@ErsatzEmpress Right, done with my Spider-Man sheet.
Looks like you initiated my timer then. Oh boy.
@ErsatzEmpress Right, done with my Spider-Man sheet.
I never thought I'd enjoy Code Vein so much, I walked into it expecting the cringiness of God Eater 3 but was met by talented English voice acting, a very engaging story and characters that were actually likeable.
“Yeah. I did.” CJ’s response is brief, but still apathetic. She smirks as the memory comes back to her. That watch–it was Brian’s. God she hated Brian. Not as much as she hated Jeff or Eddie, but they were essentially part of some of the worst experiences she had in high school. Ivory’s remark that reminders weren’t always so painful echoes in her head, a surge of resentment curdles in her stomach almost instantly. What a privileged thing to say. The kind of thing someone who didn’t have to go through real pain said to you. Kind of thing you were supposed to smile and nod at. She wanted to grab the back of her head and slam it into the table. She didn’t. But she wanted to. Her head turns casually to Lucas, trying to get the convo to end. She also has the opportunity to get that residual anger out through a snarky, informal comment. “What about you, Lucas? Family Photo? Christian Cross? Lot of things you wanted to throw away, I’m sure you put something in.” ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ | █ #1.01 WAY DOWN WE GO stuck here again — L7 ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ |
What did she put in the Time Capsule? It was a question that CJ couldn’t quite find an answer to. Everyone seemed to have different ideas. Anni talks about some letter, a lame letter that nobody would ever want to read. Hanna has no idea what she put in there, probably the one time in the history of the universe Hanna forgets something to talk about. Jack talks about her stash which causes CJ to nearly laugh between bites of her burger. As if the faculty would let a student put something like that into a project they were monitoring. The audacity. But then again, Jack was sneaky like that, if there was someone at Ritman who could pull something like that off she believes Jack could. She washes down the burger with more whiskey. She can feel the burning. It feels good. “None of it matters.” she remarks, apathetically about the capsule, “Bunch of garbage we stored away that nobody was gonna want to dig up.” She thinks back as she snarks at the idea of the time capsule. She was here to torment Jack, not to hold hands in a circle and talk about the good old days. For CJ, she softly recalls an expensive watch she tossed in the capsule. More of a fuck you to the guy who owned it than anything else, but it was there. “Why do you want to open it, anyway?” Her eyes cut back to Ivory, clearly judging them for the decision. ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ | █ #1.01 WAY DOWN WE GO stuck here again — L7 p. johnson's ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔interacting with: Everyone (@Salsa Verde specifically) |