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sirenspull_logs2012-03-29 08:38 am
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vidya game time
Who: Yosuke and Gilbert
When: Backdated to the 17th of March
Where: Arcade in the underground mall
Summary: Bros playing video games. Only one of them is probably any good at it.
Warning: Warnings for embarrassing DDR failure.
This place is too loud. Too bright. There are too many flashing lights that still confuse him and fill him with anxiety. But two years living in this 'modern' world and Gilbert still hasn't assimilated properly when it comes to all of this technology.
He's been in this arcade a few times before. The first time he'd left with a migraine that he thought would never go away, and the second time he'd embarrassed himself by tripping over a stray power cord and nearly shoving an entire rack of stuffed animals on a small child. He'd caught it before it could do damage, but he'd still fled and promised never to show his face in this place again.
But he can't say no to a friend either. Especially a friend who 1 - he owes, and 2 - wants to continue helping his antiquated way of thinking expand a bit more.
Luckily, no one recognizes him as he stands just inside the entrance waiting for Yosuke to show up, staring down at his feet and trying not to bump into anything or anyone.
When: Backdated to the 17th of March
Where: Arcade in the underground mall
Summary: Bros playing video games. Only one of them is probably any good at it.
Warning: Warnings for embarrassing DDR failure.
This place is too loud. Too bright. There are too many flashing lights that still confuse him and fill him with anxiety. But two years living in this 'modern' world and Gilbert still hasn't assimilated properly when it comes to all of this technology.
He's been in this arcade a few times before. The first time he'd left with a migraine that he thought would never go away, and the second time he'd embarrassed himself by tripping over a stray power cord and nearly shoving an entire rack of stuffed animals on a small child. He'd caught it before it could do damage, but he'd still fled and promised never to show his face in this place again.
But he can't say no to a friend either. Especially a friend who 1 - he owes, and 2 - wants to continue helping his antiquated way of thinking expand a bit more.
Luckily, no one recognizes him as he stands just inside the entrance waiting for Yosuke to show up, staring down at his feet and trying not to bump into anything or anyone.
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[Now stop talking, he's concentrating here. Turning another wiiiiide corner with the finish line in view on the digital horizon!]
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[Vrrr-err-rroooom! Right around virtual Gil, and over the finish line with a little crow that's both unnecessary and not very sporting.]
What next? A shooting game to puff your ego back up? Waffles?
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[It's the date that corresponds best with the calendar at home, which may or may not be the same, so. Yes. June 1st is the best he's got.
Pride broken from a third failed game, he slides off of the damned seat and proclaims, with all the dignity left in his body:]
A shooting game. [HE'S GONNA EARN SOME RESPECT BACK.]
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Then we have a lunar cycle in common! Not that anyone counts it that way anymore, but you get the idea.
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[It sounds like something that Ada told him once, but truth be told, he didn't keep that information in his head.]
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[Hopefully it doesn't sound quite as stupid as it sounds like it sounds.]
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Huh?
[Yep, it sounds that stupid. Or at least, he doesn't understand why it's significant to share one of these lunar cycles with another person.]
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[It's like everyone else is from a different planet around here.]
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But hey, up ahead, there's a game with fake guns and dinosaurs to kill! Gil walks right towards it.]
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Ah, there it is. He counts out the number of tokens needed for himself and then turns to look back at his friend.]
Did you want to play against me?
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[Besides, it gets in the way of his fanboying.]
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[He only puts enough tokens in for himself, but still glances at Yosuke as he grabs the fake gun.]
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But finally the game begins, a digital voice tells him to do his best, and the little digital Gilbert rushes out into the field. Once the creatures start to appear on the screen, he takes cover, and Gilbert himself raises the gun.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Three digital shots, all three dinosaurs killed with a shot directly to the head. And even though it's a plastic gun, Gilbert is holding it expertly with his eyes narrowed and shoulders squared perfectly. He'd look badass if the gun weren't bright blue.]
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[Badass enough, dude. Yosuke is sufficiently impressed.]
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Gil's concentration never even wavers as he takes each one of them out.]
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Until, of course, the first boss comes along. Cue intermission where digital Gil and his plucky sidekick stand around on one side of a door and discuss 'strategy'. Then suddenly - health points are shown and the door flings open. Time to shoot some crazy huge dinosaurs and evil acid monster-things.]
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>small>[You may not need the help, but have some anyway.]
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...HTML is hard okay
['Cause wouldn't it be even cooler to shoot a real gun and let him watch? Huh, wouldn't it?]
stupid pointless scripting language
[Boom! Bang! Smash! Another level cleared!]
srsly
[Ooh, cool...]
So, when do you wanna go?
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[But he finally found something that he's good at!]
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