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hey
connor and i were just talking about checking out the hospital
wanna come with us 🙃
[ Victor's obviously going to be tagging along too. ]
connor and i were just talking about checking out the hospital
wanna come with us 🙃
[ Victor's obviously going to be tagging along too. ]
well you're pretty cool
plus strength in numbers and all that
surely one of you will be able to figure this out
i'm not sure
snacks? 🙃 [ Or weapons? Okay, she's just being paranoid. ]
plus strength in numbers and all that
surely one of you will be able to figure this out
i'm not sure
snacks? 🙃 [ Or weapons? Okay, she's just being paranoid. ]
you think they're going to be deep dark hospital halls?
all hospitals are haunted 🙃
but ja, better be prepared
[ She is going in there in full armor. Thankfully they look just like regular clothes. ]
but ja, better be prepared
[ She is going in there in full armor. Thankfully they look just like regular clothes. ]
[The first floor of Quibit house may never have been sleepy (there's a Cybertronian and a talking baby bat on the roster), but there's a new tenant with certain...eccentricities. Sure he keeps things noiseless between ten and six, but any other hour all bets are off.
The ruckus isn't even limited to his own suite.
Coda might be fixing something in the kitchen one evening, or perhaps they're reading at the table. Either way they're present for the sudden ding! of the toaster.
sccchOOOP!
Out pops one Warner Brother, arms splayed like he's expecting applause.]
Helloooooooooooooo Coda!!
The ruckus isn't even limited to his own suite.
Coda might be fixing something in the kitchen one evening, or perhaps they're reading at the table. Either way they're present for the sudden ding! of the toaster.
sccchOOOP!
Out pops one Warner Brother, arms splayed like he's expecting applause.]
Helloooooooooooooo Coda!!
[Coda is, in fact, with their laptop at the room's desk, but the sight of the Warner brings a wry little smile to their face. They're familiar with a trick some of their kind can do with mirrors, to similar effect. It's fairytale logic, that.]
What if I hadn't been dressed when you popped in? You would have gotten more of an eyeful than I'm sure you want.
[But they close the laptop and walk over to the toaster anyway.]
Or worse, you could have run into my roommate, who's relatively normal and sane and reasonable.
What if I hadn't been dressed when you popped in? You would have gotten more of an eyeful than I'm sure you want.
[But they close the laptop and walk over to the toaster anyway.]
Or worse, you could have run into my roommate, who's relatively normal and sane and reasonable.
[Should have picked some better adjectives, "sane" and "reasonable" is like catnip to him.]
Even better. [He declares, hopping out to take a seat on the counter edge, tail swishing.] Next time I'll wait 'til you're out and he's in. You're not eating?
Even better. [He declares, hopping out to take a seat on the counter edge, tail swishing.] Next time I'll wait 'til you're out and he's in. You're not eating?
I had breakfast this morning.
[They look over at the window and see the digital sun has set and it's dark now. They've just been working the entire day. Sort of like when Yakko found them totally passed out at the library after working who-knows-how-long. They're sort of shit at taking care of themself. If they were a houseplant, they'd probably have wilted by now.]
[They look over at the window and see the digital sun has set and it's dark now. They've just been working the entire day. Sort of like when Yakko found them totally passed out at the library after working who-knows-how-long. They're sort of shit at taking care of themself. If they were a houseplant, they'd probably have wilted by now.]
[Yakko just stares.
For a long moment.
Then he's twisted around to plunge the toaster button with machine gun cadence. ping ping ping ping ping.
Two slices of hot rye zing out. He snatches them and drops off the counter, beelining for the fridge.]
You guys got any pastrami? Or are you both trying to wither and die?
For a long moment.
Then he's twisted around to plunge the toaster button with machine gun cadence. ping ping ping ping ping.
Two slices of hot rye zing out. He snatches them and drops off the counter, beelining for the fridge.]
You guys got any pastrami? Or are you both trying to wither and die?
Peter's from New York, originally, I'm sure he has some.
[They stand, walking over to the kitchen area to lean on the counter near where Yakko's working.]
...and I'm not trying to die or anything. It's not really intentional. I just. Mm. I'm bad at having his body sometimes? Taking care of it, I mean. It's part of the whole changeling package, at least for me.
[They stand, walking over to the kitchen area to lean on the counter near where Yakko's working.]
...and I'm not trying to die or anything. It's not really intentional. I just. Mm. I'm bad at having his body sometimes? Taking care of it, I mean. It's part of the whole changeling package, at least for me.
Yooooou have the exact opposite problem of my brother. [In some astronomical schools of thought, Wakko is classified as a black hole.] Not to worry! I'll shove food in anyone's face.
[Take that as you will. Coda may be spared the pie today, but tomorrow has no guarantees.
He is happy to note that yes, there are decent deli pickings to be had in the fridge. He pilfers several, piling them in one hand like he's about to fix a proper Shaggy and Scooby snack.]
Yeah, I was wondering — what kind of fairies are into fibre-optics, anyway?
[If Yakko liked them less he would have been prodding harder for answers. Now that Coda's served the first ball he figures it's okay to volley back. Right?]
[Take that as you will. Coda may be spared the pie today, but tomorrow has no guarantees.
He is happy to note that yes, there are decent deli pickings to be had in the fridge. He pilfers several, piling them in one hand like he's about to fix a proper Shaggy and Scooby snack.]
Yeah, I was wondering — what kind of fairies are into fibre-optics, anyway?
[If Yakko liked them less he would have been prodding harder for answers. Now that Coda's served the first ball he figures it's okay to volley back. Right?]
[Coda hesitates before answering, reaching into the fridge without looking to pull out a can of Monster that definitely hadn't been there when Yakko had looked a moment ago. They sip at it before speaking.]
Turns out they can't create anything brand new, just ape aesthetics from human art. For every world based on Avalon or Camelot or the Forest of Arden, there's a Fae doing gothic romance or Dali paintings; shit, Destino feels like a trippy Durance in itself.
My Keeper styled himself as a mad scientist in clean white laboratories connected by hallways that felt like the little tubes that connect parts of a hamster habitat. I was literally plugged into his mainframe, to design new labs, and prisons and mazes for the rats to run through. I was practically an AI, all that time. More protocol than person.
[Which is, in its way, an explanation of why they're so bad at eating and sleeping and...well, being a person. They're used to not having a body at all, and were like that for who-knows-how-long subjectively.]
Turns out they can't create anything brand new, just ape aesthetics from human art. For every world based on Avalon or Camelot or the Forest of Arden, there's a Fae doing gothic romance or Dali paintings; shit, Destino feels like a trippy Durance in itself.
My Keeper styled himself as a mad scientist in clean white laboratories connected by hallways that felt like the little tubes that connect parts of a hamster habitat. I was literally plugged into his mainframe, to design new labs, and prisons and mazes for the rats to run through. I was practically an AI, all that time. More protocol than person.
[Which is, in its way, an explanation of why they're so bad at eating and sleeping and...well, being a person. They're used to not having a body at all, and were like that for who-knows-how-long subjectively.]
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