004 ☠ video

[kringlefuck]

<sub>[ This evening is a mournful evening for room 008 092. Jake was resting earlier today, taking a nap and enjoying the fact he received several items from his locker from the tenth wave. One happens to be a skulltop, in which is a wearable computer system and looks something like this. Along with the skulltop, Jake was also blessed with two leg holsters, replica of those that Lara Croft wears in Tomb Raider, and some various movie posters from back home, one with Mystique on it.

What he didn't expect to find after his nap was a pile of other belongings, along with a note. The other items are as listed:
A broken sword for a weapon, known as a Royal Deringer, typically equipped to Dave Strider. He also found a Smurfette plushie, several triangle shades and a shirt with an orange hat on it, neatly folded. All these items very characteristic of his best friend, Dirk Strider.

A note was also attached.

Frantically, he tried to contact them, along with Davesprite for good measure, all over the network, but got no replies. Even when he went to the room donned the Strider crib, he found it absolutely vacant. There was a process of panicking, perhaps some hyperventilating, and some flipping out on his own.

When he finally composes himself, he posts a video to the network, clearly still upset. ]</sub>

... Has anybody seen the Striders? I am trying not to jump to any rash conclusions here like they have been evaporated by some sci-fi-esque movie flick monster but...

_{[ The boy gasps for air. ]}

I am vexed beyond comprehension right now. I apologize if I come off as incoherent.
But I need my best friends here. Please tell me they're still here and you have seen them. I would be obliged.

_{[[ ooc: if you knew davesprite, dirk strider or dave strider, they're all taking their leave and might have left you something behind with a similar note! more about this here. ]]}

Comments

[tumbleweeds]

It's all space alcohol, but yeah, it exists. We could toy with some stuff, figure out what you like.

[kringlefuck]

Ah ha. That would be splendid, actually.

_{[ Jake wrings his hands together. ]}

And you're not going to card me or anything?

_{[ because 15 yr old. ]}

[tumbleweeds]

Nah. I mean, I'd have to back home, but we're in space. [ And you just lost people, but she's not going to say that. ]

If anyone has a problem with it -- and Edgeworth probably will, if he ever finds out -- they can bring it up with me.

[kringlefuck]

Do you have any suggestions? I'm not really that knowledgeable on the subject other than the drinks I've observed in watching movies.

Also, who the dickens is Edgeworth?

[tumbleweeds]

Well, it's going to depend on how much you can stomach the taste of actual alcohol. But we'll try some things, I've got time.

Stupid pushy lawyer. I had a friend disappear and he got in my face about it, wouldn't back off.

[kringlefuck]

Ew. I fret I don't like the idea of a pushy lawyer much, even though I hardly know what that actually means in a literal sense.

What sort of drink are you thinking off the bat?

[tumbleweeds]

It means he thinks he's always right and smarter than you. Among other things.

You like orange? Maybe an Orange Crush -- it's a shot, so if you don't like it, we won't be wasting booze.