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Unix-tan fanfic pt. IUnix turned her attention away from her book and looked out the train window again. The scenery had transformed from dense forest into an open, hilly landscape, a sign that she was close to her destination.Taking a glance around the nearly empty coach, she drew the sad conclusion that not many people were taking this mode of transportation anymore. Narrow gauge had been common in her youth, but it had almost vanished now lost forever to high speed rail. They started their journey upon such a train; but as they moved farther and farther into into the boonies, the infrastructure became less and less sophisticated. Makes sense, she thought to herself mournfully, it's not like anyone cares about these people, anyway. Giving a second look at the sparse passengers, she tried to determine who they were; not in a personal sense, but a biological one. To the untrained eye, humans, hardware and OS-tans seem alike in almost every physical and psychological sense; only when ma
Most Important Meal of the DayIsra imagined their breakfast was going to be strange-- after all, she was dining at the coffee house from which she had been unceremoniously fired mere weeks ago. But she never could have expected this."Let me get this straight... you accidentally teleported him into a tree?" Isra's deadpan mannerisms belied her immense surprise at the revelation that the cat had not ended up in the large maple through an act of feline curiosity, but instead been the subject in an experiment in transporting living creatures through the space-time contiuum."It's not teleportation, it's transdimensional transportation," Erwin insisted through a mouthful of food, holding a piece of marmalade-covered toast in one hand, and a butter knife in the other. "This cat is our first test subject." he casually gestured toward the cat, who was now curled in a ball in Augustine's lap, with the end of the knife."But... but... why are you telling me this?" Isra's asked, brows furrowed in bewilde