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[ dave's toplevel here ]

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Don't you think we'd have noticed by now? I mean, sure, maybe we wouldn't have. But...I guess I dunno if it's worth thinkin' on.

[ dave still catches this one, and tosses it back, this time as fast as she threw it. ]

Like, if there are people like us out there, they haven't said jack shit, so we can't waste our time worryin' about them, I guess?

[notyourutopian]

At this point anything's possible. But I doubt it. It was just...like...it's hard to imagine we're the first run at something this big and complicated you know?

[SHe nearly didn't catch the die, her hands coming up almost to protect her face, but her power blocked it, leaving it floating there as she lowered her arms and grinned sheepishly.]

Still getting the hang of catching.

[She let the die drop to the ground, scanning the things Dave had brought up before picking up...a rubber ducky. It wasn't exactly easy this time, wobbling into the air, but she thought she had it. And...toss.]

[Oh god that was so slow, it just kind of twirled sadly through the air at Dave.]

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...Whoops, sorry. I'll go slower next time.

[ okay but the rubber ducky is bigger, so this time - well, he has a sword in his hand suddenly, and he simply slices it in two, even though it's just a sad twirl. ]

Huh. I wonder what the upper weight limit of shit you can lift is?

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Yeah, but I didn't mean to imply all ghosts would be the same type, and also, I was jokin' about the ghostbusters theme?

[frostythehitman]

[ He rolls his eyes. ]

Oh yeah, as soon as the conversation gets too real, you were joking about it, right? I know how that goes.

And don't tell me you're about to start lecturing me on the different cultures of ghosts or whatever. They're just ghosts. They're not even real.

[ Probably. ]

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Ghosts are real. They're annoyin' assholes, mostly, but they exist.

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[ oh. oh no. you did not tell me this and dave was not aware because holy shit emil try to step on literally any of the keys? ]

Oh, uh, dude. [ ...you know what time to make this AWKWEIRDER or not, depending. dave hops over towards emil to take his hands so he can like, guide him through the jumps and steps?

casually

look ]

[frisyr]

[ Okay thanks Dave that's not weird or anything. Emil prickles a little bit but only because he doesn't really touch people (okay, most people), and then gets over it as he tries to follow Dave's lead.

He's um.

Well he's no prodigy. And at one point he falls over and makes a horrible noise from landing on his hands. ]

That... almost sounded not bad?

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[ look what's a little weird in the name of fun? dave grins at the end, apparently not bothered by the lack of prodigy talents, since emil didn't seem too hurt by falling the heck over. ]

It sounded grammy-worthy? We should definitely become piano dancin' super-stars.

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I mean, I'm still technically a teen for another, what, two or three years? But yeah, this is kinda worse than puberty.

[true_noir]

Yes, perhaps that's a better way to put it. We're both still technically teenagers. Either way, neither of us ever needed these kinds of changes to our bodies, did we?

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We sure did not.

[ AND YET dave will have even more changes later? why this? ]

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Are you gonna try for one bar, then? And yeah, it's "normal" all right.

[ "NORMAL" ]

Actually...how the fuck are you guys even doin' sportsball with balls as big as you??

[undergrowl]

That's the plan. [ "normal"

It's the thought that counts, Dave. Why are you here. ]

We're not. [ salty ] We've been doing makeshift training. None of the equipment sized down with us, or whatever, so we haven't been playing.

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Do the people off the network seem to think there's a way to play with, uh. Giant equipment? Like a team to swing a bat.

[ HE FINDS THE NPC ACTIONS INCOMPREHENSIBLE AND ENTERTAINING, OKAY... ]

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Uh...I found it one day??? Can you do it with a stick, I only have the one sword??

[ DAVE........but seriously he only has one sword so he shoots cutter a concerned glance as he blocks an attack ]

[explodosafe]

You found it?! Dude, that's- [A rude bug interferes and he backs off with a snarl.

There are all kinds of wrong attached to just Finding A Weapon, especially an useful one, but this isn't the time to point it out.]

I really should have brought that carpet knife! Can you hold them off for a bit?

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Can do, captain.

[ he's fast enough to keep them busy, anyway, flickering in place and then seeming to move motion-blur fast, when he can even be spotted.

WHEN THE HELL DID DAVE GET FAST. ]

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I mean, you can rent a bouncy house or somethin'.

[darkinferno]

[A bouncy house.........]

I can't decide if that's the best or the worst idea I've ever heard. Maybe both.

[It wouldn't work so well were they full-sized, but at the size they're currently at, there'd be plenty of room. Dammit, Dave, don't toss out ridiculous ideas that might work so easily!]

I'll make sure to have it delivered to your front yard if I do. Might as well share in the insanity, right?

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Is that seriously what you're callin' yourself now? Dude, at least say like...the Kurtasaurus Rex - no ok that's worse.

[digthefuzz]

No way, that's pretty legit! Or maybe... Ol' King Kurt?

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[ that is absolutely a thing they do while ordering and ami can follow him on instagram and holy shit yeah. dave kind of sighs. ]

...I forgot they refuse to acknowledge new portion sizes, we should've split somethin', shit.

[livingdeadgirl]

[Ami just gawks at her portion.]

How did they even cook this? How do you flip a pancake that is three times your size???

[But she'll tear off a fist-sized chunk of it and give it a try. Nom nom nom.]

I think we're gonna need a to-go box.