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10-24-2019, 11:20 PM
@seppawku
The letter before you contains a story, complete with pictures of the TCP candidates.
![[Image: bXZtA0C.png]](https://i.imgur.com/bXZtA0C.png)
This story takes place when TCPs were new and learning the world around them, centuries ago...one OBJ type by the name of Mince was particularly lost in this new world, unable to find a place that fit them just right. Everywhere they went, there didn't seem to be a need for such a small and simple TCP. It wasn't until they discovered their powers, the ability to naturally manipulate scraps, that they felt like they had a purpose and a chance to fit in...only to be rejected by society at large. Mince wandered the world alone, their only companions the bits of soul they picked up along the way.
On one dark and stormy night on their travels, they discovered a mansion...
![[Image: wRc5jhQ.png]](https://i.imgur.com/wRc5jhQ.png)
The mansion appeared empty and abandoned, making an ideal shelter for the night...only for Mince to find that there was in fact an owner, ominously looming over them as they entered. She introduced herself as Corpus, a touch type with class and elegance. Mince was intimidated by the TCP's large stature and how a TCP could obtain such a mansion, but Corpus lead them through the halls without a single threatening gesture, simply stating that she had longed for company for some time. There was just one problem...it was so dark here, and things lurked where she could not see. If only someone could help light the place...
Mince got right to work, using their scraps to keep the lanterns lit, banishing away the creatures of the night in exchange for a place to stay...and as it turns out, a wonderful companion.
Who do you choose?
The letter before you contains a story, complete with pictures of the TCP candidates.
This story takes place when TCPs were new and learning the world around them, centuries ago...one OBJ type by the name of Mince was particularly lost in this new world, unable to find a place that fit them just right. Everywhere they went, there didn't seem to be a need for such a small and simple TCP. It wasn't until they discovered their powers, the ability to naturally manipulate scraps, that they felt like they had a purpose and a chance to fit in...only to be rejected by society at large. Mince wandered the world alone, their only companions the bits of soul they picked up along the way.
On one dark and stormy night on their travels, they discovered a mansion...
The mansion appeared empty and abandoned, making an ideal shelter for the night...only for Mince to find that there was in fact an owner, ominously looming over them as they entered. She introduced herself as Corpus, a touch type with class and elegance. Mince was intimidated by the TCP's large stature and how a TCP could obtain such a mansion, but Corpus lead them through the halls without a single threatening gesture, simply stating that she had longed for company for some time. There was just one problem...it was so dark here, and things lurked where she could not see. If only someone could help light the place...
Mince got right to work, using their scraps to keep the lanterns lit, banishing away the creatures of the night in exchange for a place to stay...and as it turns out, a wonderful companion.
Who do you choose?
![[Image: TCP%20customs.png]](https://pile.randimg.net/3/13/190751/TCP%20customs.png)