pc ♠ marcoh

[fried]

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[fried]

[ you are so brave for phone tagging for this long my god ]

Well - thank you. And it's alright. It's very loud in here. [ smooths out his tail fur with his hands... ] Hello, Marcoh.

I've had a surprising amount of practice.

[boxcar]

[ Day 4 and 1k comments BABEY... ]

It is very loud.

[ He actually seems kind of or very uncomfortable but he was curious. ]

This stuff is common in the Alliance?

[fried]

We can leave, if you'd like.

[ it's kind of hurting his ears in here, anyway. ]

Not common, but not uncommon either. My General and Moze were fans of friendly competition. I had to work to keep up.

[boxcar]

But it looked like you were having fun? You are winning tickets.

[ Imagines some general doing his damnedest on the drums... ]

It sounds like you three get along.

[fried]

We do. I'd consider them family.

[ easily enough. the way he can say this because he dead and they'll NEVER KNOW ]

This is as fun as any other activity. And I must admit I was playing for the purpose of buying prizes to tempt our fellow dead into good behavior.

[boxcar]

[ OK, filthy tsun. ]

The boy you've been wrangling?

[fried]

[ listen, ]

That, and Saber.

[ he simply thinks saber can be persuaded to do a task for a sticky hand. ]

[boxcar]

You are working hard to keep people in line.

Is this enough tickets to get something yet?

[ If its not maybe he can do one of those things you punch real hard. ]

[fried]

One of the angels was very disgruntled about the destruction. I'd prefer not to ruin their perception of us all too badly.

[ like what if breaking stuff means they go to hell!!! ]

I think it's close, but not quite. Would you like to try one of these games?

[boxcar]

... I can try, but I don't think I'll be good at a lot of these. I'm not good at this one.

[ Taiko specifically. But also so much of life is not made for a dude his size. ]

[fried]

That's alright. I'm sure there's something in here that you'll find to your liking.

[ his ears swivel, and he glances around the room. ]

I'm rotten at the ones that require you to shoot enemies... the crane games, as well. There are games of strength, I believe - or ones that require tossing a ball into a hoop?

[boxcar]

I should have no problem getting you the remaining tickets you need with a game of strength.

[fried]

Well, I can't say I'm not curious to see what you'd do to the strength machine. Shall we?

[boxcar]

Okay.

[ Do you want one of those punching ones or the one where you have to swing a hammer to make the lever fly into a bell? Be warned, he will break either one. ]

[fried]

[ please absolutely destroy a bell with a hammer ]

[boxcar]

[ So fortunately he doesn't do it so hard he breaks it.

But I can't lie he is going to demolish this thing easy. Ding ding ding! ]

[fried]

[ DAMN GET IT jiaoqiu startles at the sound of the bell, and then laughs. ]

Oh, very good. I don't think that I could make it past the first rung.

[boxcar]

The hammer isn't so heavy. I thought I should swing harder to make up for it.

If it is heavy for you though, you can use it to your advantage instead by letting it move with its own weight.

[fried]

I think if I tried, I'd hurt my back.

[boxcar]

If you have the technique, it should not strain your back.

[fried]

I don't know if you've noticed, but I don't have anything in the way of technique.

[boxcar]

I haven't.

[ He hasn't seen Jiaoqiu try anything yet. What is the lack of technique, THAT HE MOVES A LITTLE SLOW SOMETIMES? That doesn't mean shit to Marcoh unless he sees Jiaoqiu in action. ]

I doubt that's entirely true.

[fried]

[ jiaoqiu like i appreciate your faith in me but i am old and a noodle, ]

Ah, you think there's something more under the surface. I could be hiding a great deal of strength! Wouldn't that be a sight to see.

[ instead he can't crouch because he'd crunch his knees and die ]

[boxcar]

[ YOU FUCKING MILLENNIAL ]

Do you?

[ Takes this at face value. ]

[fried]

[ HE IS THIRTY OR SIXTY NINE YEARS OLD HE DOESN'T HAVE TO TAKE THIS ]

If I weren't so afraid you'd crunch my bones into dust, I'd suggest we have an arm wrestling competition so I could show you how much I prefer to use my brain.

[ little tail flick. ]

I'll leave the brawn to you, my friend.