You wake up next to them.

[Jan VonFowl]

Ummm... Where's my car? X girl, what did you do with my car?

 

[Raven Hayashi]

Out now, unless you want to stay for your gruesome death.

 

[Slot 16]

(What the CRAP? Death the Kid, with MY eye color, AND my profession????)

*continues using Virtual Reality Simulator, sitting down in a plushie recliner*

 

[Raven Hayashi]

(Intimidation, mostly works on the weak minded. That's what gets Raven out of Bantha dung.)

Ahh forget it.....

*Walks away*

(Poor mit he missed it)

 

[Jan VonFowl]

(Trying to find a better picture... don't like this one much... But yeah, he's a slicer, and he has a sports car with guns in it.)

No, seriously... Where'd my car go?!

*starts climbing up walls looking for his car*

 

[Slot 16]

(NO! *slaps* KEEP HIM! The Galaxy needs more Kid Death!)

*nibbles pocky*

 

[Jan VonFowl]

*comes down from the walls and just stares at the pocky-nibbling girl*

My car...

(Now I'm conflicted... I was picking between Kid, Greed, and Mashiro from Bakuman...)

 

[Thelma]

I got imponded, and know get at out of my room

 

[Jan VonFowl]

But... Naaaaaaah.

Pretty sure this is a virtual reality projection of my house.

 

[Thelma]

No that was the bomb Sabrina droped

 

[Rik'Tani]

*looks around*

Oooooooookay. I guess too much Tarisian Ale equals pedophilia for me....

 

[Thelma]

[member="Rik'Tani"] sixteen is legal

Spoiler

uk age of consent, but you are 8 years older, so still wrong

 

[Rik'Tani]

^ That doesn't make me feel any better, you know!

*groans, rubbing forehead*

 

[Cross Ikon]

Yeah... That got weird quick. Least we had fun.

 

[Rik'Tani]

*drapes her arm across Cross's shoulders and leans on him, sleepily looking around the room*

Where are we again?

 

[Cross Ikon]

I have no idea. Doesn't matter much, though. Were we on vacation?

*snuggles up to and hugs*

 

[Rik'Tani]

I think? I dunno, man. The last couple of months have been pretty hazy...

*lays head on Cross's shoulder*

 

[Cross Ikon]

*strokes hair*

Maybe we were continuously drunkenly playing in the mansion for a while.

 

[Judah Lesan]

This is not kessel anymore

 

[Malachite the Shoki]

No, it isn't. Now get the hell out of my bed before I torch that nice 'stache into charcoal.