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Who: Nightingale and you!
Broadcast: Video to all
Action: On the Bishop
When: Now!

[When the video starts, Nightingale is just facing the camera, sitting in her room. Her fox is circling her, like it's demanding attention, but she's just ignoring it. Notably, the fox is also wearing a little purple party hat.]

So... As of yesterday, I've been here for a year.

[She pauses for a minute.]

A year by my world's calendar, not Earth's. Earth's calendar is stupid.

Anyway, when you factor in the time I spent at my last interdimensional shithole, it's been about a year and a half since I've been home. I know there's a lot of people here who have been gone a lot longer than I have, but... The homesickness just doesn't get much easier, does it? I'm even starting to miss the shitty fast food place right near my place.

Shit, I'm even starting to miss the last interdimensional shithole. At least there we had a purpose, even if the place sucked. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that we're not having half the people here getting killed once a week, but... There's no goal here. We just try to get nebulous 'ratings' to win at a completely unknown 'end'. We're being fucked with constantly, and...

[She has to take a moment before she continues, taking a deep breath. Then she lifts the camera, turning it around, to show a large crate on the ground, opened. There are: A large pile of party hats and poppers, several rubber snakes and small stuffed birds, and below that, quite a large number of what look to be glass bottles. (Of course, every single thing is purple.)]

That got a lot more depressing than I meant it to. Anyway, since I've been here for a year, I got this from the 'sponsors'? The drinks taste like shit, but they're strong, so... If you want to get nostalgic and talk about your homes or whatever and try to be less homesick, or if you just want to get smashed, I guess, party on the Bishop. Everyone's invited, and people from that shitty castle have drinks reserved already.

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[preformthisneigh]

[He's just walked into this scene and is staring in complete, abject horror at this attempt at a celebration. This is his home turf!!! He can't allow this travesty to continue. ]

...Oh sweet merciful Celestia I need to fix this party ASAP.

[He waves a hoof at her as he uses the other to contact Pinkie. It's time to send up the Party Signal! ]

You sit tight, Nightingale. Me and Pinkie will have this place rocking in ten seconds flat.

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[experiencepoints]

[If there is anything that could set her from 'sad mess' to full panic mode, it's that.]

Absolutely not you stop that right now.

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[preformthisneigh]

[She's obviously sad because this is such a piss-poor party. Don't worry, he's on the case. ]

It's okay, between me and Pinkie, we can make this something real special. Then you'll cheer right up!

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[bloodbiter]

[a small laugh]

May I attend if I don't plan to drink anything, Nightingale?

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[experiencepoints]

Of course. But there's not much else besides moping about our homes here.

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[bloodbiter]

Moping? Well... I would like to hear more about everyone's homes regardless. It should be interesting.

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[robitussin]

thank god something to do for once

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[experiencepoints]

I'm not sure if it's an improvement, honestly.

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[robitussin]

well it's not a downgrade

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[notzubats]

That...doesn't look like much of a party.

[Seriously, this looks kinda sad. Not that Sora isn't homesick. Honestly, he feels the feelings behind this post a lot.]

I'd come, but I'm too young to drink.

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[experiencepoints]

I was being sarcastic about the party, mostly. All there is is alcohol and shittiness.

[She shrugs.]

I'm dead and you're in space, the laws don't really apply here. Not going to force you if you don't want to, though.

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[notzubats]

You're...dead?

[a pause]

Ok, how much have you drank already?

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[beathach]

Happy anniversary.

[it sounds more sympathetic than an actual congratulations]

. . . I don't know if I can resist reserved drinks.

[even if he probably won't drink]

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[experiencepoints]

Well, you're welcome to come by. Though, all the decorations they've given me are Takshaka-colored, so you'll have to deal without your orange.

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[beathach]

[with a wry smile] I think I'll survive without the orange.

You said you're on the Bishop?

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[grandstanding]

[Erik doesn't send a message in advance, he just turns up. He folds his arms, the left one in a cast, and considers the box of toy snakes and birds.]

It's a very thematic drop, isn't it.

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[experiencepoints]

Yeah. I've mentioned my team a few times, so I guess the Atroma know the details by now.

[She's not even surprised that he shows up unannounced. Seems about right, for what she knows.]

What happened to your arm? Are you okay?

[grandstanding]

It was fractured. Someone suffered an augment glitch and attacked me.

[at least the bruising around his face has gone. there's a gash still healing on his forehead, but in the scheme of things... he shrugs.]

It's terrible to say, but I'd nearly forgotten how long it normally takes to heal.

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[goldenglasses]

I never know to say congratulations or sorry to these. Either way I'm glad to have gotten the chance to meet you!

So how does your calendar differ from Earth's?

[Voice]

[experiencepoints]

... Thanks. It's pretty weird, and I don't know which is appropriate either.

Oh, um... It's a little shorter? There's three hundred and sixty days in a year. Six days in a week, six weeks in a month, and ten months in a year.

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[goldenglasses]

I thought you would have said six months with that trend. Or at least something divisible by six.

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[throwsdown]

Hey! Earth's calendar is cool! We got New Years and Golden Week!

[DON'T BE MEAN ABOUT MY PLANET.]

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[experiencepoints]

[your planet fucking sucks, kid]

We have New Years' too. What's 'Golden Week'?

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[delincuente]

Girl, I'm there. There's nothing I love more than drinking and moping.

[A bit of an overstatement, but she shows up shortly with her own stowed-away bottle of Floot Loops wine. She immediately puts on a party hat.]

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[experiencepoints]

I knew there was a reason I liked you.

[... she can't help but laugh a little at the party hat, though.]

Careful, though. Those horses are around and they're planning... something.