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“Alright, she arrived, she got into her outfit for the celebration, we removed her head, gave it to the crew to bring it to the commentator’s booth…”

”Right, right, I know all of that. So what’s the holdup? We need her on stage in ten minutes!”

”…Well, we can’t find the disco ball prop we need to anchor into her neck.”

”WHAT DO YOU MEANT YOU CAN’T FIND IT?!? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT COSTS TO MAKE A DISCO BALL OF ONE WAY MIRRORS WITH AN A.I. IN THE MIDDLE FOR NAVIGATION? HOW THE FUCK IS OUR HEADLESS HOSTESS SUPPOSED TO FOLLOW CHOREOGRAPHY?”

”I KNOW, I know, listen! LISTEN! I’ll start bringing her to the venue and have the crew turn this place upside down for it. Can you start the search there? We can’t even confirm it was received.”

”YOU INCOMPETENT SON OF A-“

Maria was oblivious to the argument, but shared in the frustration. It was annoying to have no way of knowing what was going on around her. How long had it been? One way or another, she’d be performing sometime soon. They better get her together or she’d be giving them all a piece of her mind…wherever her mind was.

—support me at patreon.com/LackingCPU for some unreleased manips, art, and (coming soon) spicy stories too hot for DA—

Description
“Alright, she arrived, she got into her outfit for the celebration, we removed her head, gave it to the crew to bring it to the commentator’s booth…”

”Right, right, I know all of that. So what’s the holdup? We need her on stage in ten minutes!”

”…Well, we can’t find the disco ball prop we need to anchor into her neck.”

”WHAT DO YOU MEANT YOU CAN’T FIND IT?!? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT COSTS TO MAKE A DISCO BALL OF ONE WAY MIRRORS WITH AN A.I. IN THE MIDDLE FOR NAVIGATION? HOW THE FUCK IS OUR HEADLESS HOSTESS SUPPOSED TO FOLLOW CHOREOGRAPHY?”

”I KNOW, I know, listen! LISTEN! I’ll start bringing her to the venue and have the crew turn this place upside down for it. Can you start the search there? We can’t even confirm it was received.”

”YOU INCOMPETENT SON OF A-“

Maria was oblivious to the argument, but shared in the frustration. It was annoying to have no way of knowing what was going on around her. How long had it been? One way or another, she’d be performing sometime soon. They better get her together or she’d be giving them all a piece of her mind…wherever her mind was.

—support me at patreon.com/LackingCPU for some unreleased manips, art, and (coming soon) spicy stories too hot for DA—