flat earth society

[bloodyromance]

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Week One: Day One

[bloodyromance]

[Spike walks into his room, raises his eyebrows at his new roommate.]

Alright, could be worse I guess.

[escardos]

Spike!

[ could it really be worse. ]

Who was your last roommate again?

[bloodyromance]

You know that poncy fellow with the long name? Him. He moved out pretty much immediately.

You?

[escardos]

Oh, Roche?

[ yeah, he does have a long name, huh? and he is pretty poncy. ]

Master Revvy.

[ revali would kill him if he heard that ]

We got along well, I think. [ but flat might say that about anyone. ] Are we going to share the bed or are we going to have to fight for it, by the way?

friday, after the cyoa return lol

[escardos]

[ ugh well that was a lot that happened... at least they're back in their room now? ]

Look like Nine's probably dead, huh?

[bloodyromance]

Unless there's someone else just pretending to be alive, yeah.

[He's not particularly broken up about that. He was an idiot. Idiots always die quick.]

Did you care for him much?

[escardos]

Aren't you technically doing that?

[ being undead and all. ]

Hm...um... [ that's a hard question. he skips it. ] I mean, people kind of expected someone to die, right? It could have been anyone. [ and that's that. ] Do you think he was a Temporal or a Celestial?

[bloodyromance]

Nine? Hmmm. There's not really been anything to indicate any inherent difference between the two. We got... what, two confirmations?

If I had to hazard a guess though...

I'd say he's probably Temporal. Celestial's gotta retaliate somehow, y'know?

Week One, After Execution

[bloodyromance]

[Compared to everyone else's more sombre moods, Spike's just a bit tired and laying down on the bed he and Flat share. He's chill, just closing his eyes and humming the words to Bohemian Rhapsody.]

[escardos]

[ flat is...neither here nor there? like spike, he's just a bit tired after all the emotional drama or whatever people feel when someone does a medieval style execution.

but flat sits near the bed, humming along with him. ]

We should have dedicated that song to Bertolt. I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me.

[bloodyromance]

[He chuckles at that.]

Mamaaaaa.... just killed a man... dropped a lamp on his head, pulled the lever now he's dead.

Giving him a theme song seems like a more proper sendoff than whatever that was, heh.

[escardos]

[ okay that lyric almost gets him to laugh. he barely holds back a snort, hiding his smile behind his hand. ]

It was way too dramatic, wasn’t it? Though the giraffe made it better, I think.

w3, post trial

[escardos]

[ while flat has been trying to stay away from most other people, he'll....actually approach spike when he sees him near house 2.

he won't say anything, just sit down on the ground next to wherever he's standing. ]

[bloodyromance]

[He's wordlessly hand Flat a cigarette.

He's not going to initiate conversation, but he will offer his comfort and solidarity in the way he knows how.]

[escardos]

......

[ he takes the cigarette, wordlessly looking at it. ]

Now that I think about it, I've never smoked. Usually the Professor's the one that does it.

[ he doesn't look at spike. he might as well just be making commentary to the air.

he'll put the cigarette to his lips, and hold out his hand for a lighter. ]

[bloodyromance]

Remember to inhale.

[Spike, victorian that he is, actually uses a matchbox I've decided. And he lights up Flat's cigarette using one of those.]

Week 4, Tuesday (After-Party)

[bloodyromance]

[Spike's just sat at a table alone in the tavern. Most people have left to go to bed at this point, but he's vibing.

Hello, Flat, how are you.]

[escardos]

Spike!

[ flat makes a beeline towards him, sitting in front. it’s far after midnight, but flat still has most of his outfit, sans the mask. ]

How come you’re up so late?

[bloodyromance]

[He smiles, amused.]

Vampire, remember? Sleep during the day? Means I lend myself to a bit more of a night owl lifestyle.

You?

w5 ; thursday

[escardos]

[ well, flat's looking as dejected as can be by spike's bed. he looks a mix between grumpy and upset, and honestly he has no idea how to feel about any of this.

after some silence, he exclaims: ]

Why did you even get stabbed like that?!

[bloodyromance]

[He winces slightly in surprise. Hello, Flat.]

Well, it's not like I chose to.

[escardos]

No kidding! But it still happened. You could have died, you know?

[ jack, who's in the corner of the room, whines. ]

Did you at least get good info or something?

w6; post trial

[escardos]

[ flat will be visiting spike in the jail.

he looks...calm, maybe? ]

Spike? Can we talk, or are you not in the mood?

[bloodyromance]

[If he comes within three hours, Spike will mime his way into saying to come back in three hours, but regardless, he's just slumped against the cell wall.]

Well, there's not much else to do in here. But yeah I'm always happy to talk, kid.

[escardos]

[ well, with that settled-- ]

You really made us work for that confession!