It Just Keeps Happening

[pocketspa]

Welcome To The Void Meme

Stop what you're doing!

No, really. Stop what you're doing. Put the pause on that tire fire you call your life. No, don't un-pause it. Leave the pause on.

Where you are now is not where you were before. The details are...vague. The details are always, often, rather vague. A place that's similar, or not. Fantasy Costco down the hall, the Voidfish in the basement. The calm waves of a never ending void somewhere off a while, and inches to the left. And everywhere else. And tapping on your shoulder. It's fine, just don't talk to it.

You're here now. You're here now. You're here now.

A lot of you are here now. A lot of.... you, are here now.

Might as well have fun with that.

[ooc: a general mingle to start us off! Doubles welcome and encourage. Only TAZ characters (canon-only) to start! Post your character's name and relevant aus/craus in the headers!)

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merle highchurch | ota

[weedbgon]

[ There has to be a way to capitalize on having so many copies of the same people around... Or, just spitballing, maybe most of them are fakes and it's crunch time to figure out which ones need a swift takedown. The sooner the better. Merle gazes into the void, almost instantly contemplating murder as a solution, and the void gazes into Merle, and Merle is mostly like "I mean, this distant-endless-void shit is kinda familiar and unsettling and also it sucks and I know I hit person-spotting bingo five minutes ago."

This is obviously the top priority when someone has no idea what's going on and there was a whole chaotic conspiracy thing happening five minutes ago. It's not "where did everybody go, how did I get out here, and where are my party members". It's "well, how many of these jokers are fakes that we'll have to kill to get this campaign back on progress street?"

Still, there's undeniably a lot of interesting things to think on. Talking to himself could either gonna be really fun or really boring if he runs into said himself. As an example. Anyway, catch him rooting around in Fantasy Costco shelves or personal belongings like a sad raccoon man, catching those sweet starlight rays out in the quad, or not knowing the names of potentially 95% of anybody who even shows up.

((if anyone would rather bounce off of a more Stolen Century-era/anywhere earlier in canon Merle, i can swing that biz easy. just lmk! hadriel crau flavor also available but i mean ive maybe done like 6 comments in that game so far.)) ]

/POPS IN LATE

[restinglichface]

[ Merle isn't the only one taking advantage of the multi-dimensional chaos to root around Fantasy Costco.

The high elf has been rummaging through the shelves for the last twenty minutes at least, picking up anything of value (or that's just pretty enough to catch her attention) before moving on to the next aisle. Whether he remembers her or not, Lup's attention snaps Merle's way the moment he comes into view, her delighted laugh echoing off of the high ceiling.]

Merle! [Her grin is wide and sharp, one arm cradling a heap of random supplies to her chest while her other arm swings a glowing mace overhead in a wave towards the dwarf. Does she even have proficiency with maces? Hell no, but think of the mad profit they'll get from reselling this shit back once the chaos has calmed down.]

Yo, help me out here, homie! With four arms between us, we'll be basking in piles of moolah! ...Oh shit, is that a jar of bees?

AYYYYY

[weedbgon]

[ Merle's first instinct is to think this is Taako just being Taako, looting like his life depends on it, which he's totally down for, all things considered.

Voice isn't quite right, though, and her looks aren't, either. Really similar, just... not the same. God knows he's had to spend enough time looking at Taako's face over the past year or so.

Maybe it's a disguise to pull one over on security later. Frame Taako for shoplifting. Maybe he was right and this is gonna turn into a whole kill-the-spares thing. On the other hand: meh. She's only looting. He literally came here to dig around, too. It's practically the same moral backslide that happens when he and Taako have to do something without Magnus, and considering he's not being attacked, Merle sees no reason to get all hot and bothered about this situation. ]

What half-decent Fantasy Costco doesn't have a jar of bees sittin' around? Now, the secret to those is you gotta really throw 'em after you shake 'em up. [ Merle deadass starts climbing some shelves. He's all for this. ]

Otherwise you just have broken glass in front of you and bees with nobody else close enough to bother.

[restinglichface]

[Lup is just fine with Merle not getting hot and bothered about anything around her, thank you very much. But with his easy acceptance of her (even if it was her as someone else), Lup is all smiles and carefree laughter as the dwarf moves to join her, his tiny frame climbing warehouse shelves like they were mountains.

Shifting to set her newly acquired mace down on the shelf beside her, Lup makes a grab for the jar of bees instead with her free hand, throwing it up and down just enough to make the insects inside really mad. Her lip curls wickedly as the muffled buzzing increased.]

Shit, [her gaze drifts back to Merle, a pair of magic'd gloves falling from the heap of supplies in her grip.] You say that like you have experience falling into that trap before. Care to share?

[weedbgon]

[ He chuckles, pausing briefly to swipe what look like a couple of stray healing potions before continuing his epic trek to the top of Mt. Costco. ]

Well, I did grow up in the woods. You know how it is: you get to that last summer at Pan Camp, everyone wants to get in on a senior prank and make a treasured memory or some crap. Next thing you know, you're gettin' levitated over a rival camp with a hornet's nest in your hands. And then you miss the shot!

[restinglichface]

[Lup laughs so hard she ends up snorting, bending over with her arms still full of looted merchandise as tears well up in her eyes. It's nice to know that some things never change.]

Your stories are still on point, Merle. Gotta give you credit for that. I always thought summer camp was for nerds, but that actually sounds pretty dope.

[weedbgon]

[ He knew he was funny. This clinches it. Magnus and Taako will have to believe him now. ]

It's only for nerds if a buncha nerds show up. Like that, uh. Camp Good Friend. Big workplace retreat. Full of nerds! Now there's no shame in being one, but who wants to go to a camp that packs 'em in like sardines? Imagine how boring that gets.