>>797386
Who are you? What are you?

What do you most want out of life? Immediately, and long-term? What's your dream?

What do you have with you?

Who are we to you?

>>797386
Also, how did you get here?

And why? Are you running from something? Or to something? Or just wanting to get out where you can see something, anything, new?

Is Basil your name?

Is the garbage too filthy to eat, or is there nothing left to burn?

Because you're going to need a means of purifying water if you want to survive long enough for a drink.

Use a dish, some plastic, fire materials, and a small cup to build a proper water purification station. How this works is simple: put the cup in the middle of the dish, cover the dish and cup loosely with plastic wrap, and boil the dish. Wait for the evaporated water to collect at the top of the plastic, where it will gather, lose heat, and drip into the cup. This is a tedious process, but the water is boiled to kill all parasites (extra nutrients there) and free of salt. You can also collect the salt for use in other crafting experiments.

How long has it been since you've eaten?
What is your favourite food?
When was the last time you slept with someone?

Find someone to talk to.

>>797390

Basil-68A1 is my name, at least the one I know. I guess I could simply shorten it, seems like a smart idea.

>>797387
>>797389
You're all the voices. One of them anyways, the ones different from the other. It's different. Angry. Trained.

I'm...something. It's hard to remember the past right now. But it has to do with one of the thousands of corporations in this, ah, sector alone.

The most out of life right now, and forever is to live. I don't think I've had that yet, the opportunity that is.

This damn thing is barely put together, and that might be part of the reason why it wasn't hard to get onto. No security, little in the way of lighting. Easy enough to hop on the back and wait for the driver to head out. Simple as that.

As for why? Pretty easy, drifters often take routes like these and act as couriers. It makes pretty enough bucks to keep my habits up, keep cigars in my pockets, my problem...down.

>>797393
While that sounds like a good idea; The water is black, and things just barely underneath the surface, waiting for someone to stick their hands inside. It's one of the 'infested' waters. Not exactly welcoming, and I don't feel like getting bloated today. Water is dirt cheap anyway.

Burning anything is a bad idea, the driver might notice and check the smell.

>>797412
It's been FAR too long. I'm HUNGRY....I need a smoke.

Let's not talk about that until we have to, hmm?

For those on-board, there is the driver whom I don't want to talk to, if I don't want to turn this into a police encounter. But if I go about quietly there are a few other homeless I could probably go see.

Speaking of which, my inventory:

Cigar x 2
Lighter
Dollars x 7
Pen-knife
[nothing]

My pockets aren't deep either, and this harness isn't going to hold much of anything, it's bare chested.

What is your profession / what are you good at?

Sneak under the deck. Locate rations. Consume rations. Alternatively, locate homeless. Consume homeless.

Tell us about the [nothing].
It's definitely something.

>>797428
Oh you've got money, buy some food. One of the other passengers probably has a snack, right?

>>797431
This.

>Basil-68A1 is my name, at least the one I know. I guess I could simply shorten it, seems like a smart idea.
Good idea, A1!

You're on a trash barge aren't you? Look for any food that's not gone bad. You might get lucky and there'll be expired stuff from a supermarket. Maybe watch the other hobos, seek to learn their hobo ways.

>>797565
A1? Sounds more like a designation, but I could try.

>>797429
Courier, if it wasn't clear. At least that's what I do when I'm not scrounging up more drug money.

A barge like this wouldn't have any lower deck to speak of outside of an engine. Any extra chambers would have ballast or maybe even rocks if he's cheap enough.

Besides, any water that leaks and pools down there might be infested so to speak, and this ship is barely held together by rivets and plates as it is. Again, I don't want to get bloated today.

Consuming on the other hand wouldn't be such a bad idea, would it?, Ahem.

>>797431
>>797564
T-that? Oh, well. It's a habit I don't like to mention often but I use it to suppress these urges. The cigars help too.

>You've discovered: Various Drugs x 4

>>797460
I don't think any shops are open on a relatively tiny garbage pile, and the homeless probably aren't going to give anything up. I can try.


Being on the back of the ship, there isn't much to look at except for the long black ocean, the waves it leaves behind and the mist out in the distance. I can't see land anymore.

Heading forwards and glancing through the piles of trash, either anything of value has been picked out or the entire delivery has been mulched, keeps scavengers from hanging around. Sometimes something gets past, most of the time too badly damaged to use.

One of said homeless are huddled tightly along the pile, having shielded himself from the night and it's constant cold with a fairly thick looking blanket, impressive find in a place like this.

"Oi, old fogey." I'm not exactly looking for a long conversation here, jerks tend to stare at the, ah, goods too long.

He's a raggedy old looking man, well, if forty is 'old' for you folks. Pollution is so heavy around here that most don't make it that long down low, at least that's what they say. Brown hair, bright blue but tired looking eyes, ridges on his forehead like nothing.

"Ah? What do you want?" Old voice too, barely audible. He's staring at the goods too, most men do.

"Got a snack or something? I'm feelin' kinda hungry. Fancy a trade?"

"I've got nothing but this," he lifts up the blanket just barely, but tucks it down underneath himself. Too cold. ",unless of course you got something to take off the edge, a smoke maybe. Sex."

He's hoarding food, and he wants one of my cigars. I'm not screwing a homeless guy. Overall, the trade doesn't seem all that in my favor, damn things are expensive enough as they come and a snack isn't exactly worth it.

Could eat him.
Could have a smoke.
Drugs...

We won't be on the water for much longer anyways, takes just a day or two. Just need to get the edge off.

What do our "goods" look like?

You know what takes an edge off? Beating someone up. So we should do it like this. First we'll have a smoke right in front of this old man. Puff some smoke into him and what not. That should get him riled up. Then we tell him we have something much better than a cigar to offer him. Make him lower his guard and come super close to us. And then we beat him up. Steal his stuff. And lastly, if we still feel like it, eat him.

>>797580
Offer him a cigar. Best use you could possibly put it to. Better than using it yourself.

>>797580
What's in the water that'll make you "bloated" from just drinking a little?

>>797613
Also, if you're going to eat him, make sure no one else is looking. Don't want any witnesses.

>>797585
'Goods', you know. Breasts? I'm a girl, did I mention that? A big girl, and not exactly nice-looking either.

It's the teeth I imagine. They've been sharpened, filed down into points so they fit perfectly together. Makes biting VERY easy.

But that sounds like a shitty plan. Would make a lot of noise and we don't need the driver to hear, and excessively cruel. I'm a monster, but not a monster like that.

>>797613
Things, at least that's what we call them. Loose personifications, unstable creatures that appear and disappear before our eyes. Some of them live for a long long time, others just seconds.

The ones in the water are strange, playful, but harmful. They generate water, and though they have the voices and mannerisms of children, letting them touch you for too long will cause water to generate in you. Eventually you'll drown, and burst.

I've seen it before, and many more of them. It's best to avoid these things.

>>797597
Giving the jerk a cigar doesn't seem like the best option, but I guess it's better than being an animal.

Doesn't take long for me to rifle through my pockets and find what I'm looking for; One Cigar. I take out my lighter too, nobody in this damp shithole is going to have one.

"Here. Enjoy." I don't so much hand it to him as I just stick it between his lips and light the damn thing, and considering how his eyes light up; he's thankful for the treat.

"Thanks, I guess I have to hold up my end of the deal." Rummaging through the garbage underneath him a few moments, and he produces a few 'nutrient' bars. Basically just more mush like the garbage, but good for you, and packed in plastic.

The hobo takes a moment to enjoy his cigar once I take the bars, long long puff. The bars should hold me over for a day, maybe less than that. Filler is better to be honest, keeps the stomach full.

"Hey, if you ever wanna date or hang out, I'm on the Rickety Thicket. Downtown and all that."

They all say the same thing.

Lost: Cigar x 1
Gained: Nutrient Bar x 2

Could talk to another hobo probably.
Sleeping might be a better option though.

>>797725
>'Goods', you know. Breasts? I'm a girl, did I mention that?
No, you didn't.

>A big girl, and not exactly nice-looking either.
When you say "big", are you talking about how tall you are or how wide you are?

>I'm a monster, but not a monster like that.
What do you mean? Are you a human or something else? Could you give us a physical description of yourself?

Are we one of these loose personifications? Do we remember our childhood?

Consume the Nutrient Bar. But only use your tongue to do it. It's important to only use the tongue.
Then go to sleep and have nsfw dreams.

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>>797732
I'm not too tall of a beast, probably just shy of some five feet. That doesn't mean I'm not capable of a lot. Just give me a knife and a little time.

For what I am? I'm not sure. The researchers though, they called me a "Mallaichte Aon". What could it mean?

>>798079
I'm not one of these beasts, they're a many-eyed creature. I only have two.

My childhood had been a strange one. First my poor family, and soon a lab.

I don't remember much of my time in the lab; First hunger, then pain. Every time I think of it it makes me angry.

>Consume the bar
I eat it plain and simple, these teeth were made for tearing and this bar isn't exactly delicious.

Lost: Nutrient Bar x 1

>Sleep
It doesn't take long for me to close my eyes, and the past comes back in much clearer detail. The lab...

I'm laying on a table.

The ceiling is barely visible, everything is very dark except for a few bright red lights.

My hands are tied down with my feet, a speaker soon blares along the left side of my head.

GOOD MORNING 68A1. AS YOU KNOW, YOU'VE BEEN WITHOUT FOR OVER THREE DAYS. YOUR CELLMATE ISN'T LOOKING MUCH BETTER AFTER THE SCUFFLE YOU BOTH HAD. LOOKS A LITTLE WEAK, DOESN'T HE?

The man is right, he does look weak. Bleeding too. It's a younger creature like me. He's clutching his stomach, the one I had slashed out not too long ago before being subdued. We fought over bread. I'm so hungry...

YOU HAVE A CHOICE YOU KNOW.

The straps come undone, snap.

ARE YOU HUNGRY ENOUGH?

Eat him.
Don't.

>>804340
Cannibalism is barely a crime. Eat him.

well great, now we can't eat our cellmate because this asshole want's us to.

Don't eat

Don't eat yet.

Talk to him. Tell him it's probably inevitable that you'll eat him. These shitheads don't make escape possible, they set this up, and these instincts don't fuck around. However, you won't give them the win of becoming a ravenous beast; you will do this like a civilized being pushed beyond her limit. You'll kill him quickly and painlessly, with dignity, and say a prayer to whatever god he wants. He have anything that he wants to tell anyone, assuming you get out of this mess, any other last requests? Anything he wants done with what remains after you're done? Any particular vengeance on those that put us in this mess?

Hmm. Since you said you're not a monster, don't eat him.

Eat him. More supplies spread between fewer people.

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>>804360

"H-hey, look! I'm probably going to eat you, you know? It's going to have to be that way. They're pushing me to my limit."

"Get away from me you psycho. You made that perfectly clear last time. Just...leave me alone!"

It's reasonable to think that they don't want to talk me. That fight had been fierce, bread. Just a husk. But I couldn't bare seeing those guts spill out and him clutch at himself like that. He ate it in his panic, blood and guts, juices and all.

God. It's just so pathetic.

It's getting harder to control it you know. Minutes feel like days passing by, and frankly the other is beginning to look like quite the morsel.

He's huddled and cowering in the corner, and beginning to smell too. The meat is going bad, at least as bad as it can get after a day or three. His eyes close often, trying to fight off sleep.

Soon they'll close completely.

What's the matter 68A1? Aren't you hungry? Starving? Go ahead. Eat him. It's the only meal you're going to have for a very long time."

They're right, they'll probably strap me back onto the table for the next meal. Feed this prisoner bastard some more.

Are we sure we want to eat him? It could have consequences for the future. For us.

my question is why do they want you to eat this guy?

Also still kinda don't want to eat him because these people want us to and I hate them. It may not be a good reason but no one ever said we couldn't be spiteful.

I don't see any positive consequences headed your way from not eating him. Knock him out, eat 'im up.

Don't eat him. Why? Because we have no reason to believe the guy behind the speakers.

They seem to want you to eat him. Fuck those guys- they're the reason you're here. Why should you do what they want?

You and the voice in the wall seem to want the same thing. It's a shame you have to be enemies, but for now you can agree on one thing: eating him.

>>804639

We haven't eaten in days, nearly weeks. I'm dying, I need to have something. Anything.

The voices of reason seem to reign though, if only just barely, don't eat him.

"Ahhhhh! Get away from me, away from me! You're crazy!"

It's hard to notice, but my hand has just only begun to wrap around his neck and my claws sink into his skin. He's afraid. Deeply afraid. It's hard to pull away when a meal is that close. But I do it.

My stomach punishes me for doing it. But my humanity is thankful.

SUCH A SHAME YOU TURNED OUT TO BE 68A1. BUT THE EXPERIMENTATION WILL HAVE TO CONTINUE.

A piece of food is thrown into the middle of our cage once again, and I'm too ashamed to even move. The other however, bolts right for it. How I hate him...

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We're here.

We've managed not to get caught on the boat so far, so things should be pretty smooth here on out. Just relay information and the package to the dealer and we should be out of here with cash in hand in no time.

Things are looking up.

We should get moving off of the boat, don't want to get spotted 'hopping' around here.

How should we go about trying to find out employer? Stand in the light or maybe look for them ourselves? It's not important who talks to who, so long as I get the cash and get out of here.

well one of the first things you're going to want to do is find a shirt otherwise people are going to be thinking you're selling yourself... or at least something to cover your "goods". After that... wonder and see if you can't find any help wanted signs or something like that. Also what kind of skills do you have?

If they gave you instructions on how to find them, then follow those instuctions. If not, then it's likely they would be looking for you. Which means you don't have to stand particularily out in the open. So sit down wherever and do the thing you always do whenever you idle.

Also, no need to cover ourselves. That much better if people throw money at us~~

Id say follow instructions if they gave you any.
Otherwise just make a trek somewhere more secluded.
This place doesn't look any safer than the trash heap you rose in on.

50 50 on the shirt. Is it hot out?