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cidolfus telamon ([personal profile] ramuhs) wrote in [community profile] shellphones2024-02-02 08:53 pm

second ⚡ invention suggestions

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Subject: Invention Suggestions
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Cid here.

Wanted to leave a quick note and thank you to everyone who helped test my little inventions last month. They should be finalized and ready for official public release next month, but as promised those who helped will receive theirs earlier once ready. Just let me know where to send them off or I can contact you for pick up later.

On that note, I wanted to inquire if anyone had any requests or suggestions as to what I, or any other inventor here, should work on. Whether it's improvements or some alternate version of something that already exists here, or perhaps something similar from your own world.

While I am working with magitech, I am more interested in electrical and mechanical engineering, and I'd rather stay away from weaponry unless it's more for defensive or nonlethal use. So anything of that nature will be more my type.

Always appreciated.
Cid
garudas: (🗡️ 264)

[personal profile] garudas 2024-02-08 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yes, now.

She's making sure he's keeping his word, and she tosses his phone to the couch, the screen landing face down before she's reaching for his shirt.]


Well. Would you like on top or below?
garudas: (🗡️ 008)

[personal profile] garudas 2024-02-08 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
You're going to have to choose...

[She's already started working on the laces of his shirt, chuckling quietly as his phone buzzes from the couch again.]

Otherwise, I'll just choose for you.

[Top or bottom. Her or his phone.

Not that the choice matters, it will all end the same way.]
garudas: (🗡️ 266)

[personal profile] garudas 2024-02-08 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
So lazy...

[Her eyes roll playfully, but she's already nudging him in the direction of his bedroom, the front of his shirt falling open further as she pulls out the string notch by painstaking notch.]

Very well.

[She kicks the door shut behind them with no shortage of force, the slam masking the next buzz of his phone—]

In that case, I suggest you lie back and relax. Don't work too hard.

[—and shoves him down to the bed, her knee wasting no time nudging his apart so that she can climb between them.]