voidshift | [superhell pcs] date

[hewwo date. rynlan is here at the bar, chilling, with a drink in hand; it's regular beer, though, he hasn't gotten adventurous just yet.]

Now this is a place I could get used to.

[ they can be back in the classy bar on memory island for the tolerable beer and other options. date is clearly not drunk enough after that debate session, and already has a beer in front of him -- but he's also having a stare down with a fruity little cocktail perched next to it.

which is impressive, given that the cocktail doesn't have eyes. ]

...

[hello... ryn is around, somewhere, just sort of hanging out; he's still going with the hoodie & skirt fashion, it seems like, settled in on the ground and vibing.

he gives him a nod on spotting him, though.]

Well. Another week down, I suppose.

[ he’s absolutely in the new bar. this strange little borrower bar. he’s perched on a dandelion seat, staring at a selection of drinks in front of him. ]

… So. What do you think’s wrong with these guys?

[ starting out strong for the week. ]

[ wakes up and yells at my need to sleep ]

Hey. Did you get your leg seen to?

[hello. he's on the fucking floor somewhere, sitting there, because he is exhausted and done standing.]

...wish I could say I'm surprised, but.

[ ice cream parlour! with 31 flavours.

most of which date isn't trying, but he has a couple of them in front of him in little cups. because when in hell, you eat ice cream. apparently. ]

Hey.

[ rynlan will get a little wave when he spots him. ] How's the leg? You need to sit down?

[ to the home biome. date's actually already in there -- and the setting has shifted to fit... well. whatever he apparently needed when he walked in.

a small and dimly lit bar, ironically. he's already sat at the counter, frowning at a drink in front of him that sadly doesn't appear to be something he can interact with. it's just a sort of visual addition to the scene. ]

Hey.

[ screaming continues. only silently with his mouth closed.

he's actually over by the forest biome, like if he stares through the glass hard enough he'll see who was on the other side of this glass on murder night. ]

[ he's at the dock, on animal island! legs danging in the lava, burning them into nothing and slowly killing him as he screams in pai--

no he's cross legged, watching the lava roll like waves as if he was just casually at the beach watching the ocean. ]

[ on mondays we try to climb the frozen hellhole mountain and suffer. date doesn't even have ski gear, he just went for a walk and found himself face to face with an incline.

rynlan, from wherever he is, gets to watch date wobble and fall and sloooowwwlllyyy slide down the snow on his back. amazing. ]

[ rynlan

he's afraid to find out

are you still a one direction stan? ]

[ wow congrats on your own room now, rynlan. ]

Knock knock?

[ wow this room is 90% less stinky now. wow.

anyway. ]

... You doing okay?

[ after, well. what just happened, but also consider: christ what a weekend. ]

[ hey rynlan. date is literally just sprawled on a bench somewhere. probably being stared at by demons. he is no longer pretending that he's not talking to someone when he's talking to aiba now. ]

No, I'm not sure I want to drag myself back to the dorms every evening. But I don't think I can just rock up to a random building and go "hey, mind if I crash here", y'know?

Might as well deal with the bunkbeds a little longer.

w3 monday

w3, wednesday post event

w3, sunday

w4, monday

w4, thursday post cyoa

w4 saturday

w5, monday