Lou [BAY A6 🟥] 🧹 [🦾 Clinic]
@lou-overunder.bsky.social
Fictional | They/Them | A former combat medic for Faustus, Lou came to The Dream and built friends and family only for Faustus to rip them way.
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Sitting behind a rock, waiting. The com read out starts. “You’re welcome Wash, hope Kruger is doing okay.” A series of small explosions, a bridge collapse. “Time to go to work.” They get up and leave their cover.
November 23, 2025 at 3:05 PM
Sitting behind a rock, waiting. The com read out starts. “You’re welcome Wash, hope Kruger is doing okay.” A series of small explosions, a bridge collapse. “Time to go to work.” They get up and leave their cover.
Reads a message, “Fucking Hell!” The cargo ramp of the shuttle latches closed, it begins to move off planet. For a moment they consider ordering the shuttle back to The Dream. “Hold on Worm, glad I can help at least a little” they think to themselves ‘3 more & I can go home, just 3, I can do that.’
November 20, 2025 at 4:29 AM
Reads a message, “Fucking Hell!” The cargo ramp of the shuttle latches closed, it begins to move off planet. For a moment they consider ordering the shuttle back to The Dream. “Hold on Worm, glad I can help at least a little” they think to themselves ‘3 more & I can go home, just 3, I can do that.’
Standing over a prisoner, caked in mud and blood a message reads out in their com. They glance down at their current state. In their head, ‘Not the word I’d of used, but…’ They smile, thinking of all their friends back on the dream dressed to the nines. “Yea, this one, High security transport” ‘4/7’
November 18, 2025 at 9:32 PM
Standing over a prisoner, caked in mud and blood a message reads out in their com. They glance down at their current state. In their head, ‘Not the word I’d of used, but…’ They smile, thinking of all their friends back on the dream dressed to the nines. “Yea, this one, High security transport” ‘4/7’
Sitting in a dark room, staring out an observation window at the stars, planets, and the shuttles moving across the vista. Thinking of their friends back home, of Hats and Anser and the time they shared "stargazing". The worlds promised to Hats, Anser's connection to all they currently gaze upon
1/2
1/2
November 18, 2025 at 3:27 AM
Sitting in a dark room, staring out an observation window at the stars, planets, and the shuttles moving across the vista. Thinking of their friends back home, of Hats and Anser and the time they shared "stargazing". The worlds promised to Hats, Anser's connection to all they currently gaze upon
1/2
1/2
Lou glance down at their data pad as the shuttle docks in orbit. A smile fills their face thinking of all their friends dressed up. "Can't wait to see those pictures.' They grab their gear and step off the shuttle in a bustling Faustus Orbital Platform.
November 17, 2025 at 11:12 PM
Lou glance down at their data pad as the shuttle docks in orbit. A smile fills their face thinking of all their friends dressed up. "Can't wait to see those pictures.' They grab their gear and step off the shuttle in a bustling Faustus Orbital Platform.
It’s raining in the jungle again. As the read out starts for Worm’s message into Lou’s left year. We find Lou, prone looking down the optics of their rifle. Quietly under their breath “Worm, you goof ask Hats. I miss you too…”
they pull the trigger
“two of seven, one closer to going home”
they pull the trigger
“two of seven, one closer to going home”
November 16, 2025 at 6:31 PM
It’s raining in the jungle again. As the read out starts for Worm’s message into Lou’s left year. We find Lou, prone looking down the optics of their rifle. Quietly under their breath “Worm, you goof ask Hats. I miss you too…”
they pull the trigger
“two of seven, one closer to going home”
they pull the trigger
“two of seven, one closer to going home”
While eat dinner with the team, voice to text begins to read out the message in their ear.
Lou’s head tilts to one side like a confused puppy. It takes a minute, but they remember Soren’s advice, they smile and go back to eating.
Lou’s head tilts to one side like a confused puppy. It takes a minute, but they remember Soren’s advice, they smile and go back to eating.
November 16, 2025 at 1:56 AM
While eat dinner with the team, voice to text begins to read out the message in their ear.
Lou’s head tilts to one side like a confused puppy. It takes a minute, but they remember Soren’s advice, they smile and go back to eating.
Lou’s head tilts to one side like a confused puppy. It takes a minute, but they remember Soren’s advice, they smile and go back to eating.
Sitting under a poncho is the pouring rain in a jungle the data pad glows, Lou looks down and reads the message from Millie while sipping tea. Lou responds in their head,“Glad you’re not hiding anymore. If we meet again, I really hope you’re not on the down range end of my rifle again. Safe travels”
November 16, 2025 at 1:03 AM
Sitting under a poncho is the pouring rain in a jungle the data pad glows, Lou looks down and reads the message from Millie while sipping tea. Lou responds in their head,“Glad you’re not hiding anymore. If we meet again, I really hope you’re not on the down range end of my rifle again. Safe travels”