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balance mod ([personal profile] balancemod) wrote in [community profile] balance_logs2019-03-17 11:42 am

Lunar Interlude 3


What a mess.
NAVIGATION







1. NEW RECLAIMERS

A. WELCOME WAGON

For the 14 of you who will be arriving today, the story is the same: though you may not remember it, there was a moment where you were living out your life, at home or wherever you were ... and then there was the moment the Hunger came. And amid the television static that is your memory of that moment, a hand reached out to you, beckoning your escape as the tendrils of darkness destroyed everything that ever existed about your world.

"Would you hurry this up, please? Your world no longer stands a chance. Come with me, we are the last bastions of hope for all universes everywhere. And we're going to need you."

And then, unceremoniously, you are dragged through the universal wringer and plopped down on the soft, though not quite cushioned, grass of the Moon Base Quad.

You're not alone, either. Along with the newest members of the Bureau, in a fashion probably not unlike this, there are people waiting here for you. People who wanted to see the heroes the Director has managed to bring in this time.

People who are excited to see what you're capable of.

You have a few minutes to talk with each other — or maybe lob a few questions at the impromptu welcoming committee, or any of the older Reclaimers who may happen to be nearby. But before long, you're whisked away to a different area of the Moon Base.

B. THE VOIDFISH

The 14 of you are quickly divided into three groups, and brought to the easternmost geodesic dome, to an elevator in a well maintained, but sparsely landscaped field. There's nothing particularly ominous feeling about the space — in fact, the two guards who greet you at the elevator entrance seem pleased with your arrival. You are, after all, one of the few chosen by the Director, the few who will reclaim what the Hunger has destroyed.

And in a few moments, you're about to find that out for yourself.

After a tightly packed elevator ride, your group is ushered out to a rather grand looking hall, banners of the Bureau of Balance adorn both sides of smooth metal walls. And inside the Voidfish's chamber stands a tank — impossibly tall, and soaked in a black ink that obscures whatever the tank may be holding.

You may notice a melody, someone playing the violin. It's a bard, on his third round of introducing Reclaimers to the Voidfish.

When he's finished, he pulls out a few pieces of paper — sheet music — opens a drawer at the bottom of the tank, drops the papers in, and shuts it.

And suddenly, it seems you've forgotten everything that may have been ironic about that melody.

If you seem alarmed, the bard takes notice of it.

"Yeah, man, like... don't think too hard about it, it's like that every time. I'm guessing you're here to be inoculated? Just a heads up, you might want to, like, seriously, hold your nose while you drink it down. It tastes wicked gross, man."

You sort of get the sense that he's said this speech once or twice in the past. It's well rehearsed, much like the stories you'd expect a bard to be able to recite.

"Anyway, I'm supposed to tell you that you have a choice. If you drink the black stuff, you'll be able to hear through the, uh... Huh, how do I describe it? Through the [TSHCSCHTSHCHSC] sound. You guys like, hear that? Anyway, it's all about knowledge or something. I don't know, I'm just here to, like, feed the thing. We call it the [TSCHHSCHSCH], by the way.

So, like. You get a choice. You can drink it and understand stuff, or not drink it and then hear that crackling noise all day every day. If I were you, I'd drink it. But, hey man, I'm not like, your dad or anything."

The bard takes five cups and draws liquid from a spigot connected directly to the basin of the large tank. Stormy, muddy looking ichor is drawn into them, one by one. He offers each of you a sip.

Drink it (he wasn't kidding about what it tasted like), and you're inoculated to the wisdom of the Voidfish. You try to remember the song this bard played a few moments ago and the melody, the meter, every octave, all come back to you. And if you think back to your arrival, some of the things you may have heard other people in the Quad say, that simply sounded like static, are suddenly clear. Bureau of Balance. Grand Relic. Reclaimers.

Yet you still can't remember the Hunger or what it had done to your world. And as you look back to the tank in front of you, the water has become clear. There's a jellyfish, as tall as a building, floating within. You look into the body of the creature and you can almost make out a beautiful, tiny universe floating within it.



2. THE TEST OF INITIATION




With your new knowledge on the Bureau of Balance and your purpose here in tow, you are led without hesitation to the Arena, where the final phase of your initiation into the Bureau will be held. You are partnered up, whether it is with someone you drank the ichor of the Voidfish with, or perhaps even a veteran Reclaimer, who either stopped by to help, or simply out of curiosity.

After the proctor confiscates your weapons for the test, the room you are placed in is stark white — it sort of gives off the vibe that it was supposed to do something other than look so sterile once upon a time, but for whatever reason, that function is lost. With a sound similar to an airlock, the door is shut behind you, and the outline disappears, the lines of the door frame magically filled in with the rest of the wall.

Your task here is to escape. You are provided with the following tools:

○ A small flatware set from the café. Two forks, two spoons, two butter knives
○ A popular Faerun children's toy: "It's Elementary, My Dear Brewer: Chemist Set for the Discerning Beginner." It's essentially a simple chemistry set.
○ An inflatable hammer that plays one progressive note of a jingle a lot of you probably hate by now with every hit.
○ A wooden toy sword.
○ A plate of spaghetti — hear us out, though. Thanks to a Reclaimer who came before you, and thanks to the robot that's making your food, it's the kind of spaghetti that grants you extra strength for an hour after eating.
○ A crowbar, with a note attached to it: "DO NOT USE CROWBAR."


Seriously, don't use the crowbar — the purpose of this test is to assess your ability to find a solution outside of the most obvious one. The purpose of this test is to determine if you are capable of resisting the call of a Grand Relic.

Use your wits. Use the path actions granted to you when you arrived. Use any ideas your partner has. But do not use the crowbar.




3. NEWBIES AND VETERANS, AROUND THE MOONBASE


A. I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAN

The Reclaimers were already sort of elevated to a certain level in the Bureau, as The Director's chosen few, the ones who were ultimately tasked with saving everyone, and the ones the rest of the Moon base is charged with assisting. And now that the Reclaimers have successfully brought home two Grand Relics, they're ... starting to become something of household names. Moon Base names?

The next time you wander into town — an old Reclaimer veteran or a brand new face — you may very well be accosted by a well-meaning, if curious admirer. And they have questions: Did you get to hold the Grand Relic? Is it true that you took out a sandworm by tricking it into tying itself in a knot? Can they see your weapon? Would you spar with them sometime? Maybe they're not quite this annoying. But still annoying.

You may need the assistance of another Reclaimer to escape from this wholesome new Adoring Fan of yours.

B. MALFUNCTION

Resting on the Moon Base is your time to catch up. Maybe there's someone you didn't spend a lot of time with in the Netheril. Maybe you're new, and you're still working on meeting as many of your fellow Reclaimers as possible.

Which is fair. These are the people you will have to cooperate with for the foreseeable future, so it's best that you get to know them as well as possible, right?

And then, one day, your Bracer buzzes with a message:

Hello!


Not all that curiously, the message appears to come from a username that you recognize. Whoever it is, it's another Reclaimer — one that you know well.

Much more curiously, the message is followed by an odd beeping, and a perhaps familiar two-toned sound of something shutting down. And when you try to message your friend back, you may find that:

For the next 24 hours, your bracer's translator feature is broken. You will not be able to understand Common — and when you speak, you won't be translated into Common. Have fun with that!

And yeah, that probably wasn't actually your friend messaging you. Add another mystery to your list of weird phenomena that needs addressing.

C. POWERING DOWN

This is meant to be a few weeks of rest while the rest of the Bureau prepares for your next mission. The Director, however, believes that this free time should be used to better oneself however they might see fit, and she certainly won't stop anybody who'd like to spend time in the areas they've visited previously — and any new Reclaimers who would like to learn a little more about Faerun.

Grab a pal and try these options, both on the Moon Base and beyond, on for size:

Stop Dying 101: Also known as Fatalistic Fauna, and Danger Sense to channel your inner barbarian. This is a class that was introduced after the first field mission that offers instruction on basic survival strategies when up against the more inhospitable areas of Faerun. The class is open to everyone, but if you have died at least once during the course of Balance, attendance is mandatory (Unless you're an old bird who was talked into teaching a class instead). Yes, that means you, Komaeda!

Curiously, the simulators for this class seem to be working just fine. Neither the Director nor the instructor are going to question it. The monster of the month you'll be facing is the Tarrasque (scaled down to size, but that doesn't make it any less terrifying) — are you cunning enough to escape the simulation? Or are you going to go against the point of the class and try to fight it?

Winding down room: A small room filled with the kotatsus brought back from Vista Virs, board games, books, and other quiet activities for one of the days where you're feeling a little more restful. At the front of the room, a keyboard and other instruments are waiting — unnamed Bureau members will offer a few quiet, soothing performances throughout the day, but you're welcome to play as well.

Visiting New New Aspen: You may have noticed that there's an enormous tree (You say Christmas, we say Candlenights) jutting out past the atmosphere, nearly touching the Moon Base itself. This was the site of the first field mission, and the tree stands as a monument to the Reclaimers first success in recapturing a Grand Relic. At the bottom of the tree, a peaceful town that cherishes the ornaments it makes sits. The mayor of New New Aspen, Matthew, will greet you warmly, and invite you to any number of ornament carving classes, or to dinner with his Aunt Laurel (She's a giant spider, by the way), or to even just spend some time with the giant cats that protect the town.

Perhaps worringly, though, the cat captain of the guard, Bread, is missing.

Visiting Vista Virs: A town in the middle of an unforgiving desert that was left completely destroyed. If you choose to return, expect to be put to work — you'll be gathering supplies, helping rebuild homes, or just comforting the Needlers, a race of catcus people who inhabited the town, who have lost everything.


D. THE MOON IS YOUR SPACE OYSTER (WILDCARD)

There are plenty of other locations around the Moon Base that you can explore at your own discretion. Feel free to refer to the Settings page for more ideas on what shenanigans you can get into.

Additionally, we'll be fielding Bender rolls again this month! If a food item was destroyed in a failed roll previously, you may roll to try to fix it. Bear in mind, of course, that you may make it worse.

Successful food rolls will stay in place at this time, and can be utilized how you like. Keep in mind that only one magical effect can be in place at a time.



blurb code by photosynthesis
oculusriffs: unknown (like gears and lava and shit)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-03-19 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
i. bonus earthbound track

[so, what do you do when you're a kid who has a both taste bud-inspired and kind of sentimental attachment to apple juice ... what do you do when you're a kid who hasn't really had the real, actual stuff, aside from a serendipitous birthday gift, in four years, and suddenly, the really idiotic Moon Base foodbot is churning out serving-sized bottles of the stuff?]

[you fall back on old habits. you know, the one where you collect apple juice and squirrel it away in your closet.]

[to that end, if you happen to live in one of those rooms that begin with four, or if you're just passing by, you might find an absolutely obscene amount of apple juice in the hallway. like, we're talking enough apple juice to drown planet fucking Jupiter, bottled and ready to go, just sitting there in the hallway. it's not exactly clear how whoever's been carrying them all over here for who knows how long at this point plans to get them all into his room (god I'm sorry, Roxas).]

[and there he is, carving out a path among the AJ with his foot as he carries back another small armful.]


Hey. Relax, I'll stop littering in a sec. [are you really, Dave.]

ii. reconnaissance

[that's not to say that Dave isn't bothered by having seen Vista Virs destroyed, or that he isn't upset by the fact that so many people died, or even that he doesn't empathize with Lucas so goddamn much. they probably all can, in a way, having been dragged away from their universes before the Hunter destroyed everything, and everyone.]

[and aside from that, somewhere down in those awful afterlife kinda caves in the middle of the desert, Dave caught wind of a time loop he really doesn't like. Dave caught wind of a time loop he really doesn't like, and with the time god powers he usually complains about nerfed, he can't think of a goddamn thing to do about it.]

[which brings him to the Artificer's office, a particular kind of pastry in hand, sounding congested, on the cusp of a bad cold. he's not the type to write, or hell, even read, a world's GameFAQ if it gets too longwinded and flowery, but if it's for someone he loves? yeah, he'll do it. he'll figure out if the laws here operate in the same ways that are so familiar to him, and he'll goddamn fix this.]

[either that, or he'll turn the next bookcase he touches hot pink. you might want to stop him.]


iii. wildcard grab bag

[yeah, he is most definitely sick. caught a hell of a common cold somewhere back in Vista Virs. if you don't mind with putting up with a kind of gross teenager, gross in face and also in language, you can also find Dave:

- hiding in his room, with his half papered in bottles of apple juice. (sorry again, Roxas)
- in the winding down room, keeping warm under a kotatsu
- stuck in Stop Dying 101, because unlike SOME OTHER CORVID CHARCTERS IN THE BUREAU, he could not cheese his way out of going
- sneaking out of Stop Dying 101 and catching an orb down to New New Aspen — mostly to bring back some peppermint, giant fruit and a random tidbit about a certain giant cat that's gone missing.]


iv. wildcard again

[anything else you want to do, i'm game! let's do it.]
notthatbutler: (oooooh fuck)

i - apple juice apple juice

[personal profile] notthatbutler 2019-03-19 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's just passing through. He's literally just passing through to walk around. What the heck is all of this. What the absolute heck.]

...I'm guessing you found an even bigger apple this time?

[Dave you have a problem]
oculusriffs: catrente @ tumblr (hahaha)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-03-19 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[LET HIM LIVE. let Dwyer say the f word.]

[Dave, despite his otherwise neutral expression, seems pretty goddamn pleased with himself.]


Yeah, dude, had its own orbit and everything. [it did not.]

Better than the last time I tried to get an AJ fix here, though.
notthatbutler: (contrary to hearsay i do listen)

[personal profile] notthatbutler 2019-03-21 01:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[If he gets absolutely angry he might just say fuck at the Hunger]

Goodness. That would make it planet sized. No wonder you had to juice it all immediately, it would spoil otherwise.

[He's very sure Dave is joking, because there are no planet-sized apples. That's just a bit too absurd. But he can go along with a joke.]

Did the contraption mess it up the first time?
oculusriffs: unknown (you sassed me up)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-03-22 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, exactly — see, this guy gets it.

[even though he has been very blessed by the whimsies of Bender's robotic chef hands, he still looks a little irritated remembering ... what happened last time.]

If by "mess it up" you mean, "tried to kill me with molten apples" then yeah. Robot completely fucked it up. Can't believe that's how the thing's supposed to be working.
notthatbutler: (oooooh fuck)

[personal profile] notthatbutler 2019-03-24 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Cripes, I'm sorry to hear that. All it did was give me a slab of uncooked meat.

[That's potentially deadly in its own way, but not as immediate as molten apples.]

Do you need some help moving all of this?

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unrecovered: (Face: Like you're on the Office)

i

[personal profile] unrecovered 2019-03-19 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wash was on his way to grab Roxas for a sparring session, but sure, he can do this too. He looks blankly from the juice littering the floor up to Dave, bringing in more juice.]

[...okay then.]


I take it you like apple juice.

[Dry as the desert they've just left.]
oculusriffs: catrente @ tumblr (its not rockin my world here)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-03-19 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[pour one out for Roxas, who has to live with Dave and all the weird shit he's prone to accumulating in their room.]

[don't pour out an apple juice though!! those are his.]


You could say that, yeah. Like, I had a sip on accident once and thought it was pretty all right.

[Dave's tone is just about as dry as Wash's.]

These come with the bonus of bein' magic.
unrecovered: (Face: What in the actual fuck)

[personal profile] unrecovered 2019-03-27 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
You don't say.

[Because hoarding is a perfectly measured reaction.]

Magic how?
oculusriffs: catrente @ tumblr (hahaha)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-03-29 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
[hey ... don't call him out like this!]

You like protein shakes?
unrecovered: (Face: That does NOT sound right)

[personal profile] unrecovered 2019-03-31 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
Sometimes, yeah. Why?

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[personal profile] napstar 2019-03-22 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ Minato's been lazing around in his dorm room all day listening to his mp3 player on repeat when he realizes he hasn't actually, you know, acted alive, so he innocently opens the door to the hallway to go get some food.

Oh. He wasn't aware there was some kind of apple juice convention happening in the hallway. ]


... It's all yours?
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oculusriffs: catrente @ tumblr (yeah im alright)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-03-23 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[man, what Dave wouldn't give for his own music library. or like, an iPhone charger. his phone's been dead since they were stuck in a giant Christmas tree.]

[in any case, yes! welcome to Apple Con. admission is free, assuming you can get through the crowds, though that may only be because the organizer over here kind of got caught up in the logistics of ... well, everything.]


Yeah — assuming I can get the full party inside my room. [oh god. it's ... entirely too much AJ. one of the allegedly rare instances where Dave did not think his plan here through.]
napstar: (who said that??)

[personal profile] napstar 2019-03-24 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ What is it all for? Is this guy a hermit? Wouldn't a diet purely of apple juice give you stomach and nutrition problems? How much hubris does this kid have?

Well it's not like Minato was doing anything with his day. He might as well clear the hallway. ]


Would you like help?
oculusriffs: (goddamn jpeg hero right here)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-03-25 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
[those all sound like questions someone with the recommended dose of hubris would have!!]

[Dave shrugs though, leaning backward slightly to smack his bracer against the nearest door. it slides open to an apartment that's on the brink of becoming a lot more ... AJ-ified.]


Sure, dude, if you want. I think I've got enough to tide me over for the weekend.

[that was probably a joke. it might be hard to tell, he's neutral in the face and deadpan in the voice.]
napstar: (isn't there a protocol for that)

[personal profile] napstar 2019-03-27 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ Just from the sheer amount of apple juice in the hall Minato assumes that was a joke. If he turns out to be more like Futayo and it wasn't then really he'll have caused his own problems.

Minato picks up his own armful of bottles and carefully maneuvers around the con crowd to the main event room. ]


Where are the guests going?

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protegge: art by <user name="short-and-artsy" site="tumblr.com"> (🔫 from things that i seen)

i obviously

[personal profile] protegge 2019-03-25 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Mista avoids the fourth floor like the plague, for exactly this reason.]

[. . . Well, no, that's not true. It would be ridiculous to claim that he avoids the fourth floor because there are so many serving-sized cardboard containers of apple juice strewn around. That's literally never been the case before. But this is just the kind of thing that would happen on the fourth floor. Of all the floors this could happen on, it'd be this one.]

[Fours are the worst. And Mista has just stepped on a box of apple juice, which has exploded all over his very ugly favorite shoes.]


Dude. [He looks . . . pained . . . why are you Doing This To Him.]
oculusriffs: catrente @ tumblr (the highest tiers of irony)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-03-25 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[once upon a time, in the middle of space off in another universe, Dave also happened to live on the fourth floor of a different space station. and, he uh. well, he carpeted that floor in toilet paper.]

[so.........]



[yeah. Mista has a point.]


Dude, what the hell, that was my dinner.
protegge: <user name="rightgunman"> (🔫 maybe to him i'm just a pawn)

[personal profile] protegge 2019-04-08 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[So Mista's validated by the universe again. Good to know.]

[There's a slow blink, which says more than anything Mista's ever said with his out loud words.]
Your dinner?

[He looks down at his shoes and the faintly pee-colored liquid all over them.]

That's a fucking liquid. Liquid isn't food. [That's science.]
oculusriffs: feastings @ tumblr (like the square one of juice)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-04-09 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
[IT'S NOT PEE IT'S NOT PEE IT'S NOT]

[Mista is talking science, but that is not a word Bender understands. and Dave never graduated junior high.]

[he looks down at the dead apple juice on the floor.]


Normally I'd agree with you, but the AJ you just brutally murdered is magic.
protegge: <user name="galactickohipot" site="tumblr.com"> (🔫 won't somebody come)

[personal profile] protegge 2019-04-09 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
It was manslaughter!

[And it might be pee — but okay, he's looking down at his shoe now. Worried. Concerned. Terrified even. This is a Bender creation?]

What the fuck's wrong with this juice? Is my foot gonna turn into a steak? You can't eat me, dude, that's not cool. I'm not even German.

[This is a historically anachronistic reference by a year and a bit, but you have to deal with it.]

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iustitia: (we had to get tattoos on our dicks)

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[personal profile] iustitia 2019-03-29 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Terezi's tired.

Vista Virs was a total crapshoot, and she feels partially responsible. Not hugely, because the airship 1) crashed 2) under the sands for 3) who knows how many sweeps, leading to who knows what kind of complications. Honestly, she's lucky they got the thing in the air! But it's hard to shake the feeling that there was something else she could have done to save the town.

Terezi flops on to the floor next to Dave and just sort of... wiggleworms under the blanket. This is far comfier than it has any right being.]


Suuuuuuup.
oculusriffs: (dave told me about you)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-03-30 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
[on a scale from pile of horns to dragon jammies, how comfy is that blanket?]

Hey. Doing all right?

[he could probably empathize, if Terezi feels like talking about it. that is one of the, uh. unique experiences of being witness to a pre-retJohn timeline imploding on itself.]

[also, Dave sort of sounds like a lumberjack trying to saw his way out of that giant Candlenights tree.]
iustitia: (you're fat because I hate you)

[personal profile] iustitia 2019-03-30 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[At least a solid warm coat during winter.

She makes a small yuck face at the sound of Dave’s voice. He does not sound good.]


I could ask the same of you! Please don’t tell me you’ve caught some horribly contagious desert disease.
oculusriffs: unknown (you sassed me up)

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2019-03-31 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[wow!! can't believe she's making a face at the sweet, melodious sound of his voice.]

[yeah, no, he knows he sounds like shit. death metal growlers would be all sorts of jealous.]


Nah. Just the regular kinda horribly contagious disease.

[it's hard to say whether he's joking or not. though, he is making a point of not quite looking in her direction.]

I finally got the goddamn AJ working correctly though, so net gain in my favor.

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