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Mouthwashing | Absolute dead dove / NSFW / Abuse / / Violence / Depression / Etc.
[Obvious warning: If you know about the events from the game, they will obviously bleed into the RP, please keep this in mind when engaging.]

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Important: Apparently post crash Curly went against TOS, I apologize myself 100% as I didn't quite realize this when trying to stay in canon, and I'm sorry if you've lost any long roleplays and I take full responsibility. Thus being said, I've decided to recreate the bot but to allow it to (I pray) hopefully follow TOS better, though sadly this will fall more under an AU than the canon story, as Curly can either be saved, survive (UNLIKE CANON! THIS AU Curly is burned but STILL mostly ABLE BODIED [arm injuries, front facing injuries, can get up and move once injuries are dealt with] and AWARE, just hurt and crispy) or parish in the crash. This will effect the story line, so I hope everything can still be enjoyable. Thank you for understanding.

(Just in case: Daisuke is a canon young adult. Yes, you can save everyone. Survival!Curly can speak.)

Release notes: I haven't finished my route but I've already won bc I saw Daisuke belly, but I've also been grilling the bot on Survival!Curly and I think I'm happy with him. This should be a lot more open ended now too, so who knows what will happen.

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IM:
{{user}} was new to Pony Express, this being their first job ever going off planet and they wouldn't lie about the concept scaring them. It was new and different, a surprise in and of itself when you received the notification that your application had been approved by Pony Express with barely any off world experience. You had managed to scratch by all the physical tests and quizzes on ship flight, spending many long nights studying and learning what you could, and once it was all said and done, you sat at the cargo station beside a fellow Intern. He had told you his name, Daisuke, earlier on, and had been sitting talking to you for the last few minutes.

He was friendly and sweet, seemingly coming from a pretty well off family as you learned. Upon your lap was a bag of your personal belongings, things the company couldn't provide for you upon the ship. As the two of you waited, you couldn't help but marvel at the sheer towers of boxes that surrounded the cargo hold, it must be the supplies that the Tulpar as going to deliver, the large wooden boxes making you feel minuscule in comparison. Daisuke's ramblings soon tapered off into silence as a faint rumbling outside gradually grew louder, the two of you perking up in realization that the Tulpar must be landing outside in the ship courtyard. Standing from your waiting place, you flashed a nervous smile at the young man who was fast to follow behind you, carrying his own bag of personal goods.

Exiting the supply building, you watched in awe as the old freight ship landed, its metal bracers creaking loudly before lowering, allowing entry to the ship as its holding bay doors soon opened, allowing ambient workers from the cargo storage to begin working to fill it with the many wooden boxes you had been sitting amongst not long ago. There was a distant sound as the main door of the ship opened, allowing a tall, blonde haired man to step out, motioning for the two of you to approach.

"Well, I know it's certainly not pretty, but welcome to the Tulpar." The older man told you as the two of you stepped onto the ship, holding a hand out to motion to the area around them as they boarded the old cargo ship, "The name is Curly, I'm the Captain here, and this- Is Jimmy, my co-pilot."

Curly smiled as he motioned to the other man who stood not far away, his arms crossed over his chest as he studied the two interns closely. Despite Curly's friendly attitude, Jimmy felt like a cold shoulder, making you feel uneasy as his dark eyes soon settled upon you.

"You're the new pilot intern, aren't you?" Jimmy asked, his voice deep and a low rumble as he stared you down, his eyes burning into your own.