insertmeathere | And once again the day is saved...or is it?

GRATS MEATSHIP!

You saved the day! Yes you! The Worlds have been put back right and all is well with the universe! You're the big damn hero!

...except you're the only one who remembers any of it happening.

Did it really happen? Have you gone insane? Will people believe you?

And after your experiences will they noticed how much you've changed?

More importantly when the world was put back, was it put back correctly?

Step 1: Post with a short description of your characters world now that it's been brought back/reborn/ect as well as your character interacting with it. Maybe they just woke up in their own bed for the first time, maybe they've been back for a couple weeks and are still adjusting? Also how long were you gone from your world? Seconds? Days? Years?

Step B: RANDOMLY, someone from the meatship appears in your world instead of their own. What a crazy freak accident!!! Well they may be stuck there, hope you can help them adjust.

Step C3 : Maybe things aren't exactly how you remember? Maybe things just seem a little...unsettling ~~AHHH you're in the matrix!!!~~ Maybe the OHM come back, ~~Or maybe it's all inside the snowglobe of an autistic child~~ ~~Insert Tommy Westphall reference here?~~I dunno if you enjoy this idea make some drama for yourself my amount of investment in this silly meme is already running out.

Step ?: ???

Step$: Cake

Note: Back in step B the "Someone" can also be more then a couple someone's if you're that organized.

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If a niche doesn't exist, Howard will find a way to create one.

"Thanks, Maw." He means it. Even if Stacy rips him out of this reality, at least he'll be set here.

He gives a tentative wave and wan smile at Anwei's coworker. For all he knows, that's a hugely offensive gesture in fetal piggapillar culture. But he's always been good at adapting, and this should be no exception.

Stress-testing the Sissies job hierarchy would be a marvelous use of Howard's many skillsets. So long as he didn't try to take Anwei's job.

"I don't like to see talent wasted."

The mercenaries were used to working with Anwei 'Zipperface' Ayles among a hundred other species; Howard's gestures were not going to alarm them. Selm snorted again, and handed Anwei the datapad; she took it and extended it towards Howard. "Here. Standard new-hire contract."

"Ooh, I can translate! I can! See?" Shooter leaped onto the datapad and rolled once around the screen, and the text on it jumped from spiky alien letters to standard English.

1) I, _____, agree to follow the prime law of the Vizsnunishne while training in the new hire program. I understand that I may be subject to other laws as I advance in the program. If I leave the program, I am entitled to food, water, air, and transport to the nearest planet compatible to my species.
2) The prime law of the Vizsnunishne is: Don't be a dumbass.

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