POST-ROUND 2 MINGLE

[idolpro]

[ Once the decisions have been made, everyone is ushered—though those gentle tugs—out their respective mud rooms into the courtyard. An impossibly tall and incredibly dense garden hedge divides one half of the courtyard away—moreover, it increasingly gets taller when climbed, preventing its residents from escaping their slice of the courtyard. From beyond, idols can hear the distant sounds of something rumbling—perhaps it's the ground shaking. . .

The roster is visible on a large screen, though as time progresses, certain names are blacked out. . . ]

[ Mouths and Hands will be able to transform into monsters at-will, though Hands are much more diminutive and Mouths have supernatural abilities at their disposal. Moreover, unit abilities are on. ]

Comments

[unbr8kable]

[Okay, but why is there a dragon]

[Especially one hanging around Hurricane??? Eyeing it,]

[happydreamed]

[Waves a little paw. Hello!]

[unbr8kable]

...

[...waves back. but with mistrust!]

Who're you s'posed to be...?

[happydreamed]

[Draws with his paw in the dirt - H S S.]

[unbr8kable]

...New? There's already a lot of you, ain't there?

[happydreamed]

[Nods! Its seniors have been very good to it thus far.]

[unbr8kable]

...Huh.

And you get on with 'em okay? You ain't putting a ton of pressure on the kids, are you?

[happydreamed]

[Shakes his head, looking mildly offended at the accusation. They're Good Kids, Brent.]

[unbr8kable]

[Unmoved; everyone knows adults can't be trusted]

Good. Keep it that way. If you hurt Hurricane, I'll know. So.

[happydreamed]

[Well, this form is pretty bad for having a conversation is, so after a moment Doctor's shape twists into something more human.]

I will take care of him to the best of my ability.

[unbr8kable]

[Okay so that was unexpected]

[She (mostly) suppresses a jump, though her eyes go wide, both the ones behind her glasses and the fun extras peeking from anyplace shadowed on her body,]

--Right.

You ain't a dragon.

[happydreamed]

I was when I was alive, actually.

[unbr8kable]

...Your monster form was a human? That's dark.

[happydreamed]

No, no, I was turned into a human when I was brought here. Unfair, really. I quite liked having wings.

[unbr8kable]

Kinda sounds like the same diff, honestly.

...You should be able to get wings. Think you can just buy some, honestly. Or die, I guess. Like--don't the old man got some? He's a retired dragon, too, I thought.

[happydreamed]

I have heard, yes, and I might very well save up for them. If you'd like to contribute to the cause, please do visit the clinic sometime for a checkup.

[unbr8kable]

...Intensity's old sex dungeon?

[happydreamed]

It was used as what?

[unbr8kable]

The gut hospital, right? Like...John used some of it for medical stuff, but that ain't all it's been used for.

Ain't some of the rooms still boobytrapped?

[happydreamed]

No, no, the smaller clinic John set up between the hotel and the game tower. I do have reason to use the hospital if I need to run scans, but for regular checkups a small clinic is fine.

[unbr8kable]

Oh.

Well...now you know. If you're wandering around the hospital, just be careful...and be ready to sanitize.

[A pause]

...You know how to use that kinda stuff?

[happydreamed]

I am a doctor, yes.

[unbr8kable]

There's all kindsa doctors. That don't mean they know how to use some weird old Hell hospital crap. Like--what do dragons know about human physiology anyways?

[happydreamed]

Would you like me to rattle off the names of all the diagnostic machines in the hospital and how they're used, or would you prefer to take my word for it that I'm familiar?