WILD CITY

[idolpro]

When the game starts, you find something grabbing onto your ankle and dragging you under the ballpit until you find yourself sitting on a disco floor platform with your team. It is only being held up by eleven balloons.

You make decisions on a cool arcade machine where you can SELECT A TEAM'S BALLOON. If a character is blind or has no hands or smth, you can assume things can be read to you and you can automatically pick through your speech. Thanks, Alexa.

If you look over the platform, you can see a lot of sparkling rainbow spikes below.

Comments

Re: Discussion

[undressedforsuccess]

Aah, but that means there's a good chance we're gonna fall. Is that how we wanna play this?

Re: Discussion

[earthquaked]

Only if someone else is working under the same idea we are. Which I doubt.

Re: Discussion

[undressedforsuccess]

Whether we play nice and die for it or play hard and survive. . . I dunno how I'll feel either way.

[She's gonna reach for Plover's hand though ok? Ok.]

Re: Discussion

[earthquaked]

[ ??? holds her hand ]

We're not gonna just roll over.

[ louder, for the others; ]

We'll try one balloon first, and if we're in trouble after that we'll go harder. Does that sound good?

Re: Discussion

[undressedforsuccess]

Yeah. It's not my style to go down without swinging.

[fullbodied]

[SHE'S WRESTLING WITH THIS-- IT'S CLEAR SHE'S NOT SUPER COMFORTABLE WITH IT, but she forces herself to nod, for now.]

[undressedforsuccess]

[Nudging North.]

. . .Hey. Live or die, we'll pick ourselves up after this. And we're gonna have a huge meal tonight, in the dorm, all the best stuff -- none of that ration shit.

[fullbodied]

... Yeah.

With lots of sweets. We're gonna come out of this alright.

[undressedforsuccess]

Hell yeah, there's no one here to tell us we can't have dessert for breakfast, lunch, and dinner! What kinda sweets you wanna have?

[fullbodied]

Crepes!

[she can tell what's being done, but honestly, she appreciates it.]

... Hey, no matter what decision we make, we make it as a team.

[undressedforsuccess]

Crepes. . .




Yeah. No one's shouldering this alone. We can do that much with a bullshit situation like this, right?

[fullbodied]

I'm just saying... I'm with you guys as a team. Even if I don't agree, we're Wild City, through and through.

[undressedforsuccess]

Oi, oi. If you've got an opinion, speak up. We're not here to silence you––what you wanna do matters too.

[fullbodied]

I don't want to play hard. But I don't want to die.

Even I can recognize those are incompatible wishes.

[undressedforsuccess]

Yeah. Silver's strategy's probably the best way to balance both. We can afford to play light at the start, but if we start losin' too many balloons then we can go a little rougher.

[fullbodied]

Yeah.

... And given everything, someone's going to come right out the gate with three balloons.

We may not have a choice, especially if it's set up so someone has to die.

[undressedforsuccess]

. . .Crepes and caramel ice cream for Talon. I'm gonna toss my hat into the ring and nominate chocolate chip cookies for our menu.

[fullbodied]

Mango and strawberries for filling!

They're gonna be the best damn crepes and ice cream ever!

[undressedforsuccess]

Oi, you're too high-calibre a girl to limit yourself like that! Every damn berry we please is going in these crepes.

[earthquaked]

[ ...

motions her over ]

[fullbodied]

[hm?

she moves closer]

Huh...?

[earthquaked]

[ reaches up to pet her hair. ]

It'll be fine. Probably.

And if it's not, we'll make up for it later with something nice. I guess Coyote's got the right idea.

[undressedforsuccess]

[FROM SOMEWHERE BEHIND THEM WITH DRAMATIC POINTING]

What the hell's up with "you guess"??? Of course I do!

[fullbodied]

[oh. she smiles at that.]

Plover...

Thank you. I'n sure it'll be fine. Probably.