Can't stop won't stop

[iwoulddie]

'Sup peasants. I've come here to do what I do best: meme!

Domesticity meme!
I. Post with your character!
II. Reply to threads! You two have now been living together for who knows how long, or maybe they just moved in and you're still getting used to each other's habits. Can't decide? Flip a virtual coin!
III. Enjoy your lives together! Or don't. Not all roommates are perfect. All the same, have fun!

And, go!

Comments

She just wants to be spoiled :P

[justanimitator]

[well, here they are-- I made your favorite!]

Darn right. |D

[doubleringuns]

[Peanut butter and banana on rye, right? Rin hopes you remembered the orange slices on the side.]

Leave 'em right there, [she says, not looking back at him - she's focused on her game. "Right there," in this case, means the empty patch near her non-mouse hand on the desk.]

[Oh, by the way, Imi - I hope you like what she's playing.]

Poor Imi!

[justanimitator]

O... kay?

[oh no, scary gross game! he's just going to close his eyes and walk over there and...

trip over a cord and drop the sandwich]

Rin just loves her guns! =D /2

[doubleringuns]

[Yeah, but closing your eyes doesn't block out the sounds of the monsters dying horribly, does it?]

[what the OMG SANDWICH--] Hey--!


[Immediately her attention whips back to the game; the brief lapse caused her avatar to take some damage in a tight spot. She works her way out and pauses, then...]

[doubleringuns]

[...well, now it's on the floor. that's wonderful.]

[justanimitator]

I-- I'm sorry. I'll make a new one... very very quick!

[doubleringuns]

No, it's okay. I'll get it. [But the tone of voice is glumly dejected rather than reassuring. She's still looking at the now-ruined sandwich.]

[Her game's paused anyway, so she bends down to clean up the mess.]

[justanimitator]

[but a sad looking Rin is even worse than a mad one! D:]

I'll make one! I'll make two! Or... or three! I'll make whatever you want, Rin-san!

[doubleringuns]

I said it's okay, Len. Don't worry about it.

[Still soft and sad-sounding, but that remark does a much better job of the "reassuring voice tone" thing - she does seem to mean it. Rin gathers up the foodbits for the small plate; with one last forlorn look at them, she starts to head out-of-room.]

[justanimitator]

[h-- he's still going to go make homemade orange juice now. and find some cookies]

[doubleringuns]

[She'll return to her bloody shoot-'em-up after disposing of the food. Will you brave the scary to let her know about the treats?]

[justanimitator]

[y-- yes. and keep his eyes open-- because he feels he owes her now]

R-- Rin-san? I... I made more food...

/2

[doubleringuns]

[inattentively] Huh?

[So hey, in that video? Jump forward to about 1:01:09. You'll perceive a certain voice-clip and accompanying gesture the player can activate at will.]

[Rin's character stands in front of a monster that's wailing and wounded, on its knees. (This happens in the actual game sometimes, too, if they take sufficient damage that doesn't kill them instantly.) She triggers the soundbyte, then blows the creature's head off with a shotgun, creating a bloody spraying mess in-game.]

[doubleringuns]

[Rin, however, thinks it's funny as heck. This face.]

That never gets old.

[justanimitator]

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

[doubleringuns]

[sorry, can't hear you, too busy HAVING FUN.]

[justanimitator]

[h-- he's just going to put the food down and run away-- to his room, where he'll cuddle his toys and try to forget what he just saw and heard.

why does Rin-san like something so awful?]

/2

[doubleringuns]

[Because Rin-san loves guns. And violence. THE PERFECT GIRL.]


[... ... oh, hey, when did these cookies and orange juice get here?]

[doubleringuns]

[-- Doesn't matter, yeah treats! ^_^]

[justanimitator]

[aren't you curious where they came from? ;;]

[doubleringuns]

[Maybe the Dressing Room did it. That happens sometimes, right?]

[justanimitator]

[well, yeah.

...or it's the loudly wibbling shouta in the room next door]

[doubleringuns]

[...Nah, couldn't be. He would've tripped and spilled everything.]

[justanimitator]

[but don't those cookies kinda taste familiar?

like Len!cookies?]

/2

[doubleringuns]

[-- Hey, you know what? They do! And she has to hand one thing to little!Len: he does make good cookies.]

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