CALHOUN HOUR - BINGO II

[vivariummods]

Early in the morning of Day 84, an announcement booms from the warehouse speakers: "All test subjects report to the first floor lobby immediately for your next experiment." Zero's unmistakable garbled voice goes silent afterwards. Once everyone gathers downstairs, they'll be treated to an unexpected sight: Zero standing in front of them in the flesh. Standing tall (at 5'4"...), they're donned in the same piece of clothing everyone remembers them in: a black raincoat (large and long enough that it covers their entire body, leaving no distinguishable features), a full facial gas mask, and matching black gloves. It seems as if Zero really dislikes showing skin... "Today, you will be participating in a game of, what you may call, 'Bingo'. I believe most of you have participated in this before. The rules and explanations are on the back of the cards." An arm is raised to motion towards the paper cards scattered on the nearby table, then it falls again. "Due to some... unfortunate events, I will monitor you in person. However, do not underestimate what will happen to you should you decide to cheat, escape, attack, or do anything that will break my rules. Your bracelets are still very functional and my cameras will continue to record every move you take, so I suggest that you refrain from doing anything foolish." "Now begin." BASIC INFO ✖ LET'S PLAY BINGO ✖ TURN-IN ✖ POST-EVENT

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[fairsfair]

[ you know what, i will allow this, because now i can fully achieve my dream of throwing a coup, i'm going to fight the man. viva la revolution ]

[ rudeness is welcome and jake seems way more amused than insulted or anything. he's not the biggest fan of alfendi, for a large number of reasons, but he can at least respect that alfendi can say some fun stuff (like 10% of the time). ]

You're going to have to work on your insults if that's the best you can come up with. [ like jake cares about his looks. ps: he looks like a goddamn lumberjack right now, the beard and all, it's great ] Looks like Zero did a good job on patching you up, for some reason or another.

[lameton]

[promise to rule a small country with me one day ichi, we would be awesome

alfendi's too bitter and old and lame to joke around about the little gasmasked shorty over there reassembling him from his deathcoma, so. he doesn't. he just stares at jake for a while, then graces him with the most half-hearted shrug he can muster.]

Yes. I assume he has a crush on me. Or... she. They. [he sniffs, totally disinterested in theorizing about what zero might look like under the mask. probably not like another lumberjack, at least, at that height. lumberjack............ why are you such a grizzly bear, jake]

Rather than dwell on that, though - bingo. What do you need?

[fairsfair]

[ i don't see that going terribly wrong at all. i'm sure we will make sound decisions while ruling this tiny micro-nation ]

[ maybe zero is just a collection of gnomes, i mean, anything's possible here, and there's nothing wrong with being a grizzly bear. i'm sure wesker would be proud to have a bear as an illegitimate kid. also, jake takes a second to think of what exactly he needs left on his card and hmm... ]

Fork over your lab coat.

[lameton]

[ok putting aside the very idea that zero is gnomes, because what the fuck, ichi, alfendi just looks at jake with a wary sort of apprehension. it would be very easy for him to start a scene, here, the way he usually does - maybe throw his hands up and sarcastically complain about jake wanting to see him naked, then say something just as sarcastic about how his heart is with bluebell and jake needs to back off. but he's tired and sad and bitter and he's seriously not in the mood to screw around. so he just shucks his coat off.]

Here. Don't lose it. [he drapes it over jake's weird, once-bald little bear head.]

Fork over your... ugh. [he looks jake up and down, clicking his tongue in disgust.] I'd like to be a conscientious objector. All your clothes probably reek of the woods, you lumberjack.

[fairsfair]

[ wow don't you judge me. it's completely possible that zero is just a bunch of gnomes. i'm the mod, i can make it canon, and jake takes the coat off his head, grimacing. man, he wonders how fucking gross this is. he's a bit surprised that alfendi isn't making any of those comments, though, like dang, you really must not be in the mood... jake doesn't really care about alfendi that much to ask, though, so he just continues. ]

At least it smells like I get out. Your coat reeks of being a shut-in.

[ haha take that, but he'll takes off his own coat and just tosses it in alfendi's face. it's huge and heavy, enjoy. ]

[lameton]

[i refuse to let this be canon, stop making me want to watch gravity falls, i'm too busy imagining jake's scratchy-ass tom-hanks-in-castaway beard ok god GOD anyway. alfendi rolls his eyes and shoves his arms through the coat's sleeves, and he immediately wonders if jake is trying to humiliate him on purpose. al's a pretty tall guy, like jake, but he's probably, like, fifteen pounds, tops. this coat weighs on him and makes him look and feel like a child. it's embarrassing, miserable. he figures the best way to chase away this feeling is with violence.]

I kind of want to hit you. I bet everyone's been trying to get their violence cards off of you, but I think I'm the one who really deserves it.

[fairsfair]

[ no, everyone should watch gravity falls. no one cares about castaway and wilson the volleyball and fedex. talking triangles and stingy great uncles is where it's at. also, yes, this is jake's great mastermind plan, humiliating alfendi. honestly, he didn't think it would look that bad on alfendi, but it really does. he can't help but smirk and let out a loud 'HA' like the polite human being that he is. ]

I wouldn't do it though, if I were you. You're probably going to break your arm trying to throw a punch.

[ but no, do it, ange. if i don't seen alfendi punching jake in this thread, you're banned ]