(no subject) (part 2)

[initiatesnpc]

Here is an overflow log for the Black Rock, New Mexico mission! The original log is here, and the OOC information is here. Start new threads or continue old ones, this is just some more room for it to grow into.

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[honkalypse]

Almost seven, motherfucker!

[He looks proud as he announces his age.]

So do you not get yourself on over when we motherfuckers are due for coming back?

[honkalypse]

"There's trolls what are having horns alike, but not ones that are kicking around all at the same time, you be digging that? Called motherfucking ancestors to us trolls what are being alive right now. That's what a brother be hearing around, at least."

And he had nothing in particular to say about the other three so he just answered the question happily.

[emptysword]

Let's start out slowly and move up as we go along, if that's alright with you.

[gallopingarcher]

[After a moment she hesitantly peeks, and then hides her face again, and then finally drops the blanket down when he says sorry. She's still embarrassed and takes to wringing the blanket in her hands but her hooves go still. She has one shoe still on, and even that much unbalances her a little, causing her to keep the shoed hoof lifted slightly.

And she is clothed from neck to knees and hocks, in spite of the warmth during the day, so that might lend to such an assumption.]

No, no I should be sorry! I, um, I didn't think anyone else would be out here if I came after dark.

[Though now that she's thinking about it... It is a little odd, though her question is perfectly innocent.]

But you'd fit in a tub, so why come all this way?

[peachbaths]

[ Kougyoku takes Saber's hand willingly. ]

Of course. [ And up she goes. ] It has been a pleasure talking to you, Miss Saber. I... [ She glances down for a moment out of shyness. ] I hope we meet again soon.

[peachbaths]

[ She stays silent, because she doesn't know what to say about anything else. If it's not about politics, she's at a loss! Her sleeves come in handy as she hides behind them before replying. ]

The royal kind...

[speakveryclearly]

Incredibly weird. Though all of us have been orphaned by now anyway and I've never known a human who wasn't eventually orphaned either.

[ringwizard]

Wow, it's cute!

[He crosses his arms low and smirks at her.] She matches her new owner.

[aceordisgraced]

It's totally how to ride a horse. As long as I'm on it, I'm riding it!

Do you want to join me? [He holds out his hand.]

[punk_cute]

Wait, all of you?

[Did Eridan mention that? He doesn't remember.]

And damn, I guess a lot of humans here came from really bad places. Where I'm from I'm kinda weird, with just my Ma. Only other one from Inaba is Nanako-chan, an' both of us 'cause one of our parents died. Naoto-kun lost hers in an accident though, so I guess it ain't something that never happens but. All of you?

[whatsupcroc]

( It's good that puts him at ease. Good and amusing. )

< Invaders from another world who wanted to take over all humans and make them into body slaves. >

( Matter of fact little admission there, her tail flicking at the flies trying to find her again in all this heat. )

[speakveryclearly]

If you know Eridan had a lusus I'm guessing you had some idea about our apocalypse and the game. One of the pre-emptive consequences was that everyone's custodian died.

Much like an "unusual" past seems to be a prerequisite to transporthood.

1/3

[debtor]

Yes! Such as--

[Uh.

Hm.

How, though? In what way? They'll need something to tell people. How would a man of science strive to improve the living conditions of his hardworking comrades?]

[debtor]

[OH GOD KOMURIN FLASHBACKS. . .]

[debtor]

[--No, focus, Allen! Moony isn't going to terrorize the town with a mecha. Probably.

What's something they need in the Wild West??]

Researching-- new means of defense against coyotes!

[acemedium]

You're not riding it, you're barely staying on! ... Backwards!

[But geez, may as well. ... Not that she knows, either. She offers her hand back... how is she supposed to get up there?]

Only because you'd turn into horseshoes without me!

[aceordisgraced]

[He laughs and instructs her to put her foot on the stirrup. Once she's got herself on there, he leans down to grab under her other arm and hoists her up (with a little grunt, because oh no he's gotten a little old he's over 30!) on the saddle. He scoots to give her space at the front before turning carefully so he's facing the right direction.]

There we go.

[miiracles]

[ That defensive tone makes her wonder if he can handle the weapon well. But she'll stop asking questions now. ]

...mii. I have nothing to worry about then. [ Well, she wasn't too worried in the first place. More like she was being curious. ]

[miiracles]

[ She turns her head, returning to stargazing and swinging her legs off the porch. ]

...yes. This sort of place is a refreshing sight for me. It's not boring.

[miiracles]

[ Interesting is good. As long as it's something new and not boring! ]

Rika. Furude Rika. [ Another little bow of her head as she introduces herself. Mei is a new face to Rika as well. Then again, there are so many different Transports. She's likely to miss some faces... ]

Have you been on a mission before? This is my first one.

[miiracles]

...mii?

[ Rika tilts herself to the side, peeking out from behind Larsa. She doesn't need to ask. It looks like she didn't need the description of the man after all. For now, she observes before deciding to take any action. ]

[miiracles]

[ Yep, good guess. Bringing up what sort of role that other Transports had in their home worlds hardly ever came up for her. She would usually avoid asking. She appears mildly surprised for a moment, before putting on another big smile. ]

...I know an idol. I have something to brag about to my friends. Nipa~☆

[ ...If she ever sees them again. ]

[imusntrunaway]

... you're a strange girl.

[alittlesweptup]

[Charlie makes a low, bemused noise before taking a heavy sip of what's left of his beer. This isn't where he anticipated going with this conversation - not even remotely. Had someone suggested he'd be coming to some kind of agreement about rooming with the man he'd gotten killed, he'd've thought them totally off their nut.

And here he is anyway. Which might, if he thinks about it, make him the right lunatic in the room. But he's not going to think about it.]

Suppose I'll learn to put up with you. Now we just have to find a third and we'll have ourselves a full house.

[feel_nevermore]

Yeah... Wouldn't do if we started putting graffiti on the walls, right?

But if we buy some black paint, I guess we could make placards out of random planks we'll find.