double your live, double your fun

[unbr8kable]

Who: Everyone
Where: Just outside the hotel
When: Day 30, early morning

[There're a table and some chairs set up outside of the front entrance. Hurricane and Nemesis are seated there like those kids looking for passers-by to sign their petitions or sponsor animals. A modest sign in front says "Free Cheer"]

Buttpats! Get'cher buttpats here!

Pep talks, dude, don't give people the wrong idea.

It's not for us to say what motivates people. I mean, in this case it kind of literally is, but whatever.

Anyway, stop on by and gimme a couple of words. Whatever you pick, I’ll do the whole motivational speech thing about it.

And I swear to help out, or if there's something else you need, I guess. Either way, points.

[The app indicates this is a double live.]

Comments

[crossmyheartandhope]

I think it'd be easier to name the times you didn't need a disco potion, honestly.

[unbr8kable]

Bedtime? ...Actually, maybe I take that back.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Built in nightlight.

[unbr8kable]

You'd keep dreaming you're in a karaoke booth.

[crossmyheartandhope]

And that's bad because...?

[unbr8kable]

You slept through your song, of course! How embarrassing.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Then you just wake up and sing it for real.

[unbr8kable]

But the queue's full. Your singing group goes hard.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Guess I gotta share the mic for a while.

...man, now I want a karaoke place.

[unbr8kable]

Everybody voted for a hospital instead! Priorities, honestly!

[crossmyheartandhope]

Bet we're getting the cafe next. Everyone's like super into that one.

[unbr8kable]

We better make sure to specify that it actually has food that we don't have to cook or bring ourselves. I've got the hang of this monkey's paw by now.

[crossmyheartandhope]

One wish left. We better get the semantics right.

[unbr8kable]

Prepared foods you can buy, for humans, that taste good...uhh...

[crossmyheartandhope]

That aren't secretly made of gross things.

[unbr8kable]

All sorts of good food is made out of gross things. You can't count that. "Gross" is subjective, anyway.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Soylent green.

[unbr8kable]

What if they're good organic, locally sourced soylent green? Is that better than some off-brand bottom-shelf chicken nuggets or "meat" patties?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Eww, no. Locally sourced makes it extra gross.

[unbr8kable]

Not keen on meeting your meat?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Not a fan of giving em ideas. They totally don't need any.

[unbr8kable]

...Fair. You're right, I apologize, I went too deep.

[to the cameras]

You know, I think that what would really be the worst thing possible to happen to us is a pizza party. With normal edible regular pizzas and possibly a ball pit. That would be awful.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Man, that would suck. Perfectly normal pepperoni is the worst.

[unbr8kable]

I don't even know what we'd do with a bunch of sausage and mushrooms. Probably cry. It'd be real #aesthetic.

[crossmyheartandhope]

And extra cheese would be like. Tragedy level.