Turns out, being qualified to be one of Queen's peons wasn't really that hard. Just offer your unconditional eternal servitude and you'd fit right in under the funny computer lady's nonexistent wings.

"Ok So This Is Your Cool New Funny Outfit Please Wear It With Pride" (Don't worry about the capitalization and lack of punctuation that's how Queen speaks she's a computer) Queen hands you a little butler/maid outfit, and then spins you around mysteriously...you're suddenly dressed up!

Snap!

A Swatchling, one of the big buff bird men, took a picture of you, as per Queen's request. "OMG LMAO That Was Funny As [Heck] Swatchling Post That On My Feed Thank You" Queen sips her battery acid, before cutting to the chase. "Ah Right Where Were We Follow Me" Queen does a funny little jig to the next hall over in her mansion, where a wom...cat...woman? Cat computer woman...? A cat computer woman was holding a blue whip in hand, ending in a ball with four yellow spikes. It seems to be trained on the Tasques. They were...kind of 16-bit things that resembled big cats? Kind of? I mean, it's the Cyber World, so everything's kinda electronic. Whatevs.

"Ohhh Tasquey Tasque Tasque Tasque Tasque"

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"Yes, my Queen?" Tasque manager whips around, briefly derailing from her cleaning to assess the new situation. Her disembodied hands still remained on the whip, and before Queen even got to speak again, took in your appearance. A fresh face. "Ah. A new hire?"

"Haha Yes I Picked Them Up Off The Road My Epic MIxtape Must Have Attracted Them To My Queen-Mobile" Queen sips her battery acid. "Anywhoodles I Would Like You To...'Show Them The Ropes'"

Tasque Manager nods, beaming at Queen. "Of course! I'd be delighted to. I love nothing more than teaching others about order, order!"

"HOOH Good It's Time For My Daily Dip Into The Pool water (Battery Acid)" With that, Queen just kind of...walked but at such a fast pace it was basically running. As for you and Tasque Manager, the woman's disembodied hand went up to her blue hair and fluffed each individual, spiked tuft. "I see that you've already dressed the part. Most excellent." Tasque Manager stands tall in her white qipao and shined and clean white shoulder pads, the slits of said qipao below her waist (wrapped by a blue cloth) exposing her long black leggings and white boots.

One tall woman, may I add. With a threatening whip. "Now, let's do some simple evaluation with Tasque Manager Says. I will instruct you on what to do, and you will follow closely." Tasque Manager stretches out her whip. She might be warming it up!

She watches you closely before she decides to move on. A flick of one of her blue cat ears out of interest...her tail (which is really a charger) coils somewhat as she began to evaluate you based on first impressions alone.

Task Manager turns to you. "Before we begin, please state your name, so I am able to categorize you with the others alphabetically, as well as association with any circuses, jesters, or clowns in your past. Please also refer back to Queen's digital contract you signed and consented to a lifetime of servitude." Tasque Manager smiles. "While on the topic of introductions, I am Tasque Manager. You may refer to me as such, or simply Tasque or Manager. Please do not confuse me with my kitties of the same notation as the former." Ironically, as you notice, she wears a collar, despite being a manager. Does this woman also manage herself like that?

Maybe she's such a neat freak that she actually does do that.