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

[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.

[firstworldproblem]

Please. I would not make a decision so hastily without evidence. He and you both might have countless years of memories to regain. It will all become apparent with time and a decision will not be made without the full weight of knowledge put to bear.

[polydegmonsprice]

Good! Don't make such implications when I have but one memory! I makes it seem like you're in a rush to get away from him!

[firstworldproblem]

What is this? Are you so quick to judge my actions?

[polydegmonsprice]

If you are not keen to be judged, do not say such things lightly.

[firstworldproblem]

My, are you sure that is how you want to play this little game of ours?

[polydegmonsprice]

Well isn't that a face that says you'd like to grind my face into the dirt.

[firstworldproblem]

Without a doubt. But I will take your words to heart regardless.

[polydegmonsprice]

Good. It is my understanding that you have had difficulties with Hythlodaeus, but 'tis no excuse to be overly skittish when it comes to someone you love.

[firstworldproblem]

Please. A thousand thousand lifetimes stand between me and the man he remembers.

A pity really. He doesn't even laugh at my morbid humor.

[polydegmonsprice]

Are such difficulties insurmountable? Certainly you and I are quite different, even with what little I recall, but...

[firstworldproblem]

No. Not insurmountable.

But go on. Tell me how we are different.

[polydegmonsprice]

Our differences are hardly the point.

But your body is a curiosity.

[firstworldproblem]

I discarded my original form quite a long time ago.

what are notifs

[polydegmonsprice]

Why?

Re: what are notifs

[firstworldproblem]

Do you truly want the answer to that question?

Whatever you can imagine, the reality is much worse.

[polydegmonsprice]

I am not a child to be protected from uncomfortable realities.

[firstworldproblem]

No, you are not, but until I am certain you've also lived through this I will not speak of it.

I want to live vicariously through you. I did mention I was a voyeur, did I not?

[polydegmonsprice]

[...sighs]

I shall grow insistent as time passes.

[but he'll let it go for now.]

[firstworldproblem]

[He leans his head on his shoulder.]

It is rather painful to speak about anyway.

[polydegmonsprice]

[settles a hand in his hair, gentle.]

I suspected as much. Sorry to drag up painful things.

[firstworldproblem]

[He snorts.]

I did say I wouldn't lie to you, and it would be rather unseemly to fail so quickly at my word.

But I do hope with all my heart that your tale is a pleasant one.