01 - video

[lovestoys]

[Okay so this tech? Rad as all hell. He has no idea how it works, how it's so slim lined and tiny, where the batteries go or why he even has it but it's so bitching, he's not even gonna protest it. His now. No backsies. Ever.

He doesn't quite get what's happening and he doesn't quite care so mostly, he's just looking to reach out. Communicate. Make friends. Maybe even a love connection cause, you know, yolo. Stranger things have happened. The video is on him and yes, he's rocking an awful outfit of blue and yellow and yes, he doesn't pull it off at all. Does he care? Naaaah. He grins an obnoxious grin that will kind of make you want to punch his little gremlin face in.

He decides to go with a time tested and flawless way to both express his interest in all these glorious people, all at once, and convey the right depth and emotions required for a first intro.]

Wazzzzzzzzup?!

[Nailed it, yo.]

This place is so dope! This is the Trickster comin' atcha and I am delighted to be here. How are you beautiful people?

Comments

[lovestoys]

Aww, man, don't dis me like this. We should be bros. We're the rogues! We have super confusing rules you keep breaking and we have each others backs.

[Sad puppy eyes. TO THE MAX.] We could meet just us? In my place? I haven't been there yet but I bet it's sick.

[catchacold]

Tell me your rules.

[That seems important, considering the Tricksters in his world.]

How old are you?

[lovestoys]

Okay, okay. I got this.

Rules.

We don't kill. Like not speedsters anyway, definitely never those. And it's not about winning, it's about the score.

[Did he remember right? Does he get a gold star?]

[catchacold]

Sounds good enough.

[Definitely never speedsters. Interesting. He thinks of angry Bart screaming at him and keeps talking.]

Do you keep to that?

[lovestoys]

Yeah. I kind of have to or you punch me in the face. Hard.

[catchacold]

See, there is something that's the same here and there. Keep that in mind.

[Yes, other him definitely finally did something right.]

Now again, kid, how old are you?

[lovestoys]

Got it. I'll follow the rules, you watch.

[Awww yeah! Finally not fucking up somewhere at least.]

Twenty one. Just turned it.

[catchacold]

Do you have ID? Because then we can meet at a bar.

[At one that he doesn't like and that's nowhere near.]

[lovestoys]

Oh yeah, I got ID.

[he thinks but if he doesn't, he'll get a fake one.] k ow any good places?

[catchacold]

I'll send you an address.

Don't embarrass me.

[lovestoys]

How could I embarrass you? Have you seen me?

[He practically bounces tho. Drinks with the boss!]

Shoot me a place and I'll be there.

[catchacold]

I have. You are an embarrassment.

[And he's still sending an address.]

Keep cool.