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overjoylogs2012-08-10 08:54 pm
enjoyers) wrote in overjoylogs2012-08-10 08:54 pm
Entry tags:
- ! open,
- alto saotome,
- anri sonohara,
- belphegor,
- bitou "rhyme" raimu,
- blanche (snow white),
- buntarou yotsuya,
- claudia donovan,
- elijah elkwood,
- joshua kiryu,
- karkat vantas,
- kumagawa misogi,
- kyouko sakura,
- latvia,
- lithuania,
- mammon,
- marx,
- mary,
- masaomi kida,
- meredith elkwood,
- ranka lee,
- rin,
- sakura matou,
- shizuo heiwajima,
- shouichi irie,
- tadanobu kudou,
- tomoko oashi,
- tsurubami kamome,
- vriska serket,
- yagyuu hiroshi
OPENING LOG.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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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]
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[ but what was that, he can't even ] Wow, you go for blood don't you, Shizuo.
But considering how personable you're quickly turning out to be, I couldn't possibly believe the first one to be true.
[ either he's laying it on thick, or he's taking mockery by the tail and slapping Shizuo across the face with it. at this point, it's hard to tell. ] I suppose I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, and place my bet on the second.
You look like you could've been bitten by a few radioactive insects at one point in your life.
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[But really, a part of him might want to punch you a bit, Joshua. It's not much of anything compared to how easily he reacted to things, but that hasn't happened at all so far.]
You're both right, actually...
[Taking the sunglasses off to pocket before searching for cigarettes. Still in the same pocket? We'll see!]
Seemed too troublesome to come up with fake things that didn't happen. Who's turn is it now?
[WAY TO MISS THE POINT OF JOSHUA'S GAME, SHIZUO.]
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I am not human, I tricked the Sun and the Moon to fight, and I hate this game.
[So much for two truths and a lie when all of them are fact. Still, Marx doesn't want to reveal too much of himself or his past, not when it involves nearly killing someone while attempting to take over your home planet. Hopefully neither of his roommates will ask a lot of questions, because they won't likely get an answer if they do]
(skipping questions this round for the sake of jumping in. will play next round.)
while he didn't jump for joy at the prospect of social interaction, given the situation, he ought to at least say hello. ]
Oh, uh. Sorry... [ he manages a small wave before adjusting his glasses. ]
okok!! also 1/2
[ ALL OF YOU LOSERS ARE PLAYING THIS GAME WRONG!!!
not that he can really tell with Marx yet, but... well, Glasses over there is busy painting the perfect picture of what a NEET's life looks like, and apparently Bartender scales up buildings and holds a job as easily as he might hold water with a closed fist.
and given the facts getting passed around, Joshua can't exactly tell if they're all just really good liars or if they're just being boring on purpose.
but first he turns to Shouichi, laughs, and waves the comment off, at least pretending that everything's good in the hood and all of the answers they're getting aren't FUBAR. ]
Oh, no need to apologize, stranger! I understand that singlehandedly destroying a phone takes both focus and single-minded dedication.
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hmmmm....
... yeah, he's starting to figure his roomies aren't exactly your average group of "normals." ]
Gosh, it's hard to tell if you're all just really good liars or just really terrible ones.
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Actually fight, or's that another way of saying you started an eclipse...?
[Nope, not actually questioning any of it. Yet once again, something about what... ah, that other guy said, or how he says it, was starting to actually irritate him. [Enough to officially get Joshua 10 points for Minor - Emotional] Normally it'd lead to a bigger reaction, like just punching the guy. Right now he just has the feeling of wanting to punch him, though. Strange, but it didn't change that there was something saying that this was a pretty unlikeable person.]
Coming up with lies for no reason felt annoying. Why not just tell the truth if you could?
[Yes, Joshua. This person is the worst at your game. Or is he really the best???
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Nope, an eclipse didn't happen at all. It was an actual fight, more like pushing each other around to take their place in the sky.
[As trange as it may sound, it was his first step in conquering Popstar. If only that mettlesome pink ball didn't screw it up by beating him to a pulp.
But that's in the past and the present is now. It's time to focus a little more attention on the 4th roomie in the room]
Hey hey hey, it's your turn now!
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[ lying was something he was actually fairly proficient at. it was coming up with the lies that seemed to be difficult. ]
Uh... I'm narcoleptic; I have dual bachelors degrees in Electrical Engineering and Engineering Physics and, uh. Play the cello.
[ WOW those were lame. but the more boring he appeared the better, really. no one really needed to know about mafia shenanigans and time travel. or latent desires to be a rock star, for that matter. ]
My name is Irie, by the way.
Shouichi.
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also...
why isn't anyone bothered by the fact that Marx made the sun and the moon fight? not that it's that big... of a deal to him, but... if he's not human either, shouldn't that earn a little interest? sadly enough, it's more or less the lack of reaction from the other members of their party that's affecting him more than anything else. too bad he's not the kind of person to show it on his face. ]
To be fair, the truth isn't always so... lively for the rest of us.
Alas, perhaps we should count our blessings. Marx is a terrible liar, and Shizuo... well, you're just a chip off the honesty block.
How swell.
[ ...
Shouichi, at least try DON'T FOLLOW THE REST OF THE GROUP THEY'RE ALL TERRIBLE. ]
...Irie, you're not about to fall asleep on us, are you? I'm sure they have a pill for that, if so.
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Never mind people shouldn't be seriously considering it.He almost missed what... what the guy with the glasses said. He couldn't really tell which was the truth, or if any were lies. It didn't seem like any of it needed to be doubted.]Never really got to pick up an instrument, myself...
[Ah, but he's a little irritated. Not simply what was said about him; the tone that was being used about and to everyone so far. Well, everyone being those that looked like actual adults. Which is why an irritated look was held towards Joshua.]
You're the type that people usually wanna beat the crap out of, aren't you?
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[he falls back first on his bed, laughing at the possible truth of Shouichi having narcrolepsy. The many pranks he can use on such an easy target will surely help him rack up on joypoints.[
Ha ha ha ha haaaa... I'm bored. Are we friends now?
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his suspicion is only marked further at his next response, and he flashes raised-eyebrow looks of unease to both joshua and shizuo.
also, you're all wrong.
but for the record, he barely sleeps and plays the guitar. ] It wasn't. Though I apologize for not paying much attention earlier.
[ there's obvious tension in the room and shouichi wonders how long it might take before someone throws a punch. or a chair. ]
Perhaps this game doesn't suit the current circumstances...
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which means you're not getting a response.
but thanks, Shouichi, this totally means he can give zip about himself now. so he laughs, crossing his legs and propping his arm on his knee, resting his chin against his knuckles. ]
Agreed. [ ... pretend, for a moment, it wasn't Joshua's wise idea to play the game in the first place. ] But what would you folks propose we do?
Should we all link arms and sing 'Kumbaya'?
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This is nothing to be proud of.There's a bit of an incredulous look at Marx, given what he thought was funny. Him and the pale-haired kid were just plain suspicious. All he could respond to with Marx's question was muttering;]How would that make us friends...
[While he doesn't mind a change in 'activities,' he didn't want the kid to make the choice again. Or even have his sarcastic suggestion be taken seriously.]
I'll pass if that's the case.
[Nope, pushing it back towards the other guy. Just... someone not the one he feels like he should want to punch.]
You got a better idea then?
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But wait, what was that? Was Shizuo trying to say something? He honestly couldn't hear what was said, so he decided to make that problem known.]
I can't heeeaaarrr you, Shizuooooo! Speak louder!
[He says this while back in a sitting position, a hand cupping an ear while he leans forward to his direction for better hearing]
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at least two out of three of these people were rubbing him the wrong way. wincing and recoiling, he scowls. ]
Ugh, well. Th-this obviously isn't working, I -- [ he adjusts his glasses, briefly covering his eyes. ] S-so loud...
I-I'm in agreement with uh, H-Heiwajima-san... was it?
If it's necessary, I-I think normal introductions would suffice.
[ but he wasn't sure if he really wanted to know. ]
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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.
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Ah, yeah.
[Confirming, he went back to feeling around for cigarettes. Ah, the guy he sorta wants to beat up really wants to know particular things. Is it normal to want to know blood types and hobbies?]
You should start, if you really want to know those things if no one wants to do it first.
[Mister shady.]
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HEY HEY HEY, I SAID I COULDN'T HEAR YOU! SPEAK LOUDER!
(-10 points Minor Emotional)
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Bloodtypes? Th-that's a little intrusive, don't you think? [ unless of course, there was sarcasm that had gone undetected. people like this uh, joshua guy seemed to come equipped with a constantly amused pokerface. ]
I agree. If you're so intent on this, th-then perhaps you should lead.
1/2
... and not to instigate, per se, but... -- okay, totally to instigate. he addresses Marx with a casual shrug, brow raising in albeit faint amusement. ] A little louder if you would, dear. I don't think the nice people two floors up could hear you.
[ and please lose your voice while you're at it. ]
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It's just a game, after all. [ he gestures thoughtlessly at the air, pushing his hair back with the same motion. ] So if you're afraid that I'm the type to pass this information off to the blood bank, then put those fears to rest! I'm more trustworthy than that.
... Unrelated, of course, but are any of you designated donors?
[ ... so maybe making your roommates suspicious of you is not the way to do this, but. eh. ]
Here -- I'm 15 years old, a blood type AB, and my turn-ons include gazing at the stars and taking naps in the shade.
Satisfied?
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It seems Shizuo has already forgotten Marx's name. Whoops.It wasn't loud for a reason, and now he was yelling.]Tch. It wasn't towards you.
[Maybe that'll get the guy to let the matter go. Really, only the one with glasses seemed to be normal enough to not be annoyed with. Marx (though the name was forgotten) was loud and said weird things, though he wouldn't discount any of it as impossible. The 15 year old was definitely most suspicious of the group, in a way that sort of reminded him of something unpleasant. Especially... (past the donor talk)]
Why 'turn-ons'...?
[No, seriously. Wut. You're fifteen, boy.]
Ah, I guess it's my turn. Tch... 24, type O and I like to relax in the sun during my time off.
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