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apocalypsehowcomm2022-04-22 01:46 am
bindlestifflost) wrote in apocalypsehowcomm2022-04-22 01:46 am
(Open Log) You gotta know when to hold 'em
Who: George Milton, Nick Valentine, and anybody who shows up
When: April 22, starting around 6 PM until
Where: Apartment A-3
Summary: A night for playing cards, drinking beer or b.y.o.b. if harder, snacks and unwinding. Feel free to thread jack and jump all around, at least in my threads. This is just for some relaxed down time and catching up or introductions in a smaller, casual space.
Warnings: None expected. If your characters get to discussing anything triggery or get up to anything spicy, please CW in your individual threads.
Over the past week or so, hand printed signs drawn in sharpie on plain paper have shown up taped to walls around the apartment complex and on any easily accessible bulletin boards at ADI. A couple of them were also delivered to the flophouse with the request they be displayed somewhere the residents might see them.
They read:
Cards and Beer
Friday April 22 6 PM
Apartment A 3
George and Nick's place
You want more than beer
or chips and popcorn
bring your own.
Extra decks appreciated.
The night of, the door to A 3 is propped open. In addition to the dining table, a couple of card tables and cheap folding chairs are set up for games. Two bowls on the coffee table contain chips and popcorn respectively. There's a cooler on the floor in the kitchen filled with ice and cheap beer.
George or Nick will greet people as they come in and tell them to make themselves at home.
((OOC: Feel free to top level with your own character and make whatever prompts you like. George is generally easy-going, but if he catches anyone stealing, getting too hot and heavy in a bedroom, or otherwise being a general jerk about the apartment or the other guests, he will try to throw the offender out. If you want that kind of thread or want to succeed at something nefarious, let me know so we can work it out.))
When: April 22, starting around 6 PM until
Where: Apartment A-3
Summary: A night for playing cards, drinking beer or b.y.o.b. if harder, snacks and unwinding. Feel free to thread jack and jump all around, at least in my threads. This is just for some relaxed down time and catching up or introductions in a smaller, casual space.
Warnings: None expected. If your characters get to discussing anything triggery or get up to anything spicy, please CW in your individual threads.
Over the past week or so, hand printed signs drawn in sharpie on plain paper have shown up taped to walls around the apartment complex and on any easily accessible bulletin boards at ADI. A couple of them were also delivered to the flophouse with the request they be displayed somewhere the residents might see them.
They read:
Friday April 22 6 PM
Apartment A 3
George and Nick's place
You want more than beer
or chips and popcorn
bring your own.
Extra decks appreciated.
The night of, the door to A 3 is propped open. In addition to the dining table, a couple of card tables and cheap folding chairs are set up for games. Two bowls on the coffee table contain chips and popcorn respectively. There's a cooler on the floor in the kitchen filled with ice and cheap beer.
George or Nick will greet people as they come in and tell them to make themselves at home.
((OOC: Feel free to top level with your own character and make whatever prompts you like. George is generally easy-going, but if he catches anyone stealing, getting too hot and heavy in a bedroom, or otherwise being a general jerk about the apartment or the other guests, he will try to throw the offender out. If you want that kind of thread or want to succeed at something nefarious, let me know so we can work it out.))
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"Aziraphale. Pleasure to meet you." He shakes her offered hand. "Would it be terribly rude to ask what you are, or more... manageably rude?"
Not human, certainly, if currently very modeled on humanity. They could form a club.
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What would be rude would be to ask her age.
Her hand has little weight to it, and her temperature is cooler than that of a human despite the sweatshirt she's wearing.
"I'm an AI. A UNSC smart AI, to be exact."
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"Oh! Isn't that remarkable. I've never met an AI before. Not that I've heard about, at least. Although I'll admit that I've never run in especially technological circles to begin with."
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"Smart AI aren't exactly common outside of research and the military. That said, I'm apparently from over 500 years in the future, so depending on how your own timeline compares to this one, there might not be any AI for you to meet."
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Normally he and Crowley are the only real supernatural disturbances hanging about in a city. Shame.
"So I suppose I'm quite a ways off from meeting anyone of your like. Doubly a pleasure, in that case."
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"I suppose so." Cortana enjoys impressing people, even if it's for such a simple reason.
"It is interesting that so many people seem to be from similar times..."
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"I do wonder about that. It's a bit, oh... concentrated to be purely coincidental, isn't it? Builds questions on top of questions."
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"Maybe there's a preference for people from times and worlds similar to this one? Could be easier to pull them in..." Maybe? All of this stuff is a bit beyond what she ever thought she'd be dealing with: she feels like she's grasping at straws and she hates it. Still, Aziraphale is right that it's unlikely to be coincidental, and her hypothesis might have some merit.