"It's no good trying to keep up old friendships.
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@michelestrider
The recruiters need to chill a bit. You asked for intelligence, so clearly you're a psy ops type. Dazzle the Elves with your mastery of slack, snacks, and hacky sack.@gueuledatmosphere Sounds like a plan to me!
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@michelestrider
The recruiters need to chill a bit. You asked for intelligence, so clearly you're a psy ops type. Dazzle the Elves with your mastery of slack, snacks, and hacky sack.@gueuledatmosphere Realizing that was basically my major in college
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"You know... hang, find out what they like, how they got into world domination... Stuff like that." You chomp the last bite of pie and glug down your coffee.
The tall woman looks at you, then to the man next to you, then sighs from the soles of her feet.
"They said this is the one...," she says to the ceiling, then turns back to you.
"You're the specialist. Our mission is to support you. Tell us what you need, we'll procure it."
"Any limits?"
"Two items," she clearly decides on the spot.
I can feel the recruiter's pain. She doesn't think I can do it, yet can't even be angry at me because I clearly don't think I can do it either.
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I can feel the recruiter's pain. She doesn't think I can do it, yet can't even be angry at me because I clearly don't think I can do it either.
@Lily_and_frog I do not envy the recruiters situation, it's true. But I think we can pull it off. Maybe
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@Lily_and_frog I do not envy the recruiters situation, it's true. But I think we can pull it off. Maybe
I don't have much such faith.
But then, that's very close to what's happening in my job at the moment. So I'm forced to rely on my team... which isn't a bad thing really.
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I don't have much such faith.
But then, that's very close to what's happening in my job at the moment. So I'm forced to rely on my team... which isn't a bad thing really.
@Lily_and_frog That sounds stressful. I'm glad you have a good team to rely on. I hope it all works out OK.
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@Lily_and_frog That sounds stressful. I'm glad you have a good team to rely on. I hope it all works out OK.
@michelestrider @Lily_and_frog
In fiction it always works out ok. Sometimes IRL too.
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@pianosaurus The story was delayed because of an early anniversary celebration. The story was inspired by reading that Facebook turned 22 this week. I never have a "favorite" answer. I stand squarely behind every option I offer.
Do you have the next entry planned out for each of the answers, or do you just wing it when you see what's been chosen?
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Do you have the next entry planned out for each of the answers, or do you just wing it when you see what's been chosen?
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"You know... hang, find out what they like, how they got into world domination... Stuff like that." You chomp the last bite of pie and glug down your coffee.
The tall woman looks at you, then to the man next to you, then sighs from the soles of her feet.
"They said this is the one...," she says to the ceiling, then turns back to you.
"You're the specialist. Our mission is to support you. Tell us what you need, we'll procure it."
"Any limits?"
"Two items," she clearly decides on the spot.
"Takis and a rainbow hacky sack." More has been done with less.
The tall woman taps something into her phone. "Done. Kyu will meet us there with the supplies."
"Q?" you grin. You're a real secret agent now, baby.
"Agent 9. We go by numbers." She points to the others. "That's Fünf and Sei. I'm Siete."
"Double-oh-seven," you whisper. "What's my number?"
"Null." You can't tell if she's kidding.
You follow them into an unmarked, windowless van.
"What's your opening line?" the tall woman asks.
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"Takis and a rainbow hacky sack." More has been done with less.
The tall woman taps something into her phone. "Done. Kyu will meet us there with the supplies."
"Q?" you grin. You're a real secret agent now, baby.
"Agent 9. We go by numbers." She points to the others. "That's Fünf and Sei. I'm Siete."
"Double-oh-seven," you whisper. "What's my number?"
"Null." You can't tell if she's kidding.
You follow them into an unmarked, windowless van.
"What's your opening line?" the tall woman asks.
I'm voting for the LotR reference so they'll know I was bullshitting them back in #3.
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I'm voting for the LotR reference so they'll know I was bullshitting them back in #3.
@TobyBartels Clever!
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"Takis and a rainbow hacky sack." More has been done with less.
The tall woman taps something into her phone. "Done. Kyu will meet us there with the supplies."
"Q?" you grin. You're a real secret agent now, baby.
"Agent 9. We go by numbers." She points to the others. "That's Fünf and Sei. I'm Siete."
"Double-oh-seven," you whisper. "What's my number?"
"Null." You can't tell if she's kidding.
You follow them into an unmarked, windowless van.
"What's your opening line?" the tall woman asks.
"...but 'elves' instead of 'kids,' see?" It takes the entire ride to explain the "how do you do, fellow kids" meme.
"We're here," Siete announces, relieved.
The van stops in front of an abandoned Chuck E. Cheese.
"The interdimensional portal is by the skeeball," Siete informs you as she opens the door. "The elves were last seen playing Galaga. Good hunting."
You enter. The stench of ancient pepperoni is gagging. You see the elves...
As they see you.
"Who goes there?" The chief elf demands.
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"...but 'elves' instead of 'kids,' see?" It takes the entire ride to explain the "how do you do, fellow kids" meme.
"We're here," Siete announces, relieved.
The van stops in front of an abandoned Chuck E. Cheese.
"The interdimensional portal is by the skeeball," Siete informs you as she opens the door. "The elves were last seen playing Galaga. Good hunting."
You enter. The stench of ancient pepperoni is gagging. You see the elves...
As they see you.
"Who goes there?" The chief elf demands.
So much for the previous vote!
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So much for the previous vote!
@TobyBartels This game takes crazy turns sometimes
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