[BBS] 003 // [Semilocked Action]

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

time compression pretty much sucks the most out of anything that has ever sucked before.
like more than betty crocker and peanuts and stupid imps combined.

...jade? dave?
are you guys still here? i
i think i really need to talk to you guys
okay?
i'm in room A213

-ectoBiologist


[And this is his room. This part is locked to Jade, Dave, Japan and maybe also Marco if he wants to visit John.

John who has just come into his room after using the computer terminal to make his message. He doesn't look like he's had a good week, specially with that huge stain of blood covering the front and back of his shirt.

He just kind of walks straight to his room and shuts the door.]

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> Dave: Go bang on John's door in person.

[oftime]

[ Okay yeah no. Dave's not even going to bother replying to this via text, because he now knows where John is and has been worrying this whole time.

So only a couple minutes after seeing the message go up on the BBS, he abandoned the terminal he was at to hunt down John's room. Huh, wasn't actually that far from his-- ]

John. [ Knocking on the door, ignoring how unironic and uncool this is. ]

> John: reevaluate decision to ask for company so soon

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[That was a little faster than he was expecting. On one hand he really wanted to talk to someone. Like. Just ask them if they knew about what he saw or-- he didn't know.

Something. Anything.

At least he'd already changed his clothes, the bloody shirt had been tossed into the trashcan. Which made him sad, because he really liked his God Tier shirt.]

[Bluh. Okay, he heads out and opens the door. He puts on his best smile.] Hey, dude.

> Dave: Think John should deal with it.

[oftime]

[ Thank god for that, at least. Dave just got done seeing his brother covered in blood, he's not too sure how he'd be able to handle seeing John covered in it. Even if he's obviously alive.

Now. ]

Dude, you... [ Frowning a bit, because this is only the second time they've ever seen each other and something feels off about that smile. ]

'sup?

> John: Think Dave is being unironic right now

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[Oh he's trying really hard with that smile. Once he let's him in he starts to babble like a moron.]

Oh, you know, nothing. Nothing big or important. Besides um. Being thrown back into Sburb and getting kicked back out again, hahaha...

But I'm cool. Like Mr. Freeze cool. Like cool ranch Doritos and that was not even a vaguely good metaphor but that's how much I ...um.

[Yeah, he doesn't even know right now.]

> Dave: Say it is in the most ironic way possible.

[oftime]

What--

[ Wow, John's babbling is kind of hilarious in person. Or it would be, if he wasn't kind of freaking him out. But he just stares once they're both inside the dorm room, and waits until the rambling prattles out.

He holds a hand up to stop him. ]

No. Stop, John. No more. [ Giving you the Serious Face, which should be pretty obvious even with his shades. ] What. Happened.

> John: Falls down all this ironic

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[Okay he shuts up. The smile is gone and he is just kind of staring back at you and now he is fidgeting with his hands.]

Um.

[And then he looks over towards his room.]

In there, okay?

> Dave: Warned you bro.

[oftime]

[ Stares back mercilessly, watching the fidgeting silently until John looks away and over towards his room. He just nods once, still not saying anything, his jaw tightening before he moves to retreat into the privacy of John's room. ]

> John: it keeps happening

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[There, that made him feel a little better-- oh his shirt is laying in the trashcan there. He will have to be subtle about keeping Dave's attention away from that.]

...

[Suddenly awkward as he shuts the door behind him.]

So. Before you came here, what was the last thing you remember doing?

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

[Looking up and-- Staring as he enters. Is that blood?!]

W-what happened?!

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[skjfal caught. He pauses before opening his door.]

Um.

[Welp.]

[He tries to give Japan a reassuring smile and will now attempt to brush it off.]

Don't worry, I'm okay.

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

[standing up]

Perhaps it is a strange concept, but I am able to read the atmosphere. ...Ah, and the blood on your shirt may help. What happened?

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[...Oh. So he wasn't going to get away.]

Just um. I got. Pulled back into my world, and there was a fight. But like I said, I'm okay.

[He pokes a little at the hole in the middle of the shirt.]

See? No wound. [Not anymore anyways.]

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

...Back to your world? How? [inspecting that hold in his shirt]

A fight? What sort? [So many questions because John doesn't seem like the type to fight, even with his crazy windy powers...]

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

Time compression. [And this is John taking a seat at the table in their little common area.]

It's kind of what brought us here to begin with? Um, anyways it apparently has been kicking people into random worlds. It sent me to mine for a little bit.

[On the subject of the fight, John bites his lip.]

There's this really bad guy in my world that we're trying to take down. Me and my friend Rose had a run in with him while I was there.

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

Ah, that sort of conflict... I see.

[still frowning]

What sort of outcome?

[livebymysmile.livejournal.com]

Betty Crocker - that's cake and stuff right? She's always been cool with me. Not that I've ever gotten to have cake much, but I like the idea of cake so that counts for something, doesn't it?

I'd ask what you have against cake, but I figure that's your beef. I feel you on the time compression thing though. Whoever thought up this idea should be shot or something.

-2

[This takes some time before its answered.]

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[Duo's not in a hurry so he's not gonna worry.]

[livebymysmile.livejournal.com]

What's the worst exactly? Cake? Because I though cake seemed pretty awesome. Isn't it sweet and doesn't it typically have lots of that frosting stuff? Because in my books that means it has to be pretty good. [The joys of living poor, Duo's not particularly used to good food, so he's probably only had cake a handful of times over his life.]

-2

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[Cake will be a touchy subject for a while considering him losing his Dad and half the reason it made him sick was because his Dad was always making it.]

[livebymysmile.livejournal.com]

Let me guess, you've been getting sucked into different places and times too? Because honestly, I'd feel a little better knowing that it just wasn't the three of us.

Though if yours have been like mine, I guess I shouldn't feel better since you've been dealing with a lot of shit too.

-2

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[livebymysmile.livejournal.com]

How would I know? I haven't been here very long either you know.
I sure hope it's not something that happens all the time, because that'd suck.

-2

[fierybluebird]

Sucks? You mean how it draws us here like a vacuum?

-Marco

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[fierybluebird]

Yes. Yes it does.