Time for some mouthwash

[lucetimods]

Who: You! Yes, you!
What: Well the event is over. So um. Yeah.
When: Today! The 19th! Whenever you wake up, so long as its after midnight.
Where: Well, just about anywhere, wouldn't ya say?
Summary: So like, there's these people. They think they're in love. But suddenly the experiment is over and they're all like, "WHOA! I can't believe I totally made out with you!" But the other one is like, "Oh my god, gross!" and the other goes, "Come on it was awesome!" But the second one is like, "You pervert, I'ma kill you with my space lasers!" And then shit blew up and it was awesome. The End.
Rating: Tame-ish? I mean, are you guys really gonna wanna smut in this log too? Seriously.


Okay it's after the event. Suddenly you realize you're not in love! Maybe the person you were with fell asleep next to you. Whaddya gonna do now? Awkward abounds! The village fractures! True Love loses yet again. So much for that being the strongest force of all, am I right?

Comments

[rashness]

I... guess so...

[Man this feels weird. And aclimactic. Oh well he'll finish getting up his pants from his sitting position here]

[rocketpunch]

Yeah. It's totally easy. It's not like it was our fault, either, so...

[Another wrench. Yesss. But she pauses.]

Hey, we can still be friends, though. ...Right?

1/2

[rashness]

[F-...friends. You're moving way fast here, He blinks, thinking... thinking]

[rashness]

...Arrrgh this is complicated!

[NO REALLY]

[rocketpunch]

It's not complicated at all! Man, guys are so weird. You just like Robbie, and that was really cool.

[rashness]

[.. ... ....]

Ahaha, alright! Alright fine, that's all!

[rocketpunch]

Yeah, see, that was easy. Where I'm from, not many people my age like robots, you know. So don't overthink it.

[rashness]

Why wouldn't people like robots?

[Gosh really]

[rocketpunch]

People...really don't like what they don't understand, you know? More like...they hate it. They really hate it.

[rashness]

...So they hate robots? [That's. Hnnng. He feels bad now, actually. His own situation is different, but...]

[rocketpunch]

No, they don't like technology at all. My dad, he invented lots of things...like toasters, what you probably know as television sets...even my mom thought he was crazy. You know what they say, though, true genius isn't appreciated until after the artist is dead.

[rashness]

Who wouldn't approve of those? I mean, it makes everything easier.

[Okay, pants on. he can stand now]

[rocketpunch]

Yeah, but we're the only ones in town who build things like that. So people think we're crazy. It's not a big deal, though.

[Oh. Look. A screwdriver. This is hers, too. She really doesn't want to talk about other stuff, though.]

I'll just see you around, okay?

[rashness]

Uh... y-... yeah. I guess. I'll see you?

[He feels lame. this feels lame. Uugh]

[rocketpunch]

Just try to have pants on next time, 'kay? Bye-bye!

[rashness]

Of course I normally...!

[UGH FINe. Go, just go. He's going to go check on his turtle...]