#nerflite

tfw work feelings... Why must we work to make money to survive?  

Let me dwell in my deep questioning of capitalism for a while, but in the mean time, Hana Song “D.va” has nerfed this for you.  Thanks for having her!

  Having sheep for coworkers was fine most of the time. Cindy was fine to work quietly and focus on the task, on fluid checks and tune-up, but occasionally she missed the banter around the shop, and occasionally she wondered if her sheep would stop wandering out and butting people in. With a sigh, Cindy rolled out from a nearly done vehicle and looked up at the hapless individual.

BURSTING ♡ in neon and boisterous teenage laughter, the arcade is an experience all foreign to her, yet charmingly familiar. Whether it be the bright lights or the large crowds, it bears a striking resemblance to Tokyo, a classically modern Japanese work of art (as she fondly dubs it). Her card is loaded and her mind open; she intends to get the most of her experience by playing with those with the most experience.

She skitters up to a girl garnering a large amount of attention. Sonia has no idea what she plays or how she plays it, but judging by the oohs and aahs that coo after each hit she lands on her opponent, she’s playing it well. On the ledge of the machine in front of her and the sweating man she’s fighting, there is a long line of arcade cards. 

Waking up in a lush hotel wasn’t something that was new to Lucio. Yet something was really different this time. He didn’t recognize the city outside his window and as far as he remembered, he had no idea how he’d gotten here in the first place. The room was full of his equipment, decked out in posters from different concerts all over the world - including Stella City. That name seemed familiar.

That was where he was, wasn’t it? This place looked like he’d been living here in months. There was a letter on his dresser, and after he looked it over, he had a better idea of what was going on. The city felt strangly comfortable, and knowing that he was still a musician was comforting. Learning that he was also a radio host was exciting. 

Well, Lucio was never one to get hung up on anything that was kind of a downer, so for now he’d be chill and roll with the wind. He did have to wonder if anyone else he knew was here...so he found his phone, also on his nightstand, and texted the first person that came to mind.

[txt]: Hana Song

heyyy girl! you uh, you in stella city by any chance? i’m havin a real weird day, kinda feelin lost, would really like to see a familiar face. you in? meet me at the cafe by the gâteau château in an hour if youre down. 🐸

THE look on her face says it all - a mix of wonder and childish delight swirling together into something distinctly Pascal. Surely, something so fabulous couldn’t have just sprung up here overnight...! She would have recognized it - the flashing pictures on the screen, the vibrant colours dancing about, the sounds - and consumed it all as best as she could have already if so. It’s then that she feels a pair of eyes trained upon her, and she turns to a young lady approaching with that loving twinkle in her eye.

Send ₪ for a Pokémon my muse would have on their team! (accepting) 

reliable

Zack is in fact very reliable. He’s a fire sign so very focused and energetic almost to the point of perfection. This strive for wanting everything feel their best along with his habit of having a hard time saying no. There is a sense of leadership and heroism stemming from him that gives him a want...No a need to help others. 

 whoa, with moves like that, you’ll be a dance dance revolution around here! i’m sure it’ll be a high score with everyone!

 i’m sure you’ll fit in comfortably in moonpie motel room #39, but be sure you don’t stay up all night gaming! the walls are pretty thin - whether that’s a bad thing to you or the neighbours varies, if you catch my cold.