Stride 001 | Text;

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

i need someone to give me the low down
a little explanation as to why i got robbed and kidnapped
and why i have a phone full of contacts
access to this really shitty looking a/v chat
im a hungry mind yearning for knowledge
undulating in wait for a savage assault on my tender think pan
but as much as i want out of this retarded looking shithole
i dont think i quite have the cash for it
so along with my unquestionably insatiable desire for throbbing enlightenment
i may need one of you weirdos to lend me like 500 bucks
alright peace
ps: thanks for not raping me

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[witchless.livejournal.com]

I'm no therapist.

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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

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[witchless.livejournal.com]

Fine. I don't have a reason to.

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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

ok so
enough dancing i guess
do the weapons work on the monsters
or is it just the power of friendship
because i might be fucked if its the latter

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[witchless.livejournal.com]

The weapons do work. [she should know, she was relegated to just grenades for a while.]

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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

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[witchless.livejournal.com]

I've fought them.

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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

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[witchless.livejournal.com]

Are you offering?

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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

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[witchless.livejournal.com]

It's best to have back up.

How much fighting experience do you have?

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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

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[witchless.livejournal.com]

Good.

Get your weaponry and we'll meet up.

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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

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[witchless.livejournal.com]

Meet me at the school entrance.

[ooc: what time is it for them?]

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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

(OOC: I'm going with the mid afternoon when they started! It should be a few hours till midnight.)

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[witchless.livejournal.com]

I'm not your boss.

We'll just be working together.

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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

[He was wondering why he was enjoying this weird conversation.]

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[witchless.livejournal.com]

I'll be the girl in purple.

Action!

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

[Just on time for Midnight, Dave strode up to the entrance of the school. He had a japanese sword slung over his shoulder and he proudly wore his Alpha shirt.

Beforehand, he made sure to practice a little. Better not to show up without all his tricks ready. That was how dead Daves piled up in the first place.]

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[And Homura is there, dressed in her almost completely purple outfit.

Gun holstered to her side, grenades in a little pouch.

Guy in aviators, that looks like this guy!]

Are you Dave?

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Dave motherfuckin' Strider is present.

[Since he was a cool kid, all he could do was speak without breaking his expression. This was a Strider skill.]

So, I'm guessin' you're Homerun--and, you're packin' pretty fierce, there.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

It's Homura.

It's best to be prepared. Especially around here.

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I figured. [Dave flipped on his phone, looking at the time.] Half a minute.

I'm used to gun support. Don't be worried about firing close to me.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[she'll nod]

Good.

Get out of the way if I throw anything. Those are grenades.

[she'll start walking over to the tower]