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[idolpro]

Who: You!
Where: The Hotel Lobby
When: Day 135

[ This time, fanmail is bizarrely. . . . bizarre. Instead of in droves of boxes, they're all presented on bamboo trees? In either parcels tied to the stalks or like, wrapped like they're wishes. Each tree has color coded ribbons to indicate which unit they're for. Also . . . .

Also the trees just line the entire lobby entranceway so you can't, like, go anywhere without addressing this. Not even just lined up, it's like a fucking forest here. There's a forest in the lobby. A forest of love (?). ]

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

If I don't leave them wanting, they'll get bored.

C'mon, Nemesis. That's the first rule of show business.

[unbr8kable]

I'm just saying, you're the one who's sad because your absolute territory wasn't properly featured, so you could be taking matters into your own hands.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[INTERNAL KEYSMASH GOES HERE]

I'M NOT SAD!

[unbr8kable]

Sure. But a little disappointed, maybe? Your hard work going unrecognized?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I don't do it for the idiot masses.

My work is for my own benefit and amusement. No one else's!

[unbr8kable]

[So earnest.]

So you aren’t feeling sexy enough to show off in public? I know there can be a lot of pressure to get the right summer bod but use some of that confidence on yourself! You’re beautiful no matter how few pants you wear!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Shut up! My abs are amazing!

[unbr8kable]

Could be time for a makeover, then. Start showing off those charm points more.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Flatly:]

My personality is my charm point.

[Somehow he said that with a straight face]

[unbr8kable]

[She cannot keep one, sorry. Snickering]

Well, there you are. Guess you don't get to complain, then!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[But what would he do if he didn't complain?]

This drivel does not showcase my personality!

[unbr8kable]

[He'd be silent]

Only legs and midriff, that is true. You wanted something more serious, an introspective story about being headshotted by a tit, I see.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I could have at least gone out with an inappropriate snappy one-liner! Otherwise why even die by tit-gun!

[unbr8kable]

But when it comes down to it, what better way to go?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

In a life or death struggle against a worthy opponent. Why is this even a question?

[unbr8kable]

I didn't think you felt that poorly about yourself. Cheer up, man, believe in yourself!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just sputters and flusters.

For several seconds---]

How is that not believing in myself?!

[unbr8kable]

[Grinning like the cat that ate the canary, eyes bright at the back and forth]

You just said you didn't feel like you were a worthy opponent for me, so...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

That--- Doesn't---

I meant---

[A deep breath]

I said no such thing!

[unbr8kable]

[Rocks back on her heels, canting forward a bit, impish]

No? What did you say, then?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

There's no struggle in a headshot!

[unbr8kable]

I worked hard to aim this well! But sure, if you wanna struggle more, I can make something work, just for you~