22nd Fix

[technohippie]

[Quinn has spent the last few days helping his roommate get back on her feet after some jackass called Black Mage hit her with a lightning spell. He's also spent the last few weeks tucked away in his garage all the time, tinkering around, watching movies or playing music. He's not sure if drowning himself in his possessions is making his homesickness and loneliness better or worse, but for now, it's all he has. Today, Mayfield adds to this - a large box with his name on it arrives. He's not sure what else they could be sending him after a year here, but inside is something that makes him cheer as he opens it! He grabs the box and runs into the garage, immediately scrambling for the phone. There's some fumbling as he picks it up, speaking quickly and out of breath.]

GUYS. MY PLACE. RIGHT NOW. 339 Brady Lane. Garage. Xbox, games, controllers. Get your butts over here!

[He'll also be hunting down his housemates to play as well. Feel free to call him back, or just come over! If you do show up, you'll find him sitting on the loveseat he's pulled into the garage, and is sorting through the games he's got. You have to be careful in Mayfield - he's already met several people who, to him, were just characters in games and movies. So it might be in his best interest to tuck away his copy of Fallout 3 and a few others, for now.]

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[Later, after his fill of multiplayer games, Quinn will be heading to the tavern. He's in a good mood and wants to be around more people. And, well, this is Quinn. He may or may not be trying to pick you up. Yes, you. Pretty much anyone. He will start off, though, by walking into the bar and proclaiming:]

A round on me for everyone!

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[evers-hacker.livejournal.com]

[April had heard his phone call, and so confusion and curiosity tells her to go to his house to see what all the fuss is about.

So now there's one redhead peering into your garage, Quinn.]

Hey, what's going on?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[He looks up from the pile of games, grinning.] Hey there, darlin'. Up for some games?

[evers-hacker.livejournal.com]

Games? Ah, sure. [Now she's gonna walk closer and take a look at the game collection.]

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[imjustpicky]

[Picky had overheard the call, and was only clear on two things. This guy had gotten his "games" back, and he was really, really happy about it. Controllers were involved, so it HAD to have been video games, right? Yes?

He was all over this.

So there's picky, over at the house on Brady Lane, edging his way up the driveway and really hoping he's not intruding, but really curious as to what's getting set up...]

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Music pumps from a computer and a set of killer speakers as Quinn sits looking fondly through the collection of games, smiling. Some are being set aside on the couch next to him. He's pretty engrossed in it, so he hasn't noticed his visitor yet.

[imjustpicky]

[Something this awesome is kind of intmidating. Picky is sure that there's a really high chance he'll be shouted at and told to go away because he's too little and not cool enough... but he has to try. So after much effort, he edges his way up to the couch.]

Uh, hey.

...

You're the guy who called out and said he had games?

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[worstdmever.livejournal.com]

[Ryo peeks into the garage at some point in the afternoon.]

Er, excuse me. I believe someone on the phone mentioned something about games?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Oh? Yeah man, that was me! Come on in. Just got it all set up.

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey isn't really sure what the hell a X-Box is, but he knows that games were mentioned.

So yeah, he's just coming on in when he hears that call.]

So what games?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Hey! I got a bunch. Mostly multiplayer shooters 'n' stuff. But I got two controllers, too, so we're good.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Awesome.

[Blood and violence? Yes please. Pokey will just love that.

But he looks at the console with utter confusion for a moment, before putting a poker face on. He doesn't want to look like an idiot or that he doesn't understand technology, after all. It's just...weird looking.]

...How do you play it? I mean, where do the cartridges even go?

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[hontobakabaka.livejournal.com]

What is an Xbox 360?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Video game system!

[hontobakabaka.livejournal.com]

What year?

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[Video games. (http://www.instantsfun.es/hallelujahlong)

Raz, having been a nomad that lived in a caravan for most of his life, didn't have much gaming under his belt beyond a couple of shady arcades. Needless to say, this is gonna blow his mind.]

There's so many of them!

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Quinn looks like a kid on Christmas morning.] I have even more at home, but heck, whatever they sent is fine by me! C'mon, I got it set up. [He tosses a wireless controller to him.]

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[Wireless controllers? what is this sorcery]

W-where does it plug in? Doesn't it need a plug to work?

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

[She recognizes that voice and address, and decides to head over to see what these games are. War games she's hoping, to help with her training.]

[She pokes her head into the garage.]

You said something about games?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Hope you're in for a Call of Duty marathon, Olivier!]

Hey there! Yeah, sure did. Come on in, have a seat. Ya want a drink?

[twototheskull.livejournal.com]

[Leias looks up from his seat at the bar, his recently regained scars showing nicely, one above the eye and one between the eye and nose]

Thank you kindly.

[He turns to the bartender]

Shot of whiskey.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

No problem, man. Had a fun day, so I figured I'd share the good mood. [Quinn orders himself a beer.]

[ex_seventh238]

Eksu...boksu Ex-box? Is that a console, Quinn? ["Controller" and "game" tipped it off. WELL she's from 1999~2000 so the latest one they have is the PS2, whelp. :v still, she's not unfamiliar with the concept, and he sounds super excited... 'A' Wonder what that's about?]

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Yeah! Just showed up with a box fulla stuff. Wanna try it out?

[kleptophile.livejournal.com]

Oh my fucking god, are you serious? [Hell, Lyn doesn't even wait for an answer, he just hangs up the phone and runs next door to see for himself.] Oh hell fucking yes. [Quinn, you are officially his new favorite person. Of course, it's probably nice for Quinn to have someone who understands and shares his enthusiasm for his new games.

Oddly, Lyn's rarely played an XBox except for display models in stores. They're not exactly easily stolen, and he lives too nomadic a life to have bought one and set it up anywhere. But he's played computer games that he knows also appeared on the 360, and frankly he'd be perfectly damn willing to play anything to alleviate the technological desert of boredom that is Mayfield.] Okay, man, spill, what've you got?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Grinning, Quinn passes him the box. There's about 20 games inside. Shooters, fighters and the occasional survival horror.] Take your pick, man.