i don't want to survive, i want to live

[mermaidcursed]

Who: Yes
What: Movie Night + Slumber Party 
When: 9/11, Saturday Evening
Where: Dorm Common Room 
Warnings: A ridiculous amount of Fluff, probably

( it starts out small. a need for comfort food, and a need for something heartfelt but silly and fun, something genuine and kind. ... and, well, she did find a weird. bootleg vhs set of her favorite movie series, hamster space wars. but the dorm is only barely furnished- and it's not like they can just go out and buy a tv or anything. honestly she completely doubts there's even anything beyond the woods. but she remembers a teacher playing the thing and other stuff in the first month of all of this. 

it's so long ago...

but there's a television and a vhs player in the school. and nene... nene's tired and sad and is currently out of fucks to give, so at some point in the day, after everyone else has left, nene has returned to the school and, uh. "borrowed" both things. it's fine. they just have to get it back in by sunday evening. don't worry about it. like, it's definitely heavy but she's a tough cookie who tills soil and everything, and also sara and noah both witnessed everything and are accomplices by default, so they had to help carry things too. 

(they were completely happy to help on both accounts, she asked very nicely.) 

so the "borrowed" television is set up across from one of the larger couches, and the vhs on top of it. she had cookies in the oven, donuts and hot chocolate made and popcorn popped. the common room paintings are covered with sheets of cloth. all that was left was something cozy- but at this point, nene's made so many little cushions and blankets and even cozy pjs that that's super easy. all that was left was letting anyone who wanted to come know too. so at some point in the halls, nene walks down calling out: )

Cartoons in the common room! Bring blankets and stuff! 

( and, so everyone knows what their characters are getting into: hamster space wars is a movie series about different factions of hamsters that have been trying for cross planetary peace for ages now, with a villainous faction having sabotaged the final negotiations so they can control the war from the shadows to make the most money and also get the most seeds (Very Decadent). the first movie follows the main hamster and his little group trying to escape the villains after having witnessed the sabotage, and are trying to avoid assassination and end the war for good. the sequels follow allied factions, with hamster galactic wars being the Thrilling Conclusion. 

it's heartfelt. it's silly. it's very cute. nene loves it. )

Comments

[adsum]

It's not scamming... If both sides agree to it, it's a legitimate business transaction. The 60% is stated upfront. They know exactly what they're getting into.

[ There is zero liability on npc-kun's part. This is what they tell themselves about the totems, too. ]

[closewithnewintown]

There's nothing legitimate about selling to trapped people at marked up prices. It's not like most people can tell you "no;" you're the only option.

[adsum]

You survived without me before.

[ "These are all base necessities!" they say, knowing full well none of it is required to live. They just make living more bearable. ]

I've been making concessions, too— like the sliding scale, and discounts, and I'm willing to pawn if people don't have money, or if they're willing to do things for me! I'm not unreasonable.

[closewithnewintown]

Barely.

... [eyes narrow] Pawn what, exactly?

[adsum]

[ Barely still counts ]

Whatever you can spare. People not being able to afford my wares doesn't help me, so it's "pay what you can." What price do you think is reasonable for a rock?

[ don't say nothing, she's not allowed to say nothing, it's a very very nice skipping stone ]

[closewithnewintown]

... Five dollars? Maybe eight, if you painted a face on it. [that would make it a pet rock and thus more valuable.]

[adsum]

Oh! Deal!What sort of face do you want on it?

[ Painting, yes! They can absolutely do that. The mental image of Stephanie hurling her pet rock across the surface of the pool, though, ]

[closewithnewintown]

Oh, I don't have any dollars! I was just saying in general. That's how much I think rocks should cost.

[adsum]

Oh...

[ sighs ]

Who here has dollars? I'll help you get some, and then you can pay me.

[closewithnewintown]

[shrugs] I don't know if anybody has real money here...

... Add does owe me t... twenty dollars because he lost a bet. Maybe you can get that from him?

[it sounds very annoying and she's excited to inflict it on him.]

[adsum]

Okay! I'll let my debt collector know.

[ Finally he'll get to do his job ]

[closewithnewintown]

Your what.

[adsum]

Debt collector. I hired him. He has a salary and everything.

[ see? totally legit good honest businessperson here ]

[closewithnewintown]

... You were just saying that you weren't scamming people and that they can pay what they can, and you have a debt collector??

[adsum]

It's not scamming people! Add has twenty dollars, right? That he can afford, because otherwise he can't place the bet. My debt collector is just the middle man.

[ it's a legitimate job... ]

[closewithnewintown]

What's the debt collector do if the person doesn't have the money...?

[adsum]

[ smash kneecaps ]

Oh... I don't know. I trust him to know how to do his job.

[ Akira will figure out a way ]

[closewithnewintown]

[considers...]

Well. I'll trust your business judgement. [haha suck it add]

[adsum]

As you should!

[ Okay, now all they have to do is wait for Akira to come back with the money.

...

...

... ]

What are you going to buy from me with the other twelve dollars?

[closewithnewintown]

How much sports equipment would that buy? [this is a legitimate question she has never bought something before in her life.]

[adsum]

Um...

[ They have to think about it, because sports equipment doesn't really sell, not like rocks that they can charge a premium for. ]

I'll give you a golf club, and your choice either a softball or baseball.

[closewithnewintown]

... Am I supposed to hit the baseball with a golf club?

[adsum]

I mean... you can.

[closewithnewintown]

[long pause]

... Have you... ever played any sport before?

[adsum]

[ wow, this insinuation! ]

Sure I have! I know how to skip rocks. I'm very good at it.