[005 | VIDEO] jump scare, halloween party, no wizards allowed

[spah]

[Live video starts with an empty shot of Engineer's low-lit workshop. Then, suddenly...!!!!!!!!!!]

Boo.



[Oh shit, Engineer jumps in front of the screen and shoots his arms out in front of the camera! He's also a zombie! What's left of his skin is sickly green, there's blood running down his mouth, and his chest is all bones! Watch out!!!!

... Or don't, because then he suddenly laughs. His hands retract, and he steps back as casual as ever.]

Don't worry, it's all holograms. Them chroma-powered mirrors are somethin', ain't they? You ain't the only one now, Spy.

[That's a inside burn joke, don't worry about it. He pats his "skinless" (not really) chest.]

Felt like gettin' into the Halloween spirit. Or... Geistnacht spirit, I reckon.

Speakin' of - me and my pal Spy are throwing somethin' of a Halloween get-together down at my workshop on Level 3 next week. Low-key sorta thing. We'll have candy, costumes, pumpkins, music, dancin', probably games... and definitely alcohol. Spy makes his own wine, so y'might get a try if he's in the mood.

[Engie laughs.]

Anyhow. If y'all are interested, gimme a holler.

[Attached is the address to Engineer's workshop on Level 3, as well as a date and time for the party we'll post a log soon whatever it's fine.]

By the way, uh. If y'all happen to run into a wizard that mentions owin' money or the mafia, yakuza, or Russian mob... kindly don't invite him. Or give him money. Or tell him about us.

Hell, maybe be suspicious of most wizards 'til after the 31st.

Comments

[passedover]

[Most he's had to deal with is a talking gorilla scientist and spirit dragon(s).

... Plus turning in to smoke.]

Born and mostly raised in Los Angeles myself. Not much time spent around animals, let alone horses, over the years unless there just happened to be some out around wherever I might've been working at the time.

City boy, more or less.

[spah]

Yankee, huh?

Y'all need to come by Texas then, see somethin' besides pigeons 'n raccoons.

[He's teasing.]

[passedover]

Afraid so.

[At least by the laugh it's gotten across right.]

Spent some time in Texas, going between it and New Mexico for a job of sorts. Some damn pretty country out there.

Wouldn't mind seeing it again.

[spah]

Damn shame.

[It's all in good spirits.]

Pretty for sure. I worked in New Mexico. That one's a pretty place too, dependin' on where you go.

[passedover]

Don't hold it against me too much. Still got some good qualities.

[Almost like he's done this sort of joking before.]

Spent a good bit of time out in the desert, and mostly around Route 66.

[spah]

Ah, don't fuss about it. I know some decent city folk here and there.

[Yup, same for Dell.]

No kiddin'? How is it in... your timeline, I guess? [Look he's still trying to grasp Overwatch years.]

[passedover]

Nothing to worry about then.

[This is what happens when he knew at least two country boys.]

No kidding. Still something of a tourist attraction, gone down for the scenery and sights, even if some of the route likely isn't the same as what you might know. Really nice diner around part of the area I was stationed at, real good apple pie.

It's old timey in look, blast from the past.

[Gang territory, but that's another story.]

[ooc: 07 niiice.]

[spah]

[ooc: yeyeye]

Damn. Sounds like it ain't changed at all, then.

[passedover]

I actually have a few pictures on my phone still- it came with me. Could show you sometime if you'd like.

[They were very much ordinary tourist-ish pictures. Definitely no the type to offer if anything else was in them.]

[spah]

Wouldn't mind seein' them, sure. Especially if you plan on comin' to the party.

[passedover]

I'll make sure I have it on me when I swing by, all the more reason to come.

[spah]

[ooc: conversation can still continue ofc, but log's up]