week 2

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Week 2

[It's been about a week since the Champions woke up in their new consumerist hellscape of a temporary home and, despite a few odd goings on and the bomb incident with Church and Nari, things haven't been as bad as they could be. No one is even dead yet! But let's see how long that lasts.

Enjoy your week, Champions.]

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[burninglight]

[You know, he really wasn't sure if juggalo robots were better or worse than the idea of stolen MTs.]

[(Worse, he concluded. At least he knew how to dismantle magitek troopers.)]

[In the particular state of debatable existence Ardyn was beginning to realize was 'normal' for him lately, the anti-morning person shambled his half-awake way to Starbucks to put together some unholy blended abomination of ice, caffeine, and sugar. It would be generous to call it 'coffee', but in a strictly technical sense it sort of was.]

[He eventually retreated back to his weird little mad scientist lab in the tech supply section of Universe (with coffee and a small collection of hoarded snacks from Starbucks), back to disassembling and reassembling whatever unfortunate technology was within reach. Today it was another tablet, Ardyn in deep concentration as he meticulously took it apart piece by piece as if studying it enough would unlock what the fuck half these pieces were. His specialty was, to his sudden regret, more in machinery and weapons than smartphones and the like.]

[Still, boredom and restlessness were a dangerous combination.]

universe

[motherfucking_ghost]

We have to get you a sign back here if you're gonna claim this space.

[That would be Church with a roomba under his good arm.] I'd say get you a sleeping bag, but maybe we shouldn't push the rules just yet.

[burninglight]

'Abandon all hope, ye who enter here', perhaps.

[He glanced up, raising an eyebrow at the roomba before focusing on Church himself.]

How's your arm?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Healing. Slowly. Nari took a look, gave me some tips. And I got like...some antibiotic gel out of the wild gumball machine thing? So that'll help assloads.

So what's Arby's Lucifer Ceiling up to today?

[burninglight]

...Why does everyone continue trying to give me nicknames? 'Ardyn' is far from that complex of a name.

[SIGH.]

I'm not doing anything. Rather bored, to be quite honest.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You literally just quoted Dante's Inferno at me, and you think I'm not gonna give you a Satanic nickname? Please.

Need something to make you less bored? ...I feel like if I suggest 'can you turn a roomba into a hoverboard', that's not going to go over well.

[burninglight]

I'm not enabling you to break both your legs, no.

[Ardyn rolled his eyes, making a vague gesture with the hand holding a screwdriver...and immediately dropping it.]

...I keep forgetting about that.

[motherfucking_ghost]

It doesn't have to be my le--why do you do that?

[burninglight]

I have this particular ability--think of it as an infinite armory and storage space.

[He leaned over to pick up the screwdriver, setting it down like a normal person.]

Unfortunately, I'm so accustomed to utilizing it to hold things like this that the fact that I now find it inaccessible keeps slipping my mind.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You have a magical hammerspace.

I fucking hate you.

[burninglight]

Take it up with Noctis, he had one too.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Stupid magical bullshit, I call crap on the fact that you have both magic and technology, like, why do you get to have the best of both worlds, fuck off with that.

[burninglight]

I can assure you, it's likely to be nowhere near as spectacular as you're assuming. Magic is no widely common thing; it only truly comes naturally to Lucian royals.

[motherfucking_ghost]

So you're special. [He doesn't actually stick his tongue out, but it's definitely in his tone. Also, he's sitting his butt on the table.] Just don't throw that thing at me.

[burninglight]

[Ardyn folded his arms on the table, leaning forward slightly with an unimpressed look.]

More so than you could ever understand.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Is this gonna turn into a melancholy story about the doctor who couldn't be king and instead got turned into an immortal monster? Should I have brought a pillow?

[burninglight]

No, because you can't sleep here. Idiot.

[...Ardyn paused after the casual insult, looking to the carefully arranged parts laid out in front of him in thought.]

I-...it may have come to my attention that I have possibly been approaching matters incorrectly, with you as well as the others.

Starbucks

[shikosuki]

[ ...oh good lord. Why does something about this feel familiar. He watches him make it at first with wide eyes, but then his eyelids lower ] Is that even coffee anymore or is it just sugar?

[burninglight]

It's an important experiment.

[he is barely awake, choro.]

Highly scientific.

[shikosuki]

Scientific how.

[burninglight]

'Will this keep me awake or cause a heart attack in a human body' scientific.

1/2

[shikosuki]

[shikosuki]

I'm pretty sure either outcome is going to kill you. No, it will, it definitely will.

[burninglight]

All in the name of scientific advancement, my friend.

[shikosuki]

That's not science at all! It's just suicide!

[ Choromatsu please find some chill ]