#4: K-I-S-S-I-N-G

[horrible_phd]

[Accidental Voice Post]

[muttering]

No, no, can't go there.  Plants there.  Bad plants.  Pull yourself together, Billy buddy.  It's just a curse--everything will be fine just avoid the Mistletoe.  Aaaaahh!! There it is, go the other way.  Think of Penny, avoid plants, no puckering up.  Is that my phone?

Oh, damn, is this thing on?

[BEEEEEEEP]

[ooc: I wasn't going to post again so soon, but everyone should have the opportunity to further traumatize kiss Dr. Horrible if they so wish.  Or, attempt to calm him down.  But that's not as much fun.  Why so crazed?  This.  Feel free to actionspam or reply to post.]

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voice;

[1inageneration.livejournal.com]

Are you alright?

voice

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

I am better now. I don't see any more plants around. Curse hit me a little hard and...yeah. That was awkward.

[mistercomedy.livejournal.com]

Dude, it's just mistletoe.

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

Malicious mind-controlling mistletoe. Lurking everywhere on the day I happened to begoing apartment hunting out in the city where there were lots of other people and lots of mistletoe.

I take it you either haven't been affected yet or just don't care about being forced to kiss random people in the street.

[mistercomedy.livejournal.com]

Well, nah... I've seen it around, though.

But think of the opportunity! I've already run into lots of pretty ladies here. How often do you get to blame kissing someone on alien mistletoe?

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

Keep in mind...the mistletoe affects different people differently but it doesn't seem to care whether you're around a girl or a guy or a...whatever, or whether you were trying to have a perfectly ordinary conversation and now will not be able to look several other residents of the city in the face EVER AGAIN.

From what I've been hearing from people who have been here a while, this kind of thing happens surprisingly often. But I wouldn't say the mistletoe is alien...

[mistercomedy.livejournal.com]

Alien, magic, advanced supercomputer mistletoe, I mean, you say tomato, I say tom-AH-to.

But... dudes? Really? I don't know if I should be out wandering around, then.

What have you seen other than people here?

[ooc: I will not go re-read animorphs. I will not go re-read animorphs.]

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

Mostly people. And an android. I guess androids are people too unless they're not. I was talking to someone who said she was a former alien-hunter so who knows, we probably have aliens. Aaaand I may or may not have seen a talking cat walking around. Which I guess I shouldn't find that weird considering I used to know a super-intelligent horse, but he had people to do his talking for him.

[ooc: 8D]

[mistercomedy.livejournal.com]

Oh. Huh. But none of them are dangerous, right?

I mean... talking cats can't be dangerous unless you just die from sheer cute, but it never hurts to be safe.

[Intelligence get. He may or may not be subtle in the fact that he's trying to get information on whether or not there are other certain things from his world here, like giant slicy alien salad shooters or blue centaurs or parasitic slugs.]

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

I haven't seen anything particularly dangerous up here, but I've only been here a couple of days. There are rumors of things in the underground, but I haven't been down there yet. I'll probably go at some point. I hear it's a good place for scavenging and salvage.

[mistercomedy.livejournal.com]

Huh. I think I'm perfectly fine staying above ground. What would you go digging around down there for, anyway?

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

Parts. I'm building a device in hopes of getting home. There was an accident with a Trans-Matter Portal I was building and I'm hoping if I can make another one I'll be able to leave. I've heard it just doesn't work like that here, but how can I not at least try?

[mistercomedy.livejournal.com]

Oooohhhh, so you build things. Couldn't you just buy parts from this place's version of RadioShack or somethin'? I mean, rather than crawling around in a sewer where there could possibly be radioactive monsters or whatever.

And man, I agree with you. At least whatever keeps you busy. I've been here, what, a day? And I'm already kind of going crazy. Not that I'm complaining, 'cause I like having nothing to do. I'm just not used to it.

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

For one thing, I'm not sure I'd be able to purchase everything I need in a normal store. For another, this place has its own money and I don't exactly have much of it yet...

Speaking of going crazy, is the ticking getting to you yet? That's another thing about this place--when you're alone you hear incessant ticking and when you're with other people you...sometimes end up having to kiss them. It's a no-win situation so far.

[mistercomedy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's one of my problems...

I don't know, the ticking? I don't really pay attention to it. I figure it's a part of the mind games that whoever or whatever in charge of this entire thing is playing.

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

At least you're probably young enough to get free housing and meals. Though if you want to buy anything else I guess you'd have to find a job or some...other...income source. I sort of have a job now. It's not really a normal job but I'm not really sure if "normal" applies to anything here.

[mistercomedy.livejournal.com]

Are you kidding? I mean, I've had some handouts (I had to get a girl to buy me decent clothes because I was not dressed for cold) but I guess if I'm playing this stupid game I'd probably better find a place to stay permanently and some form of slave labor job.

You hear of anything a 'kid'like me could do?

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

Not unless you're secretly a scientific genius. But there's lots of stores and things so I'm sure you'll find something eventually. I'm moving into Building 11, Apt# 217. I guess you could crash with me at least until you find something better. Hey...is is just me or did the ticking stop?

[Billy is not so sure about this whole roommate thing but...Marco appears to be neither a superhero nor a cop and it would help with the ticking. (I think it has the potential for hilarity.)]

[mistercomedy.livejournal.com]

I mean, I made an A in chemistry, dude, but I don't think that counts.

[A pause. Marco is thinking. He decides that it is better than sleeping outside in this creeptastic place.]

What's your name?

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

[The briefest of pauses.]

Billy.

[Probably best not to spring the whole evil mad scientist thing on him. In fact, probably best if he works on keeping his secret identity actually secret.]

And, er, not to scare you or anything but you may want to get inside someplace safe as soon as possible. It appears to be zombie apocalypse-ing outside.