forty year old woman seeks nightlife in the monster city

[matchbreaker]

Okay at this point I'll basically take anyone.

[ Wesker is missing. Both her sons are missing. she herself has been injured a few times now and she has freaking super strength. It's the dead of the night and she's resting up in a manor filled with no one but herself and cats. She was intending to go and drink a bottle of wine in her room, but she'd done that too much in the last two weeks and at this point she's just pissed off enough to make a tacky open retrospec post. ]

Anyone over twenty-one, that is.

Someone go out for a drink with me. Or feel free to recommend something else to do right now, I'll take whatever. Be prepared to fend off monster, I suppose.

That's just how life is now I suppose.

[ So I considered making an open action log but I opted not to so feel free to reply here with shitposting, actual responses, or we can transfer over to action in reply chains here, it's all good. ]

Comments

[matchbreaker]

Well good for you, if you have people around your house.

I *don't*

and that's why I'm *asking*

[starfruitfrog]

It's not like people have to be close by for them to be there, right?

[matchbreaker]

i have been unable to call me sons for weeks now

some broad told me they're un unreality right now whatever the hell *that* means

my neighbor is also missing and one of my sons roommates and one of my dearest friends who is actually on this godforsaken app and the ones who *arent* don't think they exist

so no, they don't need to be close by

but they need to *exist*

now do you have any other sophistry?

[ . . . oops she got mad ]

[starfruitfrog]

[One small part of him wants to say that maybe they've been sucked into a video game or something.

The bigger part tells him that self-preservation and defusing the situation is much more important.]

Where were they last seen?

[matchbreaker]

The convention center.

They've been offline like the other forty or so missing people

[starfruitfrog]

[Oh shoot.]

I'm sorry. I was being insensitive.

Are you okay?

[matchbreaker]

*clearly*

[ Sato, huh? this guy must be a little slow.

... She's miserable, of course she is. Who, that wasn't miserable, would ask people out in the wee hours of the morning? ]

[starfruitfrog]

If you don't mind drinking with me over video chat or something, I could keep you company?

[Because as a completely normal and very average human being, he wasn't entirely certain he could fight monsters. There was making amends and then there was needlessly taking risks.]

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . . . . ]

No, that's alright. What were you doing up this late anyway?

[starfruitfrog]

I started building this kit a while ago and I wanted to finish it

[And attached he sends her a picture.]

[matchbreaker]

What's this? you're a model car maker guy?

[starfruitfrog]

I

I build other things too!

[Like castles.]

[matchbreaker]

like what?

[starfruitfrog]

Like dioramas! I build castles and motorbikes too. Lots of stuff.

[matchbreaker]

Oh wow that's even more nerdy than I thought!

[starfruitfrog]

That

It's not that nerdy
It's historical!

[matchbreaker]

Plenty of people might say that's the same thing.

[starfruitfrog]

And they would be wrong!

[matchbreaker]

Well, if you say so.

[starfruitfrog]

I do! History is important and cool!

[Also who doesn't love all the details in a complex car model?]

[matchbreaker]

You should go on tour with that message!

[starfruitfrog]

on tour?!

[matchbreaker]

You know, tell the world your story!

[starfruitfrog]

Well

maybe I will

[He won't. But at least making fun of him seems to have cheered her up (??) a little.]

[matchbreaker]

I hope someone hires you if you end up doing that.