Guys' Night [OPEN]

[seafloor]

WHO: Dudes, dude. Bring all your dudely Outsiders, bro.
WHAT: Man I sure wish I could tell you Cracking a cold one open with the boys
WHERE: The Onsen
WHEN: 4/11
WARNINGS: Alcohol, nudity, dad jokes... This'll be updated accordingly

[ A few days after the girls have had their fun (cause girls just wanna have fun), another blanket text sweeps over the Outsiders' inboxes. This time, it's from Kaito: and he is proposing a very original idea that all the guys should come by the hot springs in a few days' time. Gossip and bathing are optional, but an empty stomach is mandatory.

Several pictures of newly purchased smokers, grills, and even a fucking pizza oven can be seen at various points throughout the message. There are also mountains of stacked beer and soda cases. Kaito's apparently going to be cooking enough to feed the whole base, or so he purports.

Where did he get all the money for this? Whatever, it's free!

He also adds in no uncertain terms that if any girls try to show up and sneak a snack, he will send them home with a stern warning and a bottle of water.

If you take him up on the invitation, welcome! It's a spring cookout and Pitmaster Kaito Nagano is going to be serving up enough barbeque to temporarily turn the onsen area into a Texan territory within Japan. Seriously, there's gonna be a metric fuckton of food and booze, and the hot springs will be right there when you're ready to get hot and hungover.

There are absolutely no plans after food. Feel free to stick around and socialize, but you will not be publicly shamed for just yoinking a plate and dip setting. Probably.

Aside from the barbeque, there are some horseshoes and cornhole boards set up (google it, it's safe, this is not a bit it's just a funny name for an american game) for dudes to try their hand-eye coordination at after having one too many drinks.

If you're feeling particularly brave, Kaito's got an ice box full of artificial fish (all the meat's artificial, let's be real) that you can try to attract a feral cat with. Good luck. ]

(( ooc: hello yes i didn't want The Boys™ to feel left out so feel free to make top levels and just get some general cookout social time in with your boyos. make it as friendly or awkward or awkwardly friendly as possible. go nuts. get naked. cause a ruckus. [ insert toxic masculinity here ] ilu ♥ ))

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[immortalpoet]

[He'll take the same kind of can sitting next to it. popping it with his thumb. He swigs it, eying the man's outfit.]

Decided to go against the dress code?

[He says, in a long sleeve shirt and pants.]

[enkefailin]

Kinda. I don't know if I can change the outfit on this.

[and he has not bothered to find out...

netzach takes a swig from his own can, considering a moment.]

Ehh, could be stronger.

[immortalpoet]

....You don't know?

[On what? His BODY?]

Definitely could be. Here. [He'll pick up a bottle, toss it lightly to him.] Try this one.

[enkefailin]

[he catches the offered bottle, popping it open.]

It's one of those cloaking things. I just switched it on, that's all.

[set it and forget it!

there are additional steps to actually blending in as a human. he's doing... well, he's doing something.]

[immortalpoet]

So you....don't look like this, usually.

[Cloaking....what the fuck is under this.]

[enkefailin]

Nope.

[instead of explaining, he takes a pull from the bottle.]

...hey, that one is better.

[immortalpoet]

You're not bald, are you.

[JUST ASKING.....YOU DO HAVE A LOT OF HAIR....#POSSIBLYCOMPENSATING]

[enkefailin]

[huh. he stops to think about it.

....thinks about it some more...]

Uh... can you be bald if you weren't supposed to have hair in the first place?

[immortalpoet]

[...]



[...............]

No....?

[enkefailin]

Then nah. I'm definitely not bald.

[mystery solved.]

[immortalpoet]

Good for. You. I guess.

[?????????????????????????]

I'll be blunt. What are you.

[enkefailin]

Took you a while.

[he could have just answered plainly, and yet.]

I'm an AI. Sephirah in charge of the Safety Department.

[immortalpoet]

The Safety Department.


And you're getting drunk out of your mind.

[he will get back to the AI part]

[enkefailin]

Usually am.

[he gives verg the laziest thumbs-up in the world.]

[immortalpoet]

Mm.

[siiiiiiipppp glad he is not working. wherever this guy is]

AI, huh. Weird to see a robot look human.

[Given....specific rules and all.]

[enkefailin]

Oh. Nah, that's what the cloaking's for. Ethics Act and whatever...

[not like the shape of his mechanical frame really matters to him. netzach shrugs, taking another pull from the bottle.]

[immortalpoet]

...And how does a robot get drunk, anyways? Isn't that going to mess with wires and other nonsense like that?

[enkefailin]

Don't ask me, man. I didn't build me. All I know's that I can drink just fine, and Chesed's coffee hasn't wrecked his parts either.

[immortalpoet]

....


[The world is a mysterious and headache-inducing thing.]

Does being drunk make you happy? [Can a robot even feel happy?]

[enkefailin]

Nothing makes me happy.

[okay, sunshine.]

But being drunk makes everything easier to deal with.

[immortalpoet]

[w ow]

If you're a robot, surely you can just...turn your feelings off, right?

[enkefailin]

It'd sure be easier if we could.

[immortalpoet]

And wouldn't feelings get in the way of...I don't know. Whatever your function is.

[enkefailin]

You'd think so, right...? There wasn't any reason to make us feel anything in the first place. No good one, anyway.

[immortalpoet]

....What a tragedy.

[.......]

[He's reaching for another drink.]

Try this one. Though I will say...I don't think any amount of alcohol can turn those feelings off. Same for human beings.