( stargazing )

[absurdities]

the stargazing meme

oo1. comment with your characters
make sure to put names, series, & preferences somewhere!
you can use < ! > sans the spaces to make the comment "blank"
oo2. reply to others in character
oo3. use the rng and enter 1-10
oo4. play out what happens—anything goes!
oo5. profit? oh yeah!
prompts

one → meteor shower you just saw a falling star! and another! make a wish!
two → aliens what was that? was that really? omg no way a ufo!
three → lunar eclipse you've been sitting out for hours, waiting for this. it's so cool!
four → comet does it move fast or slow? either way, it's amazing.
five → full moon the moon is so huge! just don't look too long, it's really bright too.
six → star dust anything can happen in space. make up your own plot!
seven → solar eclipse this might be happening in the middle of the day!
eight → planet sighting is that a new star? nope, just a neighbor in the solar system!
nine → constellations do you know the stories behind these odd patterns?
ten → deep space normal stargazing isn't that much fun. you got a telescope!

Comments

[bittersweeter]

Do you have anything better in mind? [Since she really doesn't care she is just that hungry. And 37 pieces of fried dough is surprisingly not filling....]

[watchmaker]

[i decided to do a knowledge: streetwise check to see if sylar knew about any of the restaurants at navy pier besides haagen daz and since he got a 22 i guess he has the psychic ability of sensing where all the food is ever!! or just used his superhearing to hear what people in the area are chatting about. most likely that one.]

I don't know. Gyros, maybe?

[bittersweeter]

What the fuck is a Gyro? [idfk three years a cat... she missed a lot. Apprently she missed that.]

[watchmaker]

[w o w girl how uncultured are you.] A Mediterranean sandwich? It was just a suggestion.

[bittersweeter]

[She looks... adorably interested.] What's on it?

[watchmaker]

[shrug. what does he look like, gordon ramsay??] Meat? Whatever you want in it? French fries.

[bittersweeter]

[Magic words, her arm shoots out like BAM because right there sure is a stand selling pier fries. And fried dough.]

Yes. [Who the fuck knows if that is meant to be an answer or an exclamation or what.] Come on.

[watchmaker]

Hey, whatever you want. [it's seriously no big because he'll eat anything. even the chicago food he was being so snitty about like five seconds ago.]

[bittersweeter]

Pier fries first. Then fried dough. Then... we'll see. [EAT ALL THE FOODS!]

[watchmaker]

[NO LITERALLY THO.] Maybe we can try to eat something at every place. Until we explode.

[bittersweeter]

[She loves him. It's the little things.] You're the best.

[watchmaker]

I know. But you won't be saying that if I throw up on you.

[bittersweeter]

If you throw up on me I will throw you off the pier.

[watchmaker]

If you jumped in with me, you could clean it off.

[bittersweeter]

And then I'd be all wet. Wet jeans are the worst.

[watchmaker]

So take the jeans off. [such a problem-solver, this one.]

[bittersweeter]

And then we would get arrested for indecent exposure.

[watchmaker]

No, just you. But don't worry, I'd bail you out.

[bittersweeter]

Aww, you're sweet.

[And she is going to ignore him for a second to order a disgusting amount of fries and a soda that isn't diet because she is not a douchefaucet like that. Also diet sodas taste gross. When she is done ordering, she looks over at him.] Did you want anything?

[watchmaker]

Well, obviously. I'm not just going to stand here and watch you eat. [and then he orders the exact same thing. mmmmm.] You really intend to eat all that?

[bittersweeter]

Uh-huh. [wow he better not be impugning her food devouring honor. They'll have to rumble like in West Side Story. This is my only fighting reference, I should google more...]

[watchmaker]

[idk sounds good enough to me son.] Impressive. [a woman after his own heart tbh. but yeah he's just gonna start eating now. it's gross as fuck. this is what you're sort-of-but-not-really dating, lila. congrats.]

[bittersweeter]

[At least he has the excuse of being a growing boy. Lila just delicately plows through one French fry at a time like some kind of miniature hot dog eating champ. Om nom nom, match made in heaven.] I know.

[watchmaker]

[through a mouthful of food so who even knows if this is what he actually said:] I just hope you don't plan on exploding too early on.

[bittersweeter]

Sorry, what? [She actually chews before answering so the failure of her listen crit fail is really clear.]