《journal teleport science something》jin donks up is a constant
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it may be time
to accept the fact
that my life
is a spiral
of terrible decisions
i am not captured by humans
but i am a bit
trapped
they know i'm here
or at least that something is wrong
because part of their base is
well
missing
got a bit frisky with teleport stuff
got a bit
y'know
impatient
frustrated
stupid
didn't have the right things. not even any lemons. had to improvise. apparently lemon flavoured powdered drink mix. is not. an acceptable. substitute. i mean i knew it wouldn't be. i just got. pretty desperate actually.
you don't even need lemons to make a teleport
haven't made a lemonteleport for
years
i think my mind regressed to
jin.past
when i didn't have a mareo
and had to just make stuff up by myself
it might be that i am actually not that smart. i am just good at using tools to make myself feel smart. things do the work. i just. watch.
although i did build a teleport and a shield and all sorts of stuff just by myself
i mean i did not have a mareo or really even proper tools back at
well anyway
one thing it would have been good to invent is. stealth tech. invisibility cloak. hidingthing. i did make some basic noisyboys. useful for distraction. throw one at a place. 'hey what's that noisyboy noise better go investigate'. guard ai is not good here. actually they don't have guards. just. people. also managed to pull some ants towards the base. more than i wanted. became kind of a fun slapstick chase by the end. except without the fun. anyway humans got busy fighting the insects while i cut a little jinsized hole in their fence. tangly wire is no match for roboarm's tinylasers. i knew those things would be useful. out of charge now. no antcorpses around. only. people. you can't recharge from a peoplecorpse. and i don't want to make. a personcorpse.
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so anyway
here i am
underground again
inside a
cupboard?
no there's probably a word for it
like
mopspace
cleaninghole
sealed the door with some stuff. nobody's getting in. also nobody is getting out. so. yep. nice job trapping yourself in a closet there jin. a+ work. flawless execution.
managed to make a drone out of some junk in here. vacuum cleaner mostly. one good thing about these humans. they are hoarders. think this might be. military base? military bunker? or just some rich guy was really into survivalism and the postapocalyptic grey green aesthetic. kind of feel like these guys are not actual military though. just little hints. like. i mean military guys can get agro. but they are. what's the word. professionals. they got training and stuff. chain of command. these guys just kind of. run around. shouting. shooting. more shouting.
anyway the drone is not useful. it can move very slowly forwards until it hits a wall and then it stops. look i didn't have a lot to work with okay. i just made it because. i don't know. drones. somehow comforting.
i do have all my weapons. but. my brain is not. good. about thinking. kill human. probably unlocks some pretty bad stuff. congratulations on destroying a sentient being with hopes and dreams and a future they were probably looking forward to. you have unlocked. worstnightmares lvl 1. trauma lvl 27. you get a ton of trauma xp for killing a person. easiest way to grind towards special passive skill completementalcollapse.
weapons still working. shield still working. ants have not eaten biscuit fort yet. kind of weird. i thought. well. i'm not. don't know.
let's think of some positives anyway. i have tea. humans have good food supplies. i also have water. but no jug in here. no access to hotwater dimension. or tea dimension. should have prioritised those. and also possibly made like. lemonwater dimension. just for general hydration needs. you always think of the useful stuff when it's too late.
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i don't think anyone actually spotted me. just. well there's that big missing bit of the base. teleport shenanigans. also i exploded a room with a cannonball. it was a moment of. panic. i thought someone was going to look at me. so i made something else for them to look at. humans love looking at explosions. it was a good distraction but a bad decision. i am judging it. neutral.
so humans are in. high alert. hunting mode. danger zone. maybe not specifically looking for a small jin but of course as soon as anyone spots me the jig is up. 'oh you think that tinygirl covered in weapons and shields and with a robot arm and an ant arm and a eyepatch that flips up and underneath is a robot eye and half her face is chessboard patterns and with a cool scar, you think she might be connected to these superscience hijinks'
maybe i should cover my hideously deformed body with a cloak or something. scuttling around with just a ragged cloak disguising my. mods. glance back. the gleam of a robot eye the only hint that something is. wrong.
maybe i just want a cool cloak
no cloaks in here though
just like
mops
one useless drone
one minicomputer
one jin
one stealthy little eyespider i could send out through that little vent thing up there that i only just spotted
guess that's something
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