Mini Event: Network Misfires... 2!

[seasonshelpers]

It starts with a network post from a generic "researchcentre" account. The video feed shows what appears to be an empty cubicle, and a few employees gossiping in the background.

"Can't believe he brought the cat to work again."

"Who, Gary? Yeah, I heard Helene felt bad for him."

The cat in question creeps into the video, curiously nosing and pawing at the screen, as the conversation continues.

"I don't blame her. I saw his dream a couple weeks back, and Buttercup looked so sad alone at home!"

"Oh, that dream cloud thing? What a disaster. Can't believe Bartholomew holds down a job."

"At least it's been a couple years since the cat caused an incident..."

As if on cue, Buttercup gets bored and starts walking on the keyboard. The feed cuts off.

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Welcome to a Mini Event! Much like last time around, the network server's having cat-related difficulty, so all network messages have a chance of going to the wrong recipient. It doesn't need to happen, but there's a high chance of misfires happening for the duration of the mini event.

This post can be used for sending out messages that can end up for anyone and everyone completely without meaning to. Feel free to also just send a blank message with your character and receive messages from others! Whatever works best for you and is most fun.

This event will happen for the whole weekend, starting from now and ending on late Sunday night (so March 6-9) once they finally manage to fix the mistake. As always, backtagging is encouraged.

Remember to put warnings up if you want to post anything NSFW-ish and especially link pictures; however, if anything gets explicit (e.g. sexting), remember to move it to inboxes or another post.

Comments

[abnormalizes]

That's something, I guess? But ughhhhh. How do some people just say this shit like it's easy?

[wingbound]

Maybe it means less to them.

[ Not if they do struggle with it and still manage to say it first, of course. But people who just throw it around casually at everyone -- family, loved ones, friends, the barista who made their drink exactly right -- he can't quite wrap his head around that. ]

Or maybe they're just not waiting for the other shoe to drop all the time.

[ That was certainly part of his own aversion to the word. The constant expectation that the moment he allows himself to open up about his feelings, his happiness will be torn away from him forever. ]

[abnormalizes]

Probably the second one. I know I'll still lose people whether or not I tell them I love them, but... I guess I was trying to convince myself that if I didn't say it, it wouldn't hurt when they disappeared.

[wingbound]

I know the feeling, sort of. But I always knew it would still hurt.

[ How does he even begin to unravel the doomed narrative that seems to follow his every step -- or at least it did until he landed here? ]

I guess I thought the knowledge would burden them.

[ If their time together is short, might as well enjoy it for what it is, without adding any sort of expectations or pressure to the mix. Right? ]

[abnormalizes]

I can only speak from my perspective, but - I don't think your love would be a burden.

[wingbound]

Maybe not here. Back home was

[ ... ]

complicated.

[abnormalizes]

I'm glad you were able to tell them here.

[wingbound]

[ ... ]

[ He didn't. Not to all of them. He'd never gotten to have that talk with Hange, not before they disappeared. But he'd like to think they knew anyway. ]

Yeah. Me too.