By guest contributor, Kate Winthrop

Why hello there, handsome stranger. I couldn’t help but notice you staring at me from the connecting location. Perhaps you were thinking, “Hm, I’d research her slots. I’d pull from her chaos bag. I’d fingerprint her kit.”

I mean, just look at me, darling, I’ve heard it all before. Well, you’re in luck because I wouldn’t mind putting some growth counters on that ravenous myconid you got in your pants. Don’t blush, it doesn’t take a scientist to know what that look means! And really, it’s no problem. My signature asset isn’t the only thing that loves to be flipped to its active side.

How about you come back to my location and we can flux in my stabilizer? Don’t worry about running out of actions, gorgeous. I have some experience with readying exhausted tools. Also, there’s time travel. Whew, am I feeling sparks or is that just the aetheric currents from Yuggoth and Yoth?

What’s that? You’re not into women and you were only excited because there’s an advertisement for half-off pies at Velma’s Diner behind me? My sincerest apologies, stranger. How embarrassing for me. I guess we can call this whole interaction a failed experiment and discard the whole thing.