They're all jerks. [But judging by the tone of her voice, it's the good kind of jerks. The Bounty kind of jerks.] ...One of them has a piano and said I could use it, though.
[So Belph gets +100 points compared to the rest of the cabin.]
Hey, I wanted to ask - what did you get? You know, your...
[She waves her scrunchy'd wrist in the air for a second.]
Sweet. You better invite me over first chance you get to test that puppy out.
[On that note, though... Jason doesn't even hesitate before he lifts the wrist he's wearing his scrunchie on. It will appear white to her, but. It's the principle of the matter?]
Uh. I got — a power? [Finishing lamely, but that's because...] Travel guide called it Pun and Games. Apparently, I can make three people do whatever the hell I want once a week.
[An idea he is, quite clearly, not comfortable with. Mind control isn't really his thing.]
Jesus... [That sure is a thing. She sounds concerned.] I'm allowed to wipe somebody's memory of one thing a week, so marginally, but that doesn't mean it's not also fucked up.
[Furrowing his eyebrows, his expression pinched in disgust.]
Ten bucks says they are. I mean, this whole entire set-up? It reeks of bullshit. There's no way they handed out free powers like candy, unless they're banking on us getting up to no good with them.
Right? Like, yeah, we don't want you to murder each other or anything, but we're sure going to give you all these shady abilities that you could totally use for a murder if you wanted to.
[Ugh.]
Even if they aren't planning anything, it's fucked up to give someone the ability to do that. I mean, sure, you and I aren't going to use that, but how do we know everyone is on the same page with that?
And the whole heavily guarded secret thing... It's like they want us to hide things from each other, or they think we're going to have to for some reason.
[She sighs.]
I never thought I would say this, but at least Hal never hid how fucking horrible he was. I can't figure out what their game is.
At least, with Hal, you knew he was looking forward to watching us fuck up. I'd take that any day over constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop. This sucks.
Yeah. It's not like we can march over and say, hey, how much of 'we want you to be safe and get home soon' spiel was true and how much of it was bullshit?
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w0, sunday.
Hey. You meet your roommates yet? Hopefully they don't suck.
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[Laughs in Chane and Felix...]
What about yours? You can always crash at my place if they're way off their rocker.
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[So Belph gets +100 points compared to the rest of the cabin.]
Hey, I wanted to ask - what did you get? You know, your...
[She waves her scrunchy'd wrist in the air for a second.]
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[On that note, though... Jason doesn't even hesitate before he lifts the wrist he's wearing his scrunchie on. It will appear white to her, but. It's the principle of the matter?]
Purple. What about you?
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[As she glances over at his wrist:]
Purple. Of course I got the weird one. [What kind of lame power is heart, etc, etc.] Did you at get a cool power?
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[An idea he is, quite clearly, not comfortable with. Mind control isn't really his thing.]
Tell me you got something less creepy.
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[She frowns.]
You think they're all like that?
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[Furrowing his eyebrows, his expression pinched in disgust.]
Ten bucks says they are. I mean, this whole entire set-up? It reeks of bullshit. There's no way they handed out free powers like candy, unless they're banking on us getting up to no good with them.
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[Ugh.]
Even if they aren't planning anything, it's fucked up to give someone the ability to do that. I mean, sure, you and I aren't going to use that, but how do we know everyone is on the same page with that?
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If they're telling the truth about everything, then this is one messed up way to keep us "safe."
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[She sighs.]
I never thought I would say this, but at least Hal never hid how fucking horrible he was. I can't figure out what their game is.
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[She's kidding, probably.]
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[He's kidding, but also—]
Might as well ask Percy and Damian about theirs, though. Us whole assers gotta stick together, right?
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[...]
I asked Percy already. I'll check in with Damian too, though. [After a second:] But calling us that is a little much, even for me.
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...I could be persuaded.
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