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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Who: FiN and visitors
Where: FiN
When: Day 133 Post Game (and probably spilling into day 134)

[So we're not great at capitalism apparently.

But we didn't die either.

So that's a plus]

Comments

[liftoft]

You going for black holes or white holes? I guess either way, make sure you're takin' the event horizon into account, okay?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Teasing:]

The what now?

[liftoft]

If you tell me you're building a space-hole makin' arm and you don't know about the event horizon then I'm gonna have to confiscate the arm until you learn!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then teach me, Gizmo.

Or feel free to try and keep my arm from me.

[liftoft]

The event horizon is the point where you're so close to a black hole that you'd need to exceed the speed of light to get away. Since that's impossible, it's basically end of the road. So I guess I'm sayin', don't go so far you can't come back!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

...

[In all seriousness]

Why is exceeding the speed of light impossible?

[liftoft]

Well, I'd like to say it's more like we just haven't figured it out yet! If you manage it, I'll be the first person to congratulate you! No limits, man!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You'd have to catch up to me first~

[liftoft]

Bring it on! I'm not scared of you or your black hole arm!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Guess we'll have to see if there is any truth in that after I've made it.

[Reaches over to grab one of the bottles of booze Heart Soldier Senshi has brought in his absence]

Care to unwind?

[liftoft]

Now you're talking.

[ sits down on the... Arm? Of the weird cube chair.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[It probably doesn't have arms. Sorry, X. That's why they were desperate to get new furniture (and went grey for it).

Don't mind Intensity. It just takes him a little longer to open the bottle of alcohol because he has to use one arm and his teeth]

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[liftoft]

[ ! ]

/2

[liftoft]

--Was that really easier than havin' me do it?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Drops the cork. Somewhere. Who gives a fuck really]

Your reaction was worth it.

Are you not getting any, X?

[liftoft]

Are we sharing the bottle?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Hands him the one he's holding]

I'll get my own.

[liftoft]

[ opens his mouth to protest or demand Intensity let him get this second one, dammit

--and then decides that no, actually, he will do no such thing, and instead just sinks down cross-legged on the floor, careful not to spill, watching Intensity move ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He pulls the same maneuver with the second bottle of alcohol.

The one he picked for himself has a much higher alcohol content that what he picked for X. Sorry not sorry]

[liftoft]

You just like showin' off, huh?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Always.

[Raises his bottle with his good hand]

Cheers.

[liftoft]

[ leans forward enough to tap his bottle against Intensity's ]

To your health, right?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[There's a quite pleasant clink of glass on glass]

I was going to say science, but that works, too.

[And then he downs like... a fourth of the bottle]