Event: Consolidation Theory, Part One and Two

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Characters: red-marked characters
Location: ???
Date: Morning & Day 353
Summary: You wake up in a cell.
Warnings: general horror warnings; please note in subject lines for anything specific that comes up

Consolidation Theory OOC Post
Part Two OOC Post

Comments

[bywolves]

[ Sure, but this is also fun, and distracting, and Royce latches onto it. Better than thinking about anything else related to this place. ]

I am so not surprised that someone pushed you in. [ It is not possible to make that sound any more exasperated than it is. ] Was it multiple people? Did they have to fight over the chance?

[notaquaman]

[Nathan scoffs.]

Oh that's right, that's real funny! Laugh it up!

[Nobody is laughing.]

For your information, I took the son-of-a-bitch right down with me. How's that for some poetic justice?

[bywolves]

Sounds like you're not so much a victim, actually. [ Royce says dryly. ] Who did you take with you?

[notaquaman]

Sure I am!

[He'll argue this point until he can't talk anymore. Which will probably be awhile.]

Some prick named Dio. He's alright. We hang out.

[Even after Dio literally pushed him off a cliff.]

I'm pretty sure he's a sociopath.

[bywolves]

Hm. You sure do hang around a lot of sociopaths. Wonder if that says something about you.

[ This is wild speculation but listen. ]

[notaquaman]

Uh-oh. Is this the pot calling the kettle black?

[But, anyway...]

In any case, I can't help that I'm popular.

[bywolves]

I was counting myself as one of those sociopaths, actually.

[ Shrug. ] Popular to make fun of, maybe.

[notaquaman]

Ha! Well, good to know that you're self aware.

[Absolutely unlike this piece of garbage who doesn't know how to look in a mirror without kissing up to himself.]

You wound me. I fancy myself as the kind of person that the general masses can look up to.

[bywolves]

Look up to - what, exactly? [ He actually sounds sort of amused. ]

[notaquaman]

Look up to, uh...look up to...

[Yeah, he's got nothing. He knows that this is about as full of shit as he can get, but he lets the silence drag on way longer than he should, trying to scrape something up.]

You know, my wit and charm...and generosity.

[bywolves]

[ It makes Royce snort out a laugh, at least. ]

I can see that. You are pretty generous with how much credit you give yourself.