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Username/Display Name: un: antikythera/dn: 🍎 | un: figuerative/dn: Figue
Server Channel: #SOS
Time: Early morning

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Heyyyy guys, Ringo and Figue here. We’ve got news!

Figue
Unfortunate news. I’m very sorry, but Ringo and I tried to hack into the server in order to try and obtain some answers or at least tamper with the code to prevent things like Astarion’s post from pulling unauthorized photographs of the guests, but…

It seems to have… backfired.

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Yeah, so… Figue and I are kind of… stuck right now? Like. In the server. We have actual bodies so this shouldn’t even be possible, but you all know how “impossible” and “this hotel” go together.

Figue
It seems we’re unable to escape on our own without a specific word assigned to each of us being typed into the server. However, it’s considered to be “banned” and therefore we’re unable to tell you what those words actually are.

Additionally, the data itself is behaving abnormally. Please be careful.

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Anyway, we’re counting on you guys! Thanks in advance! 🙏
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ooc: So Figue and Ringo fucked around and found out! They snooped into the server and have now been sucked into said server. They’re stuck in there until someone types the “banned” word associated with each of them. Pls help.

Additionally, their hacking has temporarily ruined the server for everyone else a little. Per Squee, everyone will find that when they try to type into the server, they’ll end up spilling their true thoughts instead of whatever they were going to say. Their brain to fingers filter has been removed.

We can all play with this to whatever extent we want to! It’ll linger intermittently for a few days, and then taper off, and your character’s account can just be totally unaffected if you want them to be.

feel free to threadjack and use this post as a mingle for spilling-your-characters'-guts shaped shenanigans! Figue and Ringo will pop in here and there too. ♥

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[. . . normally, he'd laugh off Ryuji's touchingly sincere (and. . . probably intentionally platonic, despite how it sounds) words with a laugh and a joke about a silly chore wheel! or maybe some other jibe about what kind of roommates they'd be (the kind who treated picking out toilet paper VERY SERIOUSLY). but. . .]

[not this time!1]

[this time, his fingers begin to betray him, and mister joker is typing. . . pops up on the screen and is deleted several times over]

[before one message finally comes through]

v

[WHAT]

[ Ryuji doesn't know what compelled him to type all that. Probably what's compelling the rest of them to say the things that they're saying. So he feels a little flustered having spilled his more... private desires to Akira. It was just so mushy!! And he tries not to be that mushy, especially in public!!

But look, he's feeling weird too because of certain mistletoe shenanigans and maybe he's a little caught in his feelings. IT'S OKAY. IT'S WHATEVER. ]

[ wow he sure waited a long time in panic for a... v ]

ok?

[I'M SORRY. I'M SO SORRY. I'M SOOOOOO SORRY RYUJI!! YOU DESERVE BETTER!!!]

[whatever Akira was struggling with though, he seems to have it. . . a bit under control, because the next thing he sends is not the gushing waterfall of emotion that suddenly poured out of the tips of his fingers and onto the keyboard]

sorry typo.

but also.

. . . i'd really like that.

[there's so much more he can say, so much more he WANTS to say, but he refuses!! to do it!! on a public network!]

[ bless your self-restraint, akira. meanwhile, ryuji has none. which is why his reply is still just as sappy even though he doesn't mean for it to be. ]

id really like that too!! i just really like u, man. like a lot. so much. hahaha

[ ugh stop typing stop typing stop typing ]

GOD I REALLY GOTTA STOP TYPING SO MUCH HUH

[. . . . . . . . . . .]

[GAY PANIC INTENSIFIES]

no, it's okay, you can keep going. i uh.

i.

so anyway, dude, where are you? let's hang out.

[Ringo is absolutely over here in the void nudging Figue like "you seeing this shit".

Just gotta put that out there.]

[RINGO MAY OR MAY NOT BE THE REASON HE WAS FIGHTING HIS URGES TO GAY PANIC ALL OVER THE NETWORK!!]

[WOW RUDE]

[RUBBERNECK THE ROMANTIC PROBLEMS OF YOUR OWN TEAM RINGO!!]

[SHE DOESN'T HAVE A CHOICE BUT TO DO SO TYVM]

[suffer]

[ Figue is being nudged! And looking like she's trying not to be intrigued but yes she's seeing this shit. ]

[u guys. . . . . . .]

[ U GUYS

golly. ]

[being a teenager is hard]

[ MEANWHILE, THIS BOY IS OBLIVIOUS TO THE RINGO AND FIGUE RUBBERNECKING ]

oh yeah lets do it im on the low grav floor just chillin

[akira is too don't worry]

great! i'll be there in five.

[wait]

what floor is that again?

24!!! come join meeee

you don't have to ask twice

[the reply comes so easily, but even so, Akira can feel something fluttering wildly in the pit of his stomach. is this what they call. . . butterflies?]

[. . .]

[what is he even doing. is he even going to do anything?? Akira wanted to get away from the computer so his words would come from the heart, passionate and delivered freely and by his choice. but on the other hand. . . it'd be so easy to just hang out like they always do and never address anything that was said while Ryuji's brain-to-keyboard filter was off]

[but. . .]

[. . .]

[. . . he should probably go before he chickens out. before he talks himself out of doing anything at all]

[and, as promised. . . five minutes or so later on floor 24, Ryuji may catch his bestie floating serenity through the air, gently propelling himself off the walls while he admires the space-themed scenery]

I feel so. . . other-worldly.

[ Ryuji spends a good few minutes waiting for Akira and wondering if he should be nervous. Should he be nervous about not being nervous? They... kissed! And that's fine. It's fine. It was mistletoe and that's just what you do and. Yeah.

But also, he did kiss his best friend. That happened.

He's hanging upside down when Akira floats over and before he can even take a moment to be nervous, the other boy is speaking and Ryuji laughs, spinning in place to sit in the air right side up. ]

Ain't it fun? I love hanging out on this floor. I get to float and look at space and it's great.

[THAT SURE IS A THING THAT HAPPENED!! and you can bet Akira's been replaying that moment over and over and over in his head, trying not to let his stupid teenage anxieties overwhelm him. but their conversation on the network prior to this had been so easy, so natural, so. . . it's fine, right?? it's definitely fine]

[and his nerves are only eased when he is greeted with a bright grin-- the kind of smile that lights up an entire room. . . and, sappily, the corners of Akira's heart. whatever awkwardness that dumb mistletoe kiss had caused certainly wouldn't be enough to ruin their friendship]

[and if that couldn't ruin it, then. . .]

[. . .]

[Akira braces himself against one wall, allowing his body to drift idly upwards until he's the one hanging upside down with his glasses nearly floating off his face]

It doesn't make you sick? You've got an iron stomach.

[ It's definitely fine. Ryuji has also been replaying that moment over and over and over and over and over, and he knows that it's a little bit his fault that they haven't figured out what it means because it's his fault that they kissed in the first place. But it was the mistletoe, right? It was just the mistletoe that made them kiss. Ryuji kissed a few people, not just Akira, so clearly that kiss is on the same level as the others.

(Except that it's very much not.)

But it's easy to smile at Akira when he shows up and easy to laugh when Akira ends up hanging upside down, feeling bright and amused. He smiles a little dopily in response to his question. ]

Nah. Well, maybe at first but not anymore! I, uh, also try not to eat before I come onto this floor. Like eatin' before swimmin', ya know?

[yeah. . . it was the mistletoe. . . . . . . . . YEAH. . .]

Huh. That sounds smart.

[. . . playfully, he reaches out to ruffle the fringes of Ryuji's hair from his current upside-down position]

Then let's hope I don't lose the lunch I had about twenty minutes ago.

[AKIRA??]

[THAT'S NOT ROMANTIC]

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