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[terrierfancy]

> There were a lot of things you hadn't expected to happen today. In fact, only the brutal massacre of jolly green assholes had gone according to your plans and even that had gotten a little out of hand. Oh. That's right. You lost an arm today, didn't you? That really sucked

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[hurricanebomber]

[Hey guess what, Gokudera's there, reading like a boss. Because that is what he does. He is just around. Where people with knives can find him.]

[hurricanebomber]

[...Well, okay. That's pretty cool, if not incredibly confusing.]

There are a lot of us here.

[terrierfancy]

> You deploy your WAR CHEST from your DECK OF CARDS.

It doesn't take you long to dig through it and pull out your (well, it's yours now) CROSBYTOP and hold drop it onto the floor between you both. You kick at it a bit because this thing is still weird to you.

You ask if anyone around looks like this so they can take this stupid thing back.

[hurricanebomber]

[He eyes the Crosbytop. What the hell is that what even.]

I have no idea. I've never seen a computer like that before.

[terrierfancy]

> You kick at it again before crossing your arm over your chest.

Wow, that feels dumb. You quickly stop doing that before you kick the computer over to the other body in the room. You tell him to get a closer look at it because you're really sick of looking at that face.

Especially since it blinks. That's just fucking creepy.

[hurricanebomber]

[Okay, Gokudera has to agree about the blinking. What the hell is this thing.]

Yeah, no fucking clue.

[terrierfancy]

> It's a creepy as hell laptop. That is what it is.

You shove it back into your WAR CHEST then and put your WAR CHEST back into your---OH GOD.

OH GOD SOMETHING IMPORTANT---

Oh. Phew. You find your TWO LICORICE SCOTTY DOGS safely in the card you designated for them. You sigh in relief before slipping the DECK OF CARDS back into your pocket.

[hurricanebomber]

[...What the hell just happened here.]

Wasn't that just a big fucking chest?

[terrierfancy]

> You nod your head and shuffle your WAR CHEST idly with one hand as you explain to him that it's just the way it is and that everybody you know has got something like it.

You also tell him now that it has always just been a DECK OF CARDS.

[hurricanebomber]

[It must be some kind of crazy alien technology! Where is his notebook when he needs it.]

Are the other people you know from...Derse too?

> SS: Be overflowed with pride.

[terrierfancy]

> You nod your head, but explain that you guys came up with the WAR CHEST and the other STORAGE DEVICES after you stopped living on DERSE.

DERSE was a shitty place. You tell him that too and tell him that the town you came from is the hot spot and place to be.

[hurricanebomber]

Where do you live now?

[terrierfancy]

> You smirk again. You live in a town you built from the ground up and you're sure to let him know that it wasn't nothin' but a pile of rocks and sand when you got there.

[hurricanebomber]

[Rest assured he will be writing all of this down when he gets back to his actual room later. :|]

Well, now you're stuck here for awhile.

[terrierfancy]

> You snarl a bit, but tell him that you'll just find a way out and you don't care if he tells you that's impossible either.

You've done impossible things before and you sure as hell aren't going to be stuck in that rainbow-clad bastard's house for god knows how long. You also decide now's the time to ask him about those bombs he was holding earlier.

[hurricanebomber]

What about them?

[He won't bother pointing out that he's already been here over a year and there's no end in sight. He doubts Slick cares.]