everyone's having a good time

[laserguy]

Who: Scott Summers and various
Where: Aldrip
What: Some closed prompts for the event. A few open prompts featuring the Gnosia questionnaire, direct aftermath of Phoenix!Scott killing Ryoji, and a little time after where Scott's having a Time back at his house.
Warnings: Some descriptions of death and burning. PTSD??


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[laserguy]

[Seeing the grin on Marco's face... Scott knows he's in good company. Maybe the survey or whatever will be pissed at them later, but they'll just have to cross that bridge if it happens. He'd like to make some plan or countermeasure against any potential consequences, but hard to do that when he doesn't even know that the retaliation may be like. Well, at least he has his powers. That's always a Plan.]

Oh I'm sorry, right, Becca's a real heartbreaker.

[He snorts, but the amusement on Scott's face doesn't leave him, especially as the other teen starts getting into ants. Points for creativity, sort of. Scott is gonna give them to Marco anyway. Although, he notices the way the screen flashes almost differently from last time and that's interesting, with Scott raising one eyebrow at him, but he doesn't push. Maybe dude actually really hates ants.] Just saying man, if there are an army of human sized ants, we're probably fucked.

[apeshift]

[ Marco's already lined up at least five different contingency plans should events go sideways, most of which pan to immediately fleeing in some form or another. One involves turning into a gorilla and punching whatever's screwing with him as hard as he can, because you can't go wrong with the classics. Hopefully Scott's okay with being towed around Donkey Kong style, since Marco has, despite his extreme paranoia, found himself actually kinda liking the guy. ]

Oh, super mega turbo fucked. They're ruthless, mindless, war-savage killers who know no fear. And they can lift like a hundred times their own body weight. [ He gives a shudder that's only slightly exaggerated. ] Also, you ever see one up close? Ugly as sin.

[ Wow, this had started as a joke, but now he's somehow managed to come up with an actual nightmare scenario? Well, it's not like he's been getting a good night's sleep lately anyway. He raises his own eyebrow right back at Scott, gesturing at him in a clear challenge. ] Seriously, I'd be amazed if anyone could come up with a worse fear than that.

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[Either dude has an active imagination, watched a lot of movies, or knows how to really sell this scenario, because fuck man. The smile on Scott hasn't disappeared at least, but now both eyebrows are raised at him because maybe Marco has an actual fear of ants or something. Although, he didn't even think about the whole lifting things a hundred times their own body weight. That's kind of fucked up and weird.]

Mostly thinking about how they'd probably outnumber us, but you bring up good points.

[But okay, guess it's his turn. Scott obviously has to come up with something that's just as bonkers as the other teen's answer, although it'd feel cheap if he said something like 'wasps but huge' as well. Nah, he has to be more imaginative than that. What's a good one...]

Okay, imagine this, you're sitting around and suddenly you look outside to see a fucking huge mushroom cloud in the distance. Nuclear armageddon man.

[The screen flashes red, but in a similar way to Marco's, where maybe it's not fully false.] The world's just instantly fucked. Not even giant ants survive that.

[apeshift]

[ Hey, he can have both an active imagination and a healthy fear of ants. Judging from the raised eyebrows, Scott does not understand this completely rational respect for the worst non-alien creature on the planet, but that's fine; he doesn't expect anyone who hasn't a) seen their friend's unconscious body get shredded to the bone by a swarm of ants, or b) been an ant themselves and experienced the terror firsthand, to get it.

Though okay fine, nuclear armageddon's pretty high up there too in terms of scary shit. And also hits just a little too close to home, as Marco can't quite hide the grimace on his face at the prospect. With the number of close shaves he's had to being both the nuked and the nuker, even he can't quite treat this prospect as a complete joke. ]

Yeah, that's tough to beat. Though I got good news for you, man - ants and roaches can survive nukes just fine. Trust me on this. Maybe that's how we get human-sized ants thanks to all the radiation.

[ The screen flicks to the next question thankfully, since Marco doesn't exactly want to linger on this topic or think about just what the hell Scott might be afraid of that's worse than nuclear warfare. His relief is short-lived though, as the next question is...a bit harder to bullshit.

HAVE YOU KILLED SOMEONE? HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT IT?

Well, shit. How does he get out of this one? ]

I've killed plenty of people in Street Fighter, sure, but I can't say I think about my rocking arcade skills that often. [ The screen goes red. ] Okay fine, I brag about it all the time.

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[He remembers some people mentioning that's how mutants came to be but the implications of all that isn't something Scott wants to really think about. Besides, there were definitely mutants around before radiation and everything, he's like almost sure of that. And if not, well, he's... he's still a mutant and he's not ashamed of it.

Ugh, why did all this backfire on him?? Because he's thinking about serious things still!

Marco has the right idea to just move on. This question is definitely easier, right? Maybe he'll just build off what he said, trying to respond in a way that's 'cooler' or whatever didn't work out the last time. Talking about arcades and stuff is at least easy though, something coming a little more naturally to Scott as he smiles at Marco.]

Sounds like you need to challenge the king of the arcade. [Yes that's him.]

In fact, I bet I killed more guys than you at Road Brawler. I'm thinking about it now, actually. [The screen flashes red as well, but Scott folds his arms, looking at him with a challenging look.]

[apeshift]

[ Talking about arcades is indeed easier than thinking about how the last big thing he did before coming to this place was help steal a nuclear warhead and nearly blow his own hometown and the rest of SoCal to kingdom come just so they could threaten their enemy into standing down. Even now, he still isn't sure if Ax had been bluffing...or if he would have stopped his friend from pulling the trigger if he hadn't been.

Ugh, this is getting way too heavy. Even he's starting to get sick of his own teenage angst bullshit now. He forcefully shoves any remaining thoughts on nukes away, returning Scott's smile with a cocky smirk of his own. ]

Oh yeah? Sounds like fun. If you see this king, let them know any time, any place.

[ ...there is a non-zero chance he's gonna regret this bravado later, but whatever, that's a problem for future Marco to handle. Yeah, maybe it's been a few years since he's brushed up on his mad skillz thanks to the war and all, but surely gaming is the same as riding a bike? ]

Psh, it's not about quantity, it's about quality. Doesn't matter how many guys you kill as long as you're the last one standing at the end.

[ Wow, it sure is a good thing they've both already answered the question so there's no truth detector going off at his last statement there! Anyway, he's totally just talking about videogames. ]

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Any time, any place, I'll remember that.

[How long are they going to keep this up? Well, as long as they're able to. Besides, there's an actual sense of... friendship? Basic camaraderie? Something, when they're talking like this. Scott genuinely finds it easy to converse with Marco when they're joking around and he wouldn't actually be opposed to meeting up with him later, when everything calms down. When the infection goes away.

Besides, he has to challenge him at the arcade now. That wasn't totally made up. They just have to get through this. It's a little stressful thinking about the upcoming days, knowing that he might have to encounter his friends in a less than stable state, but he'll have to deal with it when it happens.

Just. Push that anxiety down. Be focused. Even right now, when they're not taking this seriously. Honestly, it takes some amount of concentration to do so.

The next question appears: What will you sacrifice to be happy?]

As a proud American, hamburgers. I know, sacrilege, hence this being a true sacrifice. [Another flash of red.] Geez, they're judgmental. It could've been truly important to me. You know, culture.