[020]

[oliverplus]

[there is a new building on the Plane! or, rather, a room--from the TARDIS, to be exact. Oliver has propped its door open with an oddly-shaped metal canister, allowing the Plane's residents to see that the room basically consists of an outside ledge around a giant ball pit. yes, a ball pit--filled to the brim with shiny, multicolored, hollow plastic balls]

[Oliver is standing in the doorway of the room, looking nervous but hopeful, and holding a gun] I figured we could use a break after, you know, everything. And I... [his expression slips slightly, but only for an instant] Well. I want everybody to have a chance for some fun. I wasn't sure I'd be able to get it all here, but it worked!

And this might make things even more interesting. Watch! [grinning, he turns to face into the room. first, he fires the gun at the ceiling, creating an oval outlined in blue. then he fires again, into the corner of the pit this time. anyone watching can now just see the edges of an orange oval in the pit. there are now two ovals rather like these. the balls around the orange one are pouring into it--only to reappear falling out of the blue hole in the ceiling. this is creating a sort of ball waterfall, which due to momentum is causing lots of flying balls as well. a few even go rolling out the doorway]

What do you think? Jump in!

Comments

[onehundredbeers]

Yeah! She was pretty cool when you got to know her. She's the one who told me how people got picked to come here. [Nathan grins a bit.] I was, uh, gonna ask her out on a date sometime. I know, I know, sounds totally fucking dumb, since she's a ghost and shit, but come on. A hot chick? Is a hot chick, regardless of if she's, you know, a ghost. Or not.

[oliverplus]

[Oliver does not see any need to question Nathan's dating choices, particularly as Nathan has said something far more important to him first]

What do you mean "how people got picked"?

[onehundredbeers]

To come to space. That's- that's what I meant. They have like this machine or something, and it can pinpoint on people to give them access to shit. Unfortunately? It's fucking random, so don't, you know, bother going to someone in charge and trying to get them to bring one of your pals up here.

[His shoulders briefly slump.]

It won't work. I already tried.

[oliverplus]

[surprised] So...it's all random?

Hey, you've got half the band up here already. Right?

[onehundredbeers]

Yeah.

[Nathan nods.] I asked about it before they were here. Got a big fucking 'no can do'. [He sniffs with a bit of disdain and glances off to the side.] I missed them being around.

[oliverplus]

At least you can go home to see them any time again?

[onehundredbeers]

It's different. I've lived with most of them for ten years. Pickles since I was like, 16 or 17. I am totally not used to having any sort of privacy or not... having them like constantly two feet away from me.

[oliverplus]

[you make them sound like pets, Nathan] Is it nice sometimes, at least?

[onehundredbeers]

[He shrugs.]

I guess. I mean, I do, uh, slip between 'hey you guys are my retarded emotionally disturbed family' and 'get out of my life'.

[A beat.]

Still be nice to have, you know, the rest of them around. Or uh. Just Pickles and Skwisgaar. Murderface, uh. No. No, he can just. Stay at Mordhaus. Where I can kick his ass if he doesn't wipe his shoes before coming in or decides to fucking throw sand around the house again.

[oliverplus]

Maybe they'll show up sometime? I mean, the Machine's grabbed a bunch of people from your world already.

[onehundredbeers]

Maybe. But whatever, for once? Don't feel like whining over how I miss having the guys around.

[He shrugs.]

So, uh, now you know how people can come here.

[All of a sudden he ADDs back to the first bit to add in one last thing.]

Ugh, actually, you know what, if that fucking machine is a fucking douchebag and like, picks Dr. Rockzo? I will fucking find it and rip it apart with my bare hands. I fucking hate that clown.

[For now, Nate. When you hit Dethzazz, you will be singing a different tune.]

[oliverplus]

[Oliver is really not sure what to say to that] Uh...I'll keep that in mind if he ever shows up.

[onehundredbeers]

Yeah. Just stay away from him, alright? He's a fucking rock and roll clown and a shitty excuse for a human being. And he's Toki's friend.

[He feels better having warned Oliver about that painted dildo.]

[oliverplus]

Yeah, okay. [whatever makes you feel better, Nathan. he doubts he'll meet him in any case]

[onehundredbeers]

Okay. ...Good.

So, uh. I said my piece. How about you? If you could have fucking anybody from back home, who would it be?

[oliverplus]

[blinks, surprised by the question] Uh. Well. [it's a very hard question. there are people he wishes so badly that he could see again, but...he couldn't wish this place on them] I've already got the Doctor. And I don't think I'd really want to put anybody through, you know, the things that happen here. So...nobody, I guess.

[onehundredbeers]

Come ooooooooooooon. There has to be somebody. I refuse to believe you're really that like, self-sacrificial and virtuous. Come on. You can tell your good pal, here.

[oliverplus]

[quickly, defensively] No, really! I couldn't wish that on her!

[not that he has anyone SPECIFIC in mind or anything]

[onehundredbeers]

[Oh snap!]

Ooooooooh, her, huh? Lemme guess, your girlfriend? That's cute, Oliver. Awwwww.

[Best part is, his tone really isn't mocking at all. Not in the least. He has just stated that Oliver having a girlfriend is cute. And this is one of the reasons Brendon says the boys are feminine enough to count as girls.]

[oliverplus]

[Oliver reddens, looking down in embarrassment] But I mean it!

[onehundredbeers]

[Nathan wins. He casually slings an arm over Oliver's shoulder like a good pal.]

So, what's her name?

[oliverplus]

[looks back at him, smiling now at the thought of Chloe, though there's sadness hidden in the expression] Chloe. Chloe Elliot. She's the most amazing girl on Earth, Nathan.

[onehundredbeers]

Pretty name.

[Yay it's talk about girlfriends hour! Nathan loves this hour.]

Bet she's some kind of activist. You seem like you'd go for a girl that wants to change the world for the better, in her own way. Or a down to earth sweetheart type. Girl next door, maybe.

[oliverplus]

[smiles proudly] Yeah.

[laughs] Have I told you about her before and I just don't remember?

[onehundredbeers]

Nope! First I've heard about it, man. In fact. [He puts on a bit of a grin, goofing around.] I am totally offended you didn't mention it! Man, shit like this is important.