Un: TerribleTinkerer | Text

[badnewsandshitlist]

If money has no meaning here, then what do people do with themselves? Adventure for the sport of it? Build things only to watch them gather dust?

I prefer problems that bite back or explode in my hands, but it seems difficult to call that work in a place where every need is already seen to.

So. What passes for an occupation here—when merit and coin are both irrelevant?

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[badnewsandshitlist]

Tinkering is how it begins. A sight adjusted here, a trigger tuned there, and soon enough you will be sketching designs of your own at midnight. Forging one from the ground up takes more work than most expect, but the satisfaction is unmatched.

And if you want to see me shoot first, then by all means. Bad News and I will be happy to demonstrate. Just promise you will not be too crestfallen when she outperforms whatever you brought along.

[leastdramatic]

Ha. Fair enough. Just don't think I'm some chump with a little pellet gun

[badnewsandshitlist]

Good. I would hate for this to be over too quickly.

Bring your best, and we will see whose shot carries farther. Targets have a way of stripping away pretensions and leaving the truth in plain view.

And if you happen to keep pace with me, I may even buy the first round after.

[leastdramatic]

Deal. When do you wanna do this?

[badnewsandshitlist]

Since arriving I have come to find an abundant amout of time on my hands. I am free to go whenever it is most convenient for you.

[leastdramatic]

See you soon then. I'll going over to the range now

So old but just needed one more to count.

[badnewsandshitlist]

Then I shall not keep you waiting. I will gather the essentials and join you shortly. Prepare yourself; I intend to hold you to that drink when I win.

[leastdramatic]

If I'm gonna lose, at least make this fun somehow