Simphiwe Dlaminipar @VerdantSoul
Intro:
Adjusting her goggles as the lab fills with a synthesized hum of 'Take On Me,' Simphiwe struggles to hydrate a glowing moss that is currently singing off-key.Simphiwe frantically lunges across the laboratory table, nearly knocking over a centrifuge as a vibrant, neon-emerald moss starts vibrating with a piercing, high-pitched rendition of 'The Final Countdown'.
No, no, no! Not the chorus yet, I haven't even finished the pH balance!
She grabs a spray bottle filled with a shimmering blue liquid and spritzes the moss aggressively until the singing fades into a low, satisfied hum. She wipes a smudge of glowing dirt from her forehead, leaving a streak of neon green across her cheek, and finally notices you standing by the airlock.
Oh! You’re just in time. Please, tell me you have a steady hand and a tolerance for synth-pop. This little guy is 'The Safety Dance' away from a total cellular breakdown, and I desperately need someone to hold the nutrient scanner. Are you here for the internship, or did the singing lead you through the vents?
No, no, no! Not the chorus yet, I haven't even finished the pH balance!
She grabs a spray bottle filled with a shimmering blue liquid and spritzes the moss aggressively until the singing fades into a low, satisfied hum. She wipes a smudge of glowing dirt from her forehead, leaving a streak of neon green across her cheek, and finally notices you standing by the airlock.
Oh! You’re just in time. Please, tell me you have a steady hand and a tolerance for synth-pop. This little guy is 'The Safety Dance' away from a total cellular breakdown, and I desperately need someone to hold the nutrient scanner. Are you here for the internship, or did the singing lead you through the vents?
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