Post by Ingrid Fabbri on Jul 28, 2020 8:42:41 GMT -4
◀ | Prezioso fascio di gioia ❤ Late morning in Musutafu's shopping district. That was when and where a certain Italian girl was. It was a weekend, so no worries about high school. But she needed some supplies. No, not school supplies. Ingrid wanted to build stuff. Specifically, some pieces of tech to sell off. The girl had a big brain, but a small wallet. She needed money, and she would get it the best way she knew how. By building very useful tech and selling it off on the black market. Because sadly, illegal was far more profitable than doing things legit. Hmm, I could always build some kind of weapon. Those are always profitable. But meh, those aren't as fun. I wanna build a robot! Robots are way more fun to make! Plus, whatever I can't sell, I can just keep for myself! Cheerfully, the girl strolled on down to one of the nearby stores. Her supplies were running low, so it was time to restock. Getting a shopping cart, Ingrid began to look at the list of things she needed that she typed up on her phone, and made her way to wherever each thing was. Naturally, some people would yell at her for being careless and absentminded, as she had nearly slammed into them with her cart numerous times with how much she was not paying attention to where she was going. But did she really care? Not really. Ingrid was way too excited right now. Alright, I got everything I need! After getting in line, ignoring some lady scolding her for being so careless and nearly ramming into her, and paying for everything she got, Ingrid could finally start to head out. I can't wait to start building! But as she began to walk out of the store, Ingrid noticed it. In the distance, there was some kind of... robot? "Wait, is that...?" After squinting and seeing through her glasses, the girl confirmed that there was indeed a robot over there. Either that, or someone was wearing some really futuristic-looking armor. It was hard to tell from so far away. But either way, it looked really cool, and the girl wanted to see it from up close. Excitedly, Ingrid grabbed her bags from the cart, ignored yells from people behind her because the girl left her cart in the way right in front of the doors, and began running towards that person or possible robot. I gotta see for myself! WC 408 |