[log] Noisy Black, Part One [closed]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: anyone who signed up for the Noisy Black event
Location: an office building
Date: Morning and Day 260
Summary: You wake up in a room.
Warnings: nothing of note for this part, please note any specific things that happen in the comment sections of your posts

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[rubikscomplex]

Just 'cause I don't know 'em doesn't mean you can't say 'em. Personally, I'd go Cissnei, Temple, Hale, Miri, and Cuddy on the chick side. Harrison Ford--Hans Solo era Harrison Ford--Freddie Mercury, Dizzie Gillespie, Mick Jagger, and Wilson on the guy side. I guess Jesus, too for the bonus. I'd wanna see what that sweet 'born of a virgin' ass is really like.

[himalayanyeti]

I know only one person off that list, and it's Jesus, and you're one hell of a blasphemer for it. Anyways, for girls...Abigail, Scarlet, June, Katherine, and...uh, Susan, sure. And then Valentine, Wekapipo, Dio, Ringo, and Blackmore. You know. Hypothetically, 'n all.

[rubikscomplex]

Hypothetically. Personally, I wouldn't touch any guy named Dio with a ten foot pole around here. The two we've had were total jackasses.

[himalayanyeti]

Oh.

[He goes quiet for a few moments, before piping up again.]

He's comin' back, though! My Dio, I mean. If anyone's gonna get me out of here, it's gonna be him. I'll wait for Dio as long as I have to.

[rubikscomplex]

Why would he come back for you? You're a half-blind idiot. He's probably happy you're gone.

[It's mostly to get a reaction, more than because he believes that.]

[himalayanyeti]

'Cause we're meant to be together, obviously. Dio wouldn't abandon his fate like that. He can't! And he likes me, too, so don't start with that "happy you're gone" bullshit.

[rubikscomplex]

So, you're not gay, but you're meant to be with some guy. Fated to be, even. How bromantic.

[himalayanyeti]

Listen, it's just--

[He lowers his voice, nearly inaudible.]

It's a complicated situation, and I don't very much appreciate bein' put on the spot. It is fate, though. Whatever it is!

[rubikscomplex]

Uh-huh. Sounds more like you got a hard-on for the guy.

[himalayanyeti]

You haven't met him.

[...Wait.]

I mean, maybe you have, but he's rather charmin'! I 'spect even a guy like you could appreciate his fine nature. Think what you want, but I'm loyal to him and nobody else. [And then, a hasty addendum:] And that's all there is to it! Nothin' else.

[rubikscomplex]

De-Nile, not just a river in Egypt anymore. Whatever. Live in the glass closet if you want, Maggie Mae. I'm over this conversation.