VeloCITY Neon 3: Sleepover

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Thrice:
You'll want the house map

Renee:
damn nice place

Renee:
The layout makes no sense but still nice
Butts has connected.
Butts:
look we're dying

Renee:
hell yeah we are
Butts is disconnected.

Renee:
Needa find a less shit-eating token for this session

Renee:
Kinda looks like shit in this one which is fitting I guess

Renee:
So my only real goal for this session is to have a Talk Amongst Yourselves :tm: and maybe get some info outta Catherim

Renee:
if we do get a Beat it'll be a lower intensity one

Renee:
I also want to catch up with the other groups

Renee:
Seb and Myst are the main two that left an impression on me
Ci Tsukino has connected.

Cyprien:
I sure am hurt! Ouch!

Renee:
schlap some injuries on ye

Renee:
Honestly I kind of like the Injury system in retrospect
Thrice:
bitch
Thrice:
You were the most vocal about hating it in Iornia

Renee:
I was vocal about hating how they covered the tokens.

Renee:
once they got shoved to the corner it was w/e

Renee:
it's gotta be like 1AM or something by now

Catherim:
It's p late yeah. I'd ring it around 12:30 or something

Renee:
does she have a doggo

Catherim:
yea probably

Renee:
good

Renee:
Is it her own place or does she have a shitty roommate

Catherim:
You dinnae know yet

Renee:
is she gonna make us do chores
Cyprien: (( Still waiting on wrk right ))
Cyprien: (( question mark ))

Catherim:
yeah

Renee:
unless you wanna just go into it

Renee:
we can talk in the car
Cyprien: (( Y'all in any condition to talk? lol ))
Renee: (( idk, wasn't sure how realistic we were being with injuries and such ))
Renee: (( OVA still wants the players to be conscious even when KO'd unless the narrative would be better otherwise ))
Catherim: (( It depends on the situation, being at 0/0 can eitherm ean you're knocked right the fuck out, have given up, or just don't have the energy to contribute anymore ))
Catherim: (( endurance also resets between 'scenes' if you haven't like, drained it all ))
Renee: (( Is the difference between drain and use that "drain" is after seeing the result? ))
Catherim: (( I mena, it CAN be used after the result. The difference is that when you drain you're probably using Drama Dice, which apply to anything ))
Catherim: (( If you want to just USE it, you need to be attacking generally,, and buying the Accurate perk ))
Renee: (( So anything you use Endurance for that isn't an attack drains it...? ))
Catherim: (( Yeah ))
Renee: (( I see. ))
Catherim: (( Note that 'drain' isn't the wording the book actually uses, it just says spend ))
Renee: (( well. ))
Catherim: (( But it doesn't recover ))
Renee: (( I probably drained a lot, then. ))
Catherim: (( But be careful, as Endurance spent in this way cannot be regained in the usual manner. This drive to succeed at any cost takes a piece of your character’s very soul, and recovering that can only happen between adventures or another lengthy stretch of time determined by the GM. ))

Renee:
I

Renee:
I don't know that I -ever- attacked.

Renee:
Crashing the firetruck into it and dropping the windshield on its head - maybe those two times

Renee:
but the latter I assisted Morgan on

Renee:
I probably spent 15 Endurance boosting the crash and the rest was "drained"

Renee:
so fuck
Catherim: (( It'll recover after schneeping, so you don't have to worry too much right now. It just doens't recover in between scenes like endurance normally does ))
Catherim: (( You have to rest for a while ))
Catherim: (( and if there's a bigger mission or string of arcs then that may also be a thing ))

Renee:
I'm kind of okay with worrying though

Renee:
just being totally exhausted after that
Kujo has connected.
Kujo:
you

Renee:
it he

Catherim:
Sadly not the he we need
Butts has connected.
Butts:
cute dollhouse

Renee:
but how MANY butts
Butts:
how many u want

Renee:
eleven (11)
Butts:
my max is 9
Butts:
you can reuse as you like though

Morgan:
ive fallen and i cant get up

Renee:
ew used butts

Catherim:
LAST TIME ON VELOCITY NEON: You FOOLISH MORTALS decided to take on a 5-Bolt Beat! Workin' for the cops, you arrested a serial cult arsonist, after taking down a monstrous calamity known as The Evil Dead! Sure you made the town safer, but was it really worth it, working with the girls in blue?
Renee: (( She can take the blue off, I don't mind. ))
Morgan: (( slowly though, i like to be teased ))

Morgan:
"Look at this hoouuseee..."
Renee: (( do we start at the house, in the car, what ))

Catherim:
Now you've come to Catherim's home, after a pit stop at WrkDonald's to pick up some food

Renee:
250 -> 245 moneydollars

Catherim:
She'll pay for you as long as you aren't getting anythign ridiculous
Cyprien: (( We got to her house before she did. ))

Renee:
aw what a sweetie

Catherim:
She has to pick something up for her little sister anyway apparently
Cyprien: (( I assume she's told us her name at some point ))

Catherim:
she has

Renee:
Renee gurgles a thank-you

Cyprien:
"Ah..thank you once again for the hospitality, Miss Catherim..."

Morgan:
dont trust the popos

Renee:
I'll force down a few nugs and put the rest in the fridge for breakfast
Cyprien: (( COLD NUGGIES? Gross. ))

Catherim:
"Well, I can't let you starve, can I? It's the least I can do."

Morgan:
"Yeahh, thank you so much," Morgan says, before taking a bite of his burger.

Morgan:
i was about to call it a Big Wrk

Catherim:
lewd

Renee:
Renee asks quietly, "So it doesn't end here, does it?"

Renee:
"We don't get to go home?"

Morgan:
"It doesn't... seem like it."

Rita:
As you sit down, you're assaulted by a child around 9 or 10, who bolts down the stairs, "Caaath! You're late! Did you bring my happy meal??"
Cyprien: (( I like to imagine you're sitting against the wall by the front door. ))
Renee: (( I can roll with that ))
Renee: (( aww lookit that lil scamp ))

Morgan:
"Maybe we could ask Siri? Doubt we'd get any real answers."

Renee:
"I don't want to talk to her..."

Xiri:
i see how it is

Morgan:
"It doesn't seem like anyone here that isn't also a, uh, 'player,' is in on it."

Morgan:
im gonna eat the kids happy meal

Renee:
you do that and you get feebly punched

Catherim:
Cath pulls out the bag and sits it down on the table for her..sister? Well that's what she said, but you'd swear she looks more like the officer's daughter than anything given the age difference, "Yeah, I got it. Sheesh...you really ought to be asleep, Rita."

Morgan:
"I never got to stay up this late when I was her age!"

Renee:
"Oh, hey! Who's this?" Renee perks up a little bit when the lil shit makes her entrance

Rita:
Rita gawks at the lot of you, all beat up, bloody, and exhausted, "Wow! Sis, did you do this?? That's so cool!"

Morgan:
police brutality

Cyprien:
"Ah..no, your sister didn't hurt us, at least...we've been helping each other out today, it would seem.."

Renee:
"What? Oh, come on, you think she could take all of us on? I-i mean, not that I mean anything by that, I..."

Catherim:
"Rita, say hi. These vand--er, rudies would be the term you prefer, right... They aided the force today."

Morgan:
"Hi Rita, we stopped a demon!"

Rita:
The kid turns to Renee, "My sis can beat up anyone! That's why they made her the police chief!"

Renee:
o fuck she's the CHIEF?

Renee:
did we know that?

Rita:
you didn't

Renee:
"The chief? Whoah, she didn't mention that..."

Cyprien:
"Wait, you're the chief of police?" Cy asks, looking over at Catherim.

Morgan:
"... Chief?"

Catherim:
"Er, did I not mention that?Well, yes. As of a couple of years ago."

Cyprien:
"I suppose it didn't really come up.."

Rita:
"Yeah! That means she's the strongest officer! So you guys wouldn't stand a chance!"

Catherim:
"That's...that's not what that means, Rita..."

Renee:
"If you're the chief, that means you should know what's going on in this town... what IS this whole Velocity thing, anyway?"

Renee:
"All we know is that we woke up here and now we have to earn points for some reason!"

Cyprien:
"Well, we have no intentions of picking a fight with your sister, young miss." He smiles, "I'm sure she is the strongest though."

Catherim:
"Eurgh...I don't know as much as I'd like to. I do, erm, know someone who would be more suited to explain it, but they're busy tonight."
Cyprien: (( Tonight as in RIGHT NOW? ))

Morgan:
"Can we meet them tomorrow morning?"

Renee:
"And that's another thing, no one seemed to know anything about that mission - Cy, who even was that lady? Was there even a cult?"

Rita:
"Oooh, she means her boyfriend!! Sis, when are you getting married??"

Renee:
Morgan: Hey wait I'm right here

Catherim:
"R-Rita! ..You might be able to meet him tomorrow. I'll try to explain what I know, as well...but give me a minute. I'm sure we all need to unwind some. It's been a long day."

Cyprien:
"Erm...I'm afraid I don't know a whole lot more than you two do..." He spins around in his seat to face his party memebers, "From what I gathered, it was just the one girl...which would explain why nobody knew what they looked like, their numbers, anything..."

Catherim:
She gets up from her seat after finishing her five-star meal of a Big Mac and fries, "Yes, I'm sorry we didn't have more information. The force hasn't been the same lately...they've gotten too complacent."

Renee:
"Is that why you're offloading missions onto us 'vandals'?" Renee quips. She isn't letting this one go.

Catherim:
"No, that's...well, maybe. I can't begin to describe another's motivations. But I think he has something else in mind. You can ask him tomorrow."

Morgan:
"So wait, this is all him?"

Renee:
Renee drops her bag on the couch. "Dibs. Don't forget to shower, you two. Might be the last one we get for a while."

Catherim:
"I'll explain in a minute." She whistles, and you hear the sound of heavy footsteps. Moments later, a big ol' pupper ambles down the stairs. "I'm going to shower, then I'll be back down. You can watch TV if you want. Cover, keep an eye on them."

Renee:
oh

Renee:
nvm

Renee:
oh he's adorable.

Morgan:
"Oh. My. GOSH."

Renee:
"Change of plans. I'm going to hug the dog for the rest of the night."

Morgan:
"Back off, he's mine."

Renee:
Renee squats down and pats her knees. "C'mere boy!"

Rita:
"What?? He's my dog! But I guess you can..."

Renee:
(1, 3, 5, 6)

Cover:
Cover decides to humor you, and struts over toward the couch. Or maybe he's just getting in between you and the kid

Renee:
"Good boyyy dassa good boyy"

Morgan:
Morgan melts into the couch and clicks on the television. "I wonder what kind of shows are on here."

Morgan:
i s2g if this session is just a tv bottle episode

Renee:
Renee flops his ears around. "How old is he?" @Rita

Cyprien:
"Maybe you'll find your own show?"

Renee:
oh my god

Rita:
There's Ermeral's Cooking With Boom!!, a couple shitty sitcoms, and Queen Of The Knoll, an old favorite

Rita:
damn u beat me to it

Rita:
"Uh..five! Yeah, he's five! We

Rita:
've had him for about four years now... So that's right, right?"

Morgan:
"Oof, I hate watching myself." Morgan flicks through hypnotically.

Renee:
"Sounds right to me! My mom never let us have a dog, after the first one... our neighbors did, though. We just have birds, I hate them."

HankHill:
dangit Bill I can't believe they replaced Dale with this guy i tell ya hwhat

Man with No Name:
this sure is a QUIET town. Not Many PEOPLE

Rita:
"Yeah, birds are dumb!"

Cyprien:
"I quite like birds, actually..."

Renee:
"There are some cool birds, but ours are just loud. You can't escape the constant sound of them tweeting."

Morgan:
"Why couldn't we be transported to this show instead?"

Rita:
"Then you're dumb, too!" The shit plops down next to the dogger, "So if it wasn't my sis who beat you guys up, who did??"

Renee:
damn called out

Man with No Name:
next you'll be tellin me ya dont like STRANGERS round here

Morgan:
"Speaking of tweeting, did either of you make that dumb fake account of me?"

Cyprien:
"Fake account?"

Cover:
It was me, Rita

Cover:
I whooped em

Morgan:
"Ever since you posted a picture of me, someone made a tweeter with my identity and has been making stupid posts. It's even verified! I didn't make it!\"

Renee:
"Excuse you, it's a twatter."

Renee:
"Long story there, Rita."

Morgan:
Morgan turns to Renee. "Hm?"

Morgan:
eyes emoji

Morgan:
what if we just told this kid her sister beat us up

Rita:
she'd believe you

Rita:
confirmation bias
Renee: (( that's what she initially thought ))

Renee:
"Hey, if you've got all this brand recognition and aren't leveraging it, SOMEONE was bound to." Renee takes a second to stop scritching the doggo to hold her arms in an "X" shape. "Just be glad I've been making you look good! You had a strong start with that lake dive, we have to keep it going."

Morgan:
"Are we even on Earth? I didn't know I'd still be famous here!"

Renee:
"Us taking on and beating a 5-bolt should definitely seal you."

Morgan:
"Wait, IT'S YOU?"

Morgan:
"I can't be shiling the cops!"

Cyprien:
"Er...I've been meaning to talk about that...that 5-bolt mission almost got you two killed..."

Rita:
seal u as dirty COP APOLOGISTS

Renee:
"I didn't say what the mission was, jeez! Just the aftermath!"

Morgan:
"Yeah, uh, can we deliver coffee next time. Maybe be someone's assistant. In an office. With no fighting?"

Rita:
"That sounds lame..."

Renee:
"It's called a cover story, Rita. We wouldn't stoop to that!" yes we totally would

Renee:
"Just see if you can figure out our code, it should be a fun challenge for you."

Rita:
"Hmph....the only Cover I need is this one!" She squeezes the doggo

Renee:
he's a good one

Morgan:
"Does he do tricks?"

Renee:
"Anyway. It almost got us killed. There's a pretty important word in there somewhere."

Renee:
"We might disagree on which one it is."

Morgan:
"Siri, what do the points we earned do?"

Rita:
"Yeah, he..." She yawns, "He knows all kindsa tricks..."

Cyprien:
"Yes, that word is 'killed. Anyone with any sense would agree on that'" Cy responds with a sigh, "Had I not taken that thing out, there'd be no 'almost' about it."

Renee:
"R-right... honestly, it was pretty cool the way you came in at the last second there..."

Xiri:
"They increase your standing, Stanley. Others will see them and know you can be depended on. Or feared."

Renee:
are we #1 rn

Xiri:
"They will also allow you to continue on in the Trial."

Cyprien:
"I'm not really going for cool..I just didn't want you guys to die.."

Renee:
"Well, you got it anyway."

Morgan:
"Sure, am almost dying." Morgan says, very relaxed on the couch.

Renee:
"We definitely can't stay here again tomorrow, we need to focus on finding a more permanent to stay. Maybe team of with some of the other teams."

Renee:
*permanent

Renee:
*place

Renee:
f

Xiri:
Right now, the top 5 teams are: 1: Team X 2: Team Y 3: Team K 4: Team L 5: Team R

Cyprien:
"Well I'd say not..it's probably going to put a mark on us not only working with the police, but pulling too far ahead in points.."

Morgan:
"But I wanna stay with the dooog....."

Renee:
"We can get a dog!"

Xiri:
"You can hardly afford to feed yourselves."

Renee:
"Guess we can't afford to keep you charged then, huh?"

Morgan:
"Don't fight with the inanimate object."

Renee:
"You can't stop me."

Renee:
"You doing alright, Rita? You're looking pretty sleepy."

Xiri:
"Unlike other, lower lifeforms, I do not require charging. You humans and your need for nutrition and rest would do well to learn from me."

Rita:
She yawns again, nudging up against her doge, "Yeeeaaah...I'm fiiiinne..."

Rita:
"It's the weekend..."

Renee:
"She doesn't require charging. There's no escape..."

Morgan:
"I think it's your bed time."

Renee:
"No one needs to know we worked with the cops. All it says is our point total - I can't see what Y and such were up to."

Casual Catherim:
Catherim comes back down from upstairs, "I agree. Rita, you should get to bed."
Cyprien: (( Does it show who accepted what missions ))
Renee: (( People who were paying attention to what missions were available could probably deduce it regardless ))

Xiri:
It doesn't list them, no

Xiri:
It does list the point totals though

Xiri:
you guys have 1500, Team Y has 1100, K has 900, L has 800, and R has 650
Renee: (( so Y did some shitty 1-bolt mission ))
Renee: (( They probably took care of Kelli's yepper ))
Renee: (( yapper ))

Xiri:
The only people you know from those teams are Inc.Blot from Y and Sebas-chan from L

Xiri:
and I mean you guys started with 500 so who knows how they got to 1100

Xiri:
well, "started" after the intro mission
Renee: (( oh shit the 5-bolt was 1000 points? Nice ))
Renee: (( I think I need to start an excel sheet ))

Renee:
"Alright, Rita, you can have your dog back. Thanks for sharing him with us."

Morgan:
"We're so in the lead! We can afford to do dumb missions!"

Renee:
"Yeah, I definitely don't have another 5er in me. Not for a while at least, we barely scraped by that..."

Casual Catherim:
Cath ferries Rita up to bed along with her dogge, and then returns, "So...I'll try to answer some of your questions, but I can't guarantee anything. You have that phone, right? That's how you get the missions?"

Morgan:
"Who's your boyfriend and how is he involved?"

Casual Catherim:
She speaks to you as she heads to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of some suspiciously clear liquid that's definitely not Sproit, along with something that IS Sproit.

Cyprien:
"Well, I've been doing a little bit of thinking." Cy sits up straight and looks over at his teammates, "We have a number of other teams..but there are lots of blanks all over the place..." He rubs his chin in contemplation, "We know that Myst is on Team N, but we don't know any of her teammates...Inc Blot was on Team Y, who seems to be our closest competitors, but we know nothing of his teammates, the girl with the biker helmet...I for sure saw an O for her and the out of shape man...the deaf girl...her gloves concealed what team she was on...and I can't say I recall what team your friend was on, Renee..."

Cyprien:
"It would probably be wise to know who we're up against at all times."

Renee:
"Seb was on L."

Casual Catherim:
Cath listens in as she pours herself a drink or four, "So did you all choose those letters? I've always wondered."

Casual Catherim:
"Why X? Is it just because it sounds 'cool' to you?"

Cyprien:
"Er..we sorta of just woke up branded with them.."
Renee: (( iirc it's all blue and glowy ))
Renee: (( unless that was just residual flames ))
Casual Catherim: (( it's still glowy ))

Morgan:
catherim drinkin

Morgan:
get litty

Casual Catherim:
"That's it? Huh...I always thought there might've been a deeper reason."

Cyprien:
"Not as far as we know, no.."

Cyprien:
"To be quite honest..I know nothing about either of my teammates even...it truly seems as though all of this was by random chance.."

Casual Catherim:
"That's what I figured. Trust me, I'm sure you'll become...good friends throughout this whole ordeal."

Morgan:
"Wait, has this happened before?"

Casual Catherim:
"Yes, five years ago, to my knowledge. You asked about...er...my friend..." She pours herself another drink, "He was involved then. That's why I think he might know more than me?"

Casual Catherim:
.*

Casual Catherim:
not ?
Renee: (( sry about that Kevin wanted to talk and I missed that kid ))

Morgan:
omg who is it

Renee:
"Hey, you know our names. I'm from Connecticut. Does that help?"

Casual Catherim:
"But, as thanks for helping us out today, I'll try to answer your questions."

Casual Catherim:
what the hell is connecticut

Casual Catherim:
is that even real

Casual Catherim:
you just made that up

Renee:
"You also know I'm a dumbass."

Cyprien:
"Quite well, by this point." he responds, half jokingly.

Morgan:
"Hey remember when you almost got us killed."

Renee:
"You bringing any of those drinks over here?" Renee asks, half hopingly

Morgan:
"Are you even old enough to drink?"

Morgan:
Morgan is mildly hypnotized by the GravyRainbowPuppet show.

Morgan:
srsly what is that

Renee:
"Dunno, left my ID in my pants that didn't get spirited away."

Renee:
"I could be 40."
Cyprien: (( Gravy Rainbow takes you to space ))

Casual Catherim:
"Two of you defintiely aren't old enough. How old are you, Morgan?"

Casual Catherim:
"If you have ID, I could share."

Casual Catherim:
i will card you at my own fucking house kid

Renee:
"It was worth a shot."

GravyRainbowPuppet:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d-LKa1Y9_ok

Morgan:
"25."

Cyprien:
"Seventeen, certainly not old enough to drink, unless the drinking age here is real low...not that I'd want to..."

Morgan:
"Oh no, I'm with children."

Casual Catherim:
"Please, don't bother. I'm not dumb, I know kids drink. I'm just not going to enable it."

Renee:
"Why are you so old?" @Morgan

Morgan:
"Why... aren't you?"

Renee:
"Are your bones okay after moving around so much today?"

Cyprien:
"Well yeah, kids drink, but I don't want to.."

Casual Catherim:
"...you'd better cut that thought where you left it, kid." @ Renee obv

Casual Catherim:
"God, I remember when I thought 25 was old..."

Renee:
"It's halfway to 50."

Morgan:
"Well almost dying surely took a toll on me, hmmm."

Renee:
"That's just math."

Morgan:
Morgan walks over to the counter. "Could I try whatever you're drinking? I might need it to stay sane with this girl..."

Casual Catherim:
Cath decides to let Morgan have some gin after googling his Fandom.com page which lists his birthday, every relationship he's ever considered, and the name and color of his first dog

Renee:
oh so SHE gets internet

Casual Catherim:
maybe

Casual Catherim:
It's prolley like China where access is highly restricted

Cyprien:
"Oh, uh, I'm from France, by the way...sorry, forgot to reply to that...born there, at least...I love in Colorado now.."

Casual Catherim:
lewd

Morgan:
"Hmm, what'

Morgan:
s in this*?"

Morgan:
"Colorado, huh? So do you do the ol'..."

Casual Catherim:
"A martini with Sproit. I'm not fancy, sue me."

Morgan:
"Sproit?"

Renee:
"Colorado? That's one of the square ones, right?"
Morgan: (( uhh someones at my door brb in 5 ))

Cyprien:
"Do wha-...oh, uhh, not really, no..and yeah, it's one of the square ones."
Casual Catherim: (( it's bland name sprite ))
Casual Catherim: (( to avoid copyright ))

Renee:
"I was thinking Canadian, I guess that's close enough."

Renee:
"Your English is good, though. You must've moved pretty early."

Cyprien:
"Ah, thank you..and yeah, I moved over here with my mother at a young age."

Casual Catherim:
damn foreigners

GravyRainbowPuppet:
bland name sprite should be 3Dmodel

Renee:
"S...sorry, I just don't know what to really ask. I'm just coming up with stereotypes and I'm too tired to poke fun at them."

Casual Catherim:
"Does it help any? I figure it must be somewhat similar to being pulled here. No control over where you end up in either case."

Renee:
"Pretend I made a joke about the Tour de France and how you woke up with a bike or something."

Cyprien:
"Haha, the joke isn't lost on me...but uh..there's not a whole lot to do in Colorado..so I sort of took to mountain biking.."

Morgan:
im alive

Renee:
"Yeah, I've heard those Western states are pretty barren... you live out in the country, then?"

Casual Catherim:
buncha fuckin hicks

Morgan:
theyre all schmokin

Morgan:
the devlis lettuce

Casual Catherim:
satan's cabbage

Casual Catherim:
baphomet's broccoli

Morgan:
"So you said... the police force is a little slacking?"

Renee:
"I'm a city girl myself. Just my mom and I. She makes decent money managing some bands, or something... so we get to live close to downtown."

Casual Catherim:
"Yeah, that's right. With the deputy around, they don't feel like they have to do anything anymore.... They don't understand that one man doesn't make a force. We have to cooperate."

Casual Catherim:
"...not that I expect you to understand that."

Morgan:
wow condescending

Renee:
"She's probably panicking right now..."

Cyprien:
"Ah...I hadn't even thought of that really..my mother is probably worried sick herself.."

Morgan:
"Maybe time's just frozen back home."

Renee:
"I don't think time works like that?"

Casual Catherim:
"Hmm...I don't think that's how it works. But I can't claim to know for sure."

Casual Catherim:
"I saw a lot of stuff I never thought possible five years ago. I can't rule anything out."

Cyprien:
"I mean..are we in another world, or another place..agh..I hadn't really thought of it before now, but it's very confusing..."

Morgan:
"What happened five years ago?"

Morgan:
"Like, how did this turn out?"

Casual Catherim:
"Lots of you folk showed up and started terrorizing the city, just like now. For a while, that's all it seemed to be." She downs another cocktail, "But toward the end...strange things began happening in the city. Every day, some strange report would come in."
Renee: (( Another? Damn how many has it been ))

Casual Catherim:
Quite a few

Casual Catherim:
She likes the drink, this one

Morgan:
lets get litty cath

Renee:
"How did that girl bring that... god, are we calling it a demon?"

Casual Catherim:
"At one point it all just...stopped. I don't know why. There was a lot that went down in one section of town, but at the end, there was no evidence of anything strange."

Renee:
"She brought it out into our world. There's SOMETHING there."

Casual Catherim:
Cath chews on her thumb, "So, you can see those from the start?"

Renee:
"Should we not be able to? It was hard to miss!"

Casual Catherim:
"Most people can't. It made the events of five years ago intolerably complicated. Lately, I've been able to as well...I thought the citizens were just crazy."

Renee:
"Freaking huge, stomping around like that!"

Morgan:
"So that thing was normal occurence?"

Casual Catherim:
"Well, no. Not really. They're always around lately, but I think there's a connection between them and you lot. We've had few reports of them since 5 years ago, but now they're flaring up again."

Renee:
"Oh no, you caught us. We accidentally made digimon real. Must've been all the cartoons I was watching before bed last night."

Morgan:
"What causes them?"

Cyprien:
"I hope everyone else is alright...I suppose we did take the most dangerous mission however.."

Renee:
"Imagine if Myst's team tried to do it to catch up on points?"

Casual Catherim:
Cath shakes her head, "Sorry. I just don't know. I never managed to figure it out last time."

Casual Catherim:
"But they aren't natural, and they're invariably bad news, I can say that."

Renee:
"Did you have them down as 'heavy', yet? Because I can confirm that for you."

Renee:
"I think I blacked out for a bit when it landed on me..."

Cyprien:
"I'm surprised you were able to stand after all that...I do feel bad for the girl however.."

Casual Catherim:
"I find it hard to feel sympathy for a serial arsonist, personally. The majority of citizens prefer their streets rare, not well-done."

Renee:
"Yeah, seriously, she summoned that thing, she got what was coming!"

Morgan:
"I can't believe you can just do that."

Renee:
"Anyway - you think it's too late to shower? Would it wake Rita up?"

Morgan:
how loud is ur shower

Casual Catherim:
"Go ahead. If she wakes up from that, I'm giving her hell for ignoring me on school days."
Renee: (( loud enough, esp if it's right next to someone's room ))

Cyprien:
"I won't defend her actions..I just can't help but feel bad for someone who misses someone to that level.."

Morgan:
"Dibs on showering after! I think I'm gonna lie down now..."

Renee:
"Still got couch dibs. I may spare a cushion, if I am feeling gracious."

Cyprien:
Cy chuckles, "You guys are ridiculous.."
Renee: (( steal the cushions while I'm away tbh ))

Casual Catherim:
"I have a spare room, you know. You can sleep in there."

Cyprien:
"Oh, no. She already dibs'd the couch."

Renee:
fuck

Casual Catherim:
"Suit yourself." She downs one last drink, "I'm going to head to bed. You don't have to, but if you want to talk to my...er..friend, he'll be back around eight. I wouldn't suggest staying up much later."

Renee:
aw mane she can't even call him her boyfriend that's cute

Morgan:
dork

Morgan:
"Thanks, which way's the spare room?"

Casual Catherim:
"Up the stairs and on the right. It's past the bathroom."
Renee: (( fade to black/tomorrow son? ))

Renee:
**soon
Cyprien: (( Alright, big slep time unless anyone else has something to do ))
Renee: (( but sure also son ))

GravyRainbowPuppet:
my influence grows

Morgan:
pull up

Morgan:
faded

Renee:
conch

Renee:
So does she lock the liquor cabinet

Morgan:
omg
Thrice:
You all rest for the night in Catherim's house, getting a good moment's rest. You recover 30 Health and Endurance(you're at 0 Renee lmao)

Casual Catherim:
She does not

Casual Catherim:
Rita's too smol to reach it and she's pretty trusting of Cover

Renee:
Cover should bust me

Renee:
or growl at me and force me to retreat

Morgan:
im still dying

Morgan:
need pizxxa

Casual Catherim:
you open the liquor cabinet and he's just there

Casual Catherim:
staring disapprovingly
Renee: (( 0 Health, endurance, or both ))
Casual Catherim: (( as in your Health is 0 not -20 ))
Casual Catherim: (( before the +30 ))
Renee: (( ah. ))

Renee:
At 7 in the AM PM, the nukes hit.
Cyprien: (( Renee just has terrible shits ))

GravyRainbowPuppet:
nukes fall everyone dies

GravyRainbowPuppet:
Hotline Miami 2, 2015

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
You come downstairs to Cath hectically preparing a huge breakfast of cheese, savory rolls and bread, jam and honey, sausage, and some kind of strange pale salami-looking stuff

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
when you come into the kitchen, she almost screams at you, "You're up! Good, help me put this together!"

Renee:
fugk

Cyprien:
"That smells amazing, ah, what can I do to help?"

Morgan:
"Okay! I'm starving!"

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"Turn this sausage before it burns! And help slice the cheese up! It needs to go with the bread and jam on every plate!"

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
overcooked 3: harrassed policewoman edition

Renee:
Having dibs'd the couch, Renee got roped into all this early. "Please. Please help." She doesn't say this. Her eyes do.

Morgan:
can i roll to do it amazingly

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
yea if you want lmao

Renee:
"Cy, can you do that napkin folding thing?"

Renee:
"Neither of us can get it right..."

Morgan:
im gonna blow all my endurance on this

Morgan:
jk

Morgan:
"All my cooking show experience is going to pay off!"

Morgan:
(1, 3, 6)

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"I-I'm sorry for making you do this, you're my guests, but I'm really just not used to this..."

Morgan:
o

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
a 6 is okay, you're not fuckin' up or anything

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
You're just like

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
capable.

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
really 6 is actually pretty good

Cyprien:
"Ahh, sure, I'd probably be more helpful with that than the cooking..." He looks over at Catherim, "Ah, no worries, you've already helped us out a bunch."

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
So you probably are doing p well

Renee:
"Really, Ms. Catherim, you aught to invest in more than one pan..."

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"You don't need a pan for cereal! Most people get by on that..."

Renee:
"Oh, crap - I thought the oven was already preheated! What was that light on for?"

Renee:
Makin' biscuits

Rita:
You hurriedly prepare breakfast, and Rita stumbles down the stairs, clutching onto her doge for support, "So much noooiiise..."

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"Rita, just sit down! Breakfast will be ready soon... Hopefully soon enough..."

Renee:
"You said he was getting here at 8? I think we have time..."

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
Look this hangover is killing whatever sense of time I started with you shut your whore mouth whippersnapper

Morgan:
"Ahhh I can't wait..."

Renee:
sure but I'm keeping my regular mouth open

Renee:
"Aggh - contact!" Renee suddenly recoils, blinking and rubbing her eyes

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"C-contact with what? Don't touch the stove while it's on!"

Renee:
"Don't you dare right now..."

Renee:
(2, 5, 6)

Morgan:
"Are you okay?"

Renee:
A faint blue circle rolls its way down her cheek, but is caught in its tracks. "Yeah, I got it!" She stabs herself in the eye with her finger, blinking. "That's two days... got to find my brand somewhere..."

Morgan:
"Ummmm..."
Thrice:
>blue
Thrice:
does this chuuni-ass bitch wear colored contacts

Renee:
that's just what color contacts are
Renee: (( anyway we make the break ))
Thrice:
You scramble through breakfast, and just as you're getting it laid out on the table and bar, there's a knock at the door, but it's opened before anyone gets to it

Morgan:
:o

Officer-Lookin Guy:
A man in full officer regalia, including a police badge on his chest, walks through the door. He looks tired, like he's been up all night, but seems used to it. In a weary voice, he starts to call out to Cath, "Hey! Sorry I couldn't make it last night. That was my bad. The stakeou---...." He stops in his tracks, taking in the room. The breakfast catches his eye first, "Oh, damn! You guys really went all out! Is that liverwurst?" Then he turns his attention to you guys, "Wait...you guys? Huh? Company...? Uh, nice to...meet...you?" He seems totally confused like when the hell did Catherim get friends?

Cyprien:
"Ah..hello, sir."

Renee:
Renee, having barely gotten dressed and certainly not gotten ready, awkwardly nods and excuses herself, rushing to the bathroom. "Save some for me!" She scritches Cover on the way

Morgan:
"Hi there."

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
Cath awkwardly tries to introduce you, "Hey...uh...don't worry about it. Um, these are...They're the ones who accepted that case yesterday. The one about arson..." She rushes over to the table, setting out the last plate, "A-anyway! First off, breakfast!"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
He watches Renee dash up the stairs, bemused, "Oh. Well, that makes sense. I, think? Hey, she didn't kidnap you, did she? You guys willingly came here?"

Cyprien:
"Huh? No, it was willing...well, we were beaten half to death in that mission..so we didn't have a whole lot of choice but to ask for a place to stay.."

Morgan:
"We, uh, killed a demon for her."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
He's not surprised by that. He nods, "Yeah, that sounds about right. So it really was a Disruption, then." He takes a seat at the table and digs into the breakfast, "Thanks, Cath! This really takes me back, it means a lot. When'd you learn how to cook?"

Renee:
this morning, through Boogle

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"Er, well...you know...I just don't do it often! Frozen food's so much more convenient, and with Rita, I don't have a lot of time..."

Morgan:
"So what's a disruption? Can you tell us more about this whole, uh, game thing?"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"What's a disruption? Man, you oughta know that pretty well, by now. It's what you called a 'demon'."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"I'm surprised anyone accepted that Mission... but it's good to know you've got backbone. Maybe dial it down a bit so it doesn't end up broken, though."

Renee:
I don't trust this guy

Morgan:
"Yeah, I don't think we'll be doing that anymore... I don't think I've fully recovered."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"...sorry, they're Beats, now, ain't they? Well, whatever. Has Cath told you anything?"

Renee:
she told us you were BANGIN

Rita:
that was me
Cyprien: (( She hasn't even told us your name, my dude. ))

Rita:
that told u

Renee:
right thanks Rite

Rita:
i'll reet u across this room so help me god

Morgan:
"Uh, not really, other than that you were involved in the last time this happened?"

Morgan:
oh gosh its a question mark

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
What is

Renee:
probably me I newtoked

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"Hah. I guess that's the most important bit."

Renee:
"You alright eating this, Rita? You don't want pancakes or anything?"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
He glances toward the kid comin' down the stairs, "Oh, there you are. I knew I saw someone scampering up the stairs when I walked in. No need to be shy, kid."

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"Oh no, I worked my ass off for this, she's eating it! At lest the bread..."

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
your asses too but that's beside the point

Morgan:
munchmunchmunch
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Cyprien:
"So, she told us you'd probably know some details about this whole situation..er, my apologies, my name is Cy. How rude of me."
Agi:
maptool crashed

Renee:
did she want pancakes

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
Somewhat Casual Catherim: "Oh no, I worked my ass off for this, she's eating it! At lest the bread..." Somewhat Casual Catherim: your asses too but that's beside the point

Rita:
Rita is fine with bread and jam

Rita:
and sausage

Renee:
good kid

Renee:
"Hey, don't you think we should be doing the tag thing...?"

Renee:
"I don't think we're supposed to want to be traceable."

Cyprien:
"Tags? Oh uhh..right, I guess they did mention something about that before..hrmm, force of habit to introduce myself."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"Yeah, I do. You mean you aren't? Sheesh, hitching up with the feds and you don't even have tags? What kinda rudies are you?" You can tell he's just taking the piss but it's still a little irritating

Morgan:
"we don't know what we're doing!"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"Well, I'll try and fix that, a little. I'm Deputy Dreyer, good to meet you little rascals."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"You could say I was pretty involved in the last Trial, so maybe I can answer any questions you've got?"

Morgan:
"Involved how?"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"But this one seems a little different, so I dunno if all my info's still reliable. We didn't have those fancy talking phones you've got."
Morgan: (( i think im gonna have to go in an hour btw ))

Renee:
"Yeah, I've got a pretty good one, I think. What gives you the right?"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"We had bricks."

Cyprien:
"Well uh...who won? And how?"

Renee:
"None of us asked to be involved in this mess! Why do we have to put up with this? Just send us home already!"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"Hey, I don't even know why I was brought here, let alone you. Nothin' I can do about that."

Morgan:
"You were pulled here too?"

Morgan:
"Oh my God, are we stuck here forever..."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"Yeah, we all were. As for who won...tough call. You could go with a few answers to that. But me, I'd say that Teams X and Y won it. Maybe that's a good omen for you guys."

Renee:
Renee grits her teeth. "Oh, that is BULL. You can't tell me we're stuck here!"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"Hey, who knows? Just 'cause we failed to find a way out doesn't mean there's not one. But this place ain't so bad..."

Renee:
"What does 'stuck' even mean? Are there no airports? Can we not take a bus?"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
He glances toward Cath, "I found myself wanting to stick around after a while, personally."

Renee:
"We can't just be stuck!"

Morgan:
ew gross

Cyprien:
"Hrmm..maybe your Black Mirror assessment wasn't entirely off course...perhaps we're stuck in some sort of simulation or something?" Cy looks over his hand before looking up at the others, "I mean, we certainly can feel pain here, it's not like a dream..but..that monster was also very real..and I don't know of anything like that in the real world.."

Morgan:
"Hmm, I think I need a drink..."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"Oh right. Congrats on taking down that Disruption. I didn't expect anyone to manage that."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"To do that at the start...well, it's kinda nostalgiac, to be honest. We managed something similar, though we had help."

Cyprien:
"San Junipero was the episode with that virtual world..

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"A drink? Well, I've still got some g--" Catching herself mid-sentence, she clears her throat, "I-I mean... T-this early? It's only eight..."

Renee:
"Rrgh... okay, sure, whatever. Team X won. What happened to them?"

Renee:
"If we keep this pace, we can keep the 'tradition' or whatever."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"I didn't say that. X and Y won, in my opinion... But you could also say nobody did, or that Team Z won out in the end."

Renee:
"That's a lot of labels and not a lot of what actually happened."

Cyprien:
"I assume you were on a team then too?"

Morgan:
"I think I need one after learning I'm STUCK here!"

Renee:
"No one's stuck!"

Morgan:
"It sounds like NOTHING happened!"

Renee:
"Just because HE didn't make it back doesn't put US out of the running!"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"As for what happened to them, well..." He raises up his right hand, taking off the glove. Seared into the back of his hand is a stylized black outline of an hourglass. the middle begins to glow a bright blue, lighting up an X in the middle, "You're looking at one of 'em."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"What, did you think we all died, or something?"

Renee:
"...so what, the winners join the police force? What the hell kind of reward is that?"

Cyprien:
"Er..I don't think that was the reward..I think he did that for...other reasons."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"You're real hung up on that 'winners' thing. We just stuck around... None of the others joined the force, yeah."

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"Even vandals can develop a sense of duty! You could stand to learn a thing or two yourselves..."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
sense of booty more like

Renee:
"I'm hung up on the 'getting out of this city' thing!"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"Last time ended pretty...strangely. No one really won, by the definition laid out. Who knows what'll happen if someone actually takes it for real? Maybe you could get out then. Only one way to find out, right?"

Morgan:
"What's your name, officer-lookin guy?"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"I can't say I'm not a litlte biased for you guys. We were on the same Team, after all."

Officer-Lookin Guy:
it's clearly Manny

Morgan:
come for the sick tricks stay for the booty

Renee:
"Just don't let the bias seep through. We're not taking handouts. Except for the McDonalds thank you for the McDonalds."

Morgan:
"Aren't you a little young to be snippy towards the police?"

Renee:
"Is there a right age?"

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"Oh, don't worry. I won't be dishing out any handouts. Remember - I'm a police deputy now. Most of the time, Deputy Dreyer will suffice for you guys. But I've got a couple other names. But...I think I should keep those to myself right now. Who knows what you could do with taht information?"

Morgan:
"Hmm, you're right.'

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"There's never a right age! And you're welcome, by the way."

Renee:
"I should probably eat my leftovers."

Xiri:
you've accomplished much

Xiri:
now your names and faces are known to the police chief AND the deputy of the force

Morgan:
oh

Renee:
I don't recall giving my name
Cyprien: (( "This is Renee." ))

Xiri:
I wouldn't be surprised if someone introduced you lol

Xiri:
or Rita asked you.

Renee:
I might have told Rita.

Cyprien:
Or you said it in baby talk to Cover

Renee:
He's a good boy, he'd never tell

Officer-Lookin Guy:
"So what are you planning to do now? Giving up on the tougher missions?"

Morgan:
"I think we're just not gonna blindly accept the toughest ones... Right, Renee?"

Renee:
"Not before we find a place to stay."

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"W-well you can't keep staying here! What would my coworkers say if they knew I was housing vandals..."

Renee:
Renee absentmindedly reaches towrads the refrigerator. "And sorry, I think THAT we aught to keep under wraps. This whole trial thing is supposed to pit us against each other, isn't it?"

Deputy Dreyer:
"I dunno, but I could find out."

Deputy Dreyer:
"Aw, come on, I ain't part of that anymore... I'd say I'm too old, but - hey, Morgan, how old are you again?"

Cyprien:
"So you met your old teammates here? Are they still around too?"

Renee:
Her arm passes through the fridge door and she grabs the bag of nugs. "Hey, careful, Ms. Catherim got angry when we started talking about his age."

Deputy Dreyer:
"Yeah. We can't leave, still, so it ain't like they've had much of a choice."

Deputy Dreyer:
"But there's a couple who're pretty damn happy about sticking around, to tell you the truth."

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"Erg...R-regardless of your age, you're much more mature than this guy! And that's what matters..."

Morgan:
"I'm 25."

Morgan:
"Renee thinks I'm old."

Renee:
Renee blinks, having encountered paper instead of a doorhandle. She looks at her armstub, and the rippling refrigerator door around it, then retracts her hand, nuggies along with them

Deputy Dreyer:
"There goes my excuse, then. You're a bit older, after all. Man, how'd you get in here?"

Deputy Dreyer:
"I think I was the oldest last time, and I hadn't even broken 20."

Renee:
"That's because you ARE old."

Morgan:
"I dunno man, you tell me."

Renee:
"Also, is... your refrigerator real?"

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
Catherim stares at Renee, "..I'm sorry?"

Renee:
"I just..." She runs her hand along the face of the door

Morgan:
"Are you having a moment with the fridge?"

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
stop fondling my fridge

Renee:
"I... I don't know..."

Renee:
"How did that...?"

Deputy Dreyer:
"...Well, you guys're clearly goin' stir-crazy, locked up in this place. Why don'tcha get a move on? Can't get complacent just cause you're in first."

Renee:
"I'm going to microwave this and then we can go I guess..."

Rita:
microwaved nuggies

Morgan:
ew

Rita:
instead of all this shit

Rita:
what a dick

Renee:
can't let it go to waste

Rita:
even the ten year old ate it

Renee:
who's going to eat the nuggies if I don't

Rita:
me

Renee:
I'll take the breakfast food to go

Morgan:
"Can I take some breakfast with me? Is that weird? It was really good!"

Morgan:
fuk u

Morgan:
its mine

Renee:
fine

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"Uh...s-sure! There's a lot, after all. More than I planned..."

Renee:
"But that's the last of the handouts. No offense. Thank you again."

Morgan:
"Sh, don't listen to her."

Deputy Dreyer:
"Hahaha! I guess I can't expect this every Saturday, then?"

Morgan:
"Keep talking to the fridge."

Renee:
"I don't know what it DID"

Morgan:
"I don't know what you did!"

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"E-er...well...I mean if you want..." She's not sure how she'd even manage that every weekend, "O-okay...Actually, you all could come over as well...IF you promise to help!"

Somewhat Casual Catherim:
"And as long as you tell no one."

Deputy Dreyer:
"And if they're still around."

Renee:
"We'll still be around."

Morgan:
"Cool, we can bring drinks and cards next time," he jokes.

Deputy Dreyer:
"Not if you keep sittin' around slacking off like this, runt."

Renee:
"Rita! Stay away from this fridge. It does things."

Morgan:
"Can I touch the fridge?"

Rita:
"But there's FOOD in the fridge... My go-gurt!"

Renee:
"I understand the struggle."

Renee:
"I promise you, there is other go-gurt in the world, and it is just as delicious."

Cover:
I must secure secondary sources of Go-Gurt

Renee:
Were Soul Albums ever explained in-universe?

Renee:
Should we expect them to be?
Thrice:
They've not been yet
Thrice:
They may well be later

Morgan:
"I guess we should get on with our day? Take a new mission? Find a place to stay..."

Renee:
all at once

Morgan:
life is hard when ur old
Thrice:
Cy, your phone lights up, and Xiri explains you've gotten a text. It's from Arkain, and it reads, "Congrats on 1st! How did you get so many points? I'm getting curious about how good you are. If you're feeling frisky, take on my Team's Beat."

Morgan:
lewd

Renee:
X is always frisky

Morgan:
is twilts character in this universe

Morgan:
is she alive
Thrice:
she had to undergo plastic surgery bc the pokemon company sued her

Cyprien:
Cy looks at his phone, "F-..frisky?" he asks under hushed breath.
Morgan: (( is it ok if i go now ))
Cyprien: (( Yeah, I feel like we're wrapping up, go sleep friendo ))

Renee:
no you have to stay.

Morgan:
3

Morgan:
oh

Morgan:
that was supposed to be a heart 3

Morgan:
lessthan3
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Thrice:
ξ>

Arkain:
frisky

Renee:
well

Renee:
are we

Renee:
How many bolts

Arkain:
If you open up your Beats, there's a 3-Bolt Mission titled "No Kain, No Gain"

Renee:
"3 bolts doesn't seem too bad, does it?"

Renee:
"We gotta keep our reputation up."

Arkain:
It's a challenge for Cy, though it says he can bring other people - long as it's not more than 3 total - and involves some kind of competition with Arkain, and possibly her team

Renee:
nvm redact that statement

Arkain:
You probably shouldn't let the Deputy or Cath see it, cause the challenge is to be the first to steal an old gem on display at the museum - without getting caught, of course

Renee:
I would ASSUME that was implied
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