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Sun Water
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"Ooh! The audience is offering suggestions! They say we could use a tee-shirt cannon. That sounds fun. Plus, we gotta do what they say, otherwise we'd be railroading."
"The audience? What are you- You activated it!? The audience is not meant to be aware we exist, let alone interact with us. The narrative has yet to even begin!"
"It's fine," she waves her paw dismissively. "We can just say 'Prologue' and it'll be fine. The Prologue is never mandatory for the story anyways." The human grumbles, unsatisfied with the response. "Out of our many options, I think I'll just go walk up to her, do a little flirt and slap a sticker on her ass. Maybe do a little-" she points a pair of finger guns at her partner and winks. "She won't suspect a thing."
The human sighs. "As enjoyable as it would be to commit sexual assault, I refuse to follow directions from an audience. They clearly do not grasp the gravity of the situation or understand the delicate nature of our mission." He reaches into the inside pocket of their hoodie, which is his personal infinite bag of holding, and pulls out a whole hunting rifle. "Which is why instead, I will fire a stamp from here onto the target's body. Most likely their head."
"Where the fuck did you get that? That's not a plot device, that's just a freaking gun."
"So too is a tee-shirt cannon. To explain how I acquired this device, as a mechanical engineer and imaginative geek, I can confidently say that I crafted this unusual gun myself in the past. 'When?' one may ask. Technically never, but we can pretend I did."
"You're gonna use your once-per-adventure Deus ex machina to give yourself a weird gun? You don't even like guns. You have an unhealthy obsession with knives and blades and shit."
The human stands at the edge of the building they're located, staring blankly over the edge to the massive University courtyard, posing dramatically in the wind while trying to avoid shivering at the cold. "If you want to directly interact with our target and risk jeopardizing our mission, potentially drastically altering the trajectory of this reality's timeline, you are wholly welcome to attempt to and fail."
"You're overreacting, dude. I'm just gonna walk up to her and give her the damned tag personally."
"You are under the impression you can outrun a bullet. After all, I have the advantage of range and without public intermingling."
"Do you even know how to use a hunting rifle?"
The human shivers, awkwardly holding the gun incorrectly. "Absolutely," He lies.
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