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Role-Playing Club [5:00PM FHT]

Broots was in no way more relaxed today.

"Um, hi. Yeah. Today, we're playing with a sort of LARP? Anyway, in this hat," Broots waved the baseball cap he had been clutching at around. "I dumped the names of various popular characters from TV shows from the past decade or so. Draw a name, and that's who you are for the night. Interact with other people, try to figure out who other people are, accuse people of murder, whatever. Um...yeah.

Random ~~naked~~ baked goods from J,GOB are in the back."

(Ooc: Meta info links can be most found here. To keep brains from exploding, please don't choose a character from your Fandom's version of meta. Ie, if Sam from Supernatural was in the club, he couldn't pick Daniel or Sean Colt from Spooky Things because otherwise you're going to be in charge of mopping up the room and exploded brains? Are messy.

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The rank makes Pippi... or rather Katt think she might be a cop.

"Hi, nice to meet you... Are you in the military?"

"I am the Communications Officer on a space ship Protector. And you are?"

Pippi is used to the idea of spaceships but Katt wouldn't be.

"Katt... Huston... You're an astronaut?"

Ami was not familiar with Misguided at all, so the name did not ring a bell. "In a manner of speaking. But we have not been called that in ages."

"...Really?"

Ami nodded, trying to remember what century her character was even from. she had only seen a half-dozen episodes of the show. "Really." Then realizing maybe this was odd she continued. "Has the temporal stabilizer malfunctioned and sent me into the past?" That sounded plausibly fake-technical, right?

"Uhhh... I. Don't know?"

"Oh. Well, who is in charge here?"

Normally she'd say the doctor guy, but Pippi couldn't remember the character's name off the top of her head.

"Don't know, I was kinda wondering that myself."

"Perhaps we should look?"

"Sure. And if we find a short creepy looking guy with a very round face named Ned? Please pardon me if I punch him repeatedly in the face."

"Alright. Who is Ned and what did he do to you?"

"He was the guy in charge of... the last place I remember being. And if he's in charge here, we've got problems."

"Oh. Are you also supposed to be elsewhere? It must be the time-space capacitor then."

"I'm not sure 'supposed' is the right word, but... Not being there comes something as a surprise... Not that I really should find much surprising any more."

"Oh? Many previous surprises?"

"You could say that yeah. Nothing like this though."

"I have been in a few scrapes myself. The captain always seemed to lose his shirt."

"Yeah, I know the type."

"I think it must be made of a special material." Ami said earnestly.

"The shirt? Or the man?"

Ami couldn't help the giggle. "The shirt." She said once she had herself back under control.

"Maybe he just buys cheep shirts?"

"I think they are assigned to him by the Authorities though."

"Somebody up there either has something against him or likes his chest then."

Role-Playing Club [5:00PM FHT]

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