On upcoming event and castmate hunting...

[skullphones]

 Dude. No.

You can't be seriously looking for more GGs at a time like this, can you? Who the hell are you to try and get more of my friends into that goddamn tower?

...Look, whatever. You can have that creepy old man do his funky sleep magic on me. I don't care if people see my nightmares. I don't care if they see twelve-year-old snothead me running around Benten-cho, or... or me not disabling the reactors in time, or Rokkaku's tower. I'd take a million of Rokkaku's tower compared to this one. 

But you can not try to bring more of the others into this. Isn't Rhyth enough?

Comments

apologizing right here, right now....

[reachforthestars]

Well, there's this compulsion that most muns have where they just can't help but want to find dudes to chill with. Particularly for horror games or if we're not as mainstream. Y'know, the idea that misery loves company.

Which is a bit strange, isn't it? With how Shadow acts, you'd think misery would prefer to be alone

Don't apologize. Never apologize. <3

[skullphones]

Well, this is misery, alright. [HUFFY BEAT IS HUFFY.] Guess it is strange, but flat-out evil is the word I'd use.

Well then~ (I'm still going to keep Raphael away from this post... >>; )

[reachforthestars]

Dastardly, antagonistic, woefully melodramatic... I think of a few.

But it is pretty hard to find Rudies running around. [grins] S'been a loooooooooooooooong time, man.

[skullphones]

[WOW, RUDE] Hey, I've had some luck! There are like two Gums running around here -- freaky as all hell, but whatever -- and if my game didn't have a cap on character slots, we'd have Yoyo too.

Thank god for character slots, is all I can say.

[reachforthestars]

Wait, there are Rudies running around? When did this happen? It was while I was preparing for the Olympics with Mario, wasn't it? I bet it was.

But I totes understand where you're coming from with the character slots, dude. So practical and useful for keeping all sorts of people from getting in over their heads.

[skullphones]

You were in the Olympics? With Mario? [Sorry, he's just going to take a moment to--AHAHAHAHAHA]

[reachforthestars]

You laugh now but just wait until I win the 100m freestyle! [... Sonic, should you really be pointing out your worst skill?]

[skullphones]

Oh man, I am so scared. [And he reaches down to pat Sonic on the head, still sniggering.]

[reachforthestars]

[mind your hand, wouldn't want to cut it open on one of those raised quills right now]

Hey! Show some respect 'round here!

[skullphones]

[Unknown word identified: 'respect'.]

[Searching... searching... searching...]

Aww, did I make you mad?

[...Search failed.]

LIIIIIIIIIIIFE hi, I'm late to this

[reachforthestars]

[there is this Look on Sonic's face... (it might just be the Look that Shadow or Blaze or Knuckles gives him sometimes)

Before he dissolves into laughter] No, no, I can't- even... How do people keep a straight face when doing that?

Some things just don't change from meta space to meta space, I guess. [he still punches Beat's arm shin though]

[skullphones]

[Prompted, Beat folds his arms and looms over Sonic with an extremely severe expression on his face. ...The goggles and bright red hair kind of kill it, though, so he drops it and shrugs.] They spend free time scowling at their cats, I dunno.

[He snickers like a kid and kicks Sonic lightly on the side.] Love you too.

[whodaman]

What's the big idea, yo?! Don't wanna share your new turf with us?

[WELL]

[skullphones]

[Oh my god, not you.]

Freshmeat. Yoyo. No. You do not want this turf, seriously.

[whodaman]

[Rude Beat, rude.]

What's the big deal? How bad can it be?

[....hey wait]

--Yo, don't call me Freshmeat!

[skullphones]

Dude, I have died no less than five times since coming in there. Not even kidding.

[A lie, of course. He's only died twice.]

...come on, I can totally call you Freshmeat. You had the stench of newbiedom all over you.

[whodaman]

If you're dead, how come you're still here talking to me? [Come on.] You ain't a ghost or something are ya?

I'm not a newbie, yo! Just 'cuz those stinkin' Rhinos left me all bent outta shape doesn't make me Freshmeat all over again, yo!

[skullphones]

Hell if I know, but you know what happens after you die? You wake up the next morning. With sleep paralysis. That's it.

...Hell, I might be a ghost. I don't even know.

1/2

[whodaman]

.........

[whodaman]

Yo, that sounds tight! Why're you acting like such a baby?! You can do whatever you want without having to worry!

[skullphones]

Obviously, you have never died.

[Of course he hasn't. Not everyone lives in Tower Clusterfuck like you do, Beat.]

[whodaman]

Duh, I'm not a ghost! [Logic, Beat, come on.]

But if I was, Rokkaku and his assassins would've been way easier to deal with. It's a win-win situation!

[skullphones]

Assuming you could even touch them as a ghost. [He wiggles his fingers at Yoyo.]

[whodaman]

As long as I can grab a can, and I can just tag 'em while their backs are turned, yo!

[The Soul of the street was kinda ghosty, right??]

[skullphones]

...Huh. Would the spraypaint work if you're a ghost? [This is an important matter ok.] If I'm supposed to be a ghost, then I guess it would.