i love the smell of BE=DE in the morning

[wotanon]

Who: BAD END=DEAD END & you
Where: far enough away that the hotel is safe, close enough to be heard
When: Day 434, afternoon

[Wherever you are, your phone buzzes with the notification for a Live. Should you check the broadcast, it's just an overhead view of some anonymous building in the city. The roof is covered with a few mysterious dark boxes, as well as words spray-painted in red:

YOU'RE FUCKING WELCOME
VENGEANCE VENGEANCE VENGEANCE IN THE SEVENTHFOLD DEGREE !!!

In the distance, a few small figures dash away . . .

. . . Just as every single box EXPLODES with a very audible series of booms, throwing masses of brightly-colored paint splattering all over the remainder of the building, all the surrounding buildings and road, and probably any passersby within a couple blocks, too.

Also, the explosions collapse the entire roof and top floor of the building, sending paint-splattered rubble flying to the ground as well. Watch out!

The broadcast then helpfully zooms in on the paint-splattered culprits of this mayhem—the entirety of BAD END=DEAD END, who didn't quite manage to outrun their crimes.]

* * *

[If, for some reason, you don't check the broadcast—perhaps because you have more important things to do than watch every live that happens in this godforsaken city—then your day is interrupted by a series of distant, but very loud, explosions. Maybe you should check that out?]

[OOC: Hosts: 450 points + 450 units participating bonus (10 atm) + 200 for the Art theme, because Art is a BANG!
Everyone else: 300 points + 100 for the Art theme]

Comments

[polydegmonsprice]

Hmph.

[point made, he will in fact climb into the tub.]

[firstworldproblem]

[It is opaque enough so he doesn't have to worry about his modesty. And Emet will come sit behind him and start to wash the paint out of his double's hair.]

Have you bought an ability yet?

[polydegmonsprice]

[it's less Modesty and more Dude Don't Be Creepy, but the opacity of the water does help. he sighs and tolerates hair-washing.]

Four of them, yes.

[firstworldproblem]

[Him. Creepy. Never. He's gentle though. Being careful to clean out just the paint and not to get water into his eyes.]

Good.

Are you still feeling overwhelmed?

[polydegmonsprice]

[honestly fully relaxing into the hairwashing. he wasn't very tense aside from bluster, but!]

I took time to myself, for a while. It's better. I don't want to hide away for too long, either.

[firstworldproblem]

Do not let them tease you too mercilessly. And there is always a quiet spot here if you are in need of one.

But I do encourage you to go out and meet others.

[He's peacefully quiet after that, focusing on the simple task of getting the paint out of his hair.]

[polydegmonsprice]

Mm. Taisho is all right at leaving well enough alone, too, but I shall keep that in mind.

[we can do a nice silence, though.]

[firstworldproblem]

[He finishes and gets him a robe and extra clothes that fit him thanks to Hythlodeaus.]

I'm not sure I can salvage your other wear, but I will attempt it. And try not to drip water outside of the bathroom. Unfortunately, Cosmo gets a little ... antsy when anything is out of place.

[polydegmonsprice]

[It's Fine He Will Wear Hyth's Clothes And That's Fine

robe is good for now if a little. little. at least.]

Hm? All right. I'll take care not to make a mess.

[firstworldproblem]

[Shooing him out of the bathroom.]

Go relax on the couch unless you want to keep me company as I clean out the paint from my own hair. There are blankets and books, and I have no doubts you'll be able to entertain yourself for fifteen minutes or so.

[polydegmonsprice]

[HE WOULD HAVE WASHED YOUR HAIR IN RETURN!!! but. okay. shooed. he will in fact (careful not to drip) investigate bookshelves. by the time Emet is done he has blanket nested with a few books on different topics.]

[firstworldproblem]

[How sweet! But he cleans his hair relatively quickly and spends most of the time cleaning the bathroom so not to raise up poor Cosmo's neurotic corruption.

He finds a seat next to him and sits down.]

If you find yourself to be a master of the arcane arts, I could give you some rudimentary lessons. Would you like something to drink?

[polydegmonsprice]

I thought we only had access to the abilities given here? No, thank you.

[lifts blankets like do you also wish to nest]

[firstworldproblem]

Baritones has the unique ability to travel through dreams. While it isn't the real world, it does make a decent testing ground.

[Cute. He does. He also picks up a journal from the coffee table with a bunch of scribbled notes.]

I'm sure you are a little apprehensive about taking your first memory with such expectations behind it.

[polydegmonsprice]

To travel through dreams, hm... That would be a way to try.

Ah, yes. I was to tell you about it. I took my first memory with Five. Unfortunately, it was a memory of having forgotten something, for the most part.

[firstworldproblem]

[He tilts his head.]

Forgotten what?

[polydegmonsprice]

Events in Elpis. Hythlodaeus and I were outside Ktisis Hyperboreia with a man named Hermes, who I was there to meet. Unfortunately, all our memories had just been wiped by a system called Kairos, so it seemed we needed to conduct our business once more.

[firstworldproblem]

[Why is his memory such garbage? Compared to the other Unsundered, it is pretty stellar but that is a low bar.]

Elpis... you were there as well...

[polydegmonsprice]

That's right. You remember it?

[firstworldproblem]

Actually, I do not. Hythlodeaus memory was off that place, however. And it was a memory I don't remember having.

[polydegmonsprice]

...Since my memory was of forgetting a span of time, it could have been then.

[firstworldproblem]

It could have been. Now that is truly upsetting. When I did gaze upon his memory, I assumed that he was not from my star and that brought up complications of its own.

But... my memories are not always clear even if I wish they were. I wonder if he is yours.

[polydegmonsprice]

If he is mine, hm...

It seems you all have had a long time to forget.

[firstworldproblem]

I love Hythlodeaus. Even after the passing of eons. And you are correct, it has been a long time.

But if he is not mine, then I would not take him from the 'me' he rightfully belongs to.

[polydegmonsprice]

...

This is all very sweet, but don't be in such a hurry to step aside. In his place I would find myself deeply offended.