OPENING LOG.

[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]

[He pauses, just a fraction of a second, perfectly still as he looks down at him with a frown.

--Then he's instantly back into motion, moving in closer to the swing.] I told you. You've just gotta talk to people! Like how you're talking to me, y'know?

And don't tell people they're annoying when you do!

[adieuche]

[Never let it be said a gentleman doesn't stop to help a lady in distress, even ones dressed in clothes straight out of some renaissance fair. Yagyuu turns at the tap on his shoulder with a polite smile; if helping someone on the way to his destination allows him to accomplish this first task more quickly, then all the better. He doesn't intend to waste time.]

It's no trouble. Where were you going?

[bound]

[ .. Oh.

Meredith doesn't quite jump and as soon as he turns around to see Elijah well- it sure is a relief. ]

Elijah! [ 'They'- oh the phone. He gives it another once over before putting it back into his pocket. ]

It.. is certainly different around here. [ What did he even have to think of it? Were they in a different time, or space? Both? ]

[minus]

『Oh no! Don't you know that violence isn't the answer!』

( says the teen with a frightful habit of turning up without warning, and standing right behind someone just like he's standing right behind this guy at the weapon's shop. )

『But that's a lie! In some situations it is, particularly when you hear all that ruckus from other rooms. Makes a guy worry about his personal safety.』

[sockswithsandals]

[Not yet he isn't!! No, alright, he won't whip out knives, but his eyes are too big for his face and sometimes he gives off the impression of having too many teeth.

Currently, though, he is boggling senselessly at this other guy. Who is this, why are there more people in here? This is terrible. He frowns sharply, although that's probably easy to misinterpret as residual Bel-is-insane feelings.]

I might have noticed.

I MEANT TO SAY MONEY NOT POINTS FML...sob

[guielliotine]

Yeah, money. You buy food with it.

We can't just steal it. That's wrong.

[heyheyhey]

[The laughter subsided once Marx got the hint that his antics weren't in fact funny at all. He sat up from his position on the ground and began to pout]

Aw, you're no fun.

[varmint]

- How about that! Our motives are nearly exactly alike! [He's suddenly very animated, bracing his arms as if something were about to drop on them. He finds something about this TERRIBLY welcoming, if not something to almost gush about...luckily he isn't.] Yes, it's very curious!

Haha, it's a peculiar thing, but I'm starting to feel so much better about this residential welcoming, don't you?

OUTSIDE THE ABILITIES SHOP

[minus]

( With his nose pressed right to the glass, in fact.

He's clearly looking for something in particular, presumably -- by the way his eyes narrow -- something that belongs to him. It's not a secret that some of them came with abilities that surpassed "normal" human potential, and the scrawny Minus is one of those abnormal sorts. He's gauging how badly he needs any one of his lost abilities back, by the looks of it, and as he settles back on his heels, counting something off with his fingertips...

It's clear he aims to get it back. )

[guielliotine]

_{[It's time to push the little girl on the swing then and he does just that, pulling her back a bit (not too much mind you) before letting go, letting gravity do its job.]}

[guielliotine]

If they irritate me I'm going to tell them that.

_{[Stubborn...]}

Let's assume we all said money........>_>

[pneumonia]

Well then get money!! Shiro wants a parfait, chocolate, cake, cookies, and more!

[ushishishi]

[If Bel makes any indication that he notices the slight change in Yagyuu's expression, it's hidden. Instead, he merely grins wider to make up for it.]

'shishi! For the time being. There can only be one winner, you know?

A prince wouldn't take second place so easily.

[ushishishi]

[Just to tick him off further, Bel bounces up and down on the bed a few times.]

'shishi! Make me~

[Yep. Mentally 8.]

Yes...;w;

[guielliotine]

You can't just 'get' money. It doesn't grow on trees.

[cleaves]

[...?]

Why are you staring like that? Is there something on my face? Is there?

[Her hand moves to her cheek, searching for some strange, alien object that might that sort of warrant staring. The realization that she's sharing a room with guys hasn't quite clicked yet.]

[guielliotine]

_{[Oh shit he was staring, wasn't he?! Flustered the young noble shook his head, inwardly kicking himself. Starting was rude. He knew that much.]}

Ah no, there isn't. My...apologies I just didn't think that a lady would have to share a room with men. It doesn't seem proper to me at all.

[pneumonia]

Oh. What should we do?

( she thinks then goes to him, walks in back of him and tries to get on. )

USES THIS ICON ...

[varmint]

[Elijah nods....and if you squint real close you can start to see him sort of. Tremble.]

Very different, of course....Meredith...

[and then he reaches and GRABS MEREDITH IN A HUG. A weird side hug, like he aimed wrong or something. Meredith should feel IMMENSELY lucky there is no one around them jesus christ.] Were you scared?! I bet you were! And we're not roomed in together! HOW COULD THEY.

Don't be afraid, Meredith!! [WE'LL FACE THIS BRAVE NEW WORLD TOGETHER.] It'll be alright!

[partnered]

[ Okay, since it's obvious he has to take this making friends business more seriously -- ]

... I don't think that's how you're supposed to window shop. [ He's a friend-making pro, this one. ] Just so you know.

[minus]

『That's a shitty expression on your face! We're here to be happy, not miserable! I suspect you've missed the point, mister!』

( have an obnoxious creepycreepycreepy teen all up in your face. what is "i need time to acclimate to my surroundings"? )

APARTMENT LOBBY

[sockswithsandals]

[When you enter the lobby, it is empty. Deserted. Like, boy, is it uncomfortably quiet or what. The only thing that might catch your eye as being out of the ordinary, for, you know, an apartment building's lobby, is the presence of a piece of paper taped to the wall in the far corner.

Look at it. Isn't it inviting? Isn't your curiosity piqued? Should you choose to approach, you will find that there is something written on it -- several somethings, actually, but almost all of them dissolve into unreadable scrawls before anything of meaning can be got out of it. The only visible line is chickenscratched in real small, so you might have to lean in close to read:

HELLO WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE FRIENDS

--and then, once you've read that, some guy who definitely was not there a second ago is going to put his hand on your shoulder from behind HELLO STRANGER

FANCY MEETING YOU HERE hope you like being stared at unblinkingly.]

[partnered]

Probably because I'm not here to entertain you.

[ Folding his arms across his chest with a huff. ]

[heyheyhey]

[With his hands now free, Marx went into thinking mode with one hand resting under his chin and the other on top of his balancing knees. He made a loud 'hmmmm' while staring at Shizuo, deciding which one's the truth and the others a lie]

I know! The third part's the truth and the rest are lies.

[Marx doesn't really know for sure or care either way. He just wants some info that can be used against his roomies in the future. So far, Shizuo isn't saying anything worthwhile, but maybe Joshua will. Only time will tell in this little game]

[adieuche]

[He doesn't let his polite smile so much as wobble even in the face of Yotsuya's staring, even though he dearly wants to. There are more important matters than dwelling on his misfortune in acquiring terrible roommates, though - the business of playing this game.]

I'm Yagyuu Hiroshi. As it seems we're going to be roommates, why don't we also be... friends. [The slight pause before he says the word is deliberate; he means something closer to mutual allies against their other, knife-wielding acquaintance.] We do need to start gathering points, after all.