open: funemployment

[forceofnature]

Who: Viridi and lowly peons
What: November activities
Where: See inside!
When: November. Probably.
Content Warnings: None to start

[prelude: messiah station square (feel free to reply to this, too)]

[A small girl stands in front of the job listings and rifles through them with a disgruntled expression.]

'Merlaut Apartments: Security officer requested. Keep all intruders safely indoors'?
'Chicago L Station: Seeking train director. Direct a train in a play'?
'Wall Market Bathhouse: Attendant needed. Wash ten faces in the bathhouse water'?

These are ridiculous! And demeaning! Who would even want to do any of these pointless tasks; some kind of spineless moron, I'll tell you wh --

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[bridge_princess]

You realize that, if it torments you... it's probably going to happen eventually, right? [She snickered. Get ready to poop, Viridi! Except there was some good news.] But I've noticed that I've started to feel more like a spirit again. So maybe it's figuring out there's differences? But... yeah I could do without the dream trips to the flesh tunnels.

Even if I don't seem to have the right powers, which... is not a complaint.

[forceofnature]

Do not!

[Reaching pitches that are just barely sub-screeching threshold]

The more you think about it the more likely it is to happen! Probably! We're not thinking about it! La la la la la la la!

What do you mean, you're 'starting to feel like a spirit'?

[She says, not cognizant that the currently constructed timeline does not have her changing species until after the posts in this thread are complete.]

[bridge_princess]

Eh... I'm not quite sure exactly. Don't worry about it. Just been feeling... it's hard to put it into words exactly.

[And a certain someone totally forgot the day, hah. So she wasn't technically one 'quite' yet.]

Honestly, I wouldn't worry too much about it. I mean, if it figures out that that should happen where are we going to put it all?

[she's not actually helping, is she?]

[forceofnature]

...Well, that's suspicious.

[She grouses.]

And what do you mean, 'put it all' - our spirit... essence? Divinity? Or...

...Are you talking about fecal containment.

[Her tone is flat as a out of tune minor key.]

[bridge_princess]

If I have to explain the joke it kind of ruins it... but come on. You're a god. I'd hope you know what to do with your divine essence. Yes, of course I mean the poop.

[Haha, such high brow humor happening today.]

I mean, it's not like we've dug latrines or got plumbing working. And we don't want to dump it out on the void. That's asking for trouble.

[forceofnature]

I hate every word that just left your mouth. I hate a lot of things. ...But I especially hate this.

Let's cross that bridge when we get to it. Or not. I'll just throw myself into the Void; seems easier.

Don't you have a friend to visit?

[bridge_princess]

You know what? You're amusing. I've decided that now.

[She snickered and winked at Viridi heading to the door into the hallways before speaking over her shoulder.]

We should talk more. Hah. About other shit. This shit's only fun to talk about once. [And with that awful play on words, she started to head off to see whoever she'd come to see. She honestly couldn't remember. Torturing Viridi was worth it.]

[forceofnature]

This was the worst conversation I've ever had!

[Viridi calls after her, in what she undoubtedly knows will only encourage Parsee to irritate her further. In that sense, one wonders how much Viridi is hamming up her irritation versus actual antipathy. In another sense, who cares?]

Gross! Thank goodness she's gone! Isn't that right, you little cutie?

[The paintbrush monkey gets a little pat on the head before Viridi turns back to her desk - upon which there is now a generous scattering of seeds.]

Oh! Finally.

...Eh, I guess you all can stay anyway. Who wants to help me redirect this ugly lobby?