[VIDEO] speaking as a guy who's really got it going on...

[slapfight]

 [HERE'S PERIDOT, looking like a kid in a candy store at this point, she's got her face pressed to her omnitool for a brief moment before she adjusts the screen enough so that it's not a close-up of her pores- if she had pores- and shows more of her head, and, more importantly, the hustle and bustle of the strip behind her.]

Wonderland Log #3. 

We're in the middle of a new event, one that seems to be rather... recreational in nature. At first I was apprehensive. Wonderland rarely puts us in events that are meant strictly for our own enjoyment, but after careful analysis, it does appear to be exactly what it is- a, as Earth ones say, vacation. 

[her voice rises in excitement] And since my defection, I have never been farther than the Earth's moon. I can only imagine how amazing the rest of the universe is when I'm not viewing it through Homeworld's lens! This is going to be great! 

But fear not, my fellow victims to Wonderland's machinations. I know the wider galaxy is a vast mystery to Earthlings, so I'll be happy to act as an interpreter and guide. It may not be a system I'm familiar with, but heh. If you've seen one space hub, you've seen-

[Peridot's eyes track something on her left and she lets out a gasp of delight.] Oh my stars, what is that? Those are the most amazing shirts I've ever seen. The appearance modifiers here are so streamlined and elegant.  I must have them.

[and the feed clicks off, mid-log while Peridot rushes to a clothing store to indulge her inner fashionista.]

Comments

[sciencelizard]

Oh. You do that, uhm, y-yourself? Is it like, a special power, or through machines?

[She's so curious. Even if the words use in human terms is a silly association.]

[slapfight]

Oh no, we have injectors and things for that. We just control the mixtures and where the injectors are placed and various other technological bits. Impressive, I know.

[sciencelizard]

That must be, uhm, s-such a precise science, though! Literally creating life, I mean... there's so many variations. I imagine it would be impossible to keep track of every outcome.

[slapfight]

Maybe a lesser kindergartner. But a superior one gets it right every time, down to the spacing of the entry holes.