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. ]

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[secondthoughts]

[ Mehmet will do his damnedest to avoid the subject for as long as possible, of course. When he picked up Fragment, that was his only worry. Now he has a tangle of issues on top of that, both physical and mental, and it's going to take hefty lifting to put him back at a fraction of where he was the day he started the game. He can't think about all that now, because it'll drag him down and he isn't sure he'll have the strength to pull himself back up far enough to enjoy the rest of the party.

Which is to say, when Owen mentions dogs, he immediately brightens. ]

I do. I love dogs. [ And cats and birds and bears and weasels and otters and deer and...and...

His hand drops, and he looks around the lounge like a dog is going to show up out of nowhere. Could it be...? ]

[sicklysweet]

[Oh. The way he brightens is so cute, it lifts any lingering doubts Owen has in the moment. Things will be fine.]

Traveling with dogs is a pain, but...

[He wasn't going to just leave them? Alone? They'd already spent months without him, and even if he mostly trusts that Chloe and Rustica's combined efforts were enough to keep them happy, it felt too cruel to drop them off there as he left to go spend time on a beach.]

I had to bring them along, didn't I? I can go grab them so you can meet the lot.

[Sadly, they don't make a too-perfectly timed entrance - they're probably still playing with the kids or something. It's not like Owen was going to forbid anyone from having some therapy dog time.]

[secondthoughts]

[ Gasp... Owen brought dogs with him?!

Mehmet seems both genuinely surprised and excited knowing Owen has dogs. Multiple dogs?! He doesn't have any pets at home, and neither do any of his friends or parents, so this feels like a jolt of life he didn't realize he was missing. ]

I'll go with you.

[ He puts the pillow aside (boner gone) and leans to grab his cane. He leans forward, and flashes a grin at Owen. ]

I should be up and around when I can be, anyway.

[sicklysweet]

[Heh. Of course. Owen pushes himself to his feet, gesturing with his head.]

Alright, but don't get mad at me if you get bowled over.

[His dogs are way too well-behaved for that, generally, but still! He doesn't take any responsibility for them.

It's not too hard to find them, and Owen doesn't realize how much he brightens when he sees then again or how much more animated he is after shooing away whatever poor soul we're sacrificing for dog sitting duty in this thread. There's three of them, all told - a white borzoi, a golden retriever, and a yorkie that Owen scoops up into his arms and holds like a child.]

This is Echidna, Typhon, and Cerberus.

[He scritches underneath the yorkie's chin. His baby boy...

The other two dogs turn on Mehmet, staring at him in - anticipation, maybe? Will he cave and give in to how cute they are?]

[secondthoughts]

[ Mehmet shrugs. He won't—getting bowled over by enthusiastic pups is one of life's greatest joys. So long as Owen's there to make sure he doesn't hit his head when he falls over, of course.

He hobbles along behind Owen, buzzing with excitement. And when they approach, he shoots a glance in Owen's direction, just in time to see him brighten. Ah... Man, he's cute. It's hard to look away—

Dogs make it easy, though. ]

Hey, buddy!

[ He talks to the yorkie first, briefly extending his calloused fingers to let the puppy sniff. He'll get to him later, though, because there are two others he needs to attend to. Slowly, he kneels (obviously, some movements seem a bit difficult for him still), and he surrenders himself to whatever the two bigger dogs have of him. Maybe he'll be lying on the floor soon... ]