POST-GAME IRL PARTY LOG

[cccorp]

Who: All the living players
What: Reunion party
When: Post-game
Where: ?
Warnings: none for now


[ It has been several months since the incident. Recovering from your body being in disuse for around two months must have been hefty, as well as your other commitments as well. Hopefully, everyone has recovered to an extent, because no matter where you are, the living players will receive the following in their mailbox: an invitation to a reunion party at a location near the beach between the ex-beta testers of Fragment, a bank card, and a 4-digit pin to said card from "Oriade". The invitation card will mention the following:

- A very convenient location nearby you with access to a small, private plane. For security purposes, you'll be told to list your in-game name, real name, and class before boarding.

- The bank card contains $10,000 as some sort of "compensation" for everything that happened because of the Fragment incident. He knows it can't replace everything (like lost lives), but he hopes this will help some people (because some people live paycheck to paycheck and he understands that). Access will be revoked in a month, so you better withdraw it all while you still can. Any unused funds will be returned. The bank will not question you withdrawing all the money from that account nor exchanging it all with foreign currency. (But-- no buts)

- The servers have been located and he knows how much you guys want to destroy these, so the server bash (literally) will happen some time during the party.

Being rich has its benefits, surely. When the plane lands with their luggage and all (if you brought any. please bring some), they'll be taken to a house that doesn't seem like much, but once they walk inside, it is actually very big! There are numerous rooms inside the house. The kitchen is stocked with everything you can think of with some dude(?) preparing all the food (he's the chef. don't worry about him). There is sure to be loads of different kinds of food that can cater to everyone's tastes. Yes, there is alcohol. Get some free rich ass liquor. No, you cannot smuggle any. That dude(?) will be keeping tabs. Sometimes there's a maid or two(? or is that the same one) running around and cleaning up after everyone. If you want something, go get it yourself. Self-service only.

There's a walkway in the backyard that's also wheelchair-accessible that leads to the beach! Enjoy that too.

But for the main attraction, the server burning. ]

Comments

[trollophoroi]

You could ask your overseer by the drinks to at least let me smuggle one bottle back to my room...

[ Come on, come onnnn, but really, Amon can't find himself in much need of anything at all. This entire setup has covered much of it and there's little else Oria can add to it with his constant buzzing about, playing at being a good host. Ah, but what he can do is add from where he's camped out on one of the chaises attached to the outdoor patio furniture, ]

I should have known you were a rich brat but I'm actually shocked that it's this rich.

[dissimulative]

[ Oria laughs. Laurent, the chef, is really not going to let that happen. Everyone is going to be drinking in his presence, whether they like it or not. ]

Yup! And I didn't even have to dip into the actual family funds.

[ He had his own fortune aside from the family's as a whole, so he's still pretty well off even after spending so much. Rich life, indeed... he spent a lot of time amassing it, but this was worth it. ]

So, how's that "no one will contact me after the game" thing turning out for you?

[trollophoroi]

[ Ugh, of course, he would bring that up... ]

It's going about as everyone else appears to have expected, which is to say I have been harassed with friendship as soon as anyone was well enough to track down my information.

[ Love, too, but he was the one who tracked Owen down as soon as humanly possible instead. ]

I dread how social life will become once I finally make the move to California.

[dissimulative]

Make some boundaries for yourself.

[ Oria grins. He's going to be obnoxious about this. ]

But you're gonna have friends! You're gonna be with people now! It's gonna be a better life, or at the very least--not so lonely anymore.

[ He swears half the cast here has some sort of abandonment issues........... ]

[trollophoroi]

My boundaries have always consisted of politely turning people down, so doing the opposite will have a learning curve.

[ And he doesn't just mean romantically, but friendship, too. He's left looking thoughtful rather than positively joyful. ]

But if people begin showing up unannounced at my door once I move, they'll quickly find themselves left out in the cold.

[dissimulative]

[ He's more interested in Amon looking thoughtful than anything, really. So he's fine with this. ]

Then that's just their fault!

[ Straight up. ]

[trollophoroi]

Well, yes, it is.

[ Societal pressure would indicate humoring random visits until he snapped buuut... how about he doesn't? With luck, no one will try that on him. ]

I suspect you won't be amongst them, in any case. Too busy bullying your way through the upper crust, I imagine.

[dissimulative]

Hey, you won't know that for sure!

[ No, that's exactly what he's going to do. But he smiles as much innocence a 19 year old's face can forever. ]

I'm the pinnacle of innocence.