999 CAST MEETING (TNDG DAY 2)

[keybroad]

[Lotus wakes up in the sci-fi set along with some of the others. She goes off on her own to get dressed in a Star Trek teal jumpsuit. She comes back with two cinnamon rolls. She sits on her bed and claps her hands. The bracelets on her arms jangle and should get a decent amount of attention.]

So. We should all talk as a group, I guess.

[She proceeds to begin eating the cinnamon rolls. Both are apparently for herself.]

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IMPORTANT CAST BUSINESS OF ANY NON-VOTING TYPE

[keybroad]

Well. I wanna get something out in the open. We have the good fortune of being listed by our codenames in the database. There's a decent chance they don't actually know our real names. So at least for me, I'm not going to be using mine. If you call me my real name, I'll strangle you. [With that smile, she's kidding... probably.]

[jinglebros]

I won't use any of your real names. I owe you all that much.

June won't either.

[keybroad]

Thank you for your regard towards us and our families.

Speaking of who knows each other what... are we gonna tell anyone how we know each other? I haven't brought it up, I obviously don't want to put you in a position where you don't want to be.

[snakenoeyes]

We met in a class and became close friends. Say, knitting, or piano. Or swimming. [This one is a joke. No one here wants to have met in swimming class.] If anyone discovers one of us doesn't know how to do whatever the "class" was for, well, that's clearly why they were in the class.

[keybroad]

[Lotus is very amused!]

I like it. It has to be something cheap, though, that broke college students can afford.

[jinglebros]

What about those of us who've already admitted they couldn't afford shitty things like a class?

[snakenoeyes]

A club, then. That wouldn't need to be paid for.

[jinglebros]

Works for me.

[ Thumbs up! ]

[keybroad]

A club works great for me too. It could be at a community center in Tokyo. Most of us live near there, right? So a public place where people of all ages could gather.

[jinglebros]

You'd have to say I didn't show up sometimes, but that ain't hard.

[keybroad]

I somehow don't have trouble imagining this.

[exequte]

What should it be a club for, then? We still need to decide that.

[keybroad]

Well, there are a couple different things it could be. Charity probably doesn't make sense if we're not rich ourselves. Not something with a heavy subject that would make people ask more questions.

Art? Exercise? Any of those sound good?

[snakenoeyes]

Visual arts should be avoided. They'd be rather difficult for me, you see.

[keybroad]

I do see. That's a good one.

We could do, like, tai chi? Something that stretches your own body in one place, so it wouldn't be as hard for you as a competitive sport like baseball.

[bookmarking]

[Clover spreads her feet and stretches her arms out as though she's ready to take flight.]

Tai chi works...?

[exequte]

We could also always say we're volunteers for something. Or if whatever we choose doesn't fit for everybody, then old neighbors or friends?

[It's not even a lie for like literally half of them]

[keybroad]

Old friends isn't so good. We don't know everything about each other.

[exequte]

I didn't say that everyone had to be, but Jumpy and I are old friends, and everyone knows that Santa is my brother. He and I know Snake, who is Clover's brother. It can explain a number of the relationships if what we decide on doesn't fit one person for some reason, even if it fits most of us.

[keybroad]

I mean... you're not wrong, but when you put it that way... don't you see that Seven and I are in a pretty awkward position? He and I don't know the rest of you or each other that well at any time in the past and we never have.

[exequte]

True, but that's why I said it didn't have to be everyone. If most of us were part of a club that the others wouldn't necessarily fit into, there's reasonable ties to the group through one of the other members for most of us. That frees up the options a little.

[unexpectedboner]

If you're worried, just say we're neighbors. It makes sense to know the other people in your neighborhood...and their parents, for that matter. Then Lotus and Seven don't have to seem like creepers.

[keybroad]

...

[still doubtful but you know what. Life will go on.]

I guess trying to make Seven not seem like a creeper is already a lost cause.

[unexpectedboner]

Right! He's a bodyguard, and you're a mafia don! ...Donna? Whatever.

[keybroad]

[Warming to it a little]

I hacked into the database of his restaurant business and saw that he was laundering money, but I don't want to turn them in... I want my slice of the pie.