ARMS OF MARCY RECRUITMENT POST.

[cqcingly]

((OOC: Here's how this post will work! You, the prospective midboss comment here, doing... whatever your character may typically do. Working out, eating, masturbating furiously to The Little Mermaid, whatever! The Boss will find you and convince you that it is a good idea to help her commit acts of terror. Actually playing out the recruitment

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[fake_alchemist]

[plant alchemist is toting generic chemistry supplies to what's left of the greenhouse]

[cqcingly]

A scientist?

[fake_alchemist]

What--oh. I suppose you could say that. I prefer "alchemist," though.

[cqcingly]

My mistake.

[fake_alchemist]

Well, it's certainly nice of you to admit it.

[cqcingly]

What are you looking for, Alchemist?

[fake_alchemist]

Do I look like I'm looking for something?

...I suppose I would be looking for ways to make progress in agriculture. Instead, I have to start over from square one because some lady went crazy and smashed my workspace up.

[cqcingly]

Is there true progress to be made here? How do you know your results will still apply by the rules of your own world?

[fake_alchemist]

Oh right, rules...I might happen to know a few loopholes.

[cqcingly]

To move forward, we must know where we come from, but so too must we...

[cqcingly]

.... eh.

[SUCKERPUNCH TO THE GUT]

[fake_alchemist]

[WHY IS IT MY BOSSES HAVE AN INNATE ABILITY TO ABUSE ME BY SURPRISE]