10th elevator (Backdated to the first day of the world change.)-Voice/action

[honeytoes]

[Gary is still half asleep on his hotel bed...he reaches over to the bedside table to find his glasses then he sat up.

Well this wasn't the bed he'd been sleeping on the night before, which can only mean one thing...the castle has done another one of it's fucked up world changes.]

Ok...time to see what fresh hell this is.

[When he opens the curtains and catches sight of the billboards in the distance with the Japanese writing and the whole Japanese feel the city has he lets out a very agitated sounded.]

Oh you've got to be fucking kidding me...

[ Ignoring the fact that if this had happened the previous month he'd have won 80 Caisos Japan was not exactly his most favourite place in the whole world. After all if those fuckers at the Kyoto had actually been able to do their jobs properly and kill their victims properly he might actually still be alive and his world might not have gone to shit.

He's starting to believe the castle is doing this delibrately to fuck with him personally]

Is this because of the betting pool thing? Because there's really no need to be this vindictive Paradisa man.

[ Gary grabs a jacket and heads down to the main street...might as well take in some of the sights if he's going to be here for a while.]

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[mal_addict]

[Maladict is very unimpressed with the sudden humanity, something that carries into her tone. Still, there's enough of a hint of teasing there to show she's not taking it TOO personally]

So you're the one I have to blame.

[honeytoes]

Well good morning to you too starshine.

You're sounding positively radiant.

[mal_addict]

I'd be even more radiant if the fuckers did decent coffee in this place. How can they get it so wrong?

[honeytoes]

Amen to that.

That canned shit they sell just looks and tastes offensive.

But I shouldn't be surprised...this coming from the country that gave the world Sake

[mal_addict]

I've yet to learn the delights of alcohol. ...That is alcohol, right? It's not a fancy tea or anything?

[honeytoes]

Yeah Sake is a drink. Its made out of rice and tastes like fucking garbage juice though.

Wait you mean vampires can't get drunk in your world?

[mal_addict]

...Why would you make a drink out of rice?

We can try, but our bodies don't abide it very well. I'd rather not spend an evening regurgitating little pink umbrellas if I can help it.

[honeytoes]

I don't know...because it's quirky?

Japan is kind of like that irritating co-worker who considers himself random because he turns up to work wearing bright green pants so people will notice him.


...so you're generally lightweights when it comes to drink?

[He'd use the term "Pussys" but he'd prefer to be respectful to a race that could tear off his left arm within 7 seconds.]

[mal_addict]

So it's generally just annoying. Great.

[That's very wise, she wouldn't appreciate being called that] Unfortunately so.

[honeytoes]

Man that sucks.

I suppose immortality comes with a price...you know aside from the whole melting in sunlight thing.

[mal_addict]

We don't melt in the sunlight in my world. It's uncomfortable, but we can survive it. It's bright flashes of light that usually dust us. Not that it does much damage in the long run.

[honeytoes]

So...you'll be able to wander around this shithole without to much trouble?

[mal_addict]

Pretty much, it's never been an issue for me thus far.

[honeytoes]

Well...good I guess.

Anywhere in this shithole you fancy going then?

[mal_addict]

I wouldn't know, I don't know enough about this place for a good place to go to.

[honeytoes]

Right...not from your world after all.

[He stops to think for a minute.]

Hmmm the karaoke bars can be pretty cool. Aside from that this place pretty much blows.

[mal_addict]

[Hang on]

Wait. Isn't that like that singing bar in the town? Carry okey?

[honeytoes]

That's them...I've been know to belt out a classic old school rock anthem every now and again at them back home.

I have the voice of an angel.

[mal_addict]

Well, Ill just have to hear it to know for myself, won't I?

[honeytoes]

Well theres no time like the present is there?

[mal_addict]

That's what I always hear.

Sure, why not, what's one night of possible humiliation?

[honeytoes]

Now that I've had plently of experience with.

[mal_addict]

That bad, huh?

[honeytoes]

Put it this way, after you've woken up duct taped to your work desk and missing your pants after a particularly heavy office party...singing badly in front of a room full of strangers isn't so terrible.

[mal_addict]

Ouch, bet that was an eyeful for the cleaning lady.

[honeytoes]

Hey she liked what she saw...the look of repulsion she gave was just her playing hard to get.

[mal_addict]

Ahhhh, of course. You can always tell they really want you when they run away screaming.

[honeytoes]

Lady if I had let myself be put off by that I wouldn't have had a date for my senior prom.

[mal_addict]

And that would have been a right sad and sorry state of affairs.

[honeytoes]

Totally...I had a reputation I needed to keep up.

[mal_addict]

Oh I can bet. School stud, and all that.

[honeytoes]

How could you tell?

[mal_addict]

You just give off that sort of vibe.

[honeytoes]

...And I thought I was subtle with it.

[mal_addict]

About as subtle as a sack of bricks, I'm afraid.