OPEN/MINGLE — SMASHING GARDENS

[fujin]

[ Meanwhile, in the middle of the desert......

What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immoveable object? Who knows. This is more like two old, rusted Chevys trading flirting touches at low speeds. Galbadia Garden and Balamb Garden are careening into one another in a way that some of you might find all too familiar.

Maybe this happened years ago for you, maybe it hasn't happened yet, maybe you had no business being in these crazy hoverships in the first place, but regardless. You're here now and it's time to brace for impact. This one will be an even bigger problem, because there's no one at the helm of these ships. It's as if they've developed a will of their own and driven themselves into one another, sending both vessels careening into the boiling sands below.

Luckily, these things are as hardy as they are ancient. They'll both need new paint jobs and extracurricular activities will be out of the question for some time, but when the dust clears, everything is mostly intact. The Gardens will fly again. Someday.

Anyway, this is your chance to mingle somewhere that isn't Midgar. Both Gardens are smushed together, accessible through Galbadia Garden's basketball court. Maybe you want to organize a search and rescue. Or start doing damage assessment and making repairs. Maybe you wanna do some figure skating on the definitely not demon-infested hockey rink. Whatever you want, congrats, you're not in Midgar anymore. ]

Comments

for .. dogs? yis. lol

[atoysoldier]

( Cloud hasn't a clue what he's going to get himself. However, he's willing to hear Elena out. Maybe she has some good ideas on how to compliment this allegedly bomb-ass-hotdogs from Balamb. )

Think their chili is any good on them?

god i hope not, CANniBALISm

[petitepistol]

Could be....I mean if you don't have anything strenuous to do after this I'd say go for it, but...you might explode.

[she says it rather calmly, curiously, even. clearly she's not on board but if Cloud wants to try...?]

um it's "can"-nibalism not "can't"-nibalism

[atoysoldier]

( Chili, jalapeños, cheese, sour cream, okay. )

I'm doing it.

( His eyes narrow as he scans the menu for more options. ) Maybe a plain one as well, just in case the chili one is too much.

Kind of a weird menu, right?

true, and i am not a quitter

[petitepistol]

God speed.

[a sagely nod; it was weird knowing him and all that]

Might as well go all out, honestly. [a sigh] Real weird! Where are the veggies? I mean I like hot dogs enough but...They're kind of obsessed...

[atoysoldier]

What? You want some eggplant on your dog, or? Look, there're tomatoes.

( He lifts a finger up at the menu and points out the list of toppings. )

My chili dog is going to come with onions. So, there's that.

[petitepistol]

[nose wrinkle]

That's. Different. Interesting, but not my style. That's really healthy, though!

[she's trying to be nice, and while she's curious...well]

You can't go wrong with onions.

[atoysoldier]

It's really concerning, is what it is. ( He snorts. Though, her approval of his choice on onions felt pretty right on. )

Oh, they got salads? You into that?

[petitepistol]

I mean if they were fried, but raw like that....is an entire different. Thing.

[one she won't dare, let's just say that]

I guess? I mean yeah, but it seems a bit purpose-defeating this time.

[at least they have a sneeze guard to protect it, points to them]

[atoysoldier]

I think you need to get a huge plate of dog and fixings. The Balamb Dump Pile. That's what you should order.

( He grins, the option has absolutely everything including the kitchen sink. )

[petitepistol]

The-- no way! What if I get-- the meatloaf mixed in by accident? It's probably something from space...

[shes in full on wincing mode]