[ video - thursday morning ] [ exaclan warning mini-event ]

[stoppedhiding]

[ He really doesn't want to do this. But if he doesn't, he knows it's not his head it will be on. There's really nothing he can do, and it will happen anyway -- all Golbez is doing is acting as a mouthpiece.

At 8AM on Thursday, the announcement happens. ]

Somebody in Rakuen has fallen below zero raks. The penalty will now commence.


[ The first victim is Sis Strider. From there, once every hour a different person will be selected for a five-minute warning penalty until America has zero or more raks. In order, the following victims include Dave Strider at 9AM, John Peixes at 10AM, Nunnally vi Britannia at 11AM, Jade Harley at noon, Dirk Strider at 1PM, Jake English at 2PM, and Bubblecup at 3PM.

As each victim is affected, they will appear on the Exaclan viewing screens and on computers connected to the network. Feel free to thread that out here, or in a new post if you would prefer.

There is no IC indication of who the culprit is unless he confesses to it himself. ]

Comments

[fracturedsoul]

[ He'll just go the extra mile and turn his head away so as not to be staring at her anymore. ]

Well, we saw it. If it's any consolation, everyone's likely to be too busy panicking for their own security and seeking out the one responsible to give a damn you stopped being cool for five minutes.

[ No pity. Just pure, flat logic. ]

[smupette]

[She reaches forward, ruffling his hair. Treating him as she would treat Dave. God bless America if any of the people she cared for were hurt in this. There would be no mercy when she found who to give the beating to.]

Get somewhere safe, where it won't hurt if you fall. My only real advice for this.

[fracturedsoul]

[ WOW WHAT. He doesn't know how to take that. Congratulations, Sis, he looks completely dumbfounded for several seconds. ]

Thanks for the advice. Gonna be sitting my ass down for some quality education for the next few hours, so I can just set cruise control and snuggle into those soft, plush airbags if my turn comes.

[smupette]

It's going to hit you at an awful time. I promise. It's a good thing I hadn't went swimming just yet or my ass would have drowned.

[And died a second time in a month.]

[fracturedsoul]

[ oh god that would be awful. He makes a note to not go swimming until this is resolved, maybe a bit of his nervousness creeping through onto his face. ]

I'd already been assuming this place operated on Murphy's Law, so thanks for the confirmation.

I should get going. See you around? [ There's an unspoken You sure you're okay? in there that he would never put to words, not to her. ]

[smupette]

[Strider's silently understand one another, I'm fine. She knows he'll understand.]

Yeah, I'll see you.

[fracturedsoul]

[ He turns, waving, and heads back to Fortitude. ]