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[neigh_sayer]

Who: Anyone + Ouma!
Where: An Evening Live Everywhere!! And then Vidroom possibly.
When: Day five, evening

[Trying to wind down after that day of socializing? TOO BAD, AS A BLAST OF SMOKE SUDDENLY APPEARS BEHIND YOU and also the Live App is very much On]

It's that time again! What does your fortune hold! Love! Truth! Secrets! Lies! I can tell your future just by looking in your eyes!

[If you're not too busy rubbing them due to all the smoke.

But there's an ulterior motive to this late day Live!! And eventually C is gonna be knock knock knockin' on Bad End's door OPEN UP SUCKERS]

((OOC: [ETA THE PLAYER IS SUPER TIRED TBH AND PROBABLY WON'T START NEW THREADS BUT WILL PICK UP WHAT'S CURRENTLY HERE I LOVE YALL]))

Comments

[afailedmurder]

Thus far there does not appear to be a limit to his supply.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

He must be a joy to live with.

[afailedmurder]

I'm... sure he'll tire of them eventually...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

But then he'll just move on to something else. And who knows. It could be even worse.

[afailedmurder]

Shouldn't I be the one making predictions here...?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I figured since you were so bad at your job I'd take up the mantle.

[afailedmurder]

Like a subcontractor? Yes, I'm fine with that. I have things I'd rather be doing anyway.

By the way, F responded to your formal complaint.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Don't forget to pay me.

[And cue eye roll]

Sure, she did. What did F have to say?

[afailedmurder]

I won't forget.

[Pulls a neatly-folded envelope out of his front pocket and hand it over. Inside is the complaint, shredded into tiny pieces.]

It would seem that she can't read.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Opens the envelope.

Looks inside.





And then attempts to dump the contents of the envelope over A's head]

[afailedmurder]

—Hey!

[nooo, swatting bits of it out of his perfect hair]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I retract my complaint.

[afailedmurder]

Oh? What about your refund?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Also unnecessary.

[afailedmurder]

Because you've usurped my job, is that it?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Have your stuff out of the office by end of day. Security will see you out.

[afailedmurder]

Fair enough.

Although... why don't you give me one last chance to impress you with my powers? I'll read your mind.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Ha. Sure.

Give it a try.

[afailedmurder]

Think of a number between one and a million.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

...

Okay.

[afailedmurder]

Now tell me what it is. This is part of the trick.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Narrows his eyes but whatever]

One million.

FORESIGHT

[afailedmurder]

You're thinking of... one million. You're not one to do anything in half measures, are you?

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

!!!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Lucky guess.