this is a [test] of the emergency broadcast system

[titansno]

TEST DRIVE MEME

> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters.
> The Mall. Exactly what it says on the tin! Dodge the hordes of teenage mallrats or take part, whichever suits your tastes.
> Rainy Day. Agh, it's fucking awful out. And is it raining those vermilion things?? Now you've got an Echo to contend with on top of everything else. Find some shelter, quick!
> PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION, HOW FUN
> The most horribly kitschy Arts and Crafts Fair you can imagine.
> Wild Card! Make up your own.

Comments

[nottame]

It's - probably yours, man!

[There's a kind of laughing heartiness in his voice; he looks half-impressed and half-amused, one brow raised and the other askew to it, grinning similarly not-quite-symmetrically.]

That's a sword...?

[atouchofstrife]

What else would it be? It's got a pointy end and a hilt.

[he's so totally ignoring that first part there.]

[nottame]

Well, uh, I dunno.

Could be decoration, or something! I guess.

[There is absolutely no purpose to his saying that - it's all light and half-conscious.]

'S gotta be like, a sign, though, I mean - how much arm strength you gotta have to even use it as a sword?

[atouchofstrife]

A decoration, huh?

[and he just walks over to it and - with a lot of struggling - manages to slightly lift it. slightly as in he got the hitl up off the ground before he has to let it go.]

I doubt there are that many people who can lift it, let alone swing it around.

[nottame]

It's gonna be bad-ass when you get the power to swing it, though, man.

[He's still being playful and conversational about it, hence the so-very-nonchalantly saying it as a "will" and not a "could".]

[atouchofstrife]

Doesn't matter. It's taking up space in my garage.

[nope, doesn't care about the badass stuff. he just wants to move it out of the way.]

[nottame]

[Blink. His expression re-skews.]

So who else is gonna use it?

[Who can, he means. Man's not basically throwing the thing out, is he?]

[atouchofstrife]

I can barely lift it, let alone use it.

[sighs and runs a hand through his hair.] I could just put it in a corner and call it art.