[network|text] @prettypinkflowers; oops on second thought have another; Night 189 [open]

[lacecase]

[Hello naughty children it's mania-o-clock. Although Ginger just put up a post earlier in the day, another one goes up fairly late into the night. Because she knows she needs to be quiet anyone trying their best to sleep. Also, emotes make her happy.]

Hi again everyone!!! ~ヾ(＾∇＾)
I realized when I made my announcement earlier that there are a lot of new faces I haven't met!
It got me to thinking that there are probably a bunch of us who have yet to really get to know each other.
So like I thought we could play another game! This time about...us! Ta-dah! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

[Some of you might be able to guess where this is going. Ginger might seem like the sort of person who has a limitless supply of game ideas, but even she can only come up with so much that will allow people to talk about their personal lives to some capacity.]

How about 2 truths and a lie? It'll be a lot of fun! (∗❛ัᴗ❛ั∗)
And we can learn a bit more about each other! Team building you know???
Even if someone's already figured out the answer to someone's post you should still talk to them if you have questions! (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

[That's how friendships happen!]

Comments

[rattlingthestars]

What's bullshit?

[ He's enjoying this, yep. ]

[heroproceeding]

There's no way you can breathe in space!

[ Come on! That's why they make those crazy complicated shuttles and stuff! And even those are still in the early stages back home! ]

[rattlingthestars]

Everyone can breathe in space. Your world is just weird.

[ As is... everyone else's. Shh. ]

[heroproceeding]

Maybe your world's just weirder, buddy. Who in the hell breathes in space but you?

[ CRAZY TALK.

He still loves you though, kid. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Um, everybody?

[ Jim will die on this hill. Just like Zack. ]

[heroproceeding]

Then you'll be














...his living legacy.

[heroproceeding]

Okay... Let me rephrase that. Who in the hell breathes in space but everyone on your world?

[ Jim, don't steal his duty. As SOLDIER. And honor and all that crap. ]

[rattlingthestars]

I -

[ Okay, Jim hasn't actually met anyone else, but he refuses to believe this is weird. ]

- Just because all your worlds are weird doesn't mean they're normal!

[heroproceeding]

Since when is my world suddenly so weird when you breathe in space? Space which has no oxygen last time I checked.

[ IT'S CRAZY WEIRD, CADET. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Check again. There's oxygen. There are even animals that live out there.

[ You know what's weird, Zack?

YOUR FACE. ]

[heroproceeding]

Uh huh. Sure. They even have space farms with space chocobos. They all even get their own little spaceships.

[ HE MIGHT EVEN DRAW JUST THAT AND SEND IT TO JIM. ]

[rattlingthestars]

If you're not going to take this seriously -

[ Yes, Jim is judging the drawing. ]

[heroproceeding]

Oh, I am taking this very seriously! See?

[ And now he's sending a drawing update. This has little TouchMes in spaceships, too, now. ]

Wait, you said they were like boat ships, right?

[rattlingthestars]

What kind of spaceships do you guys even have?

[ Seriously, he knew Gaia's space program was weird, but this is ridiculous. He sends back a less lighthearted drawing of a skiff - but it does have a frog-person piloting it, if Zack looks closely. ]

That's what a ship looks like. A little one, anyway.

[heroproceeding]

[ And that might be the sound of Zack off in the house somewhere guffawing at the sight of the stupid little frog in the space ship. ]

Ah, yeah! That's right! So, something like this!

[ And this might be... a whole fleet of them now popping up on Jim's tablet. Of course, they look a little different and they're all floating up in space. Oh, and by the way, there's some manned by moogles, too. And if Jim looks really hard, he might be able to make out that the couple stick figures of people Zack added may be one for each of them. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Zack's not the only one laughing out loud, though Jim's are a little quieter. ]

No, are you kidding me? Those are so ugly. Here.

[ Jim sends back a fleet of galleons, the biggest of which has four stick figures dotted around it. They're recognizable by helmet, tattoo, rat tail and ... hedgehog spikes.

There's a cat on the bowsprit.]

[heroproceeding]

[ Where there had been obnoxious laughter before, all's suddenly quiet from wherever Zack is as he opens the drawing. It looks so silly, he should be laughing. And it does get a little chuckle from him.

But mostly... Mostly, he finds himself just studying it, running a thumb over the edge of his tablet. It's a while before he responds again. ]

You seriously gonna grow back that rattail?

[ The usual tease to his voice isn't quite there. ]

-> action

[rattlingthestars]

[ Zack's taking long enough that Jim abandons his spot to go seek him out. He's at the doorway when Zack responds, and answers him in person: ]

Dunno. Don't really feel like myself without it.

audio > action;

[heroproceeding]

[ It's safe to say Zack was expecting the voice to come from his tablet and not from behind him by the way he almost seems to jump. Almost like he was caught in the middle of doing somethi- ]

Shit! [ No- Nope, no, no, no. Shit, shitshitshitshit. He glowers down at his tablet now, hunched over it and not seeming to hear what Jim has said now. How in the hell did he manage to hit the wrong button.

Just going to... stare. Stare down at it and very belatedly mumble: ] And here I thought you were gonna go for some spikes last time I checked. [ It's a weak tease and maybe not as humorous as he'd usually go for. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim stares in bemusement as Zack fumbles with his tablet. Almost... guiltily? And then there's that joke. One raised eyebrow turns into two. ]

Don't think there's enough hair gel in my world for that. What were you doing?

[heroproceeding]

...Uh. [ Not enough hair gel is right. Probably. Not that he seems that caught up in that part of the conversation anymore as he fidgets and stares down at his tablet.

And fidgets some more. Yep, he may be sort wiggling back and forth in his seat and looking far more forlorn than he should be before slumping his shoulders in defeat. He is definitely not looking up for this as he kinda mumbles into his tablet. ] Could you send me that drawing again?

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim continues to stare in bemusement, wondering how a joking conversation about ships went to... well, whatever it is Zack's doing now. ]

-Yeah? Why do you want it?

[ Jim's already sending it over, but he can't help his curiosity. ]

Going to backmail me with my drawing skill?

[heroproceeding]

[ There's an odd pause between that question and Zack's answer. But the answer does finally come around at least. ]

...Yep. In fact, I'm gonna send it to Kunsel right now.

[ Only he might be just staring at the attachment instead. And very, very carefully making a point to save it instead of delete it. Not going to ask for it again, thanks. The first time was a bit awkward enough. ]

It sure seems like a wild ride. -You know, space.

[rattlingthestars]

Kunsel doesn't need more black mail material, come on.

[ Stop ruining his life Zack. And also stop with the reactions Jim can't seem to figure out.

Space, huh? ]

-You're gonna love it.

[heroproceeding]

Gonna love it, huh.

[ He says it quietly. Maybe more to himself than to Jim. Maybe it was only for him to hear at that with how soft his voice gets for a split second there.

Then, he throws something of a grin over his shoulder. Maybe a bit too abruptly. Maybe a smile overdone. ]

Kunsel might not, but I've been running low lately.