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casparrjones
Caspar: It’s a long story lol
Caspar: A lot of shit got broken
Caspar: They’ll probably make me pay for it if I go back so.. let’s not
Caspar: Meet me at Blue in an hour?
Dalian: Yikes. Yeah, sounds like a better idea to stay away then.
Dalian: Okay, deal. See you then.
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casparrjones
Caspar: Not Last Stop
Caspar: They don’t like me at Last Stop
Caspar: Don’t ask why
Caspar: Blue’s good tho?? We can sneak into the private rooms if it’s too noisy for ya
Dalian: Damn, I was about to.
Dalian: Can I ask what you did then? ‘Cause something has got to have happened.
Dalian: Worth a try, sure.
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casparrjones
Caspar: Yeah sure, dude!
Caspar: Got a place in mind?
Dalian: There’s Blue or Last Stop?
Dalian: Idk, maybe Blue is too noisy, but the other is just... Traditional sports.
Dalian: Honestly, I don’t care. As long as we get a drink, I’ll be satisfied.
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Dalian: Hey so
Dalian: Would you maybe be up for grabbing a drink or two tonight?
Dalian: I mean, it is Friday and I could really use some time out. And some company.
casparrjones
Caspar nodded. “What’s an objective? And I swear there’s no tanks in this. There’s just’a lot of people runnin’ around like headless chickens.” He was confusing tanks with the machine, and was honestly already a little lost. It didn’t seem to take much. “I dunno any pink-haired girl, tho I wanna play as her now. But there’s like- the robot girl! She’s pink and hella cool. Jamie got me to play as her the one time I played this game and I like her.”
“The objectives are either payloads or control points, depending on the game type.” Shaking his head, Dalian laughed at Caspar’s choice of wording for a moment. “Tanks are a class of heroes. Again, there’s offence, defence, tanks and supports. Every hero falls under one of those categories and their abilities and playstyle reflects that.” He briefly tapped around inside the game, opening up the catalogue of playable characters. “Oh, you mean D.Va? She’s the girl in the mech suit. She’s actually a tank too. She’s not exactly a beginnger character, but sure we can teach you to play her.”
casparrjones
Caspar laughed softly and nodded. “It’s the one thing I remember, anyway.” He admittedly wasn’t the best at following along when Jamie went full nerd. Video games were a whole world he quickly found himself getting confused by. “Uh- you pick a character and shoot people? And there’s the robot guy and then the robot girl who’s pink. I like her.”
Dalian chuckled and leaned back in the couch. Facing Caspar to make sure he followed with what he was about to tell him. “That is… Well, some of it. Depends on what kind of map you play. But usually it’s 6 vs. 6 players, fighting for an objective. There are four kinds of heros, depends on what you like to play. Offense, defence, tank and support. The pink-haired girl is Zarya, she’s a tank. So she basically just absorbes a lot of damage, so her team’s offense has time to kill the opponent.”
brian-lindstrom
Brian chuckled softly and reached out to shake Dalian’s hand. “A pleasure, Dalian. That’s a nice name. So, what do you do out here besides buy strangers coffee?” he asked with a cheeky little smirk.
“Thank you. I just work for the most parts. Only just moved here six months ago, so I’m still, like, new to it all.” Dalian smiled, taking a deep breath. At times the city and it’s people were still a little overwhelmingly different. Hearing the barista call out, he picked up his coffee cup. “What about you? You sound like someone who’s been here their entire life.”
casparrjones
Caspar took the controller and sat back against the couch. “Jamie talks a lot sometimes, only reason I know ‘bout the bird.” He didn’t know what said bird was called, but he had gotten Jamie a small plush version the other day, and that was about the only reason it was still something he remembered. “I just wanna be good enough to not like- die every five seconds. And good enough to hold a conversation ‘bout it, or at least follow when he starts talkin’, ‘cause right now I kinda got lost at word one.”
Dalian listened silently, while keeping his attention on the screen as he set up their game lobby. “Of all the stuff in Overwatch, that’s the one thing he talks about.” There was quite a few heroes in the game, so it was a little amusing that exact detail was what Caspar knew the most of. But in the end, all that really mattered was his interest in learning the game. “I think we can do that. Easily. So how much do you actualy know about the game?” He asked, looking over at the other boy on the couch with a brow raised in question.
favourite season?
Summer. Winters get cold here in the States.
what are your top favourite video games?
Oh god, uhm... Spyro: Year of the Dragon, purely nostalgic. God of War 2, the Far Cry games, Bioshock, The Last of Us. I could honestly go on for days.
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how did you get into gaming?
Though my cousins! They’ve lived in the States for most of their lives, so they grew up with consoles and internet. Whenever we would visit them, they’d show me their new games and teach me how to play. They’re also the ones who introduced me to Counterstrike and League.
how long do you think you could survive without playing video games? no lying!
Considering it’s my only source of income, not very long. Maybe a month or so. Then I might starve to death. Personally I could only go a week before I’d be anxious to get my hands on a mouse and keyboard again, unless I was at my parents' place in Havana.
“In his arms, I slowly unfolded like a love note read in secret.”
— Jill S. Alexander, Paradise
Has anyone in town caught your eye?
Yeah, there are. I mean, people out here in California are gorgeous.
Do you believe in an afterlife?
Yes, I do. I am Catholic, but I’m not sure exactly what kind of afterlife I believe in.
What else does a guy have to do on a Friday night?
