purrtagonist | [Week 2, Monday: Max]

[every time Max yells at the movie screen Akira has to cover his mouth with his hand to avoid cracking up in the middle of the theater. not that his laughter would drown out all of these AWESOME, HIGH-BUDGET, MICHAEL BAY-LIKE EXPLOSIONS]

[it's a good way to alleviate the tension brought upon by the heavy topic they were discussing before it all started, at least?]

[and, as promised, no questions. just two hours of relaxation and cool spies doing cool spy things]

[after a lot of sarcastic and judgmental commentary, max's complaint about akira being an asshole who talks during movies might seem a tad hypocritical,

but also, was he wrong. about any of it.]

They never just shoot the guy.

[HE WAS NOT]

[and as the credits roll, Akira stands up, tossing the now-empty bowl of popcorn from hand to hand]

Of course they don't. Because that would solve everyone's problems within the first five minutes.

[then you wouldn't even need a movie]

[throws his arms up in the air]

Then come up with a plot without such an easy solution, jesus fucking christ! Writers are just lazy assholes.

[@ my own character: hey. hey. rude,]

Hollywood writers aren't lazy, they just like making money. The formula works.

[depositing his trash in the receptacle as they pass, like a good citizen]

I'd go with "barely functions", but that's most of society as we know it. It's passable and mindless at best.

[so does max because he is against global warming. i wish i was joking]

[MAX PLEASE, GLOBAL WARMING IS A SCIENTIFIC FACT]

If you think I'm going to disagree with that, you've read my file. [shooting a god in the face. freeing humanity from the chains of sloth. that sort of thing] But the other side of that coin is the fact that society can be reformed.

By burning it down to the ground, sure. That's about how likely reform is.

Cynical. . .

[even moreso than Akira, geez]

Where do you want to go next, by the way?

[somewhere they can sit while Akira asks his weekly 1083479349 questions]

[he is appalled by this accusation? such falsehoods.]

I told you where I'm going next, I'm raiding the candy section in this place.

[yeah he climbed over the counter in that squirmy way small kids get over everything rip. HE DOESN'T EVEN NEED TO DO THIS]

Ask your shit while I do this, whatever.

[oh, right. in the two hours of that movie, he forgot they were going to raid the concession stand. TIME TO CLIMB OVER THE COUNTER AND HELP]

All right. Buckle in, I've got a lot.

[piling sour patch kids into his jacket pockets as he speaks]

Hume-san was given a favor early last week, where she got to choose a "boon," and said "boon" gave her the ability to check and see if a Player was a Reaper.

What were the other "boons" that she didn't pick?

Fucking give the Players one bit of aid and they immediately tell a Reaper. God. This is why I hate the lot of you.

[is he facepalming? a little bit. and then he shrugs]

Yeah, not happening. I can't even tell the Players that kind of shit. They make their choice, they live with it.

Edited 2018-03-21 05:50 (UTC)

You say that like telling us is a bad thing.

[I mean, Akira is glad to know about it, so??]

Right. That's what I thought. Can you at least tell me what boon was chosen this week?

[not asking for the person since he figures he won't get a name]

Alright. Let me break this down for you. In this scenario, for the purpose of the Game, you are the bad guy. You wanna know so bad? Start networking with Players and hope one of 'em tells you.

[that's a pretty harsh no]

[listen he had to try and ask anyway. . .!]

[there is a pause where he considers this, as he pops open a box of JubJubs for consumption, before he slowly nods]

In the context of this game. . . that's fair.

[to keep the rules perfectly balanced]

Change of pace, then. Have you been writing letters to the Composer?