mostly epic mafia shenanigans, as usual...

[skirtcladgunner]

You know, I've done really well with just letting your crazy ideas unfold. You can't deny that, can you? For the most part, I've kept my mouth shut with the stupid 'shippy' things you've put me and Jeb through.

But the idea of you making Elise go through those games makes me sincerely wish that I could throttle you. The idea of having any of my sisters go through that is bad enough, but Elise? What are you thinking?

Oh, and by the way? Knowing the Riddler was watching did not make me feel any better about falling apart like I did. Especially since it was a stupid thing to cry over...

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[gamblingflirt]

Mundanes never listen, you should be fully aware of that.

[skirtcladgunner]

I'd feel worse if I continued to keep my mouth shut. You should be fully aware of that.

[gamblingflirt]

I'm only stating facts and how reality works. You can scream all you wish, yet the mundane won't listen.

[skirtcladgunner]

Somehow? I really doubt you've never complained to yours, Angelo.

...and I wasn't screaming.

[gamblingflirt]

Oh I have. A number of times in fact, especially when she mixes me up with that boy.

Yelling, screaming, whining, whichever you wish to define it as.

[skirtcladgunner]

Then why even call me on it?

I have every right to speak up when it involves my family!

[gamblingflirt]

Because mundanes don't change and we're both fully aware of it. Take it as a reminder that even when speaking up about things, nothing can be changed.

[skirtcladgunner]

I don't need a lecture from you.

[gamblingflirt]

I was not implying a lecture, my dear. How silly of you to think of that.

[skirtcladgunner]

...then what are you implying?

[gamblingflirt]

That you should try smiling more instead of being upset over something you can't control. [He also might be concerned a little.]

[skirtcladgunner]

I can't help it. Not when it comes to this.

[gamblingflirt]

Worrying and being upset over forces that can't be control is only more stressing. Besides, a sorrowful face doesn't suit you.

[skirtcladgunner]

...heh. Even so, I can't help it~ Elise is someone whose well-being I could never stop worrying about.

[nameissilver]

You might as well give up. Muns do whatever they damn well please, so there's no use complaining about it. [mutters something about how HIS mun's made this version of him into her personal RP bicycle]

[skirtcladgunner]

[Seriously, you and Angelo?]

I'd rather let my mun know how disgusted I am with her than keep my mouth shut.

[nameissilver]

...to be honest, I feel the same way. But doesn't it get frustrating when you tell them over and over again and they just don't listen? And then suddenly you're making out with a Rocket Admin!

[skirtcladgunner]

...not yelling at her for wanting to do something that'll hurt Elise is like not caring.

[nameissilver]

...why? What's she planning?

[skirtcladgunner]

She's thinking of having Elise play in a warped, sadistic excuse for a 'game.'

[nameissilver]

But...she's all pure and innocent and stuff.

[skirtcladgunner]

Exactly. She doesn't belong in that hellhole.

[nameissilver]

...if she ends up in a game that my mun drags me to, I'll look after her.

[losthergold]

Tori? What happened? [so, so concerned about the crying part]

[skirtcladgunner]

...it's nothing. I let someone get to me, and I shouldn't have. That's it.

[losthergold]

Tori... [worried big sister figure mode is ON]

[skirtcladgunner]

It's just some idiot!

[losthergold]

Idiot or not, they obviously hurt you.

[skirtcladgunner]

...I shouldn't have given them that power. [Or the part of her heart that she did, but now it's difficult to take back.]

[losthergold]

... [here, have a big sisterly hug]

[skirtcladgunner]

... [Hugs back.]

[losthergold]

I'm sorry you had to go through that. This mafia business sounds just terrible.

[brokenlegacy]

[eyes narrow]

Okay, who am I gonna have to kill this time?

[skirtcladgunner]

No one. It's nothing, Silver--I can handle myself on this one.

[brokenlegacy]

...yeah, I guess you can. I mean, if you can handle him of all people you can probably handle some stupid kid. I-it's not like I wanna be hero to a distressed damsel or something! I just don't like stupid people!

[skirtcladgunner]

...he's not stupid. He's just--incredibly stubborn, and he's frustrating, and he's confusing! [And she still ended up reconciling with the brat and giving him a Valentine's gift. Oops.]

[brokenlegacy]

You seem to be into that sort of thing. [self-deprecating laugh]

[skirtcladgunner]

...you're not even close to his level. [Hugs him.]

[brokenlegacy]

[tenses and yelps a little, but hugs her back]

You sure? You looked like you wanted to kill me for a while before we all got together.

[skirtcladgunner]

You grew on me quicker~ that has to say something. [Laughs.] You know, having alternate versions of myself is making it really hard to keep anything straight! Good thing you can relate.

[Means she has someone to complain about it with, really. Always a plus.]

[brokenlegacy]

Heh, I guess it does.

I know, right? There's this me, the one that's attached to Lance's dick, the one who exists to be shipped around like a whore, the younger me in that place with the wings, the me that's in some Hanna-Barbera Mystery Solving AU... [facepalm] It's pure insanity.