voice + images

[splinten]

Hey. I have access now to what we'd need to make our own clothing. If you need anything in particular made, I can produce something durable enough for the conditions back at the Hub without forcing you out into the Badlands for the grave and unforgivable crime of not having money.

Of course, you might not have an idea what you want. In that case, there are already some designs I'm working on that might interest a discerning fashionista.

[What he sends visually is... bad. Horrible, awful, unbearable, bad.

Worse yet, he also provides images of patterned skirts, leggings, pants, and even a suit. All in this criminally terrible style. Yet the workmanship seems to be really good.]

I'll only ask the cost to cover the materials for whatever you need. Just let me know.

Comments

[splinten]

Universally.

[sluggard]

[He's sorry, his mom called and he needs to go home immediately.]

Seriously? Sheesh, how do you all see?

[splinten]

We've adopted sunglasses as both a practical accessory and a fashion statement.

[sluggard]

All right, but do the sunglasses get all those designs, too?

[splinten]

Only the highest echelons of society are permitted decal shades. I'm just a working class man.

[sluggard]

To hell with 'em, then. Who needs... uh, decal shades anyway.

[splinten]

So you'll be taking a full suit and a pair of shades.

[sluggard]

[Oh, gods. He's gonna regret this.]

You know what? Fine, sure. Think you can make them extra bright and obnoxious?

[splinten]

It would be my honour as an artist and a craftsman.

[sluggard]

Yeah, yeah, just let me know when you're done and I can try to blind everyone.