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This is all Amanda's fault :I

There is entirely too much trauma on this space station lately. Which means it's time for the

Broken Elevator Meme!

...Yeah.

Your character is riding on an elevator when - oh no - it breaks down and stops! How unexpected.
Oh look, someone else is in there with them. How about that.
That elevator isn't going to move until your thread amasses at least ten comments. MAYBE MORE.
Commence arguing/going stir-crazy/making out to relieve the tension/all of the above.
Agree to never speak of this again (and just use the stairs in future).

To achieve the correct atmosphere for this meme, I highly recommend these tracks. HAVE FUN~ :B

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[ THAT... Actually gets her to shut up for maybe five seconds. During this brief period of silence she parks her ass at Flynn's feet and stares at him as best a creature with no visible eyes can. ]

not know how

[ how did this computer get on my arm I'm not good with technology ]

Would you like me to show you how?

[Make a call for a xenomorph, keep her happy for a few minutes. Teach a xenomorph to make a call, the rest of the station hates you for life.]

[ SHOVES ARM IN FLYNN'S FACE.

Okay that twisted hunk of metal on her forearm was probably once a wearable, but this point it's sort of a flickering mess of spare parts. It kind of looks like something (three guesses what) has been chewing on it. Enthusiastically. ]

how

[Pause.]

Have you been chewing on this?

[Why yes, Flynn can manage to sound parental when talking to something out of HR Giger.]

[ There's a slightly guilty pause.

Okay if xenomorphs were physically capable of doing so Grid would be pouting up a storm. ]

do not like it

It's a useful tool. You'll need a replacement.

Hmm.

[He taps experimentally at Grid's wearable, to see if it retains any functionality at all.]

make too much noise glowing triangle ghost made it quiet then it break next one make noise again

[ She... goes through a lot of these.

Upon being tapped it briefly lights up, sparks dramatically, and goes dark. It's pretty much toast at this point. ]

[The only constant in all your dissatisfying relationships with electronics is you, Grid.]

Well, this one's dead. I'll show you how to do it with mine, so you'll know for next time.

[Flynn takes off his wearable and goes to switch it out with Grid's ruined one.]

[ Grid hisses quietly and momentarily tenses. Relaxes. Hisses again.

She's not keen on what is clearly an Inferior Male messing around with this technological bs so close to her, but her own ability to use these things is, uh, mostly limited to smashing it until it goes on or off. She's just smart enough to know when to suck it up and let someone help.

...She's still grumpy about it, though. ]

FINE show

[Flynn would be really insulted to be categorized as "inferior" by what amounts to a sulky seven year old in the universe's ugliest alien body--oh wait. No he wouldn't.]

Awright. If you want to make a call, you turn it on and get the holomenu.

[He demonstrates, tapping the wearable. See? Easy!]

[ She'd sulk more but suddenly there are glowing things on the screen. Grid's head slowly tilts to the side as she focuses in on the source of the moving light. ]

make call

This is the call icon.

[He points it correct one out.]

Go ahead, touch it.

[ Her mouth opens and the inner jaw shoots out at the display--only to abruptly stop halfway and disappear back inside. Using her mouth was what got her into this trouble in the first place, right?

Veeeery carefully she raises one huge, two-thumbed hand and pokes at the indicated shape on the screen with a claw. ]

Good job!

[Does positive reinforcement work on xenomorphs? Whatever, Flynn's still going to try.]

This is Delta.

[He points out another icon. Delta's in his Contacts.]

Touch that one to make the call.

[ Hey she's only like six months, treating her like a five-year-old works wonders. Sometimes. ]

glowing triangle ghost this is

[ Another poke. ]

[Pop! It's your friendly neighborhood Delta.]

Hello! How may I be of assistance?

[...

...

Well, it doesn't look like she's attacking him....]

Hi, Delta. Someone wanted to talk to you.

[If Flynn's disconcerted by being trapped in an elevator with an ill-mannered carnivorous alien, it doesn't show.]

[ Oh dear sweet xeno jesus it worked. She doesn't have it in her to wag her tail or smile, but she does make an odd rattling sound somewhere in the back of her throat. ]

triangle ghost am make call

[ c: C: C8 HI DELTA HI YOU REMEMBER HER RIGHT you'd better because she is now totally disregarding the old dude to stare at your leetle glowing self .]

You have done very well, Grid. Would you like to try from your own bracelet?

[He'll quickly send a hotlink to her Contacts page with the glowing green triangle symbol.]

That one's scrap, I'm afraid.

[Flynn holds up the toothmarked piece of junk that used to be Grid's wearable.]

[ Suddenly Grid's body language is positively sheepish. ]

made too much noise had to make it quiet

Understood. I will requisition a new one for you, if you would like.

[He'd ask how she even managed that, but he's seen her in action several times now.]

Is there anything else you would like me to assist you with?

The purpose of the exercise is to ask you to get the elevator moving again, or so I understand.

[Now that he and Grid have reached a modus vivendi, Flynn's in no rush.]

[ OH. Yes. The reason she'd started screaming at the human in the first place. ]

cage not move want out stupid loud meat not fix it

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I wish this thread were game canon.

sob it's beautiful and hideous

Clearly we just have to make it happen in game.

Grid can stalk him and call him saggy.

She's so charming.

The most lady-like.

Well, for a xenomorph, she pretty much is.

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