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hey hey hey! can't get to you right now but i will soon as i get the chance! 📸
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this is prompto, yes? the delivery person who also volunteers at the animal shelter?
it's anya! ☆ﾐ(o*･ω･)ﾉ I have good news!
you like taking pictures right? (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ I know someone who needs a photographer!
I hope it's ok that I gave your name as a recommendation
it's anya! ☆ﾐ(o*･ω･)ﾉ I have good news!
you like taking pictures right? (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ I know someone who needs a photographer!
I hope it's ok that I gave your name as a recommendation
[ On the morning of the 13th, one day before Valentine's Day, a sudden text message appears from a Souji Seta. Perhaps you've talked to him before. Perhaps you haven't. Perhaps you're wondering why the hell you are receiving a text at six in the morning but look, let's not sweat the small details. Pay attention to the larger ones, like the contents of this very important message: ]
Hello.
Through the tides of fate, you have been chosen to participate in this year's Valentine's Day event: Blind Dating. It is believed that no one should be alone for such an important day and as such, you have been paired up with another lonely soul.
Your match is with Arlene. Please contact them to plan out your date for tomorrow.
However, if you and your partner do not know what to do, there will be a booth in Recollé Square for the sole purpose of assisting unsure or confused participants of the event. There will be date suggestions, booklets of pick-up lines, and refreshments.
Happy Valentine's Day.
- Cupid
Hello.
Through the tides of fate, you have been chosen to participate in this year's Valentine's Day event: Blind Dating. It is believed that no one should be alone for such an important day and as such, you have been paired up with another lonely soul.
Your match is with Arlene. Please contact them to plan out your date for tomorrow.
However, if you and your partner do not know what to do, there will be a booth in Recollé Square for the sole purpose of assisting unsure or confused participants of the event. There will be date suggestions, booklets of pick-up lines, and refreshments.
Happy Valentine's Day.
- Cupid
[ good morning sunshine, here's a wakeup call from your BFF and he sounds like rainbows and kittens are in the weather forecast today.
And by that I mean he sounds groggy and pissy as fuck. Definitely some hangry in there, as well. ]
You—uU!!?!
[ and the sound of something sold hitting something else solid-- like Noctis falling out of bed and onto the floor by a misplacement of his hand in his cranky shuffling around to get out of the bed covers-- followed by Etro's distress wails because the covers!!! are gone from the bed, she is cold and has done nothing to deserve her beauty sleep be so horribly disturbed by this cold room!!! ]
And by that I mean he sounds groggy and pissy as fuck. Definitely some hangry in there, as well. ]
You—uU!!?!
[ and the sound of something sold hitting something else solid-- like Noctis falling out of bed and onto the floor by a misplacement of his hand in his cranky shuffling around to get out of the bed covers-- followed by Etro's distress wails because the covers!!! are gone from the bed, she is cold and has done nothing to deserve her beauty sleep be so horribly disturbed by this cold room!!! ]
Edited 2017-02-12 13:56 (UTC)
[It's February 14th! Early enough before the blind dates have started, Anya was busy.
At Cabin 11, there will be a gift addressed to Prompto. He'll find a little pouch filled with heart-shaped macarons, about 6 or 7. There's a neat little card written in Anya's neat and short hand-writing:]
Happy Valentine's Day!
Please know that I adore you too.
- Anya ♡
[The macarons have their own little messages instead of the classic Sweetheart Conversations, customized based on whoever Anya's giving them to. This batch reads:]
CONGRATS
GOOD LUCK
FRIEND
SWEET
At Cabin 11, there will be a gift addressed to Prompto. He'll find a little pouch filled with heart-shaped macarons, about 6 or 7. There's a neat little card written in Anya's neat and short hand-writing:]
Happy Valentine's Day!
Please know that I adore you too.
- Anya ♡
[The macarons have their own little messages instead of the classic Sweetheart Conversations, customized based on whoever Anya's giving them to. This batch reads:]
CONGRATS
GOOD LUCK
FRIEND
SWEET
[he takes several pictures of them on his phone and sends them to anya (he even takes one selfie of himself happily eating one of them!)]
[and now, a video of himself]
Thank you, Anya! They were so good! Know that I too adore you~!
[why is she so cute]
[and now, a video of himself]
Thank you, Anya! They were so good! Know that I too adore you~!
[why is she so cute]
hey man! best of luck today.
before your shift ends, don't forget to talk to me. I have something for you and the other employees.
[When Prompto arrives to work, there will be a gift bag waiting for him with his name on it. Inside that bag there are some video games for any consoles that he happens to own.
There will also be his usual paycheck, along with a $100 dollar bonus check in preperation for all the hard work for Valentines Day.]
before your shift ends, don't forget to talk to me. I have something for you and the other employees.
[When Prompto arrives to work, there will be a gift bag waiting for him with his name on it. Inside that bag there are some video games for any consoles that he happens to own.
There will also be his usual paycheck, along with a $100 dollar bonus check in preperation for all the hard work for Valentines Day.]
[once prompto is privy to the awesome stuff mikoto gets for him THAT HE TOTALLY DIDN'T HAVE TO GET HIM, prompto makes it his mission to find him, and gives him a surprise squeeze/hug from around the shoulders]
Mikoto! What's that about giving out gifts during your birthday?
[prompto's laughing though, happy to hand over a neatly wrapped envelope; green, with a lovely red ribbon around it.]
...sorry I got this to you late, but. Happy birthday.
[it's no big deal, it's just a polaroid of the staff in front of the flowershop earlier in the day. colourful and with a bright filter, it'd go great on a frame on the wall.]
Mikoto! What's that about giving out gifts during your birthday?
[prompto's laughing though, happy to hand over a neatly wrapped envelope; green, with a lovely red ribbon around it.]
...sorry I got this to you late, but. Happy birthday.
[it's no big deal, it's just a polaroid of the staff in front of the flowershop earlier in the day. colourful and with a bright filter, it'd go great on a frame on the wall.]
[he’s got… some sort of recording device going. It might actually be a real camera—because there’s no way the iPhone 4s has the space for the length of this video. When the camera turns on, it’s a close-up of his face as he tries to asses where it’s pointing at and if it’s good. Once he’s satisfied, he steps back, and then goes to the spot he’s hoping to capture—and slides his hands in his pockets. He’s not sure what type of persona he wants to convey here, so… he’s letting some of his natural discomfort show]
So… Gotta admit, I decided to pick a doozy of a topic tonight. But—honestly, I had no choice. [he waves his hand slightly, and then shrugs as he continues] See. I told my brother I was doing this, asked him for suggestions on topics, you know. Made him feel like his opinion really mattered for this. And at first he says he doesn’t care.
[he pauses for dramatic effect]
Then, he realizes that’s not true, and he looks me in the eyes, grabs me by the shoulder, since we’re such a touchy-feely family and all, and says just like this: “Mako. What EVER you do…. Don’t talk about airplane food.”
[he’d stooped a little to imitate the look of grabbing someone and pulling them down to their level, both hands out of his pocket. His face… deathly serious and intense. Once the impression’s over, he stands up straight and starts to pace in one direction]
So, naturally, when someone cares that much, you have to talk about airplane food. You also have to get to the bottom of why your little brother, who has never been on an airplane in his life, and screams the minute he’s on the second story of a building if he looks out the window, cares so much about airplane food.
[he looks the camera dead in the face, playing the line completely straight, as though he was sincerely worried.]
I say, bro. We need to talk.
[he affects a panicked voice,] “AS LONG AS IT’S NOT ABOUT AIRPLANE FOOD MAKO.”
No bro, for real, we need to talk. Just like that, we are getting to the bottom of this airplane food shenanigans right now. Who grabbed you, and made you eat airplane food? Why did it affect you so much? Why am I only just finding about this now?
[a beat, and a pause for emphasis]
Look, you don’t just get on a plane, eat the food, and run off into the wilderness. That, last I checked, is not how airplanes work. I should know. Unlike my brother, I speak from at least one experience. Which makes this a doozy of a topic for another reason.
Is airplane food cool these days? I didn’t exactly put feelers out on the status of airplane food. When I look at a guy, devastated by life, I don’t immediately think, “This man was forced to eat airplane food once in his life and I’m going to make a joke about it.” [again, he plays the line straight, with complete, sincere intensity]
Do people even have, an opinion, outside of my brother? If you do, tinder me later. That sounds like a Tinder type of conversation. My username is, don’t laugh, hatmako858xoxo. Swipe right.
[pause]
… I’m being completely serious with you right now. This is important stuff. I have to get to the bottom of this, slash embarrass my brother as much as humanly possible because he cares so much. No one cares about something that deeply.
[he holds his hands, and pushes them forward slightly, a sort of ‘be calm’ gesture]
Let me explain. No one cares that much when they’ve never been on an airplane.
Hell, do people even care when they’re on an airplane? There are maybe 50 immediate ways a fight can end, and about half of them involve a fiery death, a quarter involve crying babies, and then the rest involve every single way you can be mildly uncomfortable. I know there are fifty because I personally imagined every single one of them to their natural conclusion.
Because I am a very, very, very chill person. [100% deadpan]
So anyway, I’m having this deep heart-to-heart with my brother. I assume that I’m going to learn something about him I didn’t know, I’m gonna have heads to roll because of how traumatized he is about airplane food, from the airplane he’s never been on.
So I go, [now, his tone switches from serious to utterly concerned, almost exaggeratedly so] Bro! What happened? Why do you care so much? Is there something I don’t know about?
[and then he gives a wry grin, with a tone to match] And do you know what that—do you know what my brother said to me, me, after I was so concerned about him?
“Mako, Airplane Food is uncool and unfunny. I don’t want you to suck that bad.”
[he lets the words hang in the air for a moment]
What.
The.
Fuck.
So I say, “God damn it—“ and a few curses in Chinese, where my Mandarin speakers at? Anyway, this little punk wants to save me.
So you know what I said to myself? I said, “I am going to have the best routine about airplane food that anyone has ever seen.”
I’m going to get contacted by Comedy Central just to talk about airplane food, you wait.
I just need the up and up on what that’s all about—so remember, hotmako858xoxo and swipe right. People with airplane food opinions only, thanks and good night,.
So… Gotta admit, I decided to pick a doozy of a topic tonight. But—honestly, I had no choice. [he waves his hand slightly, and then shrugs as he continues] See. I told my brother I was doing this, asked him for suggestions on topics, you know. Made him feel like his opinion really mattered for this. And at first he says he doesn’t care.
[he pauses for dramatic effect]
Then, he realizes that’s not true, and he looks me in the eyes, grabs me by the shoulder, since we’re such a touchy-feely family and all, and says just like this: “Mako. What EVER you do…. Don’t talk about airplane food.”
[he’d stooped a little to imitate the look of grabbing someone and pulling them down to their level, both hands out of his pocket. His face… deathly serious and intense. Once the impression’s over, he stands up straight and starts to pace in one direction]
So, naturally, when someone cares that much, you have to talk about airplane food. You also have to get to the bottom of why your little brother, who has never been on an airplane in his life, and screams the minute he’s on the second story of a building if he looks out the window, cares so much about airplane food.
[he looks the camera dead in the face, playing the line completely straight, as though he was sincerely worried.]
I say, bro. We need to talk.
[he affects a panicked voice,] “AS LONG AS IT’S NOT ABOUT AIRPLANE FOOD MAKO.”
No bro, for real, we need to talk. Just like that, we are getting to the bottom of this airplane food shenanigans right now. Who grabbed you, and made you eat airplane food? Why did it affect you so much? Why am I only just finding about this now?
[a beat, and a pause for emphasis]
Look, you don’t just get on a plane, eat the food, and run off into the wilderness. That, last I checked, is not how airplanes work. I should know. Unlike my brother, I speak from at least one experience. Which makes this a doozy of a topic for another reason.
Is airplane food cool these days? I didn’t exactly put feelers out on the status of airplane food. When I look at a guy, devastated by life, I don’t immediately think, “This man was forced to eat airplane food once in his life and I’m going to make a joke about it.” [again, he plays the line straight, with complete, sincere intensity]
Do people even have, an opinion, outside of my brother? If you do, tinder me later. That sounds like a Tinder type of conversation. My username is, don’t laugh, hatmako858xoxo. Swipe right.
[pause]
… I’m being completely serious with you right now. This is important stuff. I have to get to the bottom of this, slash embarrass my brother as much as humanly possible because he cares so much. No one cares about something that deeply.
[he holds his hands, and pushes them forward slightly, a sort of ‘be calm’ gesture]
Let me explain. No one cares that much when they’ve never been on an airplane.
Hell, do people even care when they’re on an airplane? There are maybe 50 immediate ways a fight can end, and about half of them involve a fiery death, a quarter involve crying babies, and then the rest involve every single way you can be mildly uncomfortable. I know there are fifty because I personally imagined every single one of them to their natural conclusion.
Because I am a very, very, very chill person. [100% deadpan]
So anyway, I’m having this deep heart-to-heart with my brother. I assume that I’m going to learn something about him I didn’t know, I’m gonna have heads to roll because of how traumatized he is about airplane food, from the airplane he’s never been on.
So I go, [now, his tone switches from serious to utterly concerned, almost exaggeratedly so] Bro! What happened? Why do you care so much? Is there something I don’t know about?
[and then he gives a wry grin, with a tone to match] And do you know what that—do you know what my brother said to me, me, after I was so concerned about him?
“Mako, Airplane Food is uncool and unfunny. I don’t want you to suck that bad.”
[he lets the words hang in the air for a moment]
What.
The.
Fuck.
So I say, “God damn it—“ and a few curses in Chinese, where my Mandarin speakers at? Anyway, this little punk wants to save me.
So you know what I said to myself? I said, “I am going to have the best routine about airplane food that anyone has ever seen.”
I’m going to get contacted by Comedy Central just to talk about airplane food, you wait.
I just need the up and up on what that’s all about—so remember, hotmako858xoxo and swipe right. People with airplane food opinions only, thanks and good night,.
if you have any feedback on something that doesn't land right, lmk
the day after the B&E episode, or rather, not 3 in the morning
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daemonized
2017-02-26 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I've done the math; you owe me zero dollars total. Taxes not included.
Still alive and kicking, I hope?
[Checking in because he actually is... a little concerned?]
Still alive and kicking, I hope?
[Checking in because he actually is... a little concerned?]
[the second he received this text message, prompto read the initial text on his phone's screen "i've done the math," and was ready to throw up from the anxiety. he's glad he decided to read it through immediately, and the relief that washes over him alleviates the previous symptom]
thank you professor i'm sorry to have taken your time like that though
i'm okay, just waiting for the doctor, nurse says i'll be needing stitches
thank you professor i'm sorry to have taken your time like that though
i'm okay, just waiting for the doctor, nurse says i'll be needing stitches
Am I overstepping bounds and being too much of a mother hen if I ask how you're doing now?
[ noah isn't entirely used to apologizing, at least not sincerely. but he's about to put some significant effort into not just going through the motions. ]
Gabranth here. What I said to you earlier was unacceptable and entirely uncalled for, and you have my apologies.
[ it actually takes several minutes of drafting and redrafting and deleting and retyping before he finally settles on those two sentences and hits send. well, it's a start. ]
Gabranth here. What I said to you earlier was unacceptable and entirely uncalled for, and you have my apologies.
[ it actually takes several minutes of drafting and redrafting and deleting and retyping before he finally settles on those two sentences and hits send. well, it's a start. ]
2/18-ish bc haaaa what's doing things in a timely manner like
darkinferno
2017-03-03 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
look
[Heeeeee has no idea what he's doing here!]
about what i said about your photography
["Sorry" isn't a word his hands really know how to type, honestly.]
i still stand by what i said for the most part
i've known too many people that take the time to set up a perfect shot with the best lighting and the best pose and making sure that every aspect of it shows how glamorous their life is and how happy they are
they post those shots and make everyone around them feel like they're doing something wrong for not being in the same position
but you're right too, there are people that take photos for other reasons. reasons that mean a lot more than showing off to your other rich bougie friends how awesome your weekend in monaco was
so yeah, i guess i was a bit harsh
[he's trying okay]
[Heeeeee has no idea what he's doing here!]
about what i said about your photography
["Sorry" isn't a word his hands really know how to type, honestly.]
i still stand by what i said for the most part
i've known too many people that take the time to set up a perfect shot with the best lighting and the best pose and making sure that every aspect of it shows how glamorous their life is and how happy they are
they post those shots and make everyone around them feel like they're doing something wrong for not being in the same position
but you're right too, there are people that take photos for other reasons. reasons that mean a lot more than showing off to your other rich bougie friends how awesome your weekend in monaco was
so yeah, i guess i was a bit harsh
[he's trying okay]
dude what?
[this was unexpected!!]
i didn't think you were being harsh! you were just telling me your opinion which is fair enough
bet i totally blew your mind though haha
i can take you out to take some pictures sometime, get a feel for it!
[...that's not, what he... wanted...]
[this was unexpected!!]
i didn't think you were being harsh! you were just telling me your opinion which is fair enough
bet i totally blew your mind though haha
i can take you out to take some pictures sometime, get a feel for it!
[...that's not, what he... wanted...]
what do you mean "fucked up stitches bleeding"
what the hell did you do to yourself man
what the hell did you do to yourself man
A girl was home alone and she walked downstairs. Nothing was there, but she heard the littlest noise even though nothing was there. So she went back upstairs and climbed into bed. At 12.00 PM she woke up to find a little girl standing at the foot of her bed. The little girl slit her throat open and left her for dead. Nobody found her corpse for around 3 weeks and by then she really smelled! Send this to 3 people or else by 12PM you will see a dead girl at the foot of your bed!
[... This was meant for someone else. Oops.]
[... This was meant for someone else. Oops.]
stop sending me pics of your dog, you're making my heart cry a thousand rivers. 😞
hey
do you know anybody named matt miller? supposedly he's in video production/graphic design up at ru
do you know anybody named matt miller? supposedly he's in video production/graphic design up at ru
If people ask about your bruises and you look them right in the eye and say they're from fucking, they would be like "respect." Or at least they'd quit asking. 😘
for future reference: even when 4 loko is flat it still fucks you up
im near a tree. come find me
im near a tree. come find me
i can't believe it's 2017 and we still have so few answers about dgm
mercurio
- 2017-03-21 22:32 (UTC) - Expand[Later in the day, a text from a certain professor.]
How's the nose?
Also, I have something for you, when you've the time.
How's the nose?
Also, I have something for you, when you've the time.
[It takes a few days for Dante to get up the nerve to go and visit Prompto. He knows that he needs to, after everything that's happened between their fight and talking things over with Ardyn and then later with Ari... he knows that he was out of line and that Prompto deserves an apology. But for some reason, even though Ardyn told him how much Prompto had tried to protect him, Dante can't imagine that he won't do anything but walk away from him. And he'll deserve every bit of it; after all, it's what he was trying to get him to do in the first place.
But putting himself in that position, to have to intentionally make himself vulnerable to being left behind... it's difficult. It takes him a few days.
So it's on Tuesday when Dante finally shows up at Prompto's door, carrying with him a peace offering of spicy food that Prompto's sure to like, drinks in a bag on his arm (as well as a treat for Rufus!). He takes a moment to center himself, taking a deep breath, and then knocks on the door, reaching out to cover the peephole with his thumb if there is one.
When (If?) Prompto opens the door, he'll be greeted by the sight of Dante looking off to the side, unable to look at him quite yet. And then--]
Here. Brought this for you. I've got something for Rufus, too.
[--as he shoves the bag of food Prompto's way.
Hey bro don't just slam the door on his face please????]
But putting himself in that position, to have to intentionally make himself vulnerable to being left behind... it's difficult. It takes him a few days.
So it's on Tuesday when Dante finally shows up at Prompto's door, carrying with him a peace offering of spicy food that Prompto's sure to like, drinks in a bag on his arm (as well as a treat for Rufus!). He takes a moment to center himself, taking a deep breath, and then knocks on the door, reaching out to cover the peephole with his thumb if there is one.
When (If?) Prompto opens the door, he'll be greeted by the sight of Dante looking off to the side, unable to look at him quite yet. And then--]
Here. Brought this for you. I've got something for Rufus, too.
[--as he shoves the bag of food Prompto's way.
Hey bro don't just slam the door on his face please????]
[if only dante remembered that prompto doesn't really lock his door... regardless, it's lucky that dante does get to find prompto in his apartment. having recently returned from a jog around the block with rufus, he answers the door still dressed in his jogging gear--sweat dampening his shirt and placing a sheen over his face and arms.]
[(at least being able to go about jogging means his nose is fine now)]
[the surprise in his eyes as they widen, dante's name at the tip of his tongue, goes by unnoticed as the other is turned away. the bag secured on his arms, prompto looks down and then back up.]
[after what had happened, he didn't expect dante to go out of his way to see him. but it doesn't mean prompto hadn't rehearsed in his mind what he would say when he ran into dante, again.]
[so, steeling himself, his expression is stony for how open and inviting prompto tends to be. at the very least he isn't slamming the door on dante's face.]
...you're my friend. I don't go around calling people that lightly.
[and since prompto is always painfully open about his feelings]
You really hurt me.
[(at least being able to go about jogging means his nose is fine now)]
[the surprise in his eyes as they widen, dante's name at the tip of his tongue, goes by unnoticed as the other is turned away. the bag secured on his arms, prompto looks down and then back up.]
[after what had happened, he didn't expect dante to go out of his way to see him. but it doesn't mean prompto hadn't rehearsed in his mind what he would say when he ran into dante, again.]
[so, steeling himself, his expression is stony for how open and inviting prompto tends to be. at the very least he isn't slamming the door on dante's face.]
...you're my friend. I don't go around calling people that lightly.
[and since prompto is always painfully open about his feelings]
You really hurt me.
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