allstarz / dante

[damp]

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[foreverphantom]

...not willingly.

[damp]

Why? Worried someone will make fun of you?

[foreverphantom]

No.

[ he doesn't elaborate, but the weekly tattoo effect sure will! because there's a very prominent LACK OF CONTROL on his arm glowing through his shirt now ]

[damp]

[ Ah. ]

It's not like I want to do something completely unheard of. But ice skating is pretty harmless.

And the payoff's that we get to hang out.

[foreverphantom]

You've got your wires crossed. Hanging out with me isn't supposed to be a positive.

[damp]

You try pretty hard to make sure that's the case, don't you?

[ Lifting a brow. ]

But we're teammates.

[foreverphantom]

And that's supposed to mean something?

[damp]

[ it means EVERYTHING ]

Teammates are supposed to stick together. Plus we're living together, so might as well get along.

[foreverphantom]

[ fuckin sports anime ass ]

You guys are so much weirder than my last team...

[damp]

[ heh ]

What were they like?

[foreverphantom]

A bunch of antisocial freaks. We barely interacted with each other. For like a month and a half I was the only one living in our dorm.

[damp]

Didn't you have to work together for things though?

[foreverphantom]

Not really. And most of our team died early on anyway.

[damp]

Oh. That sucks.

What were you competing for anyway?

[foreverphantom]

The opportunity to get out of that world and not be stuck there. Or worse, stuck there with our memories wiped.

[damp]

But you all got out in the end, right?

[foreverphantom]

Yes, but not by winning the game. We just broke it entirely.

[damp]

By beating a boss...?

[foreverphantom]

The boss. The one who set up the twisted game to begin with. We beat him to a pulp, took his reality-altering book, and from there the game and its rules stopped mattering at all. We could write in whatever we wanted.