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[OPEN] it’s brash, just don’t go
WHO: Tezcatlipoca and YOU!!
WHAT: A night out at the city's worst bar—This is a mingle for everyone to join in on!
WHERE: 12 Steps Down
WHEN: Roughly a week after returning to the base
WARNINGS: Drinking, potentially heavy drinking, drinking-related rowdiness... etc
Tucked into an alley of Tokyo is an unassuming, almost nondescript door, if not for the bright, neon sign above it. It’s more than twelve steps, but head down a narrow staircase and you’ll find a small, dimly lit bar. The décor is eclectic to the point that it feels like a hodge-podge of the failed bars that came before it that they didn’t bother to redecorate, the bathroom stalls have shower curtains instead of doors, and the drinks are some of the cheapest you’ll find in town. And for most, that’s the charm.
( slightly more information here )
After a particularly difficult and unusual kaiju battle, Tezcatlipoca has taken it upon himself to offer a chance for rest. The problem is, it’s his idea of it for this group, which means he thinks his fellow Outsiders need a chance to let loose. So, after talking to the owner of the bar he’s worked at since he arrived, he’s arranged for a night all for themselves. Outsiders only, and the bar is open.
A message is sent out on the network to that effect and includes the address, but this is also an opportunity to make new friends, since it is not a big bar. There’s scarcely a corner for even the wallflowers to fade into the background, so, hey. Might as well hang out at a high-top with your fellow Outsiders and commiserate on the events. Or maybe just take a night to truly not think about it at all.
Throughout the night, you might find some extra activities, in case they’re needed. With every drink you try, you’ll get handed a raffle ticket for crapple—that is, a “crap raffle”. Try your luck and see what you could win! Are you interested in battleshots? Grab a partner (or get forced into it by Tezcatlipoca), and try and sink their battleship. Or, later in the night if you’re especially brave, Tezcatlipoca will shoo everyone out of a corner to set up karaoke. The lyrics show up on your implant, so it’s extra convenient!
Relax if you want. Get rowdy if you want. What happens here stays here, at least in Tezcatlipoca’s opinion.
© tessisamess
WHAT: A night out at the city's worst bar—This is a mingle for everyone to join in on!
WHERE: 12 Steps Down
WHEN: Roughly a week after returning to the base
WARNINGS: Drinking, potentially heavy drinking, drinking-related rowdiness... etc
12 STEPS DOWN
" Nobody really makes a clear-minded decision to visit 12 Steps Down. Instead, the place is a siren that calls to people after three to seven drinks, promising delight and delivering destruction. After a certain point in the night, if you are within a mile’s radius of the bar, you are in the danger zone. "
Tucked into an alley of Tokyo is an unassuming, almost nondescript door, if not for the bright, neon sign above it. It’s more than twelve steps, but head down a narrow staircase and you’ll find a small, dimly lit bar. The décor is eclectic to the point that it feels like a hodge-podge of the failed bars that came before it that they didn’t bother to redecorate, the bathroom stalls have shower curtains instead of doors, and the drinks are some of the cheapest you’ll find in town. And for most, that’s the charm.
REST (?) & RELAXATION (???)
After a particularly difficult and unusual kaiju battle, Tezcatlipoca has taken it upon himself to offer a chance for rest. The problem is, it’s his idea of it for this group, which means he thinks his fellow Outsiders need a chance to let loose. So, after talking to the owner of the bar he’s worked at since he arrived, he’s arranged for a night all for themselves. Outsiders only, and the bar is open.
A message is sent out on the network to that effect and includes the address, but this is also an opportunity to make new friends, since it is not a big bar. There’s scarcely a corner for even the wallflowers to fade into the background, so, hey. Might as well hang out at a high-top with your fellow Outsiders and commiserate on the events. Or maybe just take a night to truly not think about it at all.
Throughout the night, you might find some extra activities, in case they’re needed. With every drink you try, you’ll get handed a raffle ticket for crapple—that is, a “crap raffle”. Try your luck and see what you could win! Are you interested in battleshots? Grab a partner (or get forced into it by Tezcatlipoca), and try and sink their battleship. Or, later in the night if you’re especially brave, Tezcatlipoca will shoo everyone out of a corner to set up karaoke. The lyrics show up on your implant, so it’s extra convenient!
Relax if you want. Get rowdy if you want. What happens here stays here, at least in Tezcatlipoca’s opinion.
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It's good stuff.
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Glad to hear it. Not everyone digs it, but I don't know. Had a feeling it was up your alley.
[ It's a bit eccentric for modern palates, and she's an eccentric gal! Totally makes sense to him. Since no one else is coming up for a drink, he just leans back against the bar to relax for a moment. ]
Can't promise I'll always have the stuff for it, but feel free to ask for it again. Especially if we're about to go kaiju hunting, since really, that's the way to do it.
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Back to the basics, huh? Like nothing happened.
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...Well, for me, yeah. Kind of.
[ "Kind of" because technically there is something that changed for him a little, but. That feels separate, almost. Whatever conclusion he's come to about Ereshkigal is something he also feels a bit private about. ]
Not saying it doesn't matter, to be clear. But it's just the package deal for being a god. [ a pause ] Well. For me, anyways. I bet Ereshkigal's feeling differently about that, but anyways. I've got a lot more detachment to things than mortals do.
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jinx flicks her fingers against her straw. ]
Must be hard, being set apart from everyone else.
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[ More “no”, if he’s honest, but if she’s bringing that up, it’s for a reason. He’ll split the difference and end up in a more neutral spot, since that’s easier to understand anyways. ]
Part of it’s not hard, ‘cuz it’s just who I am and who I’ll always be. I’m another species from humans, technically speaking, so the way we think about the world, it’s just different, y’know?
[ Maybe she does, maybe she doesn’t. That part is more of rhetorical question, though. ]
But part of it? Sure. It can be lonely work, when it gets down to it. It’s why I enjoy talkin’ to people. Getting to be bartender is a way less depressing gig than counseling the souls of the dead.
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the fact that people have decided that's okay is . . . still new. she hasn't thought about the shine of it. ]
You're a weird addition to the whole monster killing thing then. Like what were you even doing before this?
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Well, kinda doin' the kaiju gig, in a way. Not as big, sure, but lending a hand to destroying the world? Yep.
[ Whether it was Kenos or the Lostbelt, it's true in both cases... ]
I've seen the world end a few times, so. Could call me an expert.
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Words end when people end. Especially people you know. Right?
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[ He agrees easily, and honestly, this is a slightly better topic anyways. It's more grounded than what he meant, considering how hard it is for people to wrap their minds around the idea of the true end of a world.
Besides... Considering what he knows about Jinx so far? He has at least a piece of why this is on her mind. It's the kind of thing that's never far. ]
There's plenty of aphorisms I could give about how the world constantly changing is good, things happen for a reason, all that. But they're all pretty hollow when it still sucks shit to have to happen in the first place. Worldly meaning ain't a comfort.
[ He reaches out to take some straws and connectors for himself. Looks like he's joining the fun while they chat. ]
It's why this whole deal is pretty interesting, right? Turns order on its head. People starting up again, so to speak. But it still ain't quite the same world just because they're back, is it?
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The world's always changing on me. Or maybe I'm just the world breaker. I sort of come in and shatter it all.
Being a jinx and all. No one walks away . . . clean.
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But like father, like daughter. At least in that Tezcatlipoca won't directly ask or point to it. Some troubles have to be soothed a bit more quietly than that. ]
Ha. Believe it or not, I can relate. Don't have any divine wisdom to offer here, since wouldn't want you to take anything from my situation, but. [ He shrugs ] I've got cosmically bad luck myself. That's just how it is for me.
[ But he doesn't sound sad about that. It's something he can say with an easygoing smile, since it's just a fact of life. It's also why he doesn't want to compare them too much here. Unlike him, she can at least change her fate. ]
...Would you want the world to stay the same?
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but that's all. moral and societal. lines and divisions. jinx could kick them aside if she wanted to. if she was truly the hero zaun wanted her to be. their rallying cry. their canvas on a wall. her blue to wipe out the enforcer colours.
ugh. so maudlin. gross. her feelings are in flux after everything that went down. more lines, more divisions. new territory spinning in her hands. silco with his battle plans.
fuck sameness. fuck anything that attempts to box her in. she'll claw out her own heart.
in fact, she already has. ]
Want's got nothing to do with it. I'll do it anyway.
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[ Especially for her and Silco both, he imagines. For Silco, he imagines that's mostly of his own doing, but. Even beyond that, everything he knows about Zaun makes him think it's a tough place. It's the sort of place where this kind of mindset is really the only way you can keep going sometimes.
It's the sort of place he would absolutely watch over, if he could. ]
Lemme ask what I'm curious about a different way. I can't, so don't get your hopes up, but. Theoretically speaking here. If I could snap my fingers and change your fortune. Would you prefer that?
cw: murderous intent
in a flat tone, still as can be. ]
Don't even joke about that.
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Wasn’t joking. But question answered, so I’m not pressin’ on it, don’t worry.
[ The answer, even oblique as this, is what he had guessed. No wonder Silco had been drawn to her, huh? And no wonder he has a fondness for them both. Unlucky people find fellow unlucky people like moths to flame. ]
Like I said. Couldn’t anyways! I’m a god of fortune, sure, but that’s all incidental. I just get the “privilege” of seein’ the future, so it gets conflated with luck.
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I'm a Jinx. Bad or good, I make my own luck. Don't need anyone else for it.