EVENT LOG: ON TODAY'S EPISODE...

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone and everyone's evil twin.
What: Drama! Romance! Gripping soliloquies! Otherwise known as our SOAP OPERA EVENT.
When: April 26th - April 30th
Where: All 'round town and coming to a TV guide near you.
Summary: For more information, see this post.
Rating: Keep it PGish! Take anything too raunchy to your appointments posts, darlings.

Log for any and all events around town during the event. But also feel free to do your own posts as well! And yes, this will be the only mass log for the whole weekend.

HAVE FUN.

Comments

Any day!

[daisy023]

[Just as immediately, there is a seven feet tall girl in a red cocktail dress that slings out her pistol once it happens. And that for an odd reason happens to have a gun holster tied to a bare leg revealed by her dress.]

¿Qué hacen aquí? Les dije que les iba a pagar. Necesito tiempo.

[What are you doing here? I told you guys I was going to pay. I need time.]

SORRY FOR THE LATE

[zeropoints]

[This LOAN SHARK MAFIA BOSS EXTRAORDINAIRE, suddenly a master at Italian (which is close enough to Spanish--shh, no one question this!!!!) merely puts a hand up to stop her from talking any further.]

And you had time. [A pointed pause.] More than enough time.

IT'S ALRIGHT!

[daisy023]

Pues no fue suficiente. Haré un concierto si quieres el dinero. Pero no te atrevas a meterte a mi casa.

[Well, it wasn't enough. I'll make a concert if you want the money. But don't you dare get into my house.

Even then, the massive girl walks back as she aims, both hands over pistol, for once more like a singer than a special forces girl.]

[zeropoints]

Money?

[Tsuna shakes his head slowly.]

No, money isn't it. We're not interested in money.

[He nods to the gun. Cue dramatic lighting on Daisy and the pistol in her hands.]

You might want to put the gun down before you hurt yourself.

[daisy023]

[The woman gasps as soon as said thunder aims a little too accurate to blast it out of her hand. God damn it, it was as if Linda had been around annoying Covenant Elites again by pulling the same stunt.

She steps back, falling over a couch too small for her tall figure. Her expression of defiance does not leave her.]

¿Qué quieres?

[What do you want?]

[zeropoints]

We want...









[The silence is long enough for a commercial break.]









... your socks.

[daisy023]

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Oddly enough, she stays still in that silence for that commercial break. Without them, there would be no revenue from advertisements, after all.

Once the true desired object is revealed, Daisy does the most logical thing to do in a case where everyone is clearly insane, acting out a soap opera, and when she isn't even wearing any socks.]

Monstruo!

[She will defend them to the grave.]

[zeropoints]

[Name calling only means things are about to get SERIOUS around here. Tsuna shifts his stance, casually and subtly--just in case. 'Cause he's not really sure when the fighting actually starts or if they're going to fight at all. The musical cue will decide that, but until then...!]

People are so quick to call us monsters. [Well, no, Daisy's actually the first one.] But were we monsters when we graciously helped you out in your time of need?

Who were the monsters then?

[daisy023]

Traficas con alcohol y sueños! Siempre has sido un monstruo! Robando calcetines donde pases!

[You traffic with alcohol and dreams! You have always been a monster! Stealing socks wherever you pass!

Of note, with her red dress, Daisy is acting a lot more melodramatically than ever. Finger-pointing and all.]

[zeropoints]

[Alcohol? Well, Tsuna's not even old enough to drink, but lending alcohol out to people is something he wouldn't rule out. Never say never!!!]

We give you what you want. And in return, we only ask that you give us what we want. How is that not fair? [He shrugs as smoothly as he can manage.] It seems fair to me.

[#equivalentexchange, tag it!]

[daisy023]

Para tí! Keimi hizo esos calcetines! Estás loco si crees que es justo!

[For you! Keimi made those socks! You're crazy if you think it's fair!

She contracts her legs, and moves towards the drawer where they should be.]