Leg Post 129

Leg Post 129
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Information
Thread	Legends of the NeSiverse
Chapter	Greek Legends
Page	Leg Page 7
Writer	Britt the Writer
Timestamp	3:48 AM - Mar 14, 2020
Setting
Location(s)	Zeebat Eight
Location(s) (Referenced)	Generic Advanced Technology Lab
Characters	Mietta Nerifian Mantle Imhoptah Asshead #3 Fayries
Items	Threads

Leg Post 129 continues the journey of Mantle, where last he met with the fayries of Zeebat Eight in Leg Post 110. Mantle has manipulated the threads to force the Greys to leave the planet peaceably, all of which was done off-script, much to the annoyance of the Narrator who complains about it. Mietta thinks Mantle is a loony NeStian, but everyone relents when Imhoptah supports the existence of the Narrator. He then manipulates the threads to cure the infertility of the fayries, which was first revealed in Pan Post 78. Unable to feel any difference, they agree to go to the generic advanced technology lab to run tests. Mantle decides to leave without a word, which surprises Imhoptah, but he explains that they would want to reward him and he doesn't want that. Instead they will move on to a new location.

Post

Loose Ends on Zeebat Eight

Mietta: "Well, I had my doubts, but you did it. Those Greys packed up and left!"

Nerifian: "And they did it seemingly of their own accord! If they'd been driven off, that would have just motivated their high command to redouble their strength here."

Mantle: "It just seemed like the obvious solution."

Wait, what solution? I just got here, and there's nothing in the script about this!

Mantle: "Oh, sorry, Narrator."

Mietta: "Narrator? Don't tell me you're one of those NeStian loonies who hears voice in their heads."

Nerifian: "He drove off the Greys, I don't care how loony he is."

Imhoptah: "He's not loony, the Narrator is real."

Mietta and the fayries look in some surprise at the impossible smith, but accept his words.

Anyway, is no one going to explain this to me?

Imhoptah: "No. Regrettably, the writer of this post is lacking both imagination and motivation to invent the solution."

Typical. What was the point of taking a vacation from that whacko NeS if Leg is going to be just as bad?

Mantle: "And as for your impotence, that's really easy to fix, at least for me."

He studies the threads of all the fayries, then reaches out with mental hands and adjusts a few.

Asshead #2: "I don't feel any different."

Mantle: "If you felt anything, that'd be a problem."

Asshead #3: "Okay, so how do we tell if it worked? I mean, it's fine for you to say you can tell, but the rest of us can't see whatever you can."

Asshead #4: "Let's have an orgy and see if any of us get pregnant!"

The other fayries roll their eyes.

Nerifian: "Or we could use our advanced technology to scan our motility levels."

Mietta: "Sounds like a plan. To Zeebat Eight's generic advanced technology lab!"

They all pile off. Mantle and Imhoptah stay behind.

Mantle: "Guess it's time to leave."

Imhoptah: "Without saying goodbye? Didn't take you for that sort."

Mantle: "When they find out they're fertile again, they'll want to celebrate and reward me. I'm not in this to be rewarded or for fame."

Imhoptah: "Hmm. Alright. Let's go then."

Mantle: "So where to next?"

Imhoptah: "It's a surprise."

Mantle: "In other words, the writer of this post just got to this point and realized he has no idea what to do next?"

Imhoptah: "Precisely."

Ugh...