the prism (
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chroma2022-02-18 10:02 pm
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WEEK ZERO: PIZZA PARTY
SURPRISE!

Sunday morning starts peacefully enough, until around noon, when alarms start going off on your phones informing you of a Pizza Party taking place in the Central Node. You can snooze the alarms at first, but they begin to get a little more insistent after a while if you aren't making progress heading down there. If you're being stubborn, you can probably hold out until right at 1 PM, when an archway opens right in front of you and pulls you in.
The central node is comfortable right now, with blankets laid out on the grass and boxes of pizza are set out. Cheese, Pepperoni, Hawaiian, Meat Lovers, Veggie, I could just keep writing types of pizza all day. A few boxes even contain very weird varieties of pizza, but if you give them a try, some of them might be good! Some are as terrible as you'd expect. Otherwise, the pizzas are all warm and delicious, and there's enough for everyone.
The Residents are all already here, waiting for you! Have a fun and cool day!
... Unless?

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For now, we watch and wait, and hope for the best. [ just in case the prism decides to twist something again. ]
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[stay calm... stay calm... honestly we should have asked for a yoga studio when we were doing location stuff earlier in the week.
her gaze flicks to the icicles riff is shooting at damien, and she purses her lips.]
We have many hands here. As long as we coordinate our actions, there shouldn't be any problem. And perhaps if one of them lands a direct hit, the "competition" will end without any further injury.
[she would very much like for this to end before someone falls off the roof!!]
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hard to stay steady when things start amping up like this. ]
I believe the talks yesterday, they mentioned that paintballs are only meant to leave bruises if anything else, and are merely a nuisance to clean up. Perhaps a clean hit would be much the same, and we can call this "competition" finished.
[ if someone is hit with that ice - if damien is hit, then they'll have to make sure no one tries to warm him up quickly. if there's burns, or either of them falls from that roof... ]
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[well. this is unfortunate. damien's been hit by the icicles - he's bleeding - and he's still going. what he's firing off...
jiuqing presses her lips together into a thin line and forces herself to calm.]
It appears to be operating under different rules.
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chang geng reaches up to undo his cloak clasp, jaw tight. if the ice is cold enough, he'll be frostbitten - they'll have to be careful, tending to those injuries. will riff suffer from burns the same way that a normal person would? will damien get caught in his own fire, with how he's shooting his gun here? ]
It appears so. Reason is not quite here. [ he pulls the cloak off. ] Better be ready, then.
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...perhaps we ought to ask someone who can wield Amber to create something calming? Just in case they're both still... aggravated... when they return.
[they can shove it at them and force them to calm down.]
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[Just give him the word!]
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...but wait until we're sure we need it. If they calm after coming back through the archway, we may have need of a different one of your powers instead.
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[he is
absolutely tense, though, at the thought. this has already become more violent than is natural.]
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[she can't say he's wrong, because she's wondering that too - this whole situation has been escalating quite a lot.]
We may not. But until I confirm one is actually dead, I want to be ready to care for them both.
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I have those salvaged bandages, still, if we need something to stem bleeding while the fastest run to the medbay. And clothes can be washed if we need more.
[ more to carry them, more to tend to them. although he's narrowing his eyes as he watches the scene. what... ]
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[she's focusing on the fight as she speaks, and when she notices those green and pink cracks filtering through the darkness, she nudges chang geng to draw his attention to them.]
...look.
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It's the other two.
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I-I can try, but what should I make?
[He's a bit overwhelmed from watching this intense fight and he just wants them to stop before they kill each other.]
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[and then there's bass hmm maybe they should do that instead]
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Well.
Glancing over when she mentions a direct hit, and then looking back at Damien getting stabbed by icicles.
Bad, actually.]
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jiuqing sighs.]
So much for that theory.
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