Quoted By:
ᕙ <span class="mu-i">Jimena Gimenez</span> ᕗ
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Random Event Rolls: 14, 19, 42, 50, 44, 8, 66, 25, 82
Happens?: 14 (Yes)
Stat: 19 (Dexterity)
Type: 42 (Negative)
Magnitude: 50 (Magnitude 3)
Encounter?: 44 (No)</span>
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Mental Condition Event Roll: 25, 82
Type: 25 (Panic Event)
Magnitude: 82 (-25 to all rolls)
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—--------Paloma Marron Arcade—--------
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<span class="mu-s">I</span>t doesn’t let up, this bitch of a rain. Like it’s punishing the homeless for being poor. The arcade is already overflowing with all manners of people, most surely strangers to the thrill of the quarter and to the dread and expectation of meeting Rugal. Unless it’s another player choosing it. In that case it’s just rage.
Biting her nails off, her foot shaking like a chihuahua bumping a Megazord plushie, Jimena Gimenez is arming herself. As Ambonisye makes his way to buy more quarters, parting the sea of people like he was Moses, his friend is carefully selecting the most suitable topics to bring up during the business call. It’s a battle royale inside her head. The winners will be the few words that she remembers.
>Call the investors, convince them that the public perception of sexuality is totally ridiculous and arbitrary, people will latch onto any anime/furry character to make loads of porn, any spec of chemistry in a relationship will be fodder for shipping.
Sometimes working hard becomes another elaborate way of being lazy. Paradoxical as it seems, what happens is simple: in this case, Jimena will give it all so she doesn’t have to get an actual fucking job. Of that the girl that sleeps in class is sure; there will be no half-assing this time.
Jimena takes one deep, hard breath and slams that screen with her thumb.
