Locked in a Room

[dishevelment]

Who: Everyone stuck in Pride HQ
What: This load of crap.
When: Nov. 1-5
Where Pride HQ
Warnings: Pg-13 minimum because Carnies. Tag if it gets over that.


Everyone got the same call-- and now we're all stuck in HQ with no hint of release in sight.

The reason? No one knows.

How are you coping?

Comments

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Hence: literal morons. [She hops onto the stationary sides of the treadmill to wipe the sweat off her neck.]

They can't keep us in here forever. Eventually we have to go out and make them money, otherwise we're just extremely expensive prisoners.

[cleartranquil]

The most expensive.

[She pauses, leg up over her head and in a position most people couldn't hold at all, let alone comfortably.]

Since we're full on trapped, want me to see if I can dig up anything super embarrassing on our big scary pride siblings?

[Luci will probably guess she means Predator. Yuffie's practically asking for someone to please give her something, anything useful to do.]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci will forever wince at Yuffie just chilling in all her contorted positions. Mostly because she's never been that flexible, and she's feeling sympathy pain that Yuffie probably has never felt ever.]

God yes. [Luci gives up and turns off the treadmill.] I could use some bullshit to laugh at. You, me, Tumblr and ice cream?

[cleartranquil]

[Yuffie Kisaragi has never felt any pain from attempting this stuff!

....Okay, that is a fucking lie, but it's one she will say until the day she freaking dies, because she's...herself, damn it. And that counts for something. Yuffie drops her foot and grins, pausing to pop her neck in a way that probably looks horrifically uncomfortable before bouncing her way over to Luci.]

That sounds like the best plan that's ever been planned! There's gotta be some fun dirt hanging out in someone's tag!

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci will say this-- it's hard to feel down when Yuffie's doing her best to stay up. Even if she can make incredibly gross popping noises with her neck.]

Let's order us some chocolate with cookie dough. Who should be our first unwitting victim? Censored by Obscurity's bassist tried to slap my ass and missed a couple days ago.