mingle

[rollplayinghouse]

Who: anyone
Where: anywhere
When: Day 27 evening through Day 28 morning

[mingles cannot be contained]

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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

When you get what you pay for.

[hexsplosive]

[. . .]

[takes one good look around her room]

I concede to your point.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Throwing this at you, new roomie]

I also got this for free.

1/2

[hexsplosive]

WAUGH!

[it smacks her on the forehead]

[hexsplosive]

[but then she's peeling it off and reading it without a single change in her expression]

. . .

[and then, very seriously, as though she is absorbing the gravity of the situation. . .]

I'd like to ask them about baby legs.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

If that's what you're into, I won't judge--- Who am I kidding? Of course, I'm going to fucking judge you.

Really? That's your main take away from that.

[hexsplosive]

Um, duh! Is it not yours? The ambiguity! The intrigue! The mystery!

[Magilou plz]

It's a hook if I've ever seen one. My curiosity simply won't let it stand.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Heart Soldier Senshi.

I'm sure you'll find their "inn" to be more hospitable than ours.

[If she wants to relocate. Hint hint. Nudge nudge]

[hexsplosive]

[NOT AT ALL SUBTLE]

No, I think I'm already rather fond of the company here, one-star review worthy or not. I suppose I don't have anything better to do than stick around, hmmm?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Word of warning then. Don't perform well and the producers will get rid of you.

Three of our original members have already been shipped off to other parts of the business. Though who's to say if they are better or worse than this place.

[hexsplosive]

Oh, we're being graded? Then I'll make sure to strive for top marks! I, the great and fabulous To be Determined, will blow our audiences away with my stunning self!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Put some clothes on first, TBD. Unless you want to be that kind of idol.

[hexsplosive]

[she absolutely will be that kind of idol]

Aw, but this is comfortable. It isn't nice to judge a girl by her sense of fashion, anyway.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

If you're looking to not be judged by shallow people and their opinions, you were kidnapped by the wrong people.

It's simple really. You just need to pick a color.

[hexsplosive]

Then I'll turn it into my gimmick, sheesh. Winning over an audience this desperate can't be too hard.

As for colors-- that one's simple. Pink!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I'll need the hex for that.

[hexsplosive]

[um]

What language is that?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Failed the first question in your pop quiz, my friend.

Onward to question #2]

Do you know how to use your phone?

[hexsplosive]

[lord just give her a failing grade right now]

. . .

[that's a no]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Laughs and laughs and laughs and---]

Hand it over.

[hexsplosive]

. . .

[she only knows what it looks like because Angel showed her, sooooo. HANDING THE PHONE OVER]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Pulling up her profile and handing it back to her]

Put your color in there, and your closet will unlock.

[hexsplosive]

[. . .]

[totally handing off her phone to Bell so she can do it for her. VOILA]

Uho, free outfits! Do they come with a personal stylist? This hair won't brush itself!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

50 points for that. Hope you like dancing like a puppet on a string for even the most basic goods.

[hexsplosive]

[sigh]

Money makes the world go around. Isn't that true for any society, not just our little artificial one?