Bracelets for the soul

    Cyrus snickered and shook his head. "Hope your wallet's deep then!" The scientist turned his line of vision towards the ever so distant looking red circle, shifting most of his weight onto his left foot before stretching his right over one more column of dots, the pseudo-split bringing him closer to the floor. He paused for a moment as his new position brought in a new realization, and with a threatening smile he looked over his shoulder towards Alraada. "Remember that little thing I said about 'slipping up'? I mean it." He winked at her before adjusting his position one more time to make it slightly more comfortable, not paying any mind to her arm that was currently stretching for its current spot.

Alraada's face turned the color of a tomato once more.
"I-I'm not gonna fuckin' slip up, you fuckin nut basket ass!! I wish I knew this game was for people with no shame before I joined!!" she huffed.
She sighed.
"This is you people, what did I expect...." she muttered to herself.
She heard the new color and number called and she grimaced.
She probably is going to get a facefull of watermelon crotch if she didn't move quick enough!!!

"God dammit...."
She didn't move quick enough.
Vale was literally making it harder for himself just to get her off the mat
Although this annoyed her to the very core, she slid her foot on the part next to Vale's and....
"I-I...."
She had to sit down.
"Y-You know, if you both weren't purposefully trying to freak me out, I wouldn't be leaving!" She said, justifying her forfeit.
She navigated the others and stood up.
"Unlike you people, I don't want my face shoved in some people's dumb crotches." she huffed.
She moved over and sat next to alti, as apparently that's where the losers went.

Her face was even darker than the color it was before.
She couldn't really handle anything like that anymore.
Silently, she stared at the floor, not attempting at conversation with Alti.
He was probably mad at her anyways.
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She hugged the other back lightly, glad they could be open with her. 
She was glad she was able to be at east moderately reassuring.
When Cheri rushed off to Aberdeen, she waited until their conversation was over and approached the other.
"So, is there anything in particular you want to do?"
--
Well, despite asking, she ended up downstairs with Cheri anyways.
She looked at the game of twister, admittedly, with slight disgust.
These were fully grown adults sitting around in the middle of a public lobby acting like children.
"So, do you want to join in the game?" she asked, with hesitation in her voice.

    Alti continued to scribble on his page, although a tad more irritated than he was before. Not only was Aberdeen accepted into the round, prompting him to violently scribble up a fifth template at the end of the page before continuing his progress on the second outfit, but now his soulmate appeared to be angry with him? He blamed the headless fighter for that, as well. He took his focus off the game and threw all of his energy into figuring out what look would look best on player #2, jumping in minor shock once the cushions shifted from underneath him as another person joined him on the couch. "Huh?" he said, blinking in confusion at the green-haired one before registering what her reason for sitting with him was.


    "Aww honey, did you lose already?" he inquired, lightly touching her shoulder before slamming both hands on his sketchbook and throwing himself back further into the couch with an audible groan.

    "Ohh, and I JUST finished your outfit!"

"I-I uh....what?" 
Alraada was confused for a brief moment, before she remembered his prize.
"I mean...sorry....I guess I was getting uncomfrotable." she sighed.
She looked back over at Vale an Cyrus, and stifled another sigh.
"I shoulda known this game wasn't my cup of tea." she mumbled.
Although, she was rather curious.
"But...uh....is it ok if I see what you designed...?" she inquired,rubbing the back of her head

    The shit-eating grin on Cyrus's face stretched from ear to ear as the first cabbage patch kid was down. "Sounds like the words of a bona fide quitter~" he teased, waving his free hand tauntingly as she stepped away from the mat. And then there were four. But it wouldn't stay that way for long as Amil called out the next round of movements.



    "Jeesus christ, that's a lotta shit you're talking for someone who wasn't even in the room earlier," Cyrus sneered at the Hedgehog who seemed to have the fierce need to continuously reassure the group that they were less of an asshole than Alti. With a small snicker, he watched as the pop idol called it quits and ceremoniously withdrew from the game with a song. He certainly was less than surprised that the teen was next in line to forfeit, but this left the scientist versus the two superhumans. Physically, he was entirely, undeniably outmatched. Fantastic. But he wasn't about to count himself out yet.

    With only one yellow circle left and a trick or two up his sleeve, he slapped his free hand onto the yellow circle. Smirking cheekily back at the luchador over his shoulder, he raised an eyebrow. "Ooooo tough luck Vivi. Whatcha gonna do now?"

Maicy and Piami heard familiar voices behind her. They looked back and sees Galystris and... oh. Is that Cheri? Maicy and Piami were surprised yet they were not scared. Maicy is even less surprised, due the amount of shit she has been through in her missions.

"Oh! Hey Galystris. Hey Cheri!" Maicy chimed. "I'd say this game reached the point where it's pretty much too late to play."

"Galy! Cheri! Welcome!" Piami waves to the two newcomers of the room.

In the meantime, Jim and Josh bought some sodas from everyone. Cola, Lemon-Lime, Root Bear, Orange Soda, and etc. They decide to save them for when the game's over.

Giaile sat in her chair. Feeling so much relief that Piami quit the game before things got too weird.

Amil had been sipping away at his drink when Vale chucked his arm across the map, the man nearly choking on the beverage from pure shock at how nonchalant the action was. He stared in confusion and morbid curiosity as the limb crawled over to the yellow spot fixated behind the headless figure. Guess I shouldn't be all that surprised with THIS group.. He rolled his eyes as he flicked the spinner once more.

"Left hand, blue!" He called out, a bit shakily.

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Aberdeen let out a yelp as Vale's arm was thrown their way, the fighter's head bursting into a geyser of white as they struggled to stay on the mat. They finally regained control of themself as Vale's arm climbed over onto the yellow spot Piami had previously been fixated upon. Their aura immediately faded from white to red, their head reforming as they looked towards the wrestler.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Vale?" They spat, until ultimately remembering a specific rule of Twister. "Welp, you still lost anyways! Your arm is touching the ground! Your elbows can't touch the floor, buddy!" They chimed as they placed their hand on the blue spot. "Nice try, though!"