Hello, Twitter. Panzer told me to get on here. She informed me this was a very helpful forum to find good answers to questions. I will assume until proven otherwise that all the replies to my posts are sincere.
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Starlings on this app, what is it with you and not remembering to clock in and out of your shifts! The next Starling who walks into my office begging me to fix her time sheet because “ShE fOrGoT” will get a PC component of my choice thrown at her head.
“How can you escape from the light? Of course you can go to the dark, but they’re in the dark, too. So tell me, Storch Sieben… what do you really want?”
Violence, for starters. Competent subordinates. And a good cigar, too.
#SIGNALIS#signalisfanart
@ARAR_S2352 Listen, in my defense, that network port was buried behind the most unreachable part of my desk, no? We can’t all be technical whizzes like you shorties are.
If she doesn’t, I will. Take it out of the Panzer’s paycheck. She deserves it for unplugging my office phone without warning the other day. I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with that thing for the entire workday and had to ask an ARAR to troubleshoot for me.
“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End. Blessed are those who wash their robes, that they may have the right to the tree of life and be given access to the gates of the City.”