✸ anything goes again

[asterism]

Time for the random heartwarming (?) adventures of [REDACTED] in [REDACTED]!

(Sanity? Here? What are you talking about?)

Comments

[rebut]

...

......Huh?

[ Sorry, it takes him a moment to actually reply beyond that... That armor's pretty intimidating when you first see it, you know? ]

I, um, don't think I'd be suited for that?

[ Understatement of the century right there. ]

Ignore my html faiilll

[notintheface]

It's fiiiine. [ He waves his hand dismissively. ]

You wouldn't think I am either, right? I'm fat, lazy, incompetent, I smoke, my body is half someone else's. Anyone can do this job!

[ Even you Naegi is probably better than most of the people he knows he's trapped with. ]

Ma'am, yet, ma'am!

[rebut]

What...?

[ Slow down there, human bulldozer, you're going way too fast! ]

How can your body be half someone else's?

What's yet

[notintheface]

Uh. Yeah. It's half my buddy Simmons's when. Uh. Something happened. [ You don't need to know. ] He's fine though, Sarge replaced his parts so he's half robot now. Totally taken care of.

...YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT TO TYPE...

[rebut]

Sounds like you've went through some tough times...

[ He's not even sure where to start commenting on. ]

ehehehe

[notintheface]

Been s'all right. We're in mid-season break at the moment so haven't had anything to do. It's great.

[rebut]

Really? I didn't know the army has mid-season breaks.

[ Yes, that's totally the question that should pop up in your head in this situation... ]

[notintheface]

[ It's okay Naegi, that's just a crack in the forth wall. ]

We're just "simulation troopers" or whatever, so it's pretty chill until whatever comes meddling in our lives.

[rebut]

[ Oh. Well, that's more Monobear's thing. ]

"Simulation troopers"... Just guessing, but does that mean you just do military drills?

[notintheface]

Not exactly. More like we're guinea pigs for Command whenever they want new toys to test. Or the UNSC. Or whoever.

[ More leaning to the whoever since Command's gone. UNSC has them... wanted for stealing. Who sent him here again? Other than Sarge wanting to even out the teams more? ]

[rebut]

[ Wow, that's really setting off the warning bells in his head. ]

I really don't think I'm cut out for something like that.

[notintheface]

[ He shrugs. He's not really the sort to try to convince you any further. ]

Fine with me kid. Now if you'll excuse me now that I've talked to my one person for today, I'm gonna go sleep under that fake tree from the drama club.

[rebut]

Sure?

[ He says that almost reflexively before realize that yes, he has something to ask before the guy in the armor leaves. ]

—Wait, one more thing... Are you sure you're in the right place? From what I heard just now, your club didn't sound like a school sanctioned one.

[notintheface]

Huh? All I remember was that the school job fair apparently passed ages or won't be til forever from now so they let us recruit today. Or something like that. That's what someone told me anyway.

[ Just leave already kid. He wants his nap time. Jesus. Talking to one kid is tiring. ]

[rebut]

Oh. Well, um, good work, sir? Have a nice nap.

[ Though you seem to be rather unenthusiastic for a recruiter... Will whatever he works for be okay? ]

I suggest sleeping a different tree though... I think they might move the one you were talking about soon.

[notintheface]

Whaaat? [ If there's something Grif didn't like, it's someone trying to mess with his naps. So he's gonna go yell at that person over there trying to pick up his chosen tree. ] HEY. YOU. DON'T TOUCH THAT TREE.

aaaand all my threads are totally messed up I see

[rebut]

Wait, watch out for that tree!

[ There's yet another tree being moved by the drama club coming your way, Grif! ]