Broacasted memories catchall post

[afailedmurder]

Who: Whoever is brave/crazy/cheap enough to go for the memory broadcast option
Where: A screen near you
When: Day 2, post-game-ish

Comments

[rollplayinghouse]

...I did, but... it's hard to tell what was going on without context.

[criminaljustice]

If you want to talk it out, part of a barista's jobs is to be a good listener.

[and y'know. not a blabbermouth.]

[rollplayinghouse]

Isn't that more like a bartender?

[criminaljustice]

Coffee shops aren't so different from bars.

... probably more relaxing.

[rollplayinghouse]

Isn't coffee a stimulant?

[criminaljustice]

Atmosphere is part of it, too.

[rollplayinghouse]

Then do you think you can still create the same atmosphere?

[criminaljustice]

... probably. With a bit of work.

I guess there's also the video room, but... that's more. Artificial.

[rollplayinghouse]

And the whole point of it is to be broadcasted. Though I guess nothing we do in here is really private...

[criminaljustice]

Unfortunately. But there might be some ways to make it harder for the cameras to pick up on things.

[rollplayinghouse]

...

I'm not sure how much there is to talk about. And I don't really want everyone to know about it. But...

[criminaljustice]

Even if our "audience" might hear about it by virtue of being audience, it doesn't mean anyone in here will.

[unless their hosts pull some shenanigans, but y'know.]

[rollplayinghouse]

That's true. I guess it's not reasonable to not talk about anything ever...

[criminaljustice]

Seems like it'd be harder to do, honestly.

[rollplayinghouse]

And yet it still seems like an option to consider.

[criminaljustice]

It's up to you, in the end.

Just know that there is an option that doesn't leave everything on your shoulders.

[rollplayinghouse]

...

You can't tell anyone else anything. Even that we talked.

[criminaljustice]

[makes like he's zipping his lips, locking them, and then throwing the key down the kitchen sink.]

[rollplayinghouse]

And we're not doing it here.

[criminaljustice]

Wherever works for you.

At least until I can figure out a cafe thing, maybe...

[rollplayinghouse]

...There are some empty buildings in the city. We can find one of those.

Maybe even a cafe.

[criminaljustice]

We can go look again.

[rollplayinghouse]

Alright.

Do you want to drink your coffee first?

[criminaljustice]

[... this look is being directed at the offence that is the existence of canned coffee.

apparently he's a coffee snob now. who knew?]

I'll just give it to someone who wants it.

[rollplayinghouse]

[she laughs lightly]

Whatever you say.