TEAM CHEESECAKE

[cutiepie_shepherd]

[AT SOME POINT YOU'RE JUST KINDA SHOVED IN HERE. ~MAGIC~ there's a girl in an oversized, colorful mess of a sheep hoodie waving at you from a tv screen]

This is your team room uwah!! SO SUPER SWEET SECRETIVE!! You can use this place to talk in super sweet secret! But if you talk somewhere else, be sure to let me know, okay~?

((please open any other private posts you make to this journal! Ty))

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[midgardener]

!!

. . . team?

[havesomedecency]

[TEAM!!]

—what the hell is even going on here?

[midgardener]

Elliot!?

[havesomedecency]

Ah—Aeris? How did you get here?

[midgardener]

Well, to be honest . . . I have no idea.

[havesomedecency]

Tch&mdsah;[glare to the TV screen jiiiiiiiiiii]—so they'll bring us here against our will without a damn clue at what we're to do?

[midgardener]

Well, maybe I have a guess.

[havesomedecency]

What's your guess?

[midgardener]

[ turns around to look at the screen ]


It's going to be a "game."

[havesomedecency]

—It's only a game if the participants are willing.

[midgardener]

[ spins back around, all sunshine again ]

Oh! Is that a rule?

[havesomedecency]

It's not a rule it's the principle of these things. If they won't give us a choice to play then it's not a game!

[midgardener]

Well, what does that make it?

[havesomedecency]

A competition. Or some sick and twisted person's idea of "fun."

[midgardener]

Oh! That's definitely what it is!

[midgardener]

Ah, sorry, that was a little harsh, probably . . .

[havesomedecency]

There's nothing harsh about the truth.

If that's how it is, then it's only a matter of determining what manner of harm they intend to do to those they've captured.

[midgardener]

. . . you know, that's not a bad first priority. Well, there's quite a range of harm, isn't there?

[havesomedecency]

[nods]

It's a different matter if they mean to kill . . . if they'd only like for us to match wits against each other with no attempt at injury that's something else.

[midgardener]

Probably, still, it's best to expect the worst . . .

[havesomedecency]

Then I refuse.

[midgardener]

Refuse, huh?

[havesomedecency]

I won't take an action that would harm someone else unless that choice is by my will.

[midgardener]

[ regards him carefully ]

[havesomedecency]

What will you do?

[midgardener]

[ a few things play out across her face and it takes a long moment for her to answer ]



Well . . . I'll behave how I like, you know?

[havesomedecency]

[he seems satisfied with this]

Ah, that's right. We both will.

[midgardener]

[ hahah we're going to die horribly /o/ ]


Mm! It'll be fun!

[havesomedecency]

Fun or not, we'll do our best.