1 -- shout, let it all out (open log)

[nishizono]

Featuring: tetora (nishizono) and anybody!
What's happening: soundproofing people's houses, open to prompts, do whatever floats your boat
Day/s: the whole of march
Content warning: profane/nsfw language, possible graphic depictions/narrations of violence

i. soundproofing shenanigans
[ tetora was given, in exchange for his knives and other items, a task to do — soundproofing maintenance. it's an easy enough job, if tedious, but tetora hates owing people anything as much as he hates being chased, and he hates being chased a lot. so work it is — tetora sets out, door to door, and waits for residents to notice him before he gets to work.

if you find someone randomly loitering at your doorstep at some point this month? it's this guy, and he's here to protect your house from noise. ]

ii. wildcard!
[ leave me a prompt and i'll roll with it! for suggestions and questions, contact me through pm, discord (lucxy#3832), or superdick. ]

Comments

heyoooooooo

[iisupergirlii]

[Soundproofing maintenance? Huh, that's... unexpected. Kara winces, though, at having accidentally shoved him so far backwards. Oops.]

Sorry. Again. I'm an alien? From the planet Krypton? So, super strength, all that stuff. I guess I should look where I'm going before I take off! Haha.

So, who put you up to soundproofing maintenance? I didn't know that was a job.

[nishizono]

[ was he the first person to actually be doing his work? is this what's going on?? is he the good obedient law-abiding citizen in this scenario??? tetora is so distressed over this realization. ]

cool, you're an alien.
i mean that with no sarcasm, non-humans are great to me, i'll pelt you with questions later.

but first, i gotta work.
the locals won't give me my shit back unless i do.
i'm kinda mad about it, actually.

[iisupergirlii]

[well, that's... weird. And doesn't sound like the natives at all.]

Wait, why did they take your stuff?

[nishizono]

[ the million dollar question, isn't it. ]

knives. guns. a sword. some psychotropic drugs, some bomb-making tools...

[ there's a decent reason for making him work for it, is what he's saying. at least he's honest? ]

[iisupergirlii]

[not quite the answer she was expecting, but even with the list, she can kind of guess why the natives took all his stuff now. Holy toledo.]

That's some list.

[nishizono]

i come from a very something world, what can i say.

[ there's an awkward pause for a bit, then-- ]

so are we doing this, or...?

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara hikes her thumb over her shoulder, pointing at her house.]

It's actually pretty soundproofed, but you could... inspect it, I guess? Or just eat some popcorn if you want.

[after all, she's still got a bunch, and in multiple flavors too!]

[nishizono]

[ wait what, popcorn? SOMEONE HAS POPCORN HERE??? ]

how the fuck did you get popcorn and who did you beat up for it?
i want this, holy shit.

[iisupergirlii]

[holy whoa. his language would make soldiers at the DEO blush.]

The natives gave it to me? There's butter, cheese, and caramel.

[nishizono]

how come they gave you popcorn and they gave me a job?
that's not fuckin' fair man.

[iisupergirlii]

[that probably doesn't sound fair without context, so...]

Well, I have, like, five jobs.

[nishizono]

oh well that would do it
so i need to get more jobs to get big perks
i should've known

[iisupergirlii]

Maybe? I'm not sure if that would help you just get a ton of WEAPONS back. Weapons are... noisy...

[nishizono]

i can be quiet
weapons are a lot like dicks
it's all in how you use them

[iisupergirlii]

[and now there's a blushing Kryptonian in front of you. Good job!]

I'll... take your word on that.