DEAR PIZZA PARTY, TODAY IS GOING TO BE A GOOD DAY...

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On Monday afternoon, regardless of where the Wickets, Ghosts, Thieves and Counselors are, they will each soon find a familiar blue, gray or purple bunny at their feet, circling around them before zooming its way back to the directors' office. It will continue hounding each of them until they follow, leading them into the door marked 3A CONFERENCE. Inside, they will find a couch pushed against one wall, a whiteboard on the wall opposite to the door, and a low circular table with bean bag chairs set around it. There is a water cooler and snack shelf in one corner of the room, and decorative plants can be found here and there. Their rules will remain unchanged. However, that does not mean there haven't been a shift in the status quo. There is no dartboard when they enter the conference room. No choices to make. Nothing. Instead, the group will find stacks of pizza boxes (the brand has been blacked out with a sharpie), ice cream, soda and other assorted treats. In the back of the room, they will spot a handmade banner that reads: CONGRATULATIONS, YOU'RE FIRED!! 👍👍 After noticing all these things, whichever of them arrives first will notice that Veronica, Junpei and Wen Ning are seated at the low table. Were they always there...? Oh, well. They plop their respective bunny down on their lap and gesture at them to take a seat. It's time to chat.

Comments

TALK TO VERONICA

[asswipe]

[... She's already shoving a slice of pizza in her mouth when the gang arrives, and— wait? They can kind of see the slice of pizza inside her mouth? Hm. For this week, it looks like Veronica's become a tangible ghost. Graying, slightly translucent skin. Eyes that are a bit too dark. It's fine.]

Grab a pizza and chill with us. It's your going away party.

TALK TO JUNPEI

[crashout]

[he's not entirely interested in the food, cat ears folded back a little warily as he watches everyone mill around and keeps his tail curled around him. but there's a half-grin in spite of himself.]

Sort of a relief, isn't it?

TALK TO WEN NING

[deadened]

[Wen Ning is.... chowing down on a bowl of sliced vegetables and lettuce he's sharing with Trine, actually, despite always refusing food before? He has the hood of his robe pulled up still, though the illusion is gone-- so the reason why might not be immediately apparent.

But when he glances up to give everyone a shy little wave he is very clearly-- alive? His front teeth are a little more prominent when he smiles, and he's got a cutely twitching little nose, along with what look like little whiskers. The hood also sits very oddly on his head.]

We don't h-have anything for you to do this time, so... try to take a break? The, um, the food is really good, by the way-

[it's the first thing he's eaten in fucking years of course it's delicious.]

TALK TO EACH OTHER

[fishingforcompliments]

[spare the mods but also, like, reply to me so i don't miss anything!! win-win!! haha.]