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[nishizono]

hey, fellow prisoners! or should i say guests? having some trouble with the technical definitions lately.

i need some help. personal reasons. it's more of a crafts project, and i don't have anything to trade any of you - all the good shit i had are currently confiscated, sorry about that. anyway, here's the list of things i'm looking for:

- 1 box condoms
- 1 roll copper wire
- 2 metal files (1 long, 1 short)
- 1 roll electrical tape
- 1 liter acrylic paint, any color
- 1 car battery
- 1 telepath
- 1 roll fairy lights

if anyone can point me in the right direction, or if anyone's willing to help pull this together, i'll owe you something. we can negotiate.

Comments

[nishizono]

performance art. with fire and shit.
it's basically a light show and i'm out of things to do, so voila.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

wow sounds fancy

[and potentially dangerous]

and to think some people were complaining about boredom

need a hand

[nishizono]

i'm on a rooftop of a hotel, if you don't mind getting your hands dirty.

[ he doesn't want to move he feels pummeled to death right now. ]

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

wheres that

i knew i forgot something

[nishizono]

oh yeah hang on

[ sending over the exact address, plus a smiley. ]

Re: i knew i forgot something

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[oh, well. Look at that]

neat
Youre going to need to help me up

[nishizono]

up the stairs? why, you need a wheelchair?

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

o
in that case never mind. i thought therdd be ladder

see you there cutie

[nishizono]

what

[ what??? tetora's staring at his TAB in confused concentration, because where did that come from? aaaaaaAAA ]

just knock really loudly i'm jumpy today

action??

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[nvm it. It's just J's way to communicate.]

luckily for you i dont bite

[nishizono]

that's good, because i bite back.

[ that said, there's no teeth to the reply. he's still tooling around on the roof, assorted bits of metal out in front of him, as well as a single pair of pliers. ]

action !

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[And after a while since the conversation J does make her appearance! It takes her little while to find her ways to the promised meeting place. While she's quite good at navigating at big cities reading coordinates and maps weren't exactly her specialty.

Besides, she's tired. Just like everyone else must be.

She's wearing pair of plain trousers and hoodie that's just little too big for her skinny frame. The curly locks are uncombed and in mess. But most notable thing in her appearance is the big, ugly scar that covers half of her face. It's been some time now since they were brought here. She's getting more used to her disfigurement, whether she liked it or not.

She might be weak but she still gives a hard knock on the door. Then she waits a brief moment before knocking again.]

You there?

(ooc: despite the pronouns J's appearing as a male.)

[nishizono]

Right here.

[ for his part, tetora looks like he's gone a few rounds with a car crash; there are darkened bruises all over him, some on the pale and healing end, but mostly still in that "hurts worse than it looks" phase. the bland outfit of a plain long-sleeved shirt, a pair of ratty sweatpants, and a pair of slip-on shoes, does nothing but add to the unappealing image he presents. which is a shame - tetora cleans up well.

when he gives a care. ]

You lose a fight with a comb?