It...seemed like a good idea at the time.

[splinterself]

[So after getting the "Where is this, who are you, what is going on?" out of his system, Dirk Strider was purposefully and boldly exploring Mac Anu and was...kind of bemused by the fact that the city wasn't done up in purple and black.

...just saying.

He had ended up at the harbor and there he paused in his wan- purposeful exploring, as...you know what's incredibly distracting? Actually only having one self (at least for the time being) that he was aware of. Also the clothes. Also the fact that he still had no idea what the hell was going on, and, more importantly, what was happening with Roxy.

There was a certain irony in him spacing out just as badly as he did when he had multiple selves to juggle, one which was lost on the guy as he was spacing out, brooding.]

...

[Yeah, this was getting him nowhere. (And shit, the lack of purple really was throwing him off.) That was when he shook his head slightly, turned to the nearest person, and said:]

Hey.

[So verbose.]

Comments

[splinterself]

[He made a noise. It may be amused.]

Alright. [Pulls out his Relic, goes through the formalities. You know the drill, and it shall pierce the heavens.] Here.




[Okay, so he's curious to see how he looks with bunny ears on. Gonna equip those while he's at it. (And I can't believe I have a semi-appropriate icon. Even if it's all wrong, there's still ears on his head.)]

[deniability]

[ She laughs, because come on, but they do look charming. she's one of the ears item's few fans in Mac Anu, it seems, so it's pleasant to find another. ]

How dashing.

[splinterself]

[He tugs almost thoughtfully upon one of the ears.] Fuck yes. Rabbit ears: the headgear of choice for all destroyers of souls. Shit, better watch out, when I'm through the entire game will fear my lapine ears of doom.

[deniability]

A rabbit-eared Player Killer would be quite the sight...

[splinterself]

Sure. It sounds like a good show. Does that sort of thing happen around here often? [And he...leaves the rabbit ears on for now, why not. They definitely beat fairy wings.]

[deniability]

Hmm, well. I suppose not. How tedious.

[splinterself]

[. . .

Actually, sounds legit as reactions go.]

Man, Hitei, look at it this way: at least there ain't low level guys wasting your time with surprise ambushes here. That happened at my place all the damn time.

[deniability]

Ah, really? But it would be interesting, all the same.

WTF phone, you spazzy fuck, WTF.

[splinterself]

Yeah, you say that now, but imagine: it's been a long day and it's gonna be a longer night, and all you want to do is chill for a bit. Suddenly a guy challenges you to a fight and won't back off no matter how hard you try to shoosh his ass and suddenly you're pity fighting the guy just to get on with your life. Gets damned old.

Though I had a big fight ahead of me when I ended up her, actually.

[deniability]

I deny fighting anybody out of pity-- are you going to tell me more about this big fight? [ plz. ]

[splinterself]

Yeah, well, I made the guy so I guess I feel responsible...he's like an over eager puppy.

Not much to the fight. Have you heard of the Batterwitch?

[deniability]

[ she knows THAT feel, bro ] I have not.

[splinterself]

The Imperial Condesce. Basically an evil space troll who took over my planet - long story. I just pissed her off and she sent a bunch of drones to my apartment in retaliation. That's when I ended up here.

[deniability]

[ More and more familiar. ] I have a similar enemy-- Ah! Pardon. 'Had'. How did your fight end?

[splinterself]

I wish I knew. I ended up here before I even started. I've been kind of wondering if I'll even have an apartment to return to. [This bothers him on quite a few levels, most of which pertain to things involving AIs. He's got a responsibility, dude. Plus, dude, Roxy. Jane. Did he just abandon them?

So main irons in the fire and he's out somewhere else.]