[10:49pm] Mons: SO! It's another day. Step one in your whole crazy dance plan is... Well, you need a place.
[10:49pm] Mons: Scouting out campus is hard, though, especially when nobody quite has a space big enough that wouldn't be obvious!
[10:51pm] • Beato should not be the one making this choice by any means necisary so was probably glued to someone else!
[10:52pm] • Heels Is apparently DacePartyLeader? Her player thinks this is a terrible idea.
[10:52pm] Mons: Of course it is, you can't dance like that in those shoes
[10:53pm] Mons: Anyway, it's break time after your trek, inside hiding from the bright summer heat and--wait a second, what was that?
[10:53pm] Mons: Those colors are familiar. That... smell? Laugh? Something VERY NOTICEABLE vanishes from the corner of your vision towards a wall in the nearest pretentious coffeeshop.
[10:53pm] • Heels It sipping on a chilled juice. "Hmhmhm."
[10:54pm] • Willow wonders what that could be.
[10:54pm] • Beato blink blinks, looks down at drink.
[10:54pm] Beato: "I don't recall spiking zis."
[10:55pm] • Willow leaningawayfrombeato
[10:55pm] Yulia: "Decide on theme. Decorations. Clothing. Further research on remoance compatibility booth."
[10:55pm] Heels: "I thought it was too hot for that anyway? Hmm. I wonder if the local wylde life is planning something."
[10:56pm] Mons: Chomp.
[10:56pm] Mons: Heels gets a nip at her leg.
[10:56pm] Yulia: "...."
[10:57pm] Yulia: "What is that?"
[10:57pm] Mons: Oh, it's an eevee.
[10:57pm] Mons: --an eevee on two legs. Well.
[10:57pm] • Heels Sh- "Oh. I thought you might have been Puck or Redcap little one."
[10:57pm] • Beato looks down. "Euh?"
[10:58pm] Beato: "Oh, it wasn't spiked."
[10:58pm] • Heels patpats the foxdogcat
[10:58pm] Yulia: "Fascinating."
[10:58pm] Yulia: "What allows for this?"
[10:58pm] Yulia: "And why do I suddenly smell coffee?"
[10:58pm] Mons: It climbs up and siiiips from a few drinks, gesturing calmly.
[10:58pm] Ramiel joined the chat room.
[10:59pm] • Heels Tries to guard her juice eyeing the eevee.
[10:59pm] Willow: "An eevee? Whose is that?"
[10:59pm] Ramiel is now known as Franz.
[10:59pm] Franz: (Sorry, did I miss anything?  I'm here for the night)
[10:59pm] • Beato picks it up by the back of the neck like a kitten.
[10:59pm] Mons: It is unamused.
[10:59pm] Beato: <And who might you be?>
[11:00pm] Heels: "Hmm. I remember John had an eevee. But hrm..Walking on two legs is a new trick."
[11:00pm] Mons: <Better than you.>
[11:00pm] Heels: (Can we all hear that? Or just Beato?)
[11:00pm] Mons: beato
[11:01pm] Mons: <HE's being nice, by the way. Go around to the back and ask for the spiciest cup with a shot of independent spirit. That's all you're being gien.>
[11:01pm] • Beato frowns and drops it.
[11:01pm] Beato: "Pretentious little critter."
[11:02pm] Yulia: "What did he say?"
[11:02pm] Mons: It shuffles back.
[11:04pm] Beato: "Something about going to ze back and asking for a cup of independent spirit."
[11:04pm] • Heels raises a brow. "A cup of what now?"
[11:05pm] Willow: "What an odd little eevee."
[11:05pm] Beato: "I don't know. It's rather opinionated."
[11:06pm] Yulia: "Drinking substances made of abstract concepts is generally not a good idea."
[11:07pm] Heels: "Indeed. Though it can lead to 'enlightenment'."
[11:07pm] Beato: "Zis coffee is terrible, zough. Maybe zat's what it was referring to."
[11:10pm] Heels: "So. Who shall volunteer? To go try out this cup of epiphany or what have you?"
[11:11pm] Willow: "It sounds expensive..."
[11:11pm] • Beato groans and slowly stands. "Fiiiine," after the eevee then
[11:12pm] • Heels Sips her juice.
[11:13pm] • Yulia nudges Heels. "Should we monitor her vitals?"
[11:14pm] Mons: Waggle.
[11:14pm] Mons: Well, there's the person behind the counter. He's staring.
[11:14pm] • Beato stares back.
[11:14pm] Beato: >:T
[11:15pm] Mons: "Yeah?"
[11:15pm] Heels: "Let us first observe. I do no think she is in any danger."
[11:16pm] Beato: "What is zis nonsense about ze spiciest cup with a shot of independent spirit your Eevee is blabbering about?"
[11:17pm] Mons: "...Really?"
[11:17pm] Mons: "Man, you don't belong here." A pause.
[11:17pm] • Yulia takes out her notepad out of cloakspace, and begins taking notes, starting with an initial hypothesis and conditions of the experiment.
[11:17pm] • Yulia follows along.
[11:17pm] Yulia: "If I may....."
[11:18pm] Mons: "Not even mine. Well, get in anyway." He opens the counter and points towards a set of curtains. "Watch the first step."
[11:18pm] • Heels Raises a brow. "Not quite what I was expecting."
[11:19pm] • Beato mumbles and enters then
[11:20pm] Mons: WHOOP that step is something. It's all concrete inside, illuminated by... lava lamps. And narrow.
[11:20pm] Yulia: "....hm. Well, I was suggesting that one would have to demonstrat independence in order to acquire the drink, as opposed to simply going in because of an order."
[11:20pm] Yulia: "Shall we follow?"
[11:20pm] Mons: There's graffitti on the walls, stuff like 'This isn't writing at all.'
[11:20pm] Beato: "I have a growing urge to torch zis place."
[11:21pm] Heels: "Let's see if he lets us." Shuffles up to the Man.
[11:21pm] Mons: He is DISINTERESTED.
[11:21pm] Yulia: "I would like an order of the spiciest cup of coffee with a shot of independent spirit."
[11:22pm] Mons: "Ugh, group orders."
[11:22pm] Yulia: (( Well, should just be the independent spirit thing, because that's all she heard ))
[11:22pm] Mons: "You heard me. I guess. If you didn't, I'm not repeating."
[11:23pm] • Heels "I am so sorry, I am sure you are so busy with all the nothing you have to do." Smiles
[11:23pm] • Willow walks over behind yulia, "Um... I'll have what she's having."
[11:23pm] Mons: "YES."
[11:24pm] • Beato continues down the hallway, either way.
[11:25pm] • Heels Rolls her eyes and waits to be admitted to the hall of Inane Writing.
[11:25pm] Mons: He keeps the counter open at this point.
[11:25pm] • Heels Walks on after Beato then!
[11:25pm] • Yulia follows on.
[11:27pm] Mons: The hall itself opens up into... a... big old room. Huge. Surrounded by--this isn't even. It's like a storefront except really stupid, nothing but tiny bicycles, thrift stores and more damn coffeeshops. The crowds going in and out and looking displeased at everything are almost uniform in the riot of clashing colors, flannel and scarves and bad hairdos.
[11:27pm] Beato: "Why did we come here again."
[11:27pm] Yulia: Even Yulia recognizes terrible taste. "Morbid curiosity," she replies,
[11:27pm] Heels: (Hipstergon Alley)
[11:28pm] Heels: "I. Haven
[11:28pm] Mons: I don't know! Why indeed did you come here Blast
[11:28pm] Heels: 't the faintest idea.
[11:28pm] Mons: Well, it... is actually a pretty big open space.
[11:29pm] Yulia: "Someone elaborate on this particular subculture."
[11:30pm] Beato: "Can I just set at least -one- building on fire."
[11:30pm] Heels: "They are nothing worth of note other than their love of scarves. And poor taste. And 'fixie' bicycles."
[11:32pm] Yulia: "Why these particular things?"
[11:33pm] Heels: "You could always ask them."
[11:35pm] Yulia: "...that would involve actually interacting with them."
[11:35pm] Mons: They do not indeed seem like the type for interaction.
[11:35pm] Mons: They're hardly even talking with each other.
[11:36pm] Beato: "Zat's it, kindle time."
[11:36pm] • Beato wanders off deeper
[11:36pm] • Willow follows Beato. He doesn't feel safe here.
[11:36pm] Heels: "And now you know why it is a mystery. Hmm. HMM. Hmm. No. How would we clear them out though? Hmm. Beatrice. If we could chase them- oh nevermind then. Yulia then. If we chased them out could we host it here?"
[11:37pm] • Beato looks for the most flamable looking structure possible.
[11:37pm] Yulia: "....kindle? Are we urning something? For what purpose?"
[11:38pm] Yulia: *burning
[11:38pm] • Yulia opts to get some info off the surface thoughts of a nearby hipster instead.
[11:38pm] Mons: There's a double-life-size ironic chainsaw carved ursaring statue with people sleeping in the middle.
[11:38pm] Beato: (and then she knows why)
[11:39pm] Beato: (Wait just confused what you're saying there. people are sleeping on the statue.)
[11:40pm] Yulia: ( Wait, is this the surface thought?"
[11:40pm] Yulia: )
[11:41pm] Heels: (Everyone is confused)
[11:41pm] Mons: The surface thought is...
[11:41pm] Mons: DOGS ARE OVERRATED UNLESS SHAVEN
[11:42pm] Yulia: "....this makes no sense."
[11:44pm] castfromhp left the chat room. (Ping timeout)
[11:44pm] Willow: "I don't know where I am but I kind of feel uncomfortable."
[11:45pm] Yulia: "Beatrice, what are you planning?"
[11:46pm] • Beato digs around in her purse for a small flask of rum, and unscrews the top off. "Pest removal."
[11:46pm] Yulia: "Perhaps their contrariness causes them to be attracted to fire. This is potentially risky."
[11:46pm] Yulia: "....and also somewhat pointless."
[11:47pm] castfromhp joined the chat room.
[11:48pm] • Beato takes a swig, snaps her fingers to make a small spark from her fingertips, and breaths fire all over this god damn statue.
[11:48pm] Yulia: "......"
[11:48pm] Franz_ joined the chat room.
[11:49pm] Mons: The people inside scatter! The people outside draw a thousand fancy phones and press the camera buttons.
[11:49pm] • Beato coughs smoke up, wipes at her mouth, steps back and watches what happens.
[11:50pm] Yulia: "And the hypothesis is shown to have some merit."
[11:50pm] Franz left the chat room. (Ping timeout)
[11:50pm] Franz_ is now known as Franz.
[11:50pm] Heels: "Hmm. Well half are gone."
[11:51pm] Mons: Someone throws a paper airplane at beato. Someone else lights something suspicious and hand-rolled on the conflagration and backs away.
[11:51pm] Mons: No, wait, paper helicopter. How did that fly that far?
[11:51pm] Mons: --How did it get folded that fast, at that?
[11:52pm] Beato: "..." she crumples it up.
[11:52pm] Mons: Oh wait, there's the smoke detectors.
[11:53pm] Beato: "Paper aircraft? Really?"
[11:53pm] Mons: They aren't beeping as much as playing beeps and boops with no real melody. The sprinklers turn on and it's all nasty cold... something.
[11:53pm] • Heels Shudders
[11:53pm] Mons: The smoke detectors start wubwubing. Are the sprinklers--tea? No, soda and milk.
[11:53pm] • Willow hides behind yulia while he tries to make sense of this
[11:53pm] Heels: "This whole place is nonsense"
[11:54pm] • Beato thinks for a moment, looks around.
[11:54pm] Beato: These bastards all share a common fear don't they.
[11:55pm] Beato: "I can't make sense of zis but feel just leaving as it is would be a crime against humanity."
[11:56pm] Yulia: "Why does it even bother you?"
[11:57pm] Willow: "I don't want to be an accomplice to arson." :<
[11:57pm] • Heels Coughs and the in a faux LOUD whisper "I don't know Bea I think this place is rather cool. I think we should bring everyone done here to hangout." and peers at the hipstermasses for a reaction.
[11:58pm] Beato: "Conceit and condensating tones."
[11:58pm] Mons: BIGGEST fears... well, no. But they do all share a common, fundamental insecurity.
[11:58pm] Mons: Is this place cool enough? IS IT BECOMING LESS COOL? No, excitement is cool. This is underground. Not mainstream yet.
[11:59pm] • Beato stares at heels in complete bewilderment.
[12:00am] Mons: Everyone turns their heads just as simultaneously.
[12:00am] Mons: The sprinklers stop and everything smells even worse now.
[12:00am] Heels: "Don't. You. Agree?"
[12:00am] • Yulia looks puzzled, and nudges Heels for an explanation.
[12:00am] • Beato stares to the hipsters, stares back
[12:01am] Mons: One speaks up. "...How many?"
[12:01am] Beato: the gears click into place. "Hmm.  Perhaps.  Ze lighting and atmoshpere here are rather favorable."
[12:04am] Heels: "Indeed. Wouldn't it be a great place, Yulia?" Waves off the hipsterinquiry. "Oh, a fifty, maybe hundred. Or two. Depends on how much publicity we do. I mean everyone should know about this place."
[12:04am] Mons: "PACK IT UP, FAILURES"
[12:04am] Mons: They all sort of file out grumbling. One of them scoops a cup of the sodamilk from a puddle on the floor on his way out
[12:05am] Beato: <...How did you know zat would work?> Projected at the four of the PC's here.
[12:06am] Yulia: "I didn't know. Perhaps she knows something more about their nature."
[12:06am] Heels: <It was a guess mostly. But come now, they love thier little hidden clubs. Secret passwords. I mean really."
[12:06am] Yulia: *<>
[12:06am] Mons: Once they're all gone, a lot of the storefronts are mostly-emptied of their stuff, and the sour milk smell has begun to set in worse.
[12:07am] Beato: "...Oh, great, now we have to clean it."
[12:07am] • Beato whimpers slightly.
[12:08am] Heels: "Now. If we are to use this we need to get it clean...Hmm. Does anyone owe us any favors?" She pinches her nose.
[12:08am] Yulia: "Perhaps the sprinklers were a defense against this very type of tactic."
[12:08am] Heels: "I think it more a protection against the first tactic really." Cough.
[12:09am] Beato: "I would have set ze zooves zemselves aflame, but charred flesh is a worse smell."
[12:10am] Beato: "Just...oh fine it's not like I have any ideas for ze rest of zis anyway," she sighs and starts hunting around for cleaning supplies.
[12:10am] • Heels Lets out her Moeblob Water Princess.
[12:10am] Willow: "I
[12:10am] Mons: Squish.
[12:11am] Willow: "I'm still trying to figure out what happened."
[12:11am] Willow: "I think we just kicked out a bunch of hobos."
[12:11am] Heels: "Hipster is the word you are looking for. But really the same thing."
[12:11am] Heels: "Would you mind my dear? We are trying to rid this place of the smell of the unwashed masses."
[12:14am] Mons: <Na~turally--oh. Oh. Uhm. ...On my own?>
[12:15am] Willow: "Are we going to use this tent city for our dance?"
[12:15am] Dick_Valentine left the chat room. (Connection reset by peer)
[12:16am] Heels: "Oh heavens no! I am sure we are all willing to assist. And it shant be a tent city for long."
[12:16am] Dick_Valentine joined the chat room.
[12:16am] • Beato is still fruitlessly looking for cleaning supplies in hoboland
[12:17am] Mons: You find
[12:17am] Mons: 1d100
[12:17am] DiceMaid-9001: Mons, 1d100: 25 [1d100=25]
[12:17am] Mons: An unopened package of cinnamon-chai air fresheners
[12:17am] Heels: (Pfft)
[12:17am] Yulia: "Ephraim might be able to help wash away the smell depending on how cooperative he is."
[12:17am] • Yulia lets out....
[12:17am] Yulia: 1d100 Ephraimroll
[12:17am] DiceMaid-9001: Yulia, Ephraimroll: 86 [1d100=86]
[12:18am] Heels: "Hmm perhaps we might enlist the aid of the horrrible little man behind the counter? Or atleast inquire as to his mops."
[12:18am] Beato: "I don't believe zese will help much."
[12:18am] • Beato puts canisters aside
[12:18am] Mons: Just Groucho Marx glasses this time.
[12:18am] Mons: nose and cigar and all.
[12:18am] Mons: he nods knowingly.
[12:20am] Yulia: "...."
[12:20am] Yulia: "I don't think we'll be getting any help from him."
[12:20am] Beato: "Ugh. Just."
[12:20am] Yulia: "Mostly just bawdy jokes."
[12:21am] Beato: "Fine I'm going to Junes to buy cleaning stuff."
[12:21am] Beato: "Mops, brooms, buckets, soap...rubber gloves."
[12:22am] Mons: EVERY DAY'S GREAT AT YOUR JUNES
[12:25am] • Beato stomps off in a half-mad half-disgusted MOOD.
[12:25am] Mons: I think that's about it for tonight
[12:28am] Heels is now known as RetailBeard.
[12:29am] RetailBeard: I didn't actually think that would work to be honest
[12:29am] Mons: it is what i actually expected you to do
[12:30am] Beato: see, the thing is
[12:30am] Beato: no one but heels would know what to do there
[12:30am] Beato: w/ who was there
[12:30am] Beato is now known as zoofTop.
[12:31am] RetailBeard: I was helpful yaaaay
[12:32am] Mons: helpfulbeard
[12:33am] Franz: I take it I missed things
[12:33am] Mons: vargin' it
[12:33am] Franz: It's ok, I played a great game of Mario Kart
[12:33am] Mons: subarashii