On 4th wall event at Poly...

[make_me_a_star]

You really think I'd be excited about that? You stuck me there last time there was an "event" like that 'n it wasn't that much fun. Besides, I can't go there permanently, so what's the point? You toss me in, you have me talk to some people, then you yank me out.

[She sighs.]

I'm not tryin' to be pessimistic, really. I'm just sick of only comin' out when you want to create problems for me.

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[triggerhappiness]

[Ohai Jasmine]

A word of advice: Bullet. To. The. Skull.

In the past it's done wonders for solving my problems.

[make_me_a_star]

[Ohai Jill.]

Bullet to my skull, or bullet to someone else's skull?

[She sincerely hopes Jill isn't suggesting the former.]

[triggerhappiness]

Someone else's. Obviously suicide's never a good way to get out of a 4th wall event.

[make_me_a_star]

Good, that's what I hoped you were suggestin'. Whose head should I put the bullet in?

[She's never shot anyone. But she's been tempted.]

[triggerhappiness]

There're a ton of choices. Your mun, anyone who tries to pull bullshit with you if you do end up in that event.

Or I could take care of it for you if you wanted.

[Jill's shot more people than she'd even like to remember]

[make_me_a_star]

I don't know if anyone'll try to do anythin' to me in that event... it's just not exactly my idea of a good time. I appreciate the offer, though. Guess you're probably used to shootin' people, huh?

[That's her impression of what a cop does, at least.]

[triggerhappiness]

You never know. Those games seem to have a lot of assholes in them. Thank God my mun thinks I'm too horrible to send anywhere.

[there's a small pause, and briefly she feels haunted. Because honestly what she does has very little to do with her job and more to do with being a dirty cop. Talking to someone like Jasmine, who knows little about what actually goes into what she does, always makes her feel a vague sense of guilt. It's not a feeling she likes]

Yeah. More used to it than I should be, probably. But it's my own mess.

[make_me_a_star]

Well, you probably did what you had to do, right?

[Jasmine can be pretty naive at times.]

[triggerhappiness]

[There's another pause, and Jill sighs]

Yeah, I did. But it doesn't mean I was always proud of it.

[And maybe she didn't always have to]

[make_me_a_star]

Well, we've all done things we weren't real proud of, right? God knows, that's been a lotta my life.

[reincarnshaman]

[Here. Have a kitten in your boobs to make you feel better. Guess who else is going to 4th wall!]

[make_me_a_star]

Oh! How cute!

[It does make her feel a little better. Even if they appeared in her boobs.]

[bamfingcats]

[PURRRRRRR. Licking of chin.]

[make_me_a_star]

Now, where'd you come from, kitten?

[reincarnshaman]

Er... sorry. I think that one's mine.

[Nervous wave.]

[make_me_a_star]

Oh, no need for apologies, honey. She's -- he's? -- real cute.

[reincarnshaman]

He. That one is Brat.

[Brat purrs happily.]

[make_me_a_star]

Well, he's awfully cute. And you are...?

[reincarnshaman]

Trever Daly. I'm a coworker of Theo's. Who's also a Poly.

[A second black kitten appears on Trever's head.]

[make_me_a_star]

Nice to meet you. I'm Jasmine. Does your coworker have kittens, too?

[reincarnshaman]

No. He doesn't. They're all my fault. They're going to be showing up at the fourth wall.

Um. Excuse me.

[He kneels down and plucks a grey kitten that's chewing on her shoe.]

[make_me_a_star]

[She doesn't like kittens quite as much if they're chewing on her shoes, but her shoe seems safe for now, so she can continue to smile.]

Maybe the fourth wall won't be so bad, after all, if these little guys are runnin' around everywhere.

[reincarnshaman]

[Mayhem is... an eater. He gets fed some screws from Trever's pocket.]

Yeah. I'm sure it'll be entertaining.

They'll be happy to bother anyone if you have suggestions?

[make_me_a_star]

I'm not sure I know anyone that...

[Then she grins, snapping her fingers.]

Yes, I do. His name's Andrew Ryan.

[reincarnshaman]

Andrew Ryan. All right.

Anything in particular you'd want happen to him beyond getting attacked by kittens? One of them likes being in cups, one likes stealing things, one of them likes laps and pockets, you've met boob kitten, and this one likes eating things. [He points up to his head.] she likes swimming.

[make_me_a_star]

He'd be awfully mad if a kitten ended up in his morning coffee.

[reincarnshaman]

Oh. That's cruel of you, very cruel.

[He's grinning as he says it, though.]

[make_me_a_star]

We're not on the best terms.

[reincarnshaman]

May I ask what he did to such a lovely lady as yourself?

[He smiles]

[Brat purrs sympathetically. He seems to like it in there.]

[make_me_a_star]

That's kinda personal, honey. Maybe another time.

[reincarnshaman]

Fair enough. I'll have Mischief destroy his coffee. Or his ability to have coffee.

[make_me_a_star]

That'll do just fine for me. Thanks, sweetheart.

[reincarnshaman]

You're quite welcome. Anything for a lovely lady.

[make_me_a_star]

That's sweet. I appreciate it.