Cohost writing prompt: @Making-up-Mech-Pilots — Mech Pilot who’s got that DnB collection you’re curious about but not so curious about that you want to end up listening to it
"Hey, Prepper — are you ever going to get your rig properly repaired?"
"Nothin' to fix. That's all cosmetic, waste of money."
"C'mon, man, it looks like I'm bumming around with a walking junkyard."
"You want to get smart, man. Nobody ever died of looking unfashionable. You want to save your money."
"...I thought you didn't believe in money, either?"
"Hell, no. You trust banks? You trust corps? Nah, man. You want to invest in portable commodities that'll keep their value through the comin' finance apocalypse!"
"...What, like a functioning mech?"
"Don't fucking sass me."
"Please don't tell me you're sitting on a heap of gold bars in there or some shit."
"Gold? The fuck would you want gold? It's heavy and nobody ain't gonna want it come the bank collapse; can you eat it? Is it immediately useful?"
"So what the fuck do you think is—"
"I got the most complete collection ever known," Prepper says with holy benevolence, "of the Old Earth musical archaeomedia known as drum'n'bass."
An entire thirty seconds of silence across the airwaves.
"And people can eat that, come the finance apocalypse, can they."
"Listen, jerk. People were makin' art when they had nothin' but charcoal and fuckin' cave walls to paint it on. Music. Is. Priceless. Fuckin' — when we get downtime next, you'n'me gonna sit down, we're gonna crank some speakers, smoke some heavy shit, and you're gonna get educated."
"No, no. That's okay, Prepper."
"You gonna get EDUCATED!"
"...Fuckin' hell."