after vivarium

after vivarium!
It may have been weeks, months, or even years, but finally, everyone makes it out of the warehouse just fine. The authorities have broken in and let everyone out, or maybe the characters managed to escape on their own. Either way, Zero and Calhoun vanish without a trace and they still haven't been caught to this day. It's infuriating, but the important part is that they're now free. What exactly entrails after that ending though? How to Play: ✖ Make a top-level comment, either blank or filled with some info/prose. ✖ Tag others, whether it's shortly after the escape or much later. ✖ Action, text, video, whatever, it's all good. ✖ Have multiple threads? ✖ Done! |
dd...... it tried so hard and it got so far but in the end, it doesn't even matter
[ jake follows, walking alongside her ]
What if I am?
basically if you don't think too hard about anything that happens in it it's not so bad
[she raises an eyebrow but just shrugs with a smile]
...Well, I'd hate to disappoint an old man. We are going all the way up there, though.
[she points at a ridge maybe a half-mile away in distance, though considerably further up. It won't take hiking equipment or anything like that, but there's a decent number of stairs. she doesn't like this place just because it's inconvenient, though that is a bonus.]
tell me what thoughts ema would have towards blackquill, i need to know
[ he looks up ahead. ]
Seems more than just a bit of climb. This place must really be something if you're willing to walk up all that.
fucking weeaboo goths. why can't you be more like your sister?
Some of us appreciate a journey if it brings us closer to the heavens. If your arthritis is killing you I can take you someplace else. We've already been here ten days...Europeans take their vacation seriously.
is there anyone or anything in the world that she hates more than klavier
[ he snorts. he truly is the picture of decency ]
You know, you're older than me, so you shouldn't be talking my arthritis, but I'm expecting something really grand if you're calling it heaven. My young heart is going to be fairly disappointed otherwise.
...gant? though there are a bunch of other troubling emotions in there too so klavier's much easier
Like you have a young or undisappointed anything. And I wasn't calling this in particular 'heaven,' just climbing and circles in general, Buddhists love that stuff. I think. Wasn't really my thing. [in addition to not remembering the details or history of much of anything, she was super shit at being calm and relating to others and place in the world and all that jazz, surprising no one]
How long have you been in town?
... okay, asides from gant because lbr, no one likes that clapping dick
Yeah, I can't see you being all about that. [ buddhist ema, imagine. ] And around a week and a half. Spent most of it on the outskirts of town though, so don't ask me to show you around, unless you want me to show you the best spots to get in trouble.
[ he's probably idk just doing some temp work fighting around there, who knows with him ]
How about you? Where're you staying with your friend?
joe darke... that's probably the only other unrepentant hatred... calhoun...
[She only made it to 'eat,' 'pray and love' were too much hassle]
Since when have I needed help getting in trouble? I suppose there're some decent bars, at least. We're staying downtown, the place is nice enough, the sort of place you can just lounge around forever if that's what you're into. Personally, I'd rather climb stairs...
glad to see that the only way you have to be hated more than klavier, you gotta be a murderer...
[ she should really watch how much she's eating. she'd be gaining weight in no time, and speaking of stairs, here they are. are you ready for the long trek uphill?? ]
Yeah, just how many times did you get yourself drugged back in the warehouse? But maybe we should grab a drink later. [ if she's not busy or something. it's not like he has anything better to do today besides texting hershel to study harder ] And sounds better than the shitty place they gave me. If you want to climb stairs, then we should switch motels.
you've gotta get both on her bad side and hurt someone she cares about, that's all
[it's not like praying or loving burn many calories. all the stairs take care of the food so it works out. she starts off with little apparent distress, though a light snort at his comment]
I drink to forget how many times I got drugged in the warehouse. You can treat the first round, by the way. [it's not like he has anything better to do today than drunktext hershel to study harder] And where're you staying, an escalator? We've been through too much bull already. If you don't like it, change.
that's easy enough to avoid. i mean, jake managed through....... right?
Sound like the better way to deal with your problems, so fine. Just the first one, since I can't imagine you having a lot of money. [ just a jab to hide that ohhh character development, kind of, he's spending money on people, and they can both drunk text hershel. can you imagine his reaction?? ] You saying I should treat myself? Seems rude, leaving the ditch my employers have me.
[ nope, it's not rude at all. he's just taking it because it was free and it's honestly not the worst place he has slept in. as long as there're no bugs and he has a bed, he can deal with broken elevators and stained walls ]
:)
Tsk, money is just a thing. What's it really going to bring us, but food, clothing, and shelter? [not even irritated, she's totally going to order something fancy with its own name. and then drunk text hershel, because his reaction would be amazing.]
I mean, if you like lying in ditches, then go for it. But otherwise, you're not gaining anything by martyring yourself. [doesn't sound like she's trying to convince him of anything, just making a simple statement of fact.]
....... (´Д` )
They claim that money can't buy happiness, but gotta say, I disagree with them. [ tag hershel on this meme with a drunk text. i'll do it too and hal can have a blast ]
I'll think about it. Got plenty of time to mull over it. [ who knows how long he'll be in the country before moving onto the next. ] ... Speaking of time, just how long is the trip up?
:3
I didn't even think you liked buying anything, that'd mean letting the money out of your possession. [a smirk, but not a mean one. maybe just normal teasing? is that a thing that people do??] [also okay it happened]
[she shrugs] I haven't exactly timed it. What, got a hot date?
:(
I found out pretty early on that making a pool out of money is harder than it looks, and I'm bound to run out of space under my mattress to hide all of it, so figured spending it on cheap beer is a good way to make room. [ ema? normal teasing? is that a thing?? and i can't believe you actually did it. here, take it, that's my contribution to this ]
Yeah, I got a hot blond waiting for me back in the city, so I was hoping we can hurry this up. [ no he doesn't. idek if he knows sherry at this point so there whatever he just wants to whine about this steep hill. ]
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What if you had a pool filled with cheap beer? Would that be a waste or a blessing? [maybe it can't be trusted. or maybe not being in captivity helps ones sense of humor. probably one of the two! and yeah, dumb things that don't even require shoes, that I can handle]
[more shrugs, she is surprisingly and probably irritatingly unwinded by this steep hill] If you wanna give up and get back to your honeybun, I'm not stopping you. It'd probably be more fun, all things considered.
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Why don't you go find out and get back to me? [ what, ema didn't like being bossed around by a robotic mouse? she's just no fun, and god bless you. i hope hal will like waking up to this ]
[ he waves her off ] I'm curious to see what you like so much about this place, so I'll stick around for a bit longer. Not to mention I want to know how bad of a drinking partner you'd be.
(╯°Д°)╯︵凸(.□ . 凸)
Sure, I'll put the tub of beer on your tab. Though scientifically speaking, you'd probably want a much higher alcohol percentage to at least attempt to kill the germs. Though I suppose you could require everyone to take baths first... [okay seriously considering the logistics of this and ignoring all thoughts of robotic mice for the sake of our eardrums. and gosh how could hal not be impressed and frankly flattered at such attentions]
Sure, sure. And I'm an excellent drinking partner, as you may recall. Even better than before if the place offers pool and/or darts.
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Starting to think that you're just going to find ways to waste my money. [ is it too late to get out of buying the first round of drinks... ] But you'd need a full surgical scrub before you're anywhere close enough to start drinking your own bath beer. [ that's just gross, ema. he was just thinking of bathing in it and flipping off people, and yeah, i know. she should be thanking us for being such good pals. ]
All I remember are shitty ghost stories, and I wouldn't trust you to go anywhere near darts, with or without alcohol. Next thing you know, I'm going to show up at Hershel's doorstep next Christmas with a new eyepatch.
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You requested I work out the logistics. I'm just trying to help you out. That's friendship, isn't it? [so it's okay to drink your own bath beer but not when you've had guests? that's just sad, what kind of pool party only has 1 person. showered with praise is the only option]
But they were entertainingly shitty, so your argument is irrelevant. If you're afraid of losing at darts, that's fine. I'm sure there'll be others to show up. And as if you wouldn't pull the old eyepatch trick anyway just to see Hershel's face. It'd be amazing, and you know it.
:T
I've had worse "friends", so I'll give you points there. At least the worst thing you've ever done was stab me. [ the best kind?? jake's a one man party and i will coup otherwise. i hope you're reading this, hal ]
Darts don't require any kind of skill. I'll take you on a game of pool instead, and you know, he'd probably fall for it too. Kid's constantly worried I'm going to come back without a leg or something. [ haha jokes on you jake i fucking love maimed aus so a legless jake is up my alley i'd make it happen ]
( ^w^)~♪
We have history. There were bonding experiences. That can't be denied. [sheepishish. and no, it is the saddest party ever. the cops come by due to noise complaints and let him pass out of pity]
Just because you have issues with fine motor skills, don't take it out on darts as a whole. But sure, pool works. Of course he'd fall for it, no point in a prank if he's just going to think you're having a pirate phase. [would that mean he could get a peg leg. or a robot prosthesis I had to look that up once (for rp ha ha) and they are amazing, what a good future]
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If anyone asks how we became friends, you can have the honours of mentioning our fun bonding moments: drowning, explosions, setting limbs and couches on fire. [ this is how you make friends, right, and that doesn't sound sad at all. it sound like a super rad night to me ]
Yeah yeah, just be prepared to lose in a serious game of pool. [ will his experiences of being a pool shark help?? ] And maybe you can show up with a hook for a hand. Those science experiments of yours finally got you in the end.
[ he'd probably actually shell out the money for a robot prosthesis but a peg leg would be great. he'd walk around on halloween, ask if his peg is a prop, say no he actually lost his leg in an explosion, and states deeply into their soul as they uncomfortably look away ]
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It sounds weird when you put it like that. ...Do you actually tell people about what happened? [saddest he is just terribly pitiful]
Just keep telling yourself that. No, no, the point of science-based changes is that you get more, not less. I'd need an extra hand, or whippy tentacles or something.
[someone steals his leg, dog runs off with it]
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You kidding? Talking about that place isn't exactly a conversation I want to have. [ they'd just keep on asking questions after questions, and that's something he doesn't want to deal with. screw that. ]
With some tentacles, maybe you'll finally be able to reach things on tall shelves without resorting using other people at stools.
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