Glamour Failure

[animusmods]

Characters: any
Setting: all around the Tower
Format: any/party-style
Summary: A general mingle log for the reaction to the beginning of the Idealism event.
Warnings: PG-13; please include any more detailed warnings in your threads if necessary

Comments

hahaha

[turntechtrainer]

How do you know souls don't have zippers. If they can claim their gender, obv need a way to be decent. [Why is he pondering this? Because he can. That's going to be the answer to everything he does from now on. Until he decides on a new answer. He shrugs and leans against one fakey fake wall.]

Technically we're decent now too. I guess. Clothes are fake but there's nothing to see. I feel gipped.

Discussing the issues that matter.

[gradosfinest]

Ah. That right there is the worst part of all of this huh. That's the straw that breaks the camels back, the tipping point. The point of no return. If only there were a couple of decent eyefuls amongst everything we knew and held dear turning out to be fake, then all would be well.

[... and now she's pondering about that first thing he just said.]

Maybe we're just clothes for our souls, ever think of it that way?

always

[turntechtrainer]

Not exactly in those terms. And nah, it wasn't the lack of naked bods that made this snap final, [He actually sounds a little irritated for a second by it passes quickly.] It was the food and drink being fake. Only thing you can turn those bars into is weapons.

Bar cakes. Better yet, fruit cakes. You can sling them like a discus. Bean some poor dude in the back of the head.

Everything you know and love gone? Minor problem. Only nutrition bars? Abandon all hope.

[gradosfinest]

... you know that's actually pretty horrifying. I really hated the nutrition bars the last time around and that was before finding out they're all that exists.

But you know, turning them into a weapon isn't a half-bad idea. I mean if you could fashion some kind of sling and get enough momentum going I'll bet you could bounce one off someone's head hard enough to do some damage! And it's not like we'd ever be hurting for ammo.

It's better than eating them.

Weep because there's only the bars.

[turntechtrainer]

They're probably strong enough to make into clubs or hammers or something. We'd be doing everyone a service. Making the bars less shitty. [He makes a hand gesture, indicating how long the club should be.]</small. Or better yet. Cannonballs. We'll just drop them from above. They expect the cannon not bombs away from above.

That is what hell is like. Just nutrition bars everywhere. The floors. The walls. The very air.

[gradosfinest]

Turn their very tools against them huh? And if they ever break, we've got the materials to repair them. They probably wouldn't hold any sort of edge but if you crammed enough of 'em together...

I wonder if anyone's ever tried to burn them? Maybe we can turn them into a fuel source too.

[This is the stupidest conversation she's had in this Tower so far but right now? Right now she kind of needs this, even if she's reached an entirely new level of misery. It doubles as a reminder that at least some part of them is still human.]

everything is bars

[turntechtrainer]

That's the beauty of it. It doesn't need an edge. Just a round ball like Raiders of the Lost Ark. Or something. How perfect would it be to get one of the admins crushed under a giant food ball. [This is the dumbest conversation ever.]