All the Trauma

[generalflirt]

Who: Everyone is currently Mallynapped
What: Interacting between being experimented on (in the cells)
When: Well I'll be doing it during Masaomi's kidnapping time (The fifth) onwards, but basically any point in the last week or so and over the weekend
Where: In the detention center for kidnapped peoples.
Summary: Interacting in the same cell, in neighboring cells, etc. Feel free to be creative.
Rating: Probably high due to horrors

Dingy Cells. Experiments. Comrades in pain. Possibly shackles, possibly shenanigans, a lot of negative things. Feel free to interact for it!

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[ironizing.livejournal.com]

Wait, wait. What makes you think you're president? After all, I'm the one with experience in presidenty things, you know.

[herotypical]

Believe me -- I'm way more qualified in this presidential department.

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[She gives her a skeptical look.]

Well, you seem to run with an interesting crowd. I'll give you that.

[herotypical]

What about you? What's your crowd like?

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[He looks pointedly at the ground and sighs.]

Well, the short--and, honestly, not entirely true--version? Rich and powerful. Comes with the territory.

[herotypical]

Are we talking rich and-slash-or powerful or do we need to tick both boxes? Am I disqualified? That'd suck.

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

Relax, Buffster. You'd fall into the extended--and more, for lack of a better word, complicated--version of the crowd I run with. You'd probably get along famously with my--um, personal assistant.

[herotypical]

Your um personal assistant? Well, that doesn't sound non-committal. Not at all.

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

Well--[Oh, good lord. Of all the times and all the places.] She's not exactly...just a personal assistant. Keyword: complicated.

[herotypical]

A-ha. That's...well, okay. Fair enough. That's a pretty decent campaign strategy if you want to take presidency of the club away from me.

[ watch her give you a gracious 'tough topic' exit by mocking your complications, tony. ]

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

How generous of you. [But, really. He appreciates the segue.] Should I get a badge? Or a really official hat?

[herotypical]

...I get to pick the hat.

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

Why would I go and let you do a thing like that? Do you have a degree in hat selection?

[herotypical]

I was raised in LA. So? Yes.

[ shh, it's logic. ]

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

Well, you weren't the only one raised in the city of angels. And I mean that unironically. Mostly.

[Given their current setting and all.]

[herotypical]

...What? [ a look of surprise. ] No way. For reals?

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

For reals. Born and raised--mostly. Can't say I didn't travel around a lot. The main headquarters of my company is based in New York City, but I've always had a soft spot for the west coast, myself. Stuck a division there, too.

[herotypical]

I was in LA up till the age of fifteen. Then I was Sunnydale-bound. Tiny little town, still on the coast. About two hours out of the city? Please tell me you've heard of it?

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[He gives her a dry look.] Nope. Never heard of it, Buffster.

[herotypical]

[ bah. ]

All this separate worlds malarkey gets on my nerves.

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

You think you've got it bad. Last time I checked, there were five alternate universes of the world I come from. Let me tell you, Blondie. When someone starts talking to you about yourself and it's not actually you? That's strange. Very strange.

[herotypical]

Alternate dimensions are always tricky. Oh. Hey. Think you're this Mister Uppity Snob in all of them, Tony?

[ :D ]

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[He fakes a pained look.]

Ouch, Summers. That cuts deep--I've known you, what--a month or so? And all you've gleaned from my personality is Mister Uppity Snob? Hurts.

[Even if it's true. At least, partially.]

[herotypical]

Oh, I wait at least four months before I get any more serious with the gleaning. Gotta protect my poor little heart, right? If I learn that you're actually a Mister Uppity Snob that's worth caring about?

Well, you'll just get sent home and then I'll be sad and that'll be the ubersuck.

[ she's only half joking; this is a legit defense mechanism. ]

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[He gives her a peculiar look before a small smirk.]

Well--sure. I'd hate to go and do something awful like making you care about me. I'll try to only be Mister Uppity Snob for the first four months--more or less. But no promises. I've already given you one oath. Let's not get excessive.