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[help_wanted]

WHAT rewards!
WHERE the park
WHEN 92

[Bingo is over! Prizes have names of winners on those white paper nametag stickers and are just sort of stacked up in a pile, unwrapped and open for all to see.

It's a unseasonably warm and sunny day, there is also food about on tables on the grass but like there is only spiked punch and no bottles just large bowls of red 'tropical' flavor punch that is oddly strong but there are only tiny little plastic cups to drink out of. the food is largely pizza bagel bites]


((No one is checking your work, if your character got a bingo, they get a prize, more bingo, better prize!

If your character asked for something game breaking/unreasonable/would require edits to the map, minimize it some way that it is either small or temporary or whatever. IE: 'i want a beach' may become good for 'one day where you just make a beach appear of your own volition' token. etc. If they asked to 'go home' maybe they get trapped in a hallucination that they are home, or they enter a door and are in a replication of their old house or sth.))

Comments

[leaveshishaton]

[Digging through the pile to look for his, until he finds what appears to be just.. a set of simple copper chain bracelets? they actually look kind of like medical bracelets but the wrong color. but they are wrapped together by a sticky nametag with Chuuya's name on it]

This is it...?

[kimaris]

What are they?

[ Ask from somewhere above and behind him. ]

[leaveshishaton]

Uh... just...

[looking over his shoulder]

[kimaris]

Just?

[ ...just what?? ]

[leaveshishaton]

[oh it's you

you're still very tall]

I don't know, exactly. I sort of asked for a solution to a problem and I guess I got these.

[changes the subject because that's embarrassing]

Did you get anything?

[kimaris]

[ A problem... with two bracelets, so probably another person?

Thinking about this guy's stuff is a lot better than thinking about his own, though. ]

It's unlikely.

[ Look. He probably didn't get a bingo, at least. He doesn't want to count. ]

[leaveshishaton]

Didn't play?

[stuffing the bracelets into his jacket]

[kimaris]

[ isn't that admitting to... whatever ]

Not as much as it asked for, probably.

[leaveshishaton]

Really? You should have said something, I would have helped you out.

[takehisheadoff]

[ CHUUYA'S GETTING





A PHONE CALL. ]

[leaveshishaton]

[......checks who it is from



debates his life choices


...picks up]

What?

[takehisheadoff]

Chuuuya. I was thinking about. . . the thing. With you.

[ anyway dazai is. not sober surprise. ]

[leaveshishaton]

[lifts his eyebrows a bit and frowns]

Yeah..?

[takehisheadoff]

The part about where [ there's the sort of rustling? sound? a glass being knocked over, though it's not a glass of booze not that chuuya would know that and some other miscellaneous noise. ] The part about where i like you

[ and then he just

fuckin hangs up ]

[leaveshishaton]

[kind of

stares off into space for several seconds

and then


stares at his phone for several more seconds


and then thinks for. a bit


it takes him like two solid minutes of blank staring to call Dazai back]

[takehisheadoff]

[ it goes to voice mail which dazai hasn't even set up

please try again ]

[deicider]

[Over here is a horse! A beautiful black horse. A Hanoverian if you have an eye for these thing: a competition horse.

Sniper seems exceptionally pleasednas they introduce themself with an apple.]

[divasterous]

[is clutching an electronic tablet to his chest, heading back to the apartments]

[ribblerouser]

[you walk in on Mikk checking his phone while doing the splits. He looks up with a smile] Hey.

[divasterous]

[just stares]

. . .

Hi.

[ribblerouser]

Hi.

[divasterous]

. . .

[hurries over and thrusts the tablet out to him]

This is for you because there was nothing I really wanted from the bingo game and I thought—well, I tried to get you what you really wanted but all I could get was a recording, so—

[ribblerouser]

What? [stares at him, slowly shifting until he's sitting cross-legged instead. He takes it, confused]

[divasterous]

[sits down heavily, cross-legged]

It's just a recording. Of a message. From Thissizz?

[ribblerouser]

[his eyes go HUGE, and he stares down at the screen] Oh, I. Are you serious? I...

[choked up]