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Dreams DO Come True!!!!!

So remember when I said a little while ago about my dreams and ambitions? Well, @worldslastredemption (J) and I were practicing flying, and we saw an old shop by the ridge near where her pod is but also pretty close to Outpost 3. We spruced up the shop and got the power working, changed the plumbing to pump bleach, varsol, and peroxide (all different sinks, mind you), we spent days working to get the doors open for this weekend, heck even @nate-doorman-elliot helped some. We went out and got more nylon, sewed some wigs for sale, got LOADS of hairdye and chemicals, it was fun raiding some old stores for Got2B products since it works with synthetic hair.
Either way, we are open now! Look out Copper 9, Tessa's back behind the chair, ready to style some hair!
So this is an open invite to any drones who wanna come by and get a touch up, or a whole makeover. Or maybe just a chat with some warm oil? Need your claws sharpened and buffed? We do that too!
Feel free to leave a message with my beautiful receptionist or message me directly! Taking walk ins and appointments!
You run a robot hair salon? What's that like?
Well, most of the time, they just order nylon wigs by texting me and then sending me some money through paydrone or cashbot. Then I start with a stretchy wig cap on a drone mannequin head and start rooting in some white nylon, cutting it a little longer than the desired length just so I can style it perfectly later. Then it goes into a vat of dye for some hours, I put on some latex gloves and wring out as much of the excess dye before I leave it to dry. Once it's ready I box it up and deliver it myself or have them pick it up. But my favourite is when drones actually come in, because while I make them feel handsome, cool, pretty, or however they want to be, we get to chat and gossip and I get to give advice sometimes! It's so nice just chatting up a storm with a client.
Most of those times, they need a colour touch up or highlights. Sometimes I may need to do a trim or two, nothing too usually.
If some drone wanted to do something more drastic, I'd probably suggest getting it made as a wig because once it's cut it's a nightmare to stick nylon back together, and forget trying to save a human hair wig unless the drone wearing it has the solver OS in them (if you recall, despite the battle damage, J's hair has grown back -stops herself from getting all gay-)
Sorry, I'm infodumping again, aren't I? ^^;
Thanks for the question, it was fun to answer this
Hi, I'd like to book an appointment, last name Bee, first name Kit
-writes it down in pencil- I don't know if this one is a joke or serious, but... I have you noted down for Wednesday at 6pm CDT.
Okay, that was pretty funny, anon!
Hi, I'm looking to set up a delivery of hair dye to Styles by Tessa. I'm going to need you to phone to confirm with head office however. Please reach out to my supervisor, Ms Two-Tone. Her number is 867-5309
-calling the number-.... Is this some kind of joke? Seriously? Jenny by Tommy Tutone? You're soooo funny I forgot to laugh.
Please don't bother me, I'm trying to do my job.
But you don't need a man, sapphics don't need that.
Hello, I'm looking to book a consultation for Styles by Tessa. Last name Mann, first name Anita.
-she starts writing it down in her calendar and then stops- ANITA MANN? SERIOUSLY? You're prank calling a salon, anon... what's wrong with you, are you juvenile!?
You got her good, anon!
-another phone call- Hello? I'm looking to book a colour adjustment, do you have an availability on Thursday at 9am? The name for the booking is first name Jaycee, last name Gensun.
-writing it out, sounding out the words, she stops, and is a little impressed- Wow, okay, that one was creative! Jaycee Gensun, JC Jensen.... thanks, that one didn't suck.
Tessa smiled at Cyn's assessment and giggled softly at the kind words. "It's like a golden retriever, but much softer... I only met one once. But, you can see for yourself," she walked over and set the wig down for Cyn to feel it while she unhooked Cyn's old wig ever so carefully, "I've had lots and lots of practice, my darling dear Cyn. I know you've had a little practice, you cheeky little wallaby." Tessa hugged gently Cyn from behind before taking off the drone's human hair wig, despite the weathering and yellowing of the wig cap and the tarnishing of the clasps, it was in pretty sturdy condition, despite being knotted and yellowed from dirt, grime, and the passage of time "I remember Mother coming down in the morning wearing a veiled hat to hide her choppy bangs and the pixie cut you gave her, and being off to the beauty parlour before she even finished her morning tea," the drone giggled to her little sister client, "I'm so proud of you for doing that, thank you."
"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.

"Awww, Cyn, you're too precious and good," the drone replied, some happy tears in her eyes forming, "And you're also a little princess, you've been brave and strong for so long, and through so many tough things, and yet, here you still stand and I'm happy for you." Tessa started to hum the melody of Waltzing Matilda as she untied all the bows and set them aside. She laughed a little at Cyn's impression of herself. "Awww, just like when we used to play impressions," before she said in higher-pitched robotic voice, "I remember. We played this. Until Jaybird was. Annoyed. giggle!" She patted Cyn gently on the head before ceasing her melody as she stated cheerfully, "I sometimes get to wash the a wig while the drone is wearing it, but, it can be a little scary hearing a liquid that close to your auditory sensors..."
She turned on the taps letting warm hydrogen peroxide fill up the sink, the wig gently floating in the liquid while it fizzed, lifting away decades of dirt like it was nothing at all. "I love seeing it do this part, it looks so pretty seeing all the bubbles working their magic."
"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.
