_monetized_mind]

...I'll do it.

I'll fulfill your dying wish.

[The baseball bat rapidly melts, and the molten metal condenses, reforming itself into a small-and very dense-knife. And the tiny robot looks up at the much larger, advancing units...]

Sirs, I'm going to start stabbing you now, and I'm not entirely sure when I'm going to stop. Apologies.

[Tiny robot fires a grappling hook from its wrist, and swings around a nearby pole to land on the back of one of the larger unit's necks-which it cuts through quite readily via knife. As the other start to shoot at it in terribly stupid mook fashion, Jennifer retreats into alleyways.

She might be small, but the attacks from her robot can still hurt, and she's got more smarts in her pinky than the crystal-looking monsters do between all of them. So despite some close calls with very large guns being shot near her, a combination of ankle-slashing and some precise rifle bullets manages to take them all down.]

3/3

[a_monetized_mind]

I...I did it. I actually won...

...but Willis...he still...

[She stands silently, looking over the city streets.]

Re: 3/3

[a_linear_mind]

I what? Oh hey you did it!

[Wait what?]

Wow you didn't need my help at all.

[The larger machine returns, now fully repaired. In fact, it looks like it's in pristine condition.]

Good job Jen.

1/2

[a_monetized_mind]

W-Willis? You're alive?!

Thank god! I-I was so worried! I thought that you'd died, and I was going to have to-

2/2

[a_monetized_mind]

...Wait...

...The radio should have been one of the easiest things to fix, so why...

[a_linear_mind]

Oh, well I needed a bit of time for Strahlend to repair itself.

[Oh dear]

So I needed something to keep the others ones busy for a bit while I started my repairs. Of course, I realized that you might be in a bit of trouble so that's why I put on that little act. I didn't think it'd motivate you enough to destroy all of them though. I really underestimated you.

[a_monetized_mind]

[The tiny robot stars up at Strahlend with a firm, unhappy gaze, not unlike that of a man who has just discovered his mother faked her own death for 13 years because she was tired of buying his children christmas presents.]

[a_linear_mind]

[And like any good mother, Willis sees nothing wrong with what he did there.]

Oh don't look at me like that. I swear if something had went wrong earlier I would have been there at the drop of a hat.

Now let's get some dinner. I think there's a good pasta restaurant over there.

[a_monetized_mind]

...Fine, but you're paying.

[Says the girl with a million-dollar expense account and her own penthouse apartment to the hobo.]

[a_linear_mind]

E-eh but...how about we split the bill? I think that'd be fair!

[a_monetized_mind]

Call it compensation for emotional trauma.

[a_linear_mind]

Fine fine...

[Sigh]

A date's a date. Even if it means I'll be broke for a month now...

[a_monetized_mind]

It's not a date, you insufferable little...

[a_linear_mind]

I think I'm actually older than you Jen.

[And after stashing away the robots he'll continue to troll Je- I mean escort Jen.]

Besides, if this isn't a date what would you call it?

[a_monetized_mind]

Then you might try to act your age for once...

And it's not a date! We're just going out to dinner together.

[a_linear_mind]

There's nothing wrong with calling it a date.

Besides, think about what it'll do for your reputation. Going out with a young-looking man like me. You cougar.

[a_monetized_mind]

I'M NOT A COUGAR!

[Trolling successful.]

[a_linear_mind]

So you agree then, there's nothing wrong with calling it a date.

I'm glad we cleared that up.