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[deviances]

Who: Eithan and YOU!!
Broadcast: Errywhere!! Fleetwide.
Action: if you want - he's in the Marsiva Party Wing
When: RIGHT NOW!

[ At first, Eithan had zero interest in the newly opened area on the flagship of the fleet. Games? Fuck that, the magical planet energy weirdness was far more interesting to him! Until... he got curious. And, upon his arrival, he noticed that one of the things he could potentially win was cigarettes. Good ones. Not the shitty ones he's been hoarding for a while and barely even smoking because they're so super shitty goddess damn it why would anyone hate themselves enough to smoke them...! And let's be real, he misses some quality nicotine with his coffee.

So he might have spent quite a few hours attempting to play these stupid fucking games. ... and he might not be all that close to getting them. Oops. Time to vent to the network: ]

ok i know i've said a few times i'd kill for some fuckin good smokes for a change but this is fuckin ridiculous

seriously how many days do i have to spend racking up points for a pack of cigarettes?!?

goddess!!

[ aaand if anyone else happens to be indulging in Marsiva games, they'll find him trying his hand at some skee ball... ♥ Enjoy~? ]

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[ladybro]

[ kate isn't playing skee ball. not currently, at least. but she may have recently been playing, seeing as how she's still near that corner of the party. she's drinking a large mug of coffee and eyeing the guy's hard work. ]

Trying to win something?

[deviances]

Yeah, actually.

[ There goes another roll of the ball... and this one ends up getting him some points, at least! ]

They've got cigarettes at one of the prizes. Good ones, too - not whatever shit they've got at the stations we keep hittin' up. You know? And it'd be nice to have a good smoke again. [ ... Shrug. ] It's the little things.

[ladybro]

...You're trying to win cigarettes. [ dude, she was just about to offer up her supreme marksmanship skills to help but now she's not so certain. addiction's a bitch, so far be it from her to throw stones. but... ]

I'm sorry. I shouldn't spoil a perfectly alright impression by being judge-y.

[deviances]

[ Yeah no probably best not to fuel his bad habits - but it's kind that she would've helped otherwise~ ]

Oh, don't worry about it. [ He waves one hand dismissively, but he does crack a small smile. ] Not like you immediately launched into a "shame on you" diatribe or somethin'. It's all good.

[ladybro]

[ kate laughs. ]

Lemme know if-or-when you're ready for that diatribe to launch, buddy, 'cause I'll go there. The first self-important haranguing is on the house.

[deviances]

[ He laughs, too - all in good nature. ]

Next time I'm really missin' my folks and my sister? I'll totally take you up on that. So what're you tryin' to win, anyway? Or are you just playin' games for the fun of it?

[ladybro]

Honestly? I just like winning. The prize doesn't always matter.

[ just not cigarettes, apparently. ]

[deviances]

Heh. Are these games even winnable? 'Cause I'm about at the point I'd call this one rigged. [ He's not serious. mostly. kinda.

But he does roll the ball again - and at least it goes into the 20pt ring! The look on his face says he was hoping for better, though. ]

[ladybro]

I'd show you how it's done, but -- [ a coy shrug. after all, she's already made it clear she's not gonna help with the smokes. ]/

But when you're done with the game, maybe I'll win you a chocolate bar instead.

[deviances]

Buuut not supportin' black lungs. Got it. [ He shrugs, too. It's all good~

It's his last roll anyway, aaand... well, there's thirty points at least? Sigh. ]

... Well, at least that gets me a new coffee cup. [ Snort. He turns to her, gestures grandly to the game. ] All yours for the showin'!

[ladybro]

[ kate flashes him a smile, then reaches for the skee ball. she tosses it from hand to hand, judging the weight. it's been a little while since her last carnival, but when you hang out with clint barton, ex-carney, you learn a few things. ]

It's all about angles. Angles, and confidence. [ the first ball hops the wider hoops and eases itself over the edge of the 100 point circle. but kate clucks her tongue, disappointed because the ball rolled the rim before falling. not a clean score. ]

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[frigidaire]

bet you can find some alien equivalent
i mean ive found weird food thats like home so
bet next place we stop you can find something that probably wont kill you

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[deviances]

i keep hopin that yeah but so far? the alien equivalent has been whatever shit they put in the vending machines on the stations we hit
and man do they taste like fuckin dirt

[frigidaire]

yeah a lot of that stuff leaves a lot to the imagination
some of the alien things are okay but then there are some bad ones
we saw pizza once with alien worms on it
i think they had six heads each

[deviances]

i'm sorry you said
pizza with aliens
alien worms
six heads
what the FUCK

[frigidaire]

yeah it was pretty bad
it didnt really have six heads i was exaggerating
but there were definitely worms on the pizza
it was the grossest thing ive seen here probably

[deviances]

exaggerating or not what does it say about this place that i could totally see that happening anyway.....
isn't space supposed to be all futuristic and shit? that should include the food too. improvements or whatever. oh well

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[stefanged]

[Stefan's leaning against the wall, observing Eithan's hard work for a couple of seconds before he goes:]

Give the ball a little less force. Unless you're uh, actually aiming for that back wall.

[deviances]

Depends - think I'd get double if I just launched the thing across the room? Heh.

[ Aaand here's his last roll for this set... and it's a miss. ]

Dammit. [ SIGH. He turns to Stefan. ] Ugh. Fine, twelfth time's the charm maybe?

[stefanged]

Twelfth? [He lets out a low whistle, staring at the skee ball set-up, then at Eithan.] Shit, you weren't kidding about those cigarettes.

I'd help you win 'em, but I've got my eyes on a different prize.

[deviances]

[ snort! ]

Yeah, well, I mean, it's probably rigged. Aren't these games usually rigged? Like at festivals and shit? Or I'm cursed. Or both. Heh. What've you got your eye on though?

[stefanged]

Of course. How else do they make money - or in this case, keep us trapped?

[He glances up towards the display prizes.] There's a cookbook that looks like the one Mom owned. If I'm right, it might even be hers.

[deviances]

Yep, good point. Got me to stay, anyway. At least for now. [ stubborn!! ]

A cookbook? No wait, your mom's cookbook, like for real? The actual thing? [ He takes a second to consider that. ] I'd ask how, but... they brought all of us here, I guess they could nab a cookbook too, huh? Geez.

[stefanged]

It's hard to tell from here, but it looks like hers.

[If it's not, well, he'll deal with that obstacle when he runs across it.]

The amount of effort put into this room is insane. I thought Calibrations was weird, but no, this almost takes the cake.

[deviances]

Yeah, I heard about those. The level of what they can do period is insane, dude...

[ He considers their prizes, then the games around them... and turns to Stefan with a light in his eyes. ]

How 'bout some competition, huh? Bit of an incentive for ourselves to keep rackin' up the points till we get our stuff?

[stefanged]

[His expression morphs into a confident smirk, one that would've looked out of place anywhere else - ]

You're on. [He reaches for a skee ball from another platform.] Winner, uh, gets their prize first?

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[lord_wizard]

[Felix might be the party wing's only semi-permanent resident so naturally he's around, whether or not he's actively playing anything. His approach to conquering the prize list is a bit more strategic than whatever it is Eithan is trying, however, and he stands back and observes this for a minute.]

I would suggest you're merely doing this for fun if it appeared you were having any.

[deviances]

[ Yeah, there's no strategy here. Though if his awful luck continues? He might have to get strategic all up in here. which will go so well of course ]

I think I stopped having fun when it started turnin' personal. And I think it starterd turnin' personal around attempt like, I dunno, five? [ S I G H. ]

What game have you been playin'? Any better luck than this one?

[lord_wizard]

[He gives Eithan a wry smile] I at least applaud your resolve.

I don't know about luck, but there's been a particular guessing game I've had success with, when I can find it.

[Pretty much anything that didn't require an overt amount of hand-eye coordination was worth an attempt, though the game room seemed loathe to provide them often.]

[deviances]

Thanks. I can't decide if I've crossed the line into ridiculous yet or not though.

[ But at least he's smirking about it?? ]

Guessin' game? Like, one of those memory games, or actually guessin' somethin' else?

[lord_wizard]

Memory game would be an apt description. A bit childish but...[All of this]...I cannot argue with results.

[Very very slow results]

What are you trying so hard to win?

[deviances]

[ At least they're results??? ]

Carton of cigarettes. Good ones, not the cheap-ass, gross sticks they have in the damn waystations' machines. What about you? Got a prize in mind, or just playin'?

[lord_wizard]

There are a few pieces of decent clothing that I have my eye on. Thankfully the rest of my vices come free of charge here. [He gives Eithan a toothy smile.]