EVENT: ~*~Heat Wave~*~

[trainmasters]

Who: Heroes! Old ones, new ones...!
When: Day 42, afternoon
Where: Around the train

[ Good news, everyone! Those pesky cicadas are gone at last! You might have even had a chance to relax, except....

Except for the heat wave.

It's like the worst parts of the last dregs of summer come to torture you with excrutiating heat. It's heat so bad you could swear that you've started melting yourself the second you step outside. It's terrible. At least with the cold you can add more layers on, how are you supposed to deal with heat?? You can't just walk around naked??

(That's not a suggestion.)

Here's the thing about the heat, though: It's bad enough that it's causing mirages-- mirages of people you may even recognize, people who are lost in the dark. People who will try to lead you into danger, people who don't want what's best for you after all....

That aside, you may or may not have noticed that there's some new teammates on the train! The notification appears cheerfully on everyone's Chains:

WELCOME NEW HEROES

And you may find yourself wearing a label you can't seem to remove until you've spoken to at least one other person: "Hi, I'm ______! Talk to me about ______!"

There's a mischievous giggle in the wind that you may recognize as the same one that ran the plants and secrets game. ]

[[ NOTES: You're welcome to make team posts if you like, or intro directly into this mingle if you haven't already. Until next month's placements, the heat wave will persist. Characters stand the risk of seeing castmates not in the game until that point, mirages from the heat. Enjoy! ]]

Comments

[bad_crowmance]

[ Then why don't most androids have that? He's not going to bother asking. ]

My mistake! It's always important to learn new things.

[voreaciously]

This entire time...

[She's just going to flick him in the forehead.]

Yes, it is!

[bad_crowmance]

Hey! In my defense, there was plenty of reason to think that!

[voreaciously]

Your defense is overruled.

[bad_crowmance]

Are you seriously telling me you can't see why I'd think that?

[voreaciously]

Yes! Because I explicitly told you my function and at no point did I mention healing of the tantric variety.

[you know what she's going to pull his face.

Sunset is still having a ball.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow is not helping his case by laughing at the expression on her face. ]

[voreaciously]

Stop that, this instant!

[bad_crowmance]

[ Did you mean: Laugh harder? ]

[voreaciously]

I will not give you oral pleasure for a week.

[if THAT IS HOW HE WANTS TO PLAY!!!]

[bad_crowmance]

[ That does, in fact, successfully get him to stop laughing. He's still smiling though. ]

Alright alright, look. I'm sorry okay?

[voreaciously]

I accept.

[honestly shes likes blowing him a lot that would have sucked (hahah, sucked) BUT SHE WOULD HAVE DONE IT.

Meanwhile, Sunset is just rolling all over Crow that's okay right. he doesn't smell enough like her and she needs to fix that]

She seems to like you.

[bad_crowmance]

That's because she's a cat of excellent taste.

[ He grins at the kitten. ]

Aren't you? Of course you are.

[voreaciously]

Hmm.

[she hums airily as she continues to knit

that's debatable maybe, but she hasn't said so.

sunset is a young lady of very discerning taste: she will go where there are toys and people to give them, but she is still having a lot of fun with crow and she mews happily in between playful growls.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ He knows it's true and he knows 80H knows it's true: Liking Crow is an indicator of the highest quality of taste and discernment.

He's not interested in clarifying any further, instead continuing to play with Sunset as she mews and growls and plays. ]

[voreaciously]

[yeah, she knows that crow knows that she knows but that's no fun to admit! because she's a shit sometimes.

she doesn't look up from her knitting, quite content with this atmosphere actually.]

Is there anything you cannot do, I wonder...?

[bad_crowmance]

Sing soprano.

[ He says it without missing a beat. ]

[voreaciously]

[Her lips twitch upward very, very briefly.]

Oh? Do you sing?

[bad_crowmance]

Not often and definitely not professionally. But I've done it before.

[voreaciously]

Interesting. [She says because it is, but this will quickly become a fraught topic if she does not steer it properly.]

Fond of music, then?

[bad_crowmance]

I think it's fun. Doesn't everyone?

[voreaciously]

Some people think it useless frivolity.

[bad_crowmance]

Then those people are idiots.

[ He says it dismissively. ]

[voreaciously]

I suppose it is...worthwhile to disagree with them, yes.

[basically same, but she is being much more polite about it.]/small>

[bad_crowmance]

You know, you don't have to be so polite about it.