LIVE!

[criminaljustice]

Who: some good and helpful BAD END=DEAD ENDers and other Imeejins
Where: hotel lobby
When: Day 66, evening after Plan Crazypants

[so anyway.

a Live alert goes off.

and there's Boss, setting fire to Future is Now's cursed couch. this is fine?

Boss seems to be dressed in a suit that's not quite the right fit and his Take No Prisoners t-shirt. maybe some of you even remember a certain portrait that he seems to eerily resemble?

he just smiles up at a camera and waves before going to lounge on a lobby couch near the flames. he hasn't slept much recently, so a nap is fine, right? it's fine.]

((ooc: Boss will be Sir Chilling In The Lobby while Jeva is at work. slow tags may occur until she is free from work. other Bad Enders will be helpers for other units that turn up))

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He was going to say something snarky but then that lost comment just slides right into home base. . .]

What did you just fucking say?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Wow.

WOW. Normally there is more foreplay before it gets to this but I guess Intensity probably doesn't remember that too well anyway so---

He hits the opposite wall with a thud, breath literally stolen from him as he connects and slides to the floor in a heap]

[criminaljustice]

[yeah, too bad for that swiss cheese brain.

anyway, Boss just striding right over to him, chill as fuck.]

Now. Care to make an experiment of it? How many times you can hit a wall like that.

[asteionknight]

Is that all you have to say about your unit?

[asteionknight]

--Oh. That's right, you were blind-

[criminaljustice]

[well it seems to be working well enough. he sounds sluggish and distant when he next speaks, clearly having trouble resisting the pull of unconsciousness.]

Think they'll understand...?

[puzzlers]

I'm going to go out on a limb and assume you think you can beat me. [ it seems like king fought all his battles. ]

I mean, I'm not much, [ a self depreciating snort... for show, of course. ] right?

[we_meet_again]

I'll have to see what I can find in the store. My impression so far is that Hell, not unlike school, is not overly concerned about the comfort of its charges.

I hope you're able to buy or gadgeteer a decent replacement for your couch, though. Dang.

[searingedgelord]

[Sleep is nice, Boss]

That you need a break? Yeah, of course.

[criminaljustice]

[sleep is terrible but at least there's someone here for it.

he gonna be zonked out for a little while]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Watches him quietly as he approaches. Or well quietly as he can with the wind knocked out of him.]

A pointless experiment, cooked up by a fucking idiot that doesn't actually understand shit about the scientific method.

[criminaljustice]

[that gets another laugh and a clap of hands.]

Fair point. Science probably wasn't my strong point.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Your words, not mine.

Name your challenge. And let's make sure to get it in fucking writing.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Fuck the store. Find a book about schools with the most comfortable chairs and then let's see if we can cobble those fuckers together.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Feel better after your completely fucking unnecessary show of force? Or still ticked off that I managed to land a hit on you last time?

[puzzlers]

I'll let you decide,so when you inevitably lose you only have yourself to blame.

[ the world is ( potentially ) ending and he feels like he's got something to prove after that memory share so zfg. ] That's fine by me.

[awakenerd]

Don't worry so much Orion.

[awakenerd]

[He's weirdly good with faces.]

Oh, makes sense. We're not close or anything.

[awakenerd]

That'd be dumb. Why?

[awakenerd]

Haha, well, I guess that makes sense. Not like there's much to plan on stealing.

[awakenerd]

Good, you need it.

[awakenerd]

Right? I'd rather everyone not go flat and monochrome.

[awakenerd]

So the audience is like, the damned, right? And they're all kind of, colorless silhouettes. Sounding familiar?

[awakenerd]

For science, huh? Seems it's not working yet though.

[awakenerd]

[Well that's delightful. He leans in more, letting go of Sanguine's shirt to settle a hand on his hip and just hold him as they kiss.]