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Fri 17th May 2024 06:34

Getting Recognized at the Turkish Cafe?!?!?!

by Lucid Thursday

*A montage of Lucid Thursday, now with her new dark purple hair, and muted wardrobe choices. She is seen looking wistfully out the window as stars blink past, sweeping morosely through the peeling golden walls of the Venator, and removing her tear stained makeup*
 
"Hey guys, you've probably noticed that I haven't been online much anymore. I've been going through a bit of a brand-identity crisis"
 
"But today we get to spy on my coworker as he goes on a date with a previous fling"
 
Lucid, (as DrrtyThursday of course) is seen applying a disguise of some sort.
 
"I've been mostly spending my time reading, studying... researching..."
 
"Now my transformation is complete, you shall henceforth know me as.... SnEaKyThUrSdAy"
 
Lucid is now seen seated in a cafe, wearing sunglasses indoors
 
"This date is super lame, they're just talking about work. And this coffee I ordered is waaayyy too strong"
 
The coffee is a very very pale tan color. Lucid frowns as she stirs another packet of sugar into the coffee. Suddenly she looks up, having been distracted from her mission.
 
"Peter just left her to finish her lunch alone? what a dick."
 
Lucid is seen rushing out of the cafe quite clumsily. She is now seen stalking Peter as he crosses town, almost getting hit by a car at least once as she jay walks.
 
"A second lunch Peter? really? what are we, Plutonian?"
 
voices in the distance are captioned on screen in pink and red comic sans.
 
"you mightve seen mumble mumble ambassador"
 
"Pretty impressive mumble mumble some stream hacker just got busted for weapons trafficking. don't you have a stream hacker on your crew?"
 
"That streamer is crazy! she's been underground for months!" Lucid shouts, lowering her newspaper. We can see a figure approaching her from behind. The camera falls and goes black.
 
"My... my knee pits? You recognized me by my knee pits?"
 
"You... have a freckle..."
 
Thus begins an impromptu meet up, where Aidan keeps knocking and destroying cameras from admirers. Lucid is having a good time, but is becoming increasingly aware of her compromised anonymity. I make 150000 Credits.
 
There is a discussion of burning off the identifying freckle, facial modification, the acquisition of pants, etc etc