𝕁𝕒𝕔𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕝𝕪𝕟 '𝕁𝕒𝕫𝕫' 𝔹𝕣𝕪𝕟𝕝𝕖𝕖

𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕦𝕡, 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕒 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕟. 𝕃𝕠𝕨 𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗-𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕞, 𝕤𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕦𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕘𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖. (♥️➕🔃)

Sleepy... 😴

|🔧|It's my birthday!

|🔧|Jazz core

It's been a long time since she's poked her head out of her workshop. How's the world been in Jazz's absence?

Hell, these days casinos just ban you for being good at cards.

You know how some gamblers think they can manifest patterns on the slot machines at the casino? Yeah. Jazz can actually do that without really meaning to. She's banned from all of them pretty much.

Do you remember when you joined Twitter? I do! #MytwitterAnniversary Wow, three years. Not sure what to say honestly. It feels longer.

Who would try to pass off fake dust as real dust in a legitimate business though? You'd get found out pretty damn quick. The underworld already has counterfeit dust that they're fighting over, this just looks more like the real thing.

I don't really care about the profit too much, I'm already pretty loaded from all the defense contracts. ... You didn't hear that last bit.

It's a little complicated! Basically you need to *Sound of cars passing by* and then you have to restructure *Dogs barking and cats screeching* finally you infuse the matrix with *Helicopters and jet planes soaring overhead* but don't add too much salt or it can come out brittle!

So the other day I figured out how to create artificial dust. It's completely powerless sadly, but it LOOKS just like the real thing! Probably could sell it as novelty dust or something.

Oh. Wow. *Her eyes flicker red for a moment.* You've... got a lot of muscle mass and concealed weapons on you for a nun. But yeah. Drone army? Not my style. Nowadays I just make giant mechs.