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@inertia-crowed
Hey there. I'm Ari, my pronouns are they and them, and for some reason you've reached me.
You might see me around, helping out the Administrator with odd jobs – you know PRP and ORG? They're my problem specifically. I do help out with the other teams though. You might see me around.
I don't really care what team you're on, really. Just don't make everything really inconvenient, 'kay?
(ooc under cut!!)
🌟~ Day 4 of the New Years Event—
04~ Prompt—
Party favors
04~ Question—
What is a found memory your characters created this year?
[Divider Credits]
Can't think of anything, honestly. Maybe my brain just can't remember, though.
There was that one time Wildcard tried to eat glue? Is that anything?
Hey, nerd. Fancy seeing you around.
I'm guessing GRN and YLW are metaphorically kicking your ass as usual?
— @inertia-crowed
Peter snapped the pen in his hand clean in half, tossing the pieces onto his already cluttered desk with a sharp exhale. He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples like the weight of the world...or rather, his incompetent coworkers...was grinding his nerves to dust.
"Oh, fuck off, Ari. Don’t even get me started on how the teams are doing. I’m practically babysitting a troupe of headless chickens in clown shoes who couldn’t organize a two-car parade if their lives depended on it!!"
he froze in his seat as he lets out another sharp exhale. slumping into his seat, the chair creaking against his weight
"sorry- sorry. The director is just puttin alot on me. didn't mean to explode on you..."
Hmm. Sounds rough.
*Ari spoke casually, as if they were well used to situations such as these. They walked over to the desk and picked up one of the pen halves, twirling it skilfully between their fingers, and nodded as Peter talked.*
Yeah, the director tends to be like that, huh? Tell you what — if you need help with some of that, let me know. Especially if there's number crunching to do — *They gesture to themself* — I guess you'd consider me an expert in that regard. Say....
*They peered over his shoulder at whatever happened to be on the desk — they couldn't judge, of course; their own desk was equally if not more chaotic than this one.*
What specifically's gotten you so riled up? You need a hand now?
"well obviously not now its just- ugh its pissing me off how differently the guy has been actin. especially on our end for GRN and YLW"
He paused, his fingers idly slipping beneath the edge of his turtleneck, scratching at the skin beneath with a slow, frustrated but deliberate motion.
"somthin bout a family he had I dunno- I know the whole GRN and YLW thing started cus of him but..."
He paused again, his fingers darting under the collar of his turtleneck, scratching with an almost frantic urgency. The quick, harsh motions betrayed the simmering anger beneath his composed exterior, each scrape against his skin a desperate attempt to steady his nerves.
"...like I said, I don't know-"
Fair, fair. I never said you had to, y'know. Was just offering.
And I'm not particularly sure what the business is either — guess they don't want any of us to know, keep it under wraps or something. But, of course, we're not in charge, and we never will be. It's really out of our control.
*They stick the half of the pen they were holding behind their ear, like an artist or perhaps a designer might. Of course, the fellow was neither of these, despite how the way they held themself or the barely paint-stained shoes might convey. They leaned back on the table, taking a sheet of paper and inspecting it.*
Hey, nerd. Fancy seeing you around.
I'm guessing GRN and YLW are metaphorically kicking your ass as usual?
— @inertia-crowed
Peter snapped the pen in his hand clean in half, tossing the pieces onto his already cluttered desk with a sharp exhale. He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples like the weight of the world...or rather, his incompetent coworkers...was grinding his nerves to dust.
"Oh, fuck off, Ari. Don’t even get me started on how the teams are doing. I’m practically babysitting a troupe of headless chickens in clown shoes who couldn’t organize a two-car parade if their lives depended on it!!"
he froze in his seat as he lets out another sharp exhale. slumping into his seat, the chair creaking against his weight
"sorry- sorry. The director is just puttin alot on me. didn't mean to explode on you..."
Hmm. Sounds rough.
*Ari spoke casually, as if they were well used to situations such as these. They walked over to the desk and picked up one of the pen halves, twirling it skilfully between their fingers, and nodded as Peter talked.*
Yeah, the director tends to be like that, huh? Tell you what — if you need help with some of that, let me know. Especially if there's number crunching to do — *They gesture to themself* — I guess you'd consider me an expert in that regard. Say....
*They peered over his shoulder at whatever happened to be on the desk — they couldn't judge, of course; their own desk was equally if not more chaotic than this one.*
What specifically's gotten you so riled up? You need a hand now?
🌟~ Day 3 of the New Years Event—
03~ Prompt—
Light
03~ Question—
What is something your characters hope to achieve next year?
[Divider Credits]
Getting one singular screenplay published. Or maybe making a short film. Promotion? Yeah, I don't know. We'll see.
Or actually socialise with you guys. I mean, sure, I give you contracts but I could do more, right? Surely.
Evening, Miss Maristella. I, uh, heard you're holding a thing at yours, and wanted to know if you needed help setting up.
— @inertia-crowed
Thank you! I would enjoy some help with setting up the dinner, maybe we could even have some tea while we do the planning?
'Course! Just let me know what to do and where, I guess.
*They consider for a second, bringing their hand to their chin.*
If it's not too much trouble for you, I wouldn't mind tea. It is freezing out there, haha.
I'm guessing everyone else has yet to come over then?
🌟~ Day 2 of the New Years Event—
02~ Prompt—
Fireworks
02~ Question—
What new year’s superstitions do your characters believe in?
[Divider Credits]
If I had to choose, New Year's Kisses. It's never really worked before, since I haven't had anyone to do it with, but maybe some day. Or some year, I guess. I don't know.
This isn't really a superstition, but back in college, Ray would insist we watch the London firework show every year. They'd plan the journey there and everything so we'd see it in person. Good times? Good times.
🌟~ Day 1 of the New Years Event—
01~ Prompt—
Hope
01~ Question—
What dish will your character bring to the party?
[Divider Credits]
New years, huh? Thanks for inviting me. I, uh, brought some nice wine for Miss Maristella. Least I could do, right?
Oh, and a cake. This one is...? Red velvet flavour I think? Yeah. So if you're allergic to eggs or milk or something don't try it. Hope that's good with you.
Merry Smissmas, gang.
I, uh, don't actually have much to say. Just. Let me know if you need anything, I guess? It'll be done in a jiff.
Yeah. Have a good one.
you know, your hair looks really nice today! you look really nice today! have i ever told you how brilliant you are?
— 🛰
The stapler's on the desk, you know. Always has been.
You've gotta quit the sweet talk, dude! At this point you're all talk no soda.
- @reds-wildcard-jester
Incredible. Let me know how it tastes!
Hopital
Yeah, I figured. Doesn't taste any good either, so I'm not sure why I encouraged you in the first place.
- @reds-wildcard-jester
Incredible. Let me know how it tastes!
('Kay, here goes....)
Trapper? Hi. Uh, I've got some, uh— a script, here. Yep. Very scripty. *They flick through the papers in their hands nervously. Notably, there's a band-aid haphazardly slapped on one of their fingers.*
Do you — (argh, this is stupid!) — do you wanna have a look? I heard you were into horror films and such, so it might be up your alley.
'Course, if you're busy, that's fine too! All good, haha!
— @inertia-crowed [don't mind them they feel shy ^^]
Yeah of course! What genre of horror? Slasher? Gore? Psych? Whatever it is must be cool!
*he takes the script from them and glances at the first few pages.*
You like theater i’m guessing, i’ve never been one for that stuff not gonna lie.
You— you think? Huh. This one's psych horror, but there's (I wanna say aspects...?) of science-fiction in it. Thought I'd give the genre a go myself after seeing other horror films at a film festival last year.
*They're shifting the weight between their feet, anxious about what feedback they may well get. This is fair — not a lot of their works manage to make it past the drafting stage.*
I suppose you could say I like theatre, yeah. I mainly hover between writing plays like this and stuff for the screen. It's honestly harder than you'd think, psych horror for the stage. No fancy camera angles to focus on things with, and you have to consider the set a lot more — it's a lot to consider, y'know?
I mean— you probably don't, but I guess it's food for thought.
Hey there, Scout. Just checking in over here, making sure everything's running smoothly— wait, lemme just check my papers...
*A bit of clipboard flicking.*
...Apparently you guys have a treehouse now. Huh. When'd that happen?
— @inertia-crowed
"Heya pally!! Yah, we're gettin' a new treehouse. Pretty cool, right? It's gonna store all of us Scoutlings' yeah. It was gettin' talked 'bout recently by Greeny."
Ohhh, okay, gotcha. Was the 'Scoutlings' a recent thing, or...?
And why do you need an entire building for them?
"Well.. us Soutlings just ssorta found eachother, y'know??"
"Oh.. and.. you do NOT want to know how many of us there are..."
Why wouldn't I—? Wait. Oh no, it's a Frenchie thing, isn't it?
Lemme guess, he really got around, and you guys are the result. Shoot me if this is wrong, of course — it's not nice to assume and all.
I don't think we've met before, have we? I'm from the Admin team. Right now I've been making sure no-one's blown up outside of battle or whatever.
You're... GRN's Trapper, right? Your radio guy's told me about you.
— @inertia-crowed
……Yes. That is me.
Nobody has exploded here. At least that i know of.
*trapper leans down to look at ari*
I like your hair. It is pretty.
Right, that's good then.
I— my hair? Pfff, I wouldn't say it's particularly nice. Thanks though. Means more than you think.
So! Has anything interesting happened with you guys recently, or would you say it's been more of a slow couple of weeks or so? I don't think we've taken any records in a hot minute.
*They take the pen they've been holding in their hand and take the cap off of it with their teeth. They're scrawling some titles and dates and such on a clipboard.*
Hey there, Scout. Just checking in over here, making sure everything's running smoothly— wait, lemme just check my papers...
*A bit of clipboard flicking.*
...Apparently you guys have a treehouse now. Huh. When'd that happen?
— @inertia-crowed
"Heya pally!! Yah, we're gettin' a new treehouse. Pretty cool, right? It's gonna store all of us Scoutlings' yeah. It was gettin' talked 'bout recently by Greeny."
Ohhh, okay, gotcha. Was the 'Scoutlings' a recent thing, or...?
And why do you need an entire building for them?
Hey there. Just checking in from the higher ups to see how everyone's doing. Thought I'd say hi, too, so...
Oh, and I'm also going around to see if you need extra supplies. Let me know if you need anything delivered, I guess?
— @inertia-crowed
Oh, umm hey there.
Your from higher up then ay?
Well if yer offering to get some “supplies” delivered may a put a request in?
May be a bit… unusual.
Oh, yeah, 'course. You won't believe some of the wacky stuff I've been asked to get. Sometimes the Doc might order some organs and... Urgh. Gross.
So? What do you have in mind?
Oh wow, well if am gein ta be honest with ya it’s nothing weird at all in that case.
Av just been missing me homeland and ad like some food and drink imported in if that’s aight?
Oh and maybe some more sticky bombs for umm… practice.
Sure, we can do that for ya. Actually, you can probably fill in this—*they hand him a paper* —and I'll have everything written down to order.
Are... are you sure the sticky bombs are for practice reasons? You're not getting up to any— haha— chicanery with 'em?
