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Post by Kappa on Jan 23, 2022 20:49:31 GMT
Greetings, true believers, care to gander at a nerdy version of your favorite caped crusader?
Excelsior!
Option 1: A nerdy version of Bryce Wayne working at a comic book store
Option 2: A dorky version of Bryce Wayne obsessed with anime while going to high school
Option 3: A dweebish version of Bryce Wayne working as a security guard while coding on the side
Option 4: Suggestion
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Post by nobody14 on Jan 23, 2022 21:36:08 GMT
Dweeb security
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Post by Kappa on Jan 23, 2022 21:51:55 GMT
Bryce Wayne, 20 years old, a graduate at Gotham Tech, 250 pounds of flab dressed in a tight fitting, grey security guard uniform, a small and stalky young woman, black hair in a ponytail, round face greasy and riddled with zits, sits in her office, surrounded by monitors, with one hand holding a doctor pepper and the other typing away on a cutting edge laptop assembled entirely by her own crafty sausage fingers.
"Lousy security job." Bryce mumbles to herself. A smart young woman, her dreams are creating video games. And she is, she's just not making the money she'd like to make doing so.
Not yet, that is.
"Would it kill then to get me a bigger chair?!" Bruce pouts, her hips uncomfortable between the armrests, her gut hanging out, drooping down her fatty legs.
It's been a tough since graduation. She doesn't have the best personality, she's qualified, but, personality is what gets you places in life. The best Bryce could do with no real world experiences, even with a degree, was a job at her local mall.
"God, I need a sandwich." Bryce continues to mutter as she continues to type in bit after bit of code.
"Bryce, are you doing your job or are you fooling around?!" Bryce's boss howls from afar.
Bryce sighs, closing her laptop slowly, spinning her chair towards...
-Diana Prince -Harley Quinn -Barbara Gordon -Suggestion
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Post by nobody14 on Jan 24, 2022 0:47:14 GMT
Diana
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Post by Kappa on Jan 24, 2022 1:06:16 GMT
-An obese, middle aged woman -A short and stalky old lady -A pear shaped Karen -Suggestion
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Post by nobody14 on Jan 24, 2022 1:09:44 GMT
Obese middle aged
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Post by Kappa on Jan 24, 2022 2:40:36 GMT
300 pounds, sitting on a rascals, her bloated chins swollen over an unseeable neck, Diana rolls in with a scowl and a fowl odor from her breakfast.
10 egg McMuffins, 4 hash browns, and an extra large iced coffee.
Her breasts like two over sized yoga balls, her uniform soaked in sweat, her ham-like arms resting on her love handles, with swollen hands on the throttle and breaks respectively.
Diana wheezes heavily, Bryce rolls her eyes. Blubber Woman is such a hard ass!
"Would you get yours eyes off that damned computer and look at the monitors?!" Diana demands with her nasally voice. Think of the slug woman from Monsters Incorporate and raise the irritating pitch by 10.
"Sorry, Boss." Bryce apologizes.
"There's been a lotta bums around the mall at night lately. What do they call them, tweakheads?!" Diana asks as her belly gurgles from a bad case of indigestion. "Keep your eye on the screens! Your keister is on the line of anything sketchy happens!"
"Yes, ma'am."
"And don't call me ma'am!" Diana scowls. "I'm not even 50 yet!"
"Yes, Ms Prince."
"Good!" Diana belches an eggy stinker.
As Diana rolls off to her office for tums and a candy bar, Bryce sighs.
"My games need to make me money, like now!"
-Bryce shows off a new game to her friends at the comic book store -That morning, Bryce ends her shift with some breakfast at the food court -Suggestion
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Post by nobody14 on Jan 24, 2022 4:07:04 GMT
Friends at comic store
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Post by Kappa on Jan 24, 2022 4:39:00 GMT
-Clara, Halley, and Victoria -Harley, Selena, and Pam -Suggestion
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Post by nobody14 on Jan 24, 2022 5:39:51 GMT
Harley, Selena, Pam
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Post by Kappa on Jan 24, 2022 16:13:44 GMT
At Quinn's Comics, a 26 year old blonde, 260 pounds of breakfast sandwiches, skittles, and sugary sweet cactus cooler, sits on a couch after hours, dressed in a pair of short shorts that show off her big, flabby, cellulite riddled legs, her red top ridden up, showing off her pasty white belly with deep, vibrantly discolored stretch marks, belching as her girlfriend, a 30 year old secretary, heavily bottom heavy, hair in a tight bun, rolls her eyes as she plays on her Nintendo Switch. Specifically, Pam plays Ghost Catchers. Her favorite franchise since childhood.
To their left, a 300 pound woman, 25 years old, hair in a short pixie cut, wrapped in a big black hoodie, is focused on sketching a new tattoo. A very nerdy, yet, very cool tattoo.
Bryce sits to Selena's left, a look of jealousy on her face.
"You guys are living your best lives." Bryce complains. "Meanwhile, I'm working in between games while being yelled at by a slobby old Hag."
"Bryce, I hate my job more than you hate yours." Pam says with a nasally voice. "The only difference is I have actual bills to pay, you still live with your parents."
"She is only 20, Pammy." Harley points out, scratching her belly.
"Hey, I've worked with Flabby Woman before." Selena chimes in. "Bryce is right, that job sucks more than Kirby!"
The girls laugh, someone farts, no one takes blame but they all damned well it was Harley.
"I just need my games to start making me money." Bryce explains. "Then I'll be free from that fatty on a rascal!"
-Ironically, Bryce stuffs her face with pizza -Bryce shows off her game -Suggestion
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Post by nobody14 on Jan 24, 2022 17:14:53 GMT
Stuff her face with pizza
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Post by Kappa on Jan 24, 2022 17:39:28 GMT
Pam and Selena hold their tongues as Bryce, after calling Diana a fatty on a rascal, grabs two slices of pepperoni, bacon, and jalapeños pizza, folds it in half, dips it in creamy butter sauce and takes a big, cow like bite from the tip all the way to the base.
Harley, incapable of restraint, giggles like a school girl.
"Keep that up and you'll be on a rascal pretty soon, Batsy!" Harley teases, using Bryce's nickname.
Bryce rolls her eyes.
"Whatever. So I like to eat, so do you guys!"
"Hey, I've been gong to the gym recently." Pam glares.
Harley once again giggles.
"I have!"
"Pammy, once a month isn't really--"
Before she could say anything else, Pam smacks her girlfriend on the back of the head.
"You try going to the gym regularly in your 30s!" Pam pouts.
Harley laughs. She loves how often Pam brings that up. As of that makes her any less immature. That girl is the biggest geek in the room! The majority of her paycheck goes to her nerdy vices!
"Whatever." Harley rolls her eyes. "So, Batsy, what's this new game you've been working on?"
"I call it Fairy Quest." Bryce says proudly. "It's my best game yet, wanna try it?"
-The girls try Bryce's game -Bryce at home -Suggestion
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Post by nobody14 on Jan 24, 2022 18:35:57 GMT
Try the game
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Post by Kappa on Jan 24, 2022 19:41:46 GMT
Fairy Quest, a pixel art platformer where the object of the game is to march through time, keeping the belief in fairies alive and thereby keeping yourself alive.
"This is pretty fun." Selena compliments. "A little buggy, but the art style is pretty enough."
"You gonna make it a freemium game, Batsy?"
"That's the plan." Bryce sighs. "But I'm still debating if I just charge for an add free option or make a bunch of skins for purchase."
"People will totally pay for cute designs." Harley points out.
"You think?" Bryce asks nervously. "What do you think, Pam?"
-Pam suggests Bryce gets the help with art design friend -Pam suggests Bryce shows this game to a friend that owns a gaming company -Suggestion
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