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[Fin] The Murder-Free Hotel
Vriska just listens a bit. Some of these people seem pretty cool. Well, maybe not Gary. He'd get culled right away on Alternia, she thought.

She then went back to the task of... finding something she'd consider edible and tasty around here. Which would be pretty easy, since she wasn't exactly the pickiest eater around.
Stupid doomed timeline...
Night, little feller.

Sounds like you had a crazy home life then. Guess that's why you're always so tense. You know what TRUST means? Talking Realistically Understanding Sacred Truth. And I think we need more trust around here, and learn not to be leery of everyone at first sight. Get to know the situation and often you'll find it's not as bad as you thought.
I like bananas. They're yellow.
I mean, to assume that because the organs are diseased that means it's no longer edible seems questionable, as is assuming that it will become diseased, and that we shouldn't try. Hell, take a look at chickens. They used to be small. Now they are big, they grow faster, and they have enormous organ damage and are in constant pain. I wouldn't go back to the old chickens, because these ones are better for production of meat and eggs and such. Their lives are valuable, because they're more efficient... Also, I do have questions about your assigning ownership of your world to a deity, but that's a subject for another day, I suppose... But yeah, Ruby, you're correct, Sapients are pretty rare. But really, why is sapience a measure of value? Why should sentience be either? Sure, you can look at the universe and see things and communicate those things to others, but that's a successful evolutionary strategy. Does it matter that part of the universe can comprehend itself? Is that really a relevant thing? To me it just kind of feels like... more of that... "We are special, the universe would be meaningfully different without us" stuff that the early gods told us, before they were replaced by different, better ones.

Kellensea shrugs, her chainmail clinking.

Anyway, that's why I think that life has universally equal value. Certainly, part of the universe can comprehend itself, but sapience is an emergent property, and it's presumably helpful enough to show up, seeing as it did once, right? It feels... too close to "this is destined and we are the chosen ones" to say that sapience is more than just a tool that we have. It is a useful tool, and allows us to conquer everywhere, but it is nonetheless, a tool. And it doesn't feel right to me to reward things based on circumstances of emergence and what tools they're given, whether it be mitosis, hatching, live birth, budding, seed-based, etcetera.
I am the They who says it!
Vriska's just eating the meal she made. She seems unconcerned with table manners, I guess that's what happens when you're raised by a giant spider.
Stupid doomed timeline...
Every damn word that comes out of Gary's mouth makes Vivi want to tear his vocal cords out of his throat. Which is an unusual feeling for her. She can only think of one other time she's had it, and she feels kinda like it's unfair to compare Gary's mere mind-melting inanity to the vicious sadism of Asahi sas Brutus. And yet here she is, having the same throat-tearing feeling, for the second time in her life.
nya
Living Room

Bow is munching on a mix of fruits and herbs that she whipped up herself; trying her best to ignore Gary and Kellensea's constant ramblings about Arceus knows what.

Pool

Doofenshmirtz and Mettaton are resting on opposite armchairs next to the pool. The two haven't noticed each other yet, until Doofenshmirtz looks around.

"Hey! What are you doing outside my room... huh?"

Doofenshmirtz inspects the boxy robot closer.

"Wait a minute! You're not one of my inators! Who are you, anyways?"

Mettaton responds in an annoyed tone.

"OH DARLING, YOU DON'T KNOW WHO I AM? I'M METTATON, THE UNDERGROUND'S BIGGEST CELEBRITY! EVEN STARS LIKE ME NEED REST SOMETIMES, SO HOW ABOUT YOU LEAVE ME ALONE RIGHT NOW, DARLING..."

Too late. Despite Mettaton not being the doctor's creation, Doof is already thinking of ways to exploit him for money.

"Hey! How about you star in my latest production, HELP! I'm Trapped In A Hotel and Can't Get Out! ..."

Mettaton had entered sleep mode while Doof was talking, much to his annoyance.

"Trust me... you will become involved in one of my schemes some day!"

And with that, Doof goes back to staring at the pool for minutes at end.
Bandana Dee then goes to where Ranma is. He asks Ranma...

"Hello! I'm Bandana Dee, who are you?"
Hiiii!
Lobby, I presume?

[Rebel is just eying at the verbal(?) chaos Gary made while eating some peanuts nearby.]

Wherever the fuck Ranma is

[Haruka's drinking a cup of good old tea nearby.] "..oh! Hi Ranma!"

Poolside

[Percy's just practicing her swordsmanship, nothing much.]
silver dollar, black smoke in my eyes
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed
-Pool-

Let's say Alexis shows up for another swim. She waves to Doof as she gets in the water.
Stupid doomed timeline...
Kitchen (I assume, idk, think so)
Ranma turned at Haruka and nodded at the familiar face. "Hey, what's up?" He then acknowledges the little orange guy with the blue bandana. "Name's Ranma Saotome, a martial artist. I'm guessing you're named after your bandana, huh? Were you cursed by an old pervy miser like Pantyhose Taro was, or is that just a name choice?"

Pool

Klonoa was originally going to get some sleep, but he figured it's best to take a walk around the place to get a sense of familiarity. As he walks into the pool room, he slightly grimaced a bit. The cabbit wasn't exactly the best swimmer. . . Oh hey, some people are here! Might as well make some new friends! "Hey there! I'm Klonoa." He'd walk over to introduce himself.
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.
Alexis waves to Klonoa too.

"Ah hey, nice to meet you. I'm Alexis."
Stupid doomed timeline...
Gary leaves the kitchen, seemingly oblivious to the people he pissed off. Either that or he's not really phased by it. But whatever the case, he takes his cup of tea and grabs some peanuts and sits in front of the TV.

Meanwhile Bossman finds Klonoa in the pool area with him and Alexis.

Klonoa, thought you were goin' to bed? Meetin' some of the folks here, huh? Guess we all need to know everyone here. I'm the Big Bossman, here to enforce law and order wherever I'm needed. And you are?
I like bananas. They're yellow.
Kitchen(?)

[Thanks to Ranma asking if Bandana Waddle Dee's name is a curse, she looks at the little fella.] "Ah, heya! I'm Haruka Ito, Ultimate Psychologist. Pleasure to meet you."

Poolside

[Percy notices Klonoa in the distance.] "Ah. Greetings. I'm Percival King, but you may call me Percy."
silver dollar, black smoke in my eyes
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed
"Well hello there, Broadway girl! Haven't seen you in a while. And hello... talking cat-rabbit thing?""

Doof stares at Klonoa; confused. What exactly could that creature be?
-Pool-

"Yeah, it's been some time. I've even been through another one of those games since then. Survived both of them, at least."
Stupid doomed timeline...
Kitchen
As Ranma talked, he was trying to open that water bottle. The cap was stuck on there tight. and at first Ranma just didn't mind. But the longer and longer it takes to open it, the more frustrated he was getting.

Pool

Klonoa waved at the newcomers with a friendly smile. "Nice to meet you Alexis, Percy." He'd then turn to the big nosed man with the lab coat. "I get that a lot. Klonoa." He extended his large cartoony gloved hand to the "pharmacist." "I like your lab coat. It looks cool and smart!"
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.
"It's a choice! Where are you from?" said Bandana Dee to Ranma.
Hiiii!
Pool

Percy, you look like a fellow officer. We need more people like that around here. And yea, me and Klonoa were in one of those games too. He died and it ended abruptly without fanfare. Everything blacked out and now here I am. Aside from Gary Busey and that woman in all the armor, everyone here seems all right.
I like bananas. They're yellow.
-Pool-

Alexis just... groans at the mention of "woman in all the armor".
Stupid doomed timeline...
Kitchen
Ranma was currently trying to use his teeth to open the cap. "Hmphhhh. . . Tokyo. . ." Ranma took the water bottle out, put his foot against to counter, and was now trying to get the top off. "Damn it! Why are these things always so tight!?

Pool

The cabbit lightly tilts his head at Alexis' groans. "I don't think the armored woman is so bad. A little scary, maybe, but she doesn't seem like a bad person." Then again, Klonoa rarely thinks anyone's a bad person.
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.
Wait... do you know her?
I like bananas. They're yellow.
"Unfortunately."
Stupid doomed timeline...
Doof chuckles at Klonoa's complement.

"Well, thanks you, Kolona the cat-rabbit thing! although people keep thinking I'm a pharmacist for some reason, even through I'm not! THERE'S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A PHARMACIST AND A MAD DOCTOR, PEOPLE!"
Pool
"It's Klonoa. And you don't exactly look mad. Unless you're angry about the pharmacist mistake, then I guess you'd be a mad scientist." Klonoa said with a slight nervous sweat drop.
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.
Alexis chuckles a bit. She's just kinda treading water in the deep end of the pool at this time, and will go back to swimming laps soon.
Stupid doomed timeline...


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