[ID: Murderbot watching media with ART, which is represented by a school of various colorful fish. The surroundings are a sea of featureless water. Murderbot is seated incorrectly on a pink pool floatie, and bending over the side to dunk its head and torso underwater. It is projecting a set of holographic blue screens in front of it, which it is watching. The various fishes that ART is made of are swimming around it, some also watching the screen. A few of them float by Murderbot's ear. Many, many more Art-fish swirl in the background at ever-increasing depths. End ID.]
Literally never posted this to tumblr oops! This was a gift for @monniebiloneydiary for the Murderbot Diaries New Year Gift Exchange! I posted it to ao3 way back when and im... finally getting to tumblr seven months late haha.
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idk what an american is but i live on earth and can confirm we have trains/subways/metros too i use them all the time
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DHC-3 Otter docked on Fishing Lake, Canada
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“I gonna blow this dead insect.”
“But I wanna be blown.”
“Are you a dead insect?”
“…Only for youuuu~”
Disclaimer: cock and ball torture
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The Adventure Begins
8.
Brendan M. continues:
They only kept us in the cage for a couple of days—just long enough to give us some tests and find out whether we had any diseases, or whether we were too crazy to be in prison and needed to be sent someplace else. But like the guy in the next cage said, “Nobody ever fails the tests.” All the other guys laughed at that. I guess it sounded good to them. I’d spent my life passing tests; they’d spent their lives failing them. But we were all in the same place now.
So after the two days they spent “classifying” us, they stuffed a bunch of us into a van and took us to the Northeastern State Penitentiary, which turned out to be not very far from where I lived. Used to live. I remembered Cody saying something about “this facility will make it easy for you to get visitors.” Like I wanted somebody to come and see me with my bald head and my clown suit.
When I traveled, I used to get nervous about whether there were vacancies in the hotels where I wanted to stay. Before that, I got scared about whether I could afford to pay the rent in the places where I wanted to live. Now I’d been sent to live in the biggest hotel in the most expensive part of the state, with nothing but a prison uniform on my back. But no problem. They issued me a mattress and sent me straight to Cellblock 5, where my room was waiting. They’d kept the lights on for me. And there was no charge for the first 15,000 nights.
It took me a while to realize that those white things behind the bars of the cages were other guests, just like me.
Note: All stories by prisonprocess are purely fictional and have no relation to real persons or institutions.
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re: drive, do what you did with your sister when y'all went to Texas but alone?
when i drove from San Francisco to essentially Vancouver on my way to Alaska, it was literally like every other road trip except i had to call all the shots. which was stressful af since this wasnt a For Fun trip so i asked for a buddy on my way back down
oh!! you can bring like a plushie and take photos of it in places :3 that is your travel buddy
ah!! yeah, see, the biggest problem is that my sister did most of the planning for that trip skdhfskdg
it is,,, mmmmm,,, well part of it is that i'm going to be flying instead of driving! since it's a 30hr drive :') which is Fine and Okay except i have to go through 2 of the busiest US airports by myself with next-to-no experience :'))) i may or may not be very nervous about that lmao
but other than that it's also gonna be a longer trip! im going for about a week (probably, i know i'll be leaving saturday but idk what day i want to return home yet) whereas my trip to texas with my sister was 3 days, as was my trip with my other sister when we went to california! (<- that was also my only airport/plane experience thus far) so im gonna have more time there to actually Do Things as opposed to just... Day 1. Arriving, Day 2. Doing the Single Thing, and then Day 3. Leaving
that said though, a travel buddy actually sounds like a very good thing for me to bring!! ive done similar things on big family road trips where we would stop to remember to take photos, though those were more of Us than anything else, but i think it would be a nice way to remember to actually TAKE photos!! as well as helping me actually stay calm enough to figure things out :)
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Just heard Taylor sing hoax over a grainy livestream and I'm back in my Banana Fish feels!! T_T
"You know I left a part of me back in New York.
You knew the hero died so what's the movie for."
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