olive garden

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🎈GET YOUR ASSES TO OLIVE GARDEN🎈

Sometime in the morning on Sunday, there are little notes that have been slipped under everyone's doors. Written in markers reads the following:

Let's celebrate getting Knuckles back at Olive Garden tonight at 6pm!!!!
Also I'm bored
-Percy

…Yeah………but hey, at least these notes will be customized! Each note has two characters, but, uh, these might not be accurate to who's actually in the room. He doesn't know who everyone's roommates are, so he's just hoping for the best I guess. (Someone's note includes the new guy, More. Shizuka is also on one of these as a pink dolphin with glasses.)

Anyway, the Olive Garden seems to have some balloons floating around. With the current state of the residents, nobody seems to care! There are also chefs in the kitchen who will make whatever you ask, but pushing them around enough will get them to leave the kitchen to anyone who wants to make something. (Thank you Redd.) Drinks are available for everyone, alcohol and regular soft drinks alike, and really? The world is your oyster. … Olive? You get the drill.

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[lavenfallen]

[ More sentences that'll instantly age him: ] Fair enough. I honestly forget how many of you are kids.

[divinevoid]

...That is one capability that I do not have.

[ They try to imagine what they could do if they did have such an ability. Not even the other Divine Keys can instill foresight... ]

But, do trust me when I say it would be rather convenient. Instead, I shall have to settle for simply being able to anticipate the moves of my enemies with my superior thought!

[ That sounds rather egotistical, but they don't think it impossible- ]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

I like shades of red. I'm a little off red itself, you know, 'cause of everything, but maroon's just comfortable.

[ she's fully forgotten the implications. she's gonna have a surprise bird on her desk. ]

[saltofthesea]

So not a cat person.

[ Whne his family works in a very customer-facing industry and they still have the room to decide to feed strays (even if it is at least partially out of a certain contractual obligation). ]

[holeful]

Ah, like ultra instinct.

[Fukuda what the fuck are you talking about.]

Well, I can respect that, I'd like to think all of my knowledge is just as useful as those with physical strength.

[ungratefuloz]

[Dorothy listens with rapt attention, like she's so many decades younger listening to some sort of wonderful story she's being told...it's...]

It certainly sounds like all of you knew how to celebrate. [Dorothy sounds fond when she says it.] I can certainly imagine it, too; a long table with every food you can imagine, the laughter of everyone you know picking what they want, eating drinking and being merry...

It sounds like a beautiful time.

[toybombs]

...?

Why do you say that?

[You sound like you have a personal vendetta or something...]

[ungratefuloz]

[...]

Ah, I must be bringing the mood down of this place by talking in such a manner...do allow me to apologize. The Ark unfortunately is quite set in their ways.

[Let her grab some of her own pasta just to kind of eat and fill the air a bit. What's a good distraction...]

Are you quite enjoying the festivities here, at least? You seemed rather deep in thought when I found you.

[is2g]

[ after what happened after wk3's event, i'm hoping it'll go over especially well. ]

That's not a bad reason to like the color; I'd say that red's a pretty decent color. Stands out.

[ memorable. ]

[is2g]

[ tragically he's talking to wolfwood who is not the ideal candidate to have this discussion with. ]

Probably more of the first than rocket ships. Rocket ships can't exactly go that far 'nd who knows how far I am from Earth.

[noirge]

[ High five though... ]

Yeah. In time, you can get used to things that make you sick, too.

[ YVES NO. ]

[divinevoid]

Hmm? Ultra instinct?

[ It sounds a little different from what they're thinking of naturally, so... ]

Oh? Do you now? Is it because you consider yourself quite learned? Or is it just due to your experiences?

[akademise]

[ Hey now, that religious comment is raising a lot of alarm bells but More doesn't want to be judgemental... ]

And the role you fill is decided from birth? Is it selected for you or based on inborn qualities that occur naturally?

[akademise]

[ Well. That's just depressing. ]

And you had no hope of this changing?

[akademise]

[ This hideout is going to be very interesting looking when all are done with it....... ]

I believe I saw some white wall remaining, here and there. So I'll look forward to your work.

[crosswired]

As far as how we're created?

[Ah, here he hesitates, staring into his drink.]

It's... complicated.

Most Matoran are as they were made to be. Ta-Matoran, Le-Matoran, Ko-Matoran -- that can't be changed. But if our destiny has a different path for us, however it may come, we can find ourselves made... different.

[One of his palms leaves his glass slightly, eyes tracing it. These long years, and it still looked foreign at times.

...]

Our professions... that depends on where our personal strengths lie. We have apprenticeships, we make our own names in our city to perform our duties. But destiny can find ways to interrupt that, no matter intention.

The Great Spirit guides, and is said to be wiser than all when it comes to our virtues. But... I've found that destiny is something you have to discover for yourself... regardless of what leads you on your path.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[ Part of Ashley wants to keep asking- to pry, really, her curiosity piqued and her appetite whetted.

The rest of her knows Dorothy's right. This isn't the place for such a thing, especially since she's trying to apologize for...well, for the rest of it. Ashley glances back down at her notebook, pulling it a little closer to her. ]

No, it's- I'm just...decompressing, sort of. [ She fiddles with her pencil...and then properly sets it down, pulling the cocktail to her instead. ] I think best when I'm writing, so...I've been keeping notes since I found this.

[ Dorothy will definitely recognize the kind of notebook; it's one of those that was laying around in the ruined space station. ]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[ 😳 ]

Yeah. I just don't want everything to be red, you know? [ ... ] What's yours?

[ised]

It was. Is easy to miss.

[He sure hasn't had anything like that in a loooong time]

So this all is new but also familiar. We should do it as often as possible, because...in the end we is partners. Temporary it is, but we are looking out for each other.

[Maybe it's a bit presumptuous to call everyone 'partners', but, well, it's what everyone here is, in his opinion]

[ised]

Ed will.

[Oh hey, now that he thinks about this stuff...]

People from this city had their own ways to express. Ed is sure he saw...this big shiny bean. Not sure what it is supposed to represent? But it is blinding. If sun hits it just right, it can blind you.

[Nick too is of the opinion the Chicago Bean can melt your skin off if you look at it the wrong way]

[akademise]

I assumed it to be an object of religious worship.

[ Some kind of miracle matter presumed to be shaped this way by the gods, now displayed prominently to show the might of that deity... ]

I didn't realize it was mandmade...

[ Weird bean... ]

[akademise]

[ As More listens, he is careful to keep any and all judgement from his expression. The key to learning about different cultures is to approach them on eye level, without intention to map your own values onto them. More doesn't remember much of his days as a traveler, but the core principle is still ingrained in him.

Still, that last bit gets an approving smile. ]

I am certainly in agreement on that point.

[ And to make it feel less like Vakama is being interrogated, he'll volunteer some explanation of his own: ]

My world is divided into eight major tribes, a hidden and condemned ninth tribe, as well as magical beings. What tribe you are born into harshly affects your life in the future. The tribes often differ quite harshly in their social standing, and many feel that this order is given to us and should be followed as-is.

I cannot agree with such thinking. Regardless of birth, regardless of paths laid by our forebears, I think each person has a right and responsibility to forge their own fate.

[akademise]

[ Though Void Archives is certainly long-winded, More hardly minds. He's listening with careful attention, only drawing his eyes away in between so he can take another sip of his wine and put the glass back down safely.

Even if this were a normal person, More would find something worth listening to in such in-depth self-reflection, but seeing as it is Void Archives... Well, the other's existence is a marvel in and of itself. ]

You say you were created this way 'by accident'. Would the person who made you see your boundless curiosity as a downside to your being, rather than a perfect boon for a researcher?

[ungratefuloz]

[...Ah. Dorothy perks a bit at that, though she doesn't make to look over and see what Ashley is writing in the slightest. But that's...]

Ah. I take it you're not used to big events like these, then?

[No smugness or anything; just a genuine curiosity.]

I suppose I can understand that. Is it like something of a diary for you, I assume, or...?

[divinevoid]

[ They let out a chuckle or two upon hearing this, even if it is humorless. ]

You are exactly correct, More.

You see, she thought that by creating something that she couldn't control, she was creating an entity that was doomed to turn into an enemy of her world's civilization.

[ Funny, isn't it?

They aren't entirely sure if they are going to question that aspect of her concerns as of yet. But, it isn't like they agree as of yet, either. They feel dimly aware that, perhaps, they're at a crossroads of some sort. But, that doesn't exactly sound exactly...right, per say. It's a tough topic for them to consider. ]