livin' like a washed-up celebrity

[slushfund]

who: hiruma youichi and you
broadcast: video/action, fleetwide
action: marsiva's hospitality deck
when: january 14th, early evening

VIDEO
Greetings to you, fucking strangers!

[the enthusiastic voice of someone loud barks over the network feed, followed by wide eyes and jagged teeth. hiruma may sound like he's settled in, or like his appearance on the marsiva is a negligible event, seemingly unperturbed, but life always has a strange way of throwing wrenches into his plans. if this is where he's been thrown, he'll survive by learning how to adapt to it — and quickly.

that tends to include sucking it up and moving forward.

immediately, two things are made crystal clear. this blond, bat-faced bastard is prepared to rake in loyal sponsors and a serious amount of dough? and he's going to use all of you as a soundboard to do it.]

I have some complaints. None you haven't head before, surely, however...

[a long finger raises in a "kindly wait one moment" gesture, before the camera turns to face a pile of exercise equipment, bright, expansive screens with live broadcasts, and cots lining the walls. what the hand still in view motions aggressively to are the dumbbells, stretching mats, and crossfit-looking machines.]

Just what the fuck is this? There's not nearly enough to do in here 'sides melt into a chair watching these fancy ass televisions, or trying not to die on this old equipment. You expect me to wait around like this till the shuffle? Don't wait up for the Stockholm syndrome to kick in, bastards.

[point of view shifting once more, facing back to that now-skeptical mug, hiruma clicks his tongue in disdain with a sidelong glance off to the windows.]

Anyone wanna play a game?

ACTION
[if you're more of the seek and destroy kind of crew member, it's easy to pick hiruma out in the large room late into the evening. he makes no effort to hide from visitors, even if seems lonely staring out of the sloping bay windows, like he has been — almost unmoving — for a couple of hours, eyes studying star-scape.

there's a lot to think about, now, with even more plans to set in motion. there has to be some kind of way to prepare for the events ahead.]

Comments

[versusnurture]

[Oh, now. This is . . . the same as her first post, isn't it. Sure, she didn't curse quite as much, but it's the same. There's a lot of hiding in plain sight, for one. And there's the mention of a game.]

[A game.]

What kind of game?

[slushfund]

Only the most childish of games.

[eyes creasing as he smirks, pleased. hiruma's got several in mind, but he likes this one in particular the most.]

It's called "Would You Rather". Know it?

[versusnurture]

Oh.

[She makes a dismissive noise, waving her hand.]

Of course. [They better be awful.] Are you playing, too?

action;

[bastardmonk]

[ Seek and destroy is pretty apt in this instance. Even if there's not a way out, he's not going to pussyfoot around by moping. The least he can do is figure out which of the others stuck on this damn ship are the useful ones.

Which also means there's a severe chance that they'll be annoying as fuck..

Either way, Sanzo finds himself walking around the hospitality deck and spots Hiruma. Just great, a youkai. Do the gods just want to continually piss him off?

Answer being 'yes'.]

You had me fooled for a second, there. I thought at first someone invested in really shitty decor.

[slushfund]

[turning from the window, hiruma assesses the new face with a critical look. same height, more or less, but just that grumpy face looks hostile enough for him to keep back... an introvert only has so much time to recharge in a place like this, till the next son of a bitch rolls up, but he asked for it.]

Not quite, no.

[—naturally, he can't complain. doesn't mean he can't anyway.]

Although, now that you mention it, this place is a bit unappealing. Would it kill them to add a splash of fucking colour, eh?

[the sarcasm is strong...]

[bastardmonk]

[ Just because you can't complain doesn't mean you shouldn't. He's going to. ]

Hospitality deck, my ass. Color is the least they could offer at this point.

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[droprate]

Depends on what kind of game you're talking about.

[ As long as it doesn't involve meeting in person. ]

Re: text

[slushfund]

For you?

["child" is the first thing that comes to mind. they're stealing kids now, too?]

20 Questions.
Pick a certain something and the other player has twenty chances to guess what that something is.
Fancy a go?

text

[droprate]

Fine by me.

You can pick first.


[ Geez, now they're wondering what they would've ended up playing if they weren't still a kid. ]

[video literally from right across the room]

[eyeforaneye]

No. Keep it down.

[ You are interrupting my princess nap. ]

this bitch

[slushfund]

[looking up from his phone at him.

then down.]

You're the one who put that stick up your own ass, not me.

look in a mirror

[eyeforaneye]

And you're the one being unnecessarily loud. Actions have consequences.

you know it helps when you actually write [video] the first time, self

[shoujoreject]

I suppose I hadn't thought much of it, since things were a bit... different when I arrived on the Marsiva, but they really do kind of just keep you there. I'm Qing-Yuan Zhu, by the way.

[He shakes his head, still processing all of this. Certainly, Hiruma has a... well, a way about him. Even so...]

I presume you have another game in mind, though? [Gauge your competition - or coworkers? He's not really sure, but he could see that as a reason for it. The guy may be over-the-top, but that doesn't mean anything, does it? The best actors don't give a hint to their real selves and all.]

i feel this

[slushfund]

Oya? This is a good game right here, y'know, an icebreaker. My name's Hiruma Youichi.

[cocking his head to one side, chin taken in thought.]

How was your arrival different?

hi5, froot. hi5.

[shoujoreject]

For my side of it, I showed up on the Marsiva just like you. Everyone was here, though - normally we're shuffled onto our fleet ship once a week or so.

Apparently, something called 'calibrations' were happening - everyone would fall asleep and... [There's a pause. He only really dealt with one calibration, but it was...] ... You dreamed of someone else's memories, as best as I can gather. Things they'd like to hide, probably. I can't speak too much of it, since I arrived on its tail-end, but according to some of the others it had been going on for about a month.

[Seeing the Winter Soldier's past: not high on Qing's list of shit to do tbh.]

video;

[theshabbiestofmen]

I suppose it depends what kind of game you have in mind. We're a bit limited by the fact you're trapped there til Saturday.

Remus Lupin, by the way. Nice to meet you.

Re: video;

[slushfund]

Well, take solace in the fucking fact that it won't be Monopoly. Wouldn't wanna ruin a friendship we don't have.

[slyly, leaning closer to the camera. he hasn't heard a british accent in quite some time.]

I'm Hiruma Youichi. Care for a game of Questions?

—It's simple really, you can't reply with anything other than a question. If, to start, I asked you "How is your time here so far?"... you might reply with "How could I be anything other than top notch, old chap?"

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He laughs brightly-- unusual enough for him, but he likes this man already.]

All right. Though if you continue to whip out typical stereotypical English sayings, I'll have to simply talk to you until you learn to imitate us better. Have you ever actually met an Englishman?

Video

[madeinahole]

HEY you're on this dump of a ship too! I was starting to think I was the only person here.

Re: Video

[slushfund]

Riveting.

[this chick is purple. he tries not to stare— no, he doesn't. hiruma's blatantly staring.]

Are you just one giant bruise, or were you born this way?

[madeinahole]

Nope I'm always purple. Cuz' it's the best color.

Or maybe it's the best color cuz I'm purple? Hmm...

video

[effluent]

[Oooh, now this is a fun video. As he continues to talk, a toothy grin forms on Sarah's face. Oh he is interesting. She props her chin in her hands and replies with a lilting tone]

Oh, I love games.

Re: video

[slushfund]

[that's an enthusiastic response; they'll get along just fine.]

Well that's good, I was concerned I'd be lost in space with a bunch of boring sons a' bitches. Truly, you are a sight for sore eyes.

[a grand gesture to the camera.]

Do you have something in mind, or do ya care to hear my suggestion?

text;;

[reconstitution]

What game did you have in mind?

Re: text;;

[slushfund]

You ever play "Would You Rather", friend?