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]

Absolutely not.

[rainshaveceased]

Good, as I do not wish to leave.

[casually scoots closer to lean on him]

[polydegmonsprice]

[it is harder for emet to lean in return given their height difference, but he can put an arm around him.]

Good.

[rainshaveceased]

When you do eventually play in games... if you ever need company after one, you are welcome at future is now.

[polydegmonsprice]

[thinks about the relative uncuddleability of taisho]

Thank you.

[rainshaveceased]

Of course, you are free to visit at any time if you so wish.

[polydegmonsprice]

I appreciate the invitation.

[rainshaveceased]

I expect Hythlodaeus would also greatly appreciate your company.

[polydegmonsprice]

I suspect I would also enjoy his.

[rainshaveceased]

[hehe gay]

Full glad am I to hear you say that.

[polydegmonsprice]

[huffs gently]

I remember him. Not much, though.

[rainshaveceased]

Oh? You mean you have already purchased memories?

[polydegmonsprice]

Only the one. Of Elpis.

[rainshaveceased]

Elpis? What were you doing there?

[polydegmonsprice]

I was there on Convocation business, to speak with a man called Hermes. However our memories had just been wiped in an accident at the time.

[rainshaveceased]

Hermes... it must have been about his joining the Convocation as Fandaniel.

But what is this about your memories?

[polydegmonsprice]

Some system had just malfunctioned, erasing the events of the past few days we spent in Elpis for everyone in the facility at the time.

[rainshaveceased]

Unfortunate. But at least it was only a few days.

[polydegmonsprice]

There is that. It was nonetheless frustrating at the time, and moreso to remember forgetting as one's first memory.

[rainshaveceased]

I can imagine.

[hahaha]

Hopefully in the future you will gain more pleasant memories.

[polydegmonsprice]

[at. at least you're an audition.]

In spite of the clear concern everyone who knows Hades shows at the prospect of me remembering.

[dry.]

[rainshaveceased]

Ah. Well.

We can still hope.

[polydegmonsprice]

[he's an amnesiac but he's still a sharp little butthead.]

We can.

[he concedes, squeezing gigi gently.]

[rainshaveceased]

...If you remember more about Hermes, I would like to know.

[polydegmonsprice]

[interesting]

Certainly. I can pass along anything I should remember.