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[enjoyers]

Characters: Everyone!
Date: August 11th
Rating/Warnings: Nothing as of yet. Mark anything that qualifies a warning in your subject line!
Summary: Arrivals.
You want happiness. A company called RECOVERjoy has offered it to you, so you've signed up with them. Gaining happiness can't hurt, right?

Suddenly you're in a room, an apartment, with three other beds and unfamiliar faces. This is your assigned room, and it's quite crowded. You don't get much of a chance to think as your phone beeps--it's not your phone, maybe you've never had a phone, but there's one in your hand so you check it. It's a smart phone, nothing special about it, but now you've received a text from RECOVERjoy.

Welcome to Joywick! We're so happy to have you!

You've arrived in your assigned room, we hope you like it! Don't worry, you can move out once you've collected enough joypoints. Speaking of, if you'd like to check your balance, there's a special application that tracks it for you right on your phone! Handy, right?

... Did you check? If you did, you'll notice you have no joypoints. But don't despair! We're giving you a special mission. Make three (3) friends and get 200 joypoints! Gee, that's easy! Of course, we can't put a level on something like friendship, so just get to know people. Don't miss out on these easy points! We'll give you more information about joypoints once you're done.

Wishing you happiness,
RECOVERjoy : )

You're in this for 1 million joypoints, aren't you? Might as well get started.

(AFTER THE MISSION HAS BEEN ACCOMPLISHED OR ONCE 24 HOURS HAVE PASSED)

You receive another text from RECOVERjoy.

Great job on the mission! Or not so great job for those who didn't do it. : (

Well, you probably want more joypoints either way. Here's how! Look for another person. I bet they look fairly happy, right? Why are they happier than you? Because they've got the joypoints you need! The only way to get those joypoints is to steal theirs. How? Take their happiness away. It's easy! Maybe a rumor here, an injury there... but if you want the big points, be creative!
You want to be happy, don't you?

Wishing you happiness,
RECOVERjoy : )

... Not quite what you expected when you signed up. You can't leave, though, you still owe RECOVERjoy 500 joypoints and, well, you came here for a reason.

Comments

[gatto]

[Aaaand he's back to sitting on the bed, silently eyeing this new girl. ...Before breaking out into a grin!]

Eh, looks like we aren't alone, after all!

Terezi. I'm sure we'll all get along real good!

[compliant]

[ What can she say to that? Nothing but an earnest, timid: ]

I'm not, um. Very good at that.

[compliant]

[ She still recoils a little when he comes close, but does her best to suppress any outward sign. ]

[ Is this like a vampire thing? Tell someone where you live and then they can come in and suck your blood? Except it's inviting, and Kida's a ghost... or something... These are the thoughts Anri gets tangled in for a moment before answering: ]

104.

[compliant]

[ Anri runs her thumb over the phone's surface, once again not hearing his words until a few seconds later. Her hair swishes with the effort of her expression upturning at him and Anri's lips move soundlessly for a few seconds before she nods.

And then, just because he's ashen and angry and a little frightening: ] ...sorry.

[mellowyellow]

They're... real? No crazy animatronic stuff?

[Sorry, he's a bit stuck on this. In fact, he's outrightly staring. Somehow, there is just too thick of a divide between the Headless Rider of Ikebukuro and a lady with actual real furry animal ears. One is a frightening legend come to life and the other is a the first of many gateways into a very specific type of fantasy. He can't quite accept them in the same way.]

[outfoxing]

Devastatingly busy is a decent way of phrasing it, actually, but I think the sort of people who live in Tokyo would be upset by the comparative lack of things to do in any smaller location. [But the mention of a ship has him arching a brow, his head canting slightly to the side.]

Is flying out of the question for you?

[and then a quick wave of the hand.] Ah, well, I'm afraid I don't know anything about Perth, but the place I live isn't exactly rustic! There are more superstitious people in the area than you'd find in a larger town, but all in all, it's very suburban.

[outfoxing]

I do. It's a true shame that those sorts of people don't get the recognition they deserve from most. I'll show gratitude for determination when I can, but I'm only one person.

1/2

[outfoxing]

[A short beat of silence, and then he raises one hand to put a single finger to that blank wall.]

There are innumerable reasons for a person to take up this kind of offer, don't you think? I wouldn't say it's entirely out of the question for someone with that kind of talent to find their way to impossible places.

[outfoxing]

[and then he gives the wall an enthusiastic pat, like it's done an excellent job at being eye-searing but not horrendously dull.]

White would be much worse! That's the color of choice at the place I work, so the orange will be a nice break for a little while.

[noisy]

[ oh my goodness gracious golly gosh, what a rowdy individual.

but anyway, Joshua's learned enough: Shizuo and Marx are both either particularly imaginative or particularly special, and Shouichi's just suspect because he's so boring compared to the other two... though if the dual degrees are true, that'd just make him suspiciously smart.

... so... ]

Well we've covered our basics... names and such. [ and yeah, he's speaking in calm, modulated tones even as Marx is causing a ruckus in the background. ] But if you're so inclined, do feel free to share your age, your blood type, and any hobbies that you're particularly fond of.

[speckled]

[ he continued to stare at elliot. he wasn't going to believe this so easily. elliot was dead, he saw it happen. he heard his last words from vincent and there was no way he could be brought back.

and hearing his name being said. no. ] Stop.

[ that's all he could say. he repeated it a few times over, staring at the ground. Stop, stop, stop.

he's had enough already. and it was obvious. ] Who the hell are you?!

[speckled]

Impatient can be a term for it. [ he'll give his own smile. there's hardly anything that can jostle poor leo anymore. impatient, who knows. desperate? yes. ]

And then there are people who don't expect a blow to begin with. There are multiple attempts for the element of surprise. I don't need a lesson from you. My apologies.

[speckled]

[ oh optimism. ]

Oh? [ he's staring at her now. you could call him somewhat curious. ]

What makes you say that?

[guielliotine]

_{[The sudden outburst left Elliot dumbfounded for a moment before he found his voice, shouting back.]}

Who the Hell am I?! What kind of idiotic question is that?! I'm Elliot Nightray!

_{[If he could've ripped the swing from its chains he would've, if only to throw something at Leo's face.]}

What's wrong with you?! _{[And more importantly, as Elliot took a breath and stopped seeing red, he noticed something striking, if not downright shocking.]}

...Where are your glasses?

LMFAODSF TAKE YOUR TEN POINTS even if nothing looks wrong

[noisy]

Look what happened, indeed!

[ it's a little funny (sad) how easy he takes the news. after all, as Sanae had said on the day, he had felt a little down, and seeing the little group gathered at Hachiko had made him feel a little bit like...

... well... not like it really matters anymore. this Neku had none of that. this Neku had wanted, first and foremost, to win.

if Neku's crying affects him, then Joshua doesn't show it on his face. he simply tucks his fingers into the boy's grip, pulling the white-knuckled hold apart, calmly, slowly, like there's no hurry at all to pull this Neku apart by the seams. ]

Don't be so hard on yourself, dear. If I was in your position, I'd shoot me, too.

[ the saddest part is how true that statement is. ] ... Then again, it's probably because I don't trust myself...

1/2

[noisy]

[ horrible roommates is pretty much what he's banking on... ] Oh, when you have people involved? What kind of setback wouldn't you encounter?

It's a good thing I'm such a people person, or else I'd start worrying I wouldn't be able to get along with anyone here.

[mellowyellow]

[Oh, Anri. If only he knew her thoughts. She really is adorable.]

Well, if your roomies ever give you trouble, just call me, 'kay? [He waves the new smart phone through the air a bit before dropping it into his back pocket.] I'll make like lightning and scatter them.

[noisy]

[ punctuated with a laugh. ]

So if you're not investing in some security, what's your plan in the grand scheme of things? Fleeing? Meat shields?

[noisy]

Yes, and I'm hiring lackeys.

[ KEEPING. THE. STRAIGHTEST. FACE. ]

What do you charge as your hourly rate?

what honor

[noisy]

[ your toe socks are going to meet with an unfortunate accident and you'll only have yourself to blame ]

If you must have one, then do without the other.

[ EITHER THE SOCKS OR THE SANDALS... preferably the socks ]

[noisy]

[ rude HE'S NOT SOME BARBIE, what has Daisukenojo been telling you???

but, ah, that's rather odd, isn't it? for her to pin him with a name so quickly. she's always been pretty perceptive -- during the game, too, but to this extent... he only has to wonder what kind of misadventure she must've had to be here playing a game like this.

not to mention, he'll have to keep his reputation in check around here, if even she's able to identify him so quickly. nevertheless-- ]

Do you need a push? [ as if to provide an example, he begins swaying on the horse he's perched upon. ]

Sometimes it helps to get things started.

[speckled]

[ leo didn't give a response. instead he'll grab the seat of the swing and step aside before throwing it the best he could while it was still hanging by it's chain.

he'll make sure not to get smacked by the recoil though. he isn't that stupid. but his expression isn't letting up. he still isn't buying any of this.

an imposter-- the worst thing he could ever have here. he's planning to take care of it one way or another. ]

[noisy]

[ haha (or is it hee hee?). but alright, Kida, it's not like he's paying any attention.

because he's still perusing the racks, throwing several pieces behind him and probably onto Kida's head as he goes along.

... considering how sacred fashion can be back home, this might just be on purpose... not that anyone would really know. ]

Go figure! But who's holding the remote, kind stranger?

[noisy]

[ gurl, although the pastels match your complexion wonderfully, the skirts have gotta go ] And for good reason. But we'll have that fixed up, don't you worry.

[ is he kidding?

no

... well, uh, hope Sakura doesn't mind getting random articles of clothing held up in front of her, and also getting examined like she's the expiration date on the back of a milk carton... ]

It'd be one thing if that's vintage, but it's not quite the right age. And is that... acrylic?

[guielliotine]

_{[Unfortunately for Elliot he didn't manage to dodge the swing, the seat of it smacking him directly in the face. Holding his nose, Elliot pushed the swing out of the way, grabbing Leo's collar before shoving him down onto the ground.]}

WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM LEO?!

_{[Elliot's fist met with Leo's face. At least there wasn't any worry about breaking glasses anymore.]}