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>>749877
Wait, we are already starting another thread?

Also, Doodles is canon now. And a witch. Nothing can save us from this grim dark future.

You know what time it is!
>PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT

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>>749877

A few minutes from then, the toasts are the main dish on the table. Vaal took it upon
herself to clean the mess in the kitchen, she goes back and forth with a mop while
humming to herself. As you easily notice, the hornmother can't stop glancing at her. You
take the oportunity to sit next to her, the sudden movement getting her face blank. You
pat between her horns, gently.

"Everything is ok." She turns at you, much like a pointer goes around inside an old clock.
"She didn't really mean that. Vaal was just being scary to send the mean nohorn home."
You "hmm" to yourself. "Kind of like an apocalypse-horn go home dance."

The hornmother is still as blank as a white blanket. No words, no "yay, yay", no dancing.

"Hey." The hornmother jumps a bit under your arm, then glances at Trash, whose elbow is
resting over her leg. "So what's the matter with you? Got exiled or something?"

She nods. You notice her axe still resting at the corner.

"For what?" Trash goes on, frowning. "How the hell does a hornmother end up alone anyway?
Where are your haremhorns?"

"Try." the hornmother says, almost as a complain, as looks down.

You grab one of her hands. "Try?"

""That's Horny's catchphrase." says Trash, now supporting her chin with both hands.
""Try". All of them have one of those. Captain's is "Weakness isn't cute", that's why she's a
murder machine. Then White's is "Black and White". It had something to do with contrast, I
dunno. And Broken's was "Kindness comes from logic", but I think you already knew that
one." Trash scatches her head. "I don't know what small horny here is trying th say, though.
Where are we gonna drop her, by the way?"

>>749978

Didn't Preah's Headband ALSO read "T R Y"?
(But wasn't it Pedro who got her a new headband? Who stole whom's catchphrase?)

Just as a little side note, I'll try going with my trip. Hopefully everything works.

>>749978
"If she's an exile she'll have to find her own way right? Just dropping her off somewhere without at least finding her a job would be like dropping get in the ocean... We would never do that by the way *Pat Pat* I should get a comb... Anyways what if we taught her the basics of cleaning and such, that way she can at least get a basic job and keep her self feed, and we'll have a janitor for a while in exchange! Maybe I could even teach hey how to cook a bit, or at least make good coffee and tea for everyone while we're working! How does that sound?~ <3"

>>750014
While we are at it, how about asking why she is running around with that axe. Did she steal it, is it hers, did she kill anyone with it (last one just because of protocoll)?

>>750789
I concur. That axe raises questions.

>>750789
>>751343
My assumption is that she carries it for self defense / warding off bullies... but it would be a good idea to ask and be sure

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>>750789
>>751343
>>751351
>pic related

I'm off then, damn these tight sceduals.

I just realized something. That poor Hornmother has been through Hell. She has no Haremhorns.

Who's had to take care of her eggs. Hornmothers lay an egg every morning. And then Haremhorns take the eggs and care for them.

Or destroy them, as noted in the previous section of HSC.

She's forced to abandon or destroy her own eggs.

>>750014

The hornmother shudders, then wildly turns and stares at you. After sighing, you pat her
head over and over, pat pat pat, playing a bit with her hair. It seems to calm her.

"I should get a comb." you mumble, as you gently drag the hornmother next to you with a
hand over her shoulder. She's... heavier than she looks. "If she's an exile she'll have to find
her own way, right? Just dropping her off somewhere without at least finding her a job
would be like dropping her in the ocean." Your guess is right; as you turn, she's staring at you
with wide eyes. "We would never do that, by the way." Headpatting protocol ensues.
"Anyways, what if we taught her the basics of cleaning and such? That way, she can at least
get a basic job, and keep herselft fed, and we'll have a janitor for a while in exchange!" Trash's
already smirking at your face as if you were trying to grab the moon between your hands.
"Maybe I could even teach her how to cook a bit, or at least make good coffee and tea for
everyone while we're working!" You raise a happy balled up fist, your eyes perhaps
brimming. "How does that sound?"

Trash doesn't reply; she just stares. It's like if she was letting the silence sink to make a
point, yet you keep your fist up in stride.

She gives in. "Toasty. I want you to pretend this is a scientific thesis." Trash starts, politely.
"Taking into account the beings that came here from all across the galaxy; hornmothers might
just be the single most useless fucks in the entirety of creation. I'm not joking. I'm not
being funny here." You notice she's suddenly wearing Vaal's thick old lady glasses. "Not
taking into account that they eat a shit-ton, complain all the time, and argue over
everything, or anything, the only moment the hornmothers aren't, drinking, smoking,
gambling, or blaming each other is when they nap. Which happens, at least, five times a
day." She pauses. It's a powerful pause. "Don't expect good coffee."

You scowl at Trash. Not too much; just enough to let her know she could have said all of that
without the hornmother sobbing into your arm. Yet she takes a sip from tea, without breaking
a sweat.

"If she's going down with us, expect her sensibily and "go home go home!" be fucked
at every turn by the shit we are bound to witness. Unless she's dumb enough not to
understand, which would mean she's useless to us anyway."

"Oh, and where would you leave her?" It's a soft voice; it comes from the kitchen, dragging
a blonde along, who crouches next to the hornmother. "She can learn. I'm sure of it."

Trash smirks. "Don't be."

Vaal pouts. "I am!" She turns at the hornmother, then caresses her puffy cheek.
"She just showed up with an axe. That speaks of bravery." The blonde glances at Trash. "And
as long as she dares to try, she's bound to learn."

"Meanwhile..." Trash sighs.

>>751799
"But Ado said the hornmothers on the Second have learned to work and even tell people to 'go fuck themselves'. If Ado can't bully them they have to at lest be able to handle themselves a bit! If the Ado-go-home test isn't enough then what would refute your hypothesis?"

After debating Trash ask the hornmother: "So... where did you get that axe? And what exactly have you been using it for?"

>>751839

You raise a finger. "But Ado said the hornmothers on the Second have learned to
work, and even tell people to "go fuck themselves"".

"I can attest to that." Vaal nods, happily.

"If /Ado/ can't bully them", you go on emphasizing each word, "they have to at least
be able to handle themselves a bit! If the Ado-go-home test isn't enough then what would
refute your hypothesis?"

Trash seems bored and quiet as she looks at you, then at Vaal, then at the hornmother. She
sighs, again.

"It's going to be a long way until that." Trash shrugs.

You gently take some distance from the hornmother, then face her fully. "So... where
did you get that axe? And what exactly have you been using it for?"

You search for the axe, and notice everyone is looking at it.

"WAH?"

It's under the What's snout. As everyone stares in silence, it walks up to Trash rising its
feet above the head at every step. Hesitating, the former templar takes the axe.

"Now what do I do with this?" One of Trash's eyes twitches at the What as it walks towards
the kitchen. She then looks at the weapon. "Seriously, what were you even doing with this
thing? It's for lumber. There aren't even trees."

"Except in the first floor." Vaal points out.

"What were you doing with it?" You ask the hornmother, who turns at you and then to the
axe.

"I took it from one of the homes because I wanted to go home with you." she admits, her
voice cracking.

Vaal touches her arm. "Where are your haremhorns, sweetie?"

The hornmother shakes her horns.

Vaal blink. "Where did you last saw them?"

"The-the ship?" she wonders, sinking further into the couch. "I don't know... it was all black."

You "hmm". Maybe those aren't the right questions.

I wonder if this was the Hornmother that was hiding from Leateli when it all started to go wrong.

>>751931
So, Questions...
You want them? Take 'em!

> When were you hatched?
> Do you know Leaderhorn? Seen her lately?
> What home did you get the axe from?
> Why did you think the axe would help you go home?
> The ship? You mean the Greathorn?
> Did you black out? I mean, do you remember being in the dark? Did you hear anything?
> What have you been doing before being exiled?
> Do you know why you were exiled?
> How long have you been on THIS ship?
> How did you make it all this time?
> Have you been laying eggs? What happened to them?
> Are you, what they would say, defective? Don't worry, we wouldn't judge you.
> Do you think you can adapt to the no-horn's ways?
> Do you NEED to eat that much, or just because you are borred? (Maybe we can get her a Wii U.)
> Do you like potatos?
> Your bandana, where is it from, what does it stand for?

Got some more questions regarding our memory too.

> Why is she heavier then we assumed? How much difference is there between the Batemother and regular Hornmother?
> Does she FEEL any different from other hornmothers? Like, more sturdy on some places? Like not-fleshy?
> Have we ever seen a hornmother without their robe? (Already asked Dan regarding this information, hoping for fast feedback on their parts.)

Concluding, here some suggestions regarding to act:
> Check Axe for blood (or remnants of it, with luminol or some shit?)
> Ask for permittion look at the bandana.
> If Batemother weight to much to be considered either "chubby" or "swoll", if they don't feel like normalhorns should feel, or if they admit defect, ask if we can "check 'em" (under their robe).


Come on, take your pick.
I got plenty!

>>752700
Of course, give the horn some time to answer.
Instead of that trashy templar
>>749978
>asking 3 questions without waiting for an answer.
Silly Trash.

>>751931
"Where do you consider 'home' to be? If they kicked you out is it really a place you want to go back to?"

No need to touch on the sensitive subject of eggs or defects right now. As long as she still wants to go home she's not likely to put much effort into learning any kind of skill.

>>754710

"Where do you consider 'home' to be?" You are giving her an inquisitive look as the hornmother turns at you. "If they kicked you out, is it really a place you want to go back to?"

She nods.

>>754791
"If you don't want go go back there then do want to learn how to take care of yourself without haremhorns around? If not then what do you want to do?"

>>754965

Slightly, you tilt your head towards her. Yet there she remains, just slowly blinking at you.

"If you don't want go go back there then do want..." you stop. Silently, you push your glasses back over your nose. Trash and Vaal glance at each other at the same time. "...Do you want to learn how to take care of yourself without haremhorns around?" you resume, measuring your words carefully. "If not, then what do you want to do?"

"GO HOME! I wanna go home!" she almost shouts, slamming her robe with both hands. She stops. And slowly, but surely; "...Waaaaaaahh!! ...Waaaaaaaaaaaaahh!" yup, she's throwing a tantrum.

>>755026
*sigh* "If we did manage to take you back to the Greathorn do you think they would take you in? I've never heard of a herd just loosing a hornmother."

>>755118

She's still "waaaah!"ing as you drag her close and hug her, her sobbing only dwindles down
as you start to pat her back.

You sigh. "If we did manage to take you back to the Greathorn, do you think they would take
you in?"

"Nope. They wouldn't." It's Trash. "I can't think of a single scenario where that could possibly
happen. She's only out here cuz they don't want her in."

You think it over as you squint your eyes at the templar, while dodging the horns with your
chin. "I've never herd of a heard-" your mouth gapes as you think about what you just said, "
just losing a hornmother." you end, nodding.

"They don't. HornmothehashdASHdaSGdhagsdjJAKLSJA!
" Trash finally breaks free from Vaal's neck bite. She death stares at the blonde; who just
stares back, smiling like a cat. The templar turns to you. "No. They don't lose
hornmothers. End of story, what do you want?" she scratches her head. "Also, what about the
team? Do we have a rooster already, I mean we were going to do that big interview right?"

"Don't rush the Roomba." Vaal peacefully, states, as she hugs Trash from behind and
looks at you. "She's making a big choice for all of us."

>>752700

> Why is she heavier then we assumed? How much difference is there between the Batemother and regular Hornmother?

She's as heavy as the broken horn Leader, it's just that Roomba expect her to be lighter because she's a bit smaller. Must be a young hornmother!

> Does she FEEL any different from other hornmothers? Like, more sturdy on some places? Like not-fleshy?

Roomba can easily tell Fakes apart. If the hornmother is one, then she's clearly a masterpiece.

> Have we ever seen a hornmother without their robe? (Already asked Dan regarding this information, hoping for fast feedback on their parts.)

Roomba used to wash with the broken horn Leader back then. She busted her circuits figuring out ways to lure her out of her chair, and into the bath. BHL used to fall asleep there.

Roomba has quite the suggestions module. =o

>>755245
Must be defective then. I wonder if they even tell them or if they figure it's kinder kicking them out without telling them directly they're somehow messed up. Another Cyberhorn would be weird, I can only imagine Sansui making them to troll people.

>>755206
"If you want a fast answer I could just have Wahrio pick whoever he likes but I think everyone would prefer a bit more carefully decided party. Having nearly caused and then adverted the apocalypse before breakfast I have a bit of reconsidering to do.

If I take both of you that leaves room for 4 more people. we need at least one each of a mechanic, pilot, and medic. Wahrio is kind of a medic but I feel like having a slightly more conventional person around might help and Lumina seems like a good choice for that.

As for a pilot it's a choice between the Inked and @#$!... I can never get that name right, I have no idea how you do it Trash.... but one is mute without a likely pricey accessory, and the other comes as a package deal with a nearly mute 'big brother' and the cute little Hand Deso that he takes care of. The Inked has skills but !@#$ has his own weapons and I assume he's quite competent in using them. I'm going to be worried enough with Moody/Lumina, I'm not so sure adding in Deso would be a good idea.

As for medics it seems rather slanted in favor of White Walker, Quantic gravity is pretty flexible in rapid healing but I feel like Bravado the Nitolich is still worth considering, pricey as the repairs will be for him the ability to repair traumatic injuries and even modify normal flesh sounds great, as someone used to being able to do that I don't know why humans haven't made Nitoliches as much a treasure as Armas are... probably the creepy kinda dead thing... Oh and the smell I guess.

Having heard all that, what do you think Nielly?" Take off our headphones and if we can try and turn up the volume enough that Trash and Vaal can hear her too.

>>755428
I'm pretty sure they don't tell defectives why they're being booted. I don't know if Himehorns have crimes of any kind.

Mechanic is Moody/Lumina, for sure.
By your logic of needing Pilot, Mechanic and Medic, we have to choose the Inkling, simply because the Trio don't have a medic, or a mechanic,and we can't divide their team.

My preference is for Bravado over the White Walker, simply because Bravado seems easier to work with or spend time with in close quarters.

His core repairs are his issue, and hence his need for money. My suggestion of getting his core repaired as some of his compensation was just to see if we could do it cheaper or sooner. Since that's not within our means or non-money resources, it falls to him to arrange his own repairs.

Granted when he goes for that repair, we'll need a temp. But by then we'll probably be building a second team, or have standby crew and contacts.

I hope.

>>755428

"If you want a fast answer I could just have Wahrio pick whoever it likes," you start, smiling
widely with your eyes closed. "We could line our candidates in a row and pick those it
touches."

"Yes." Trash states, deadly serious.

"No." Vaal states, deadly serious.

"...but I think everyone would prefer a bit more carefully decided party." You grab a cup of tea
from the table, but your hand turns to a croissant you poke the hornmother's ear with.
"Having nearly caused and then adverted the apocalypse before breakfast, I have a bit of
reconsidering to do." You shrug slightly with your other shoulder, as the sound of munching
fills the background. "If I take both of you" Vaal giggles hard, "that leaves room for four more
people. We need at least one each of a mechanic, pilot, and medic. Wahrio is kind of a
medic but I feel like having a more conventional person around might help, and
Lumina seems like a good choice for that."

"I agree with the last, but what do you mean by Whatie healing people, and it doesn't even
count, I-I mean it's really really free, don't you want it?" Trash's smile wavers as she stutters.
She seems heartbroken.

>>755551
"Oh, Right. Mechanic A mechanic fixes my kind of machines, a medic fixes your kind of machines. Maybe I should run some self tests..."

Carefully free our self from the hornmother for a second, pick up Wahrio, and sit down next to Trash with him. "Of course I want the little guy, if there was 5 of them I'd have to force myself not to adopt them all!" Give her a little side hug too "I know you love these guys, and I'd never deny you that for no good reason Trash. 'Trust the Toaster' right? I'm the real thing, as hard as it is to believe haha~"

>>755551

You feel lost for a second, then tilt back up to life. "Oh! Right. Mechanic." You gently bite one
of your fingers. "A mechanic fixes my kind of machines, a medic fixes your kind of
machines. Maybe I should run some self tests..."

"Well... you do seem a bit off." Trash points out, barely smirking.

"A little." Vaal elbows her girlfriend, kindly.

You caress the hornmother's head, subtly pushing her away; it doesn't work. Thinking
like a haremhorn, you reach for a small chocolate donut and push the hornmother's
cheek with it. When she goes for it, you push at her a dish filled with a mix of cheese cake
slices and small flavored breads until she notices it. You soon are free to stand as she
rampages over the innocent meal, you walk up to the Wahrio-

"WAH?"

-pick it up, and sit down next to Trash with him. The What just stays in place over your black
tighs, letting its snout wander left and right.

"Of course I want the little guy." You say, as the templar looks at you meekly. "If there was
five of them, I'd have to force myself not to adopt them all!"

"Um, well, that's really alright then." Trash blurts out, as Vaal winks at you from behind
her. She doesn't notice your arm surrounding hers until you give her a little push towards
you, it makes her turn at you. "I know you love these guys, and I'd never deny you that for no
good reason Trash." You grab her hand. "'Trust the toaster', right? I'm the real thing, as
hard as it is to believe haha!"

"Toasty is overreacting." Trash warns, a bit too bluntly. Blushing.

You giggle, then let your eyes wander towards the leaf green ceiling as the What scratches
it's snout frantically over your legs. "As for a pilot, it's a choice between the Inked and
@#$!... I can never get that name right, I have no idea how you do it Trash."

"It's !'%&!" It's Vaal, popping out from behind Trash almost menacingly. "! ' % &. The ! goes
first, maybe that's why you got lost?"

"! ' % &." You repeat, then nod with a firm "hmm!". "I see, I think I got it." You glance at
the hornmother; she's blankly sitting by the corner of the couch, way too quiet. It makes
you tilt your head, yet you turn at Vaal. "One of them is mute without a likely pricey accesory,
and the other comes as a package deal with a nearly mute "big brother" and the cute little
Hand Deso taht he takes care of. The Inked has skills, but !'%& has his own weapons and I
assume he's quite competetent in using them." You pause, then take a slow sip. The What
jumps from you straight into the glass table, breaking through as it turns into a shattering
boom of scatttered glass and tasty food, while everyone around covers their face. Once the
mess is done, a slight glance at your side reveals that Vaal actually covered Trash's face
instead of hers.

"WAH?"

"Everyone ok? It's nothing, I can get like five of the-"

"WAAAAAAAAAAH, MEAAN!" It's the hornmother, grabbing her horns in a frenzy. "GO HOME! GO HOME!"

"WAH? WAH?"

>>755428

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There's food and dishes over a rug where the table used to be. Over the tasty snacks the
hornmother still pouts hard at the What. She still looks at it as it grabs another snacks,
misses her mouth, and bites the air.

"Inkeds" Under the What's massive feet, Trash's head is slowly munching, "can really
hold their ground. As well as Nitro-Liches and Black-People. In a fight, I'm not sure who
would win between !'%& and the Inked Knight. Piloting? Inked Knight. Knowledge? !'%&.
Repairing? Inked Knight. Talking? !'%&. And I mean in charisma too, kind of like Corny here."

You nod and ponder, your knees bent over the rug. "I'm going to be worried enough with
Moody/Lumina, I'm not so sure adding in Deso would be a good idea."

The What jumps from Trash's head into Vaal's, making her tea spill. She pauses, then takes
another sip.

"Lumina can handle herself already, and she's still got room to improve. It's like the girl drugs
herself with mechanic articles instead of anime." Trash scratches her head. "I don't see
her fighting anyone close quarters though. She's can be fucking precise, but not that fast,
not yet. Deso? The little thing is fucked up, shy, and not that clever either. But a Hand."
she raises a finger. "Which means she's got a fuck-ton of potential. She also has a few skills
of her own, just expect her to rely on !'%&."

You nod as well, almost frantically.

"As for medics, it seems rather slanted in favor of White Walker. Quantic Gravity-"

"Quirurgical." Vaal raises a finger.

"Oh. Well, Quirurgical Gravity is pretty flexible in rapid healing, but I feel like Bravado the
Nitrolich is still worth considering. Pricey as the repair will be for him, the ability to repair
traumatic injuries and even modify normal flesh sounds great. As someone used to being
able to do that, I don't know why humans haven't made Nitroliches as much a treasure
as Armas are-"

"Because Nitro-Liches don't kill Hands." Trash points out. "And that's one whole hell of a
difference." She pauses. "Also the smell. QG or flesh-regen, the White Walker doesn't
fucking rot alive."

"But he's insane." Vaal adds.

"Not so much." Trash's eyes dart from to side. "I mean yeah, but it's not that kind of crazy. He
just /loves/ to scream his nickname. And QG is really hard to master! We could even teach the
guy to fix things, he has the moves for it, we just have to pour some knowledge into the
mix."

"With the White Walker, we'll be able to stand our ground all the fight." Vaal says, carefully.
"Yet with Bravado we will endure the aftermath. QG can't fix broken limbs or bones,
but it does save the moment." "She ponders at this, banging her finger against her cheek over
and over. "I vote Bravado."

Trash pouts. "What? Whyyy?!"

Vaal shrugs, giggling. "Well, my fights usually end very fast...!"

(Cont!)

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"Having heard all that, what do you think Nielly?" You turn up the volume at max, then genly slide the headset at the center of the rug, between tea pots, dishes and small bowls with cheese. Dim noises come from it; everyone, including the What, leans closer to listen.

"...because... while.. assuming that... naive..."

"Well, it's only natural." Trash says, glancing at you. "If you could really turn them up that high, someone would end up with its ears blown."

>>756370
"Ah, I suppose that is a useful feature for when people are screaming at you on the radio" pick the headset back up and ask her to repeat that first bit, we can just relay what she has to say to everyone else

Also, are we going to have to put Wahrio on a leash? What has gotten into him to make him so destructive lately?

>>756507

"Ah, I suppose that is a useful feature for when people are screaming at you on the radio." You
bend forward as you sit on your legs and grab the headset with both hands, trying not to drag
it across the rug. You wear it, then clear your throat meaningfully. Then repeat:

"Could someone please explain me what in the world is going on here?" You blink. Oh
dear, that makes sense.

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>>758667
Oh dear.

So, where do we start?
First of all, how much Information does Nielly already have? In terms of general knowledge, I mean.

From there we continue to our lifestory:
> Welcome. TO HIMEHORN PARK! (Our relationship with BHL and the Greathorn)
> HORN BROKEN! (The Support center and the... Incident... press F to pay respect)
> I got 99 Girlfriends but a Trash 'ain't one! ( Leeda: Maximum Overbully and How I Met Your Templar)
> MONEYMONEYMONEYMONEYMONEY ( Or: How to fuck over the economy in less than a year, by doing multiple jobs, and what to do with the spare change.)
> Wait, before you do anything that you might regret, one question. Just let me ask one question. Are you really going to keep that? (>touch fluffy tail (maybe), and how come you are a fucking headset)
> Look at my ships, now back to me, now back at the ships, now- (Vaal's investment: A hybrid Dinghy for our fleet.)
> I am Death, destroyer of worlds (And how being dumb is a blessing)
Finally:
> Choose Wisely (Cyberhorn is best girl! Not! And all the other candidates.)

Now, the only question I got left to ask is how many sensors are active for her.
Other than sound of course.

But one should also consider: Maybe Nielly should SEE our candidates. This includes the ones we might not want. Just so we can make sure that they really are not worth our time. We really need these psychological profiles.

And just for the sake of it, have another Fluffy Tail. Really Roomba, you should stop thinking about this kind of stuff.

>>759513
> I got 99 girlfriends but a Trash ain't one

This whole post pleases the haremhorn. =w=

Roomba doesn't have a clue of how much the Nielly prototype knows!

>>759513
So what sort of questions would we have on our psychological profile then? As long as they're not too crazy and can follow directions they should work in my opinion.

>>758667
"So just how far back should I start? Working with brokenhorn leader and getting kicked out after Laeteli killed her? Working 5 jobs because my hobby is helping people? Trying to start a new support center because the second is sending privateers after the show coming from the himehorns new underwater city making it to risky for them to send out rescue ships? Meeting Trash and interviewing people?... I suppose that is the sort version of everything isn't it?~"

>>760009
Sheesh, let's see here.

Keep in mind, there is only so much processing memory available.

I'd say, we start with a classic:
The 16 personalities profile. (It would also determine how fast they get sick of something)
... I don't know, can we do an IQ test? I'd do a IQ test.
And, of course, some way we can determine HOW badshit insane they are (since it's not a question of if).

As long as my sources don't deceive me, Roomba should be abled to read mimics, and emotions(?).
I don't know, throw in some Rorschachs, pull a little bit of Freud. I really don't know. I'm just here to make (un)helpful suggestions and advices.

Depending on how many of these suggestions come through, I am truly sorry horned one.

>>760043
Mbti would only really help in how we would get along, very different types have terrible communicating. IQ is a bit much, I'm not even sure we could find something like that anymore. Ink blots might be amusing but there's not a ton of useful information we'll get out of it. I think if we did a second round of interviews the best thing might just be to run through scenarios with them, "someone calls in needing fuel because they didn't engage hover mode, how do you respond?" And stuff like that, with plenty of opportunity to make a mistake, and see how they handle it when you point out what could (or did) go wrong in that scenario.

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>>760082
>inb4 pic related

Also, where is Steve? Still sound asleep?

All right, just so you guys know.

Don't expect me for the next, let's say about 24 hours. I will have to navigate our spaceship halfway decent through the warp. None of your concerns though.

>>761329
=T Thats kind of a bummer, I think your posts are a lot of fun sometimes.

Eating, drinking, nanaing, then posting a new thread! Because I can't believe 3 days already went by, I mean what D:

>>760100

I was performing labour in exchange for currency.

>>760043
IQ tests would get us nothing. They really only measure how well one does on IQ tests.

>>760082
Running them through scenarios based on what we and BHL went through would give us a better idea of how they solve problems. Create situations and specify what resources they have ( you have an unarmed soldier in power armour, and a medic who will not touch weapons or do harm, how do you solve this situation ).

>>761329
Emperor's blessing upon your journey!

>>762144
That's one of the things I like about this quest. It runs at its own comfy pace.

Tomorrow I work and then travel home. I'll get home about this time tomorrow. I'm here for a couple of hours, and I'll check in tomorrow before I start work too. If I have net time while travelling, I'll check in then too.

>>762376

Have fun then! I'll start the new thread ater some tea. This weekend I'm completely free, so I might run like in the good old days. =w=

>>762573
Squeeee!!! I will clear my Sunday calendar!