w0 curfew: yuyu's last supper (meatball sundae)

[rewriter]

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[bindings]

[shenhe hasn't realized yet that the doors are locked, and she's just very exasperated walking through this area. she can be found mumbling something about killing them myself as she peers down isles and looks through rooms.]

[rewriter]

[help... monika is just sipping a lemonade icee, also oblivious to the fact that they're stuck in here.]

... Are you okay, Shenhe?

[metacognition]

[ look who's at the end of an aisle! a familiar face! ]

Oh, Shenhe. Hello.

[kunoichi]

Who're you gonna kill, Shenshen? Need help?

[silicone]

Everything okay, Shenhe?

[ he is here! and topper is scarfed around his neck but squeaks a little hello to shenhe. ]

[captainry]

[ hey everybody! y'all minding your business? yeah, that's a mood. here's a toplevel for wenzhou to break the peace, as he raises his voice in the vast void of the ikea: ]

Luo Yiguo, you piece of shit ancestor! Get your ass out here!

Of course he'd slip out when we weren't looking... need to buy a tracker for that rat bastard of a cat... [ grumbling, unaware that the doors are locked ]





[ there's movement in the blahaj cube, if you're nearby it. a variety of white, orange, and black fur has been shed on the various sharks in there. but no audible response. ]

[metacognition]

[ unhelpfully following behind luo wenzhou is fei du, who is heading towards the blahaj container at a leisurely pace. ]

How much will that cost, $2? I don't think they sell Ikea AirTags.

[ maybe they do who knows ]

[rewriter]

[sir why are you calling a cat your ancestor...]

[onlypets]

[Cat????

Pspspspspsp…]

[silicone]

[ puts on his best shocked face ] You lost the young lord!?

[onlypets]

[D is sitting…at the food court. In before mods tell me the food court isn’t a connected area. If so, he is at a display table I guess which makes the rest of this tag stupid.

He is sitting and drinking… tea. No big deal.]

[metacognition]

[ wandering over now that yiguo has been secured ]

My, my, are you part of the display? As pretty as a picture.

[kunoichi]

[ take a photo of him ✌️ ]

[bindings]

[sits down next to him abruptly hey what's up]

Is your device working? [like, say hello, maybe]

[silicone]

[ mr d!

eiden just plops himself down next to d on the display table with his own ikea mug of tea. around his shoulder, a white stoat squeaks a tiny hello. ]

At least there are a ton of beds...

[rewriter]

[he should order a meatball sundae.]

Do you mind if I join you? It seems like we're here for the long haul...

[kunoichi]

[ after the initial hubbub passes she's gonna try to claim one of the beds. i hope there's few enough beds that people have to share... haha jk... unless? ]

[ or she's also at the food court with a breakfast plate ]

[metacognition]

[ this is so valid

brings her an extra pillow ]

Here, Yuzuriha - might as well get comfortable.

[pipa]

[ CUDDLE.......... ]

[silicone]

[ eiden does just surprise launch himself at yuzuriha from like out of nowhere with a pillow in each hand! ] Tired?

[rewriter]

[what if she puts her ikea bed next to yuzuriha's... haha just kidding... unless? anyway, she has some pilfered display sheets and stuff with her to hunker down on one of the beds.]

Do you have enough sheets, Yuzuriha?

[factoring]

[She gives some effort into looking for the cat, but eventually she's taking a pause.

Kyoko hasn't really realized that the doors have locked them in and is sitting in one of the living room displays. There may be bedrooms here, but she's just lounging on a couch.

Eventually she moves into an office room.]

[captainry]

[ he brings an extra wheelie chair along with him to the office she sets up in, spinning it around so he can sit backwards in it. just vibing with his teammate in this space after having acquired his stupid cat. ]

You have any service?

[rewriter]

[she catches her while she's lounging, plopping down on the matching armchair.]

Do you think someone will go for it?

[silicone]

[ he is either spinning around in one of the office chairs in circles or sitting in a cozy chair drawing in a sketchbook.

closer to sleepy time he's just dozing on one of the display couches with an arm hanging off of the cushion. when someone comes by he just lifts a hand and wiggles his fingers like "heyyyyyy" and his hand flops back down. ]

[factoring]

[Looks over his shoulder to see what he's drawing.]