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

[puzzlers]

[ makes a motion over basically all of intensity. ]

Even if you’re sure you’ll be okay it’s kind of hard not to be the least bit concerned.

[ refrains from adding that maybe they were friends back hahahaha. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[What's a friend? Can he eat--- actually let's not go there]

This changes nothing. My end goal is still the fucking same.

[puzzlers]

[ plzno. ]

And it should be.

[ he doesn't want intensity to lose his focus. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Shouldn't you be more worried about your fucking self?

It's obvious why the powers that be decided to pull you in.

[puzzlers]

I'm more concerned about those around me.

And why's that? [ enlighten him. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Ratings. Conflict. Something for the audience to really fucking popcorn.

You're the link between myself and Nine-Nine and Anubis. They haven't fucking shown up in my memories. Nor I in theirs.

And yet --- a majority of our memories have included you.

[puzzlers]

It doesn't seem like I needed to be here for either of those things... not when all this is going on. It seems like there's enough stuff to keep the audience sated for a while.

We're from the same place, so that's not all that surprising. [ he considers mentioning the friends thing again, but intensity's not going to listen to it. ]

So then maybe I have a memory with all of us. We're not going to know until I can get some points.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You speak as if the powers that be wouldn't be pulling multiple strings to get whatever they fucking want out of the audience.

And having people from the same world with... complicated histories have worked well for them in the past.

[puzzlers]

[ this is too much. ]

I'm assuming all of those memories shed light on just how complicated our relationships were... going to share?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I'll do you one better. I'll show you. On the house.

Still interested?

[puzzlers]

[ OH BOY. ]

I have nothing to lose and everything to gain.

[ like a new opinion of intensity x: ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[I mean...

It was going to get shattered pretty soon anyway. So---]

Nothing to lose? You really are naive.

[Goes to the points shop and scrolls down to his memory purchases, going the second one and then handing his phone to Corona]

If you really are so brave, go ahead and press replay.

[Looks like it costs 100 points to do so]

[puzzlers]

[ jokes on him! #onbrand. ]

[ he doesn't hesitate and instead just hits the button and ಠ_ಠ about sums up his feelings for what he's just had to see. ow. so he's a sociopath and a masochist. he looks up and then down... and then up again, a sigh leaving his lips as he passes him the phone. ]

Didn't you say I shouldn't chase the past? I don't hate you. [ though intensity is clearly an abrasive jerk. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Please. Both memories I purchased were because I lost a bet. And they are both equally as useless as I thought they would be.

[Except for remembering Blue Eyes of course. That's the real take away here]

[puzzlers]

And because you got two "useless" memories you think all subsequent ones are also going to be useless? What if the key to your future is in the past?

[ oh, of course, there's nothing more important than the precious blue-eyes white dragon~ ]

That's some losing streak...

[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?

[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?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Your words, not mine.

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

[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.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Writing it down in his phone.

Day 66 8:04 p.m. Challenged to a duel from Corona on pep!pep! of a game of my choosing]

What are the stakes?

Gives me something to look forward too after the apocalypse.

[puzzlers]

How about and IOU... no questions asked. It can be whatever- whenever-

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You sure you want to bet something like that. I won't hesitate to cash in.

[puzzlers]

I can't think of something else capable of meeting your impossibly high standards and besides... it's a double edged sword. I win and you owe me.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then I hope you're as creative as you think you are. Because I'm making this fucking official.

[As in finishing taking notes about it in his phone so that he will remember that they had this conversation]

[puzzlers]

I guess you'll have to wait and see, so what's game?