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[underworldpunk]

Hey, whoever tunes into this— This is still weird.

[That voice certainly didn't sound normal, a hum to it as if modulated; because it was, obviously so given the mechanical nature of who was appearing on the video.

She lowered the phone once sure it was working, held in two hands. Sitting on the floor of an apartment room. The glow of those blue lit 'eyes' flickering to dim down a bit, adjusting to account for camera glare. The dots of light above her eyes doing the same.

No movement to the 'mouth' that could and couldn't be obvious given the design of her faceplate as she spoke, but her voice still was clear as day. The humming sort of soft buzz a constant.]

—you can call me Iggy. Been here a few days, exploring a little of the cities; given the amount of ground you can cover between them all, I haven't been everywhere yet of course.

Are there any good spots to simply... hang out? Enjoy the vibes of some killer music? Not interested in non-loitering spots, since sometimes you just need to chill and not feel like you have to do something else to be allowed to exist in a space.

[This wasn't the only reason Iggy was reaching out to the wide network, but it felt like the most subtle. Get a feel and

What was she expecting? For all she knew anyone familiar might've ditched or ignored the phones the moment they could. Relying more through the grapevine- but that could work with this, too. Maybe.]

I'll also take word on any shops or scrap yards that deal with spare parts-- for emergencies. Running just fine right now after all, but I'd rather know my options if something did ever come up. Nice as this place seems and all, other parts of it do not sound great.

Thanks ahead of time.

Comments

[bahahahaha]

We do have each other's backs mostly. Y'know. When we aren't trying to kill each other. [ Which, admittedly, isn't nearly as often as it used to be now that they're all a little older. Sure, there's the occasional fist fight that he generally starts by mocking Roy or throwing a glitter bomb or something at the same brother, but, well. He can't help what happens when he gets bored. And the benefits of amusement far outweigh the risk of getting his face punched in, so, worth it. ] Glad that you've got something of the same too.

[ He twirls the metal between his fingers again, before making an attempt to balance it on the tip of a claw. ]

Thanks! Aha, yeah, I think a few of my brothers would get a little overwhelmed too. Just a little. [ Ludwig. Ludwig would be flailing his arms and stressing out about how they need to get home right now or else Lord Bowser will have their heads and what about the others? -- the thought of his eldest brother having a mini melt down is almost enough to make him start cackling out loud. He doesn't, though, storing the hilarious mental image to laugh at for later. ]

They can be sweet, yes! And they are definitely crunchy. They're the perfect vegetable and honestly I don't know why more people don't like them. [ i.e his siblings are stupid for mainly wanting to partake in meat. Or maybe he really is crazy. Well. He is. But maybe he's just crazier for liking vegetables. ] I'm interested in everything about this place, but more or less what is on the outside. And I'm willing to take those risks on my own as soon as I'm prepared, if I can bring something back worthwhile I'll let you know. Er, when the time is right... definitely not yet, though.

[ He might be crazy, but he isn't entirely stupid at least. Preparation is key. If he's learned anything from Bowser's failures over the years, it's definitely preparation. ]

Yes! I'm hoping that one day, he'll let me help expand on it. I don't think he'll mind, but, it's not my game to toy with so to speak, so I'll need to ask him!