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[So, since no one discouraged spamming the network, Rose is posting, again. This time, she's indoors, at a shiny new apartment.]

Sooo, hey. I figure, I'm new here, some of you are new here, some of you are old hats, whatever. We should break the ice! And by that I mean I'm super bored. So. I'm having a party! Matisse, Genessia City, Room 102. Best way to break in a new apartment, right? Right. I've got snacks, soda, movies, and most importantly, we're gonna have a bunch of rounds of Truth or Dare and stuff like that. Everyone's invited as long as you have your magic pendant-y thingy. Don't think too hard about that part, please. See you soon! I hope? Seriously, everyone should show up, please.

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[Rose has, true to her word, gotten a big party setup going in her apartment. Soda, snacks, etc of various types are around, she's got a bunch of extra chairs, the apartment is clean, there's some movies playing in the background for noise, and now she's just waiting for people to arrive.

If you arrive very early, you might hear her muttering to herself:]

Was this a mistake after all, are people really going to come, it's going to suck if I bought all this and no one shows, but it's probably fine, people here are friendly, but maybe....

[... Yeah.]

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[Riiiight, cuz asking the guy who already knows the answers to the safe questions is a great way to get yourself off easy. Namur snorts.]

What's somethin' that folks think y'd never do, but actually, y' already done it?

I dunno. This is a hard one. 'Cause I'm pretty sure I do everything people think I've done...

[He blinks suddenly.] Well, there's one thing. But I don't know what people think I've done. I don't listen to stuff like that.

Well tell me the one thing, then, an' I'll tell y' if folks has been figurin' y' done it or not.

...Well. [He's dying inside. The only things he can think of are pretty weird.] I've worn girl's stuff before. [If he says it any lower, it'll be a literal whisper.]

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[Namur thinks a second, then shakes his head, dropping his arm over Ace's shoulders.]

Yer right, folks ain't been sayin' that'n. But they probly ain't gonna be s'prised either, cuz a yer association with me an' Marco an' Thatch. Mostly Marco, when he gets all strutty an'' shit. Y' know what I'm talkin' 'bout.

Spring.

[Ace is both pleased that people aren't saying that, and uncomfortable that people wouldn't be surprised.] I don't see how they'd connect you three to it! But Marco was so into it this year. I don't remember that from back home. Has he always been so... [Nervous. Dramatic gestures.] Maternal? I mean, it's cool and fine, I just didn't expect him to send me egg collectin'.

Keep in mind, Bro, for me 's been the better part a ten years since... everthin' happened. For Marco 's even longer. Ain't got any idea how much longer cuz he's all screwy 'bout time unless he's got someone keepin' 'im straight, but by the time me an' Thatch found 'im in Balamb he'd been there long 'nuff t' settle down an' have a whole shittin' family without us. So by this point I'unno if he's always that way or if we jus' didn't notice it so much cuz our seasons is differnt back home or what, but yeah that's a pretty normal spring. Gets it worse'n that, even, some years. Could also be there's shitall else t' do so why not go psychotic over babies? If yer gonna flip out over the random shit they program up for us, 's jus' as good a thing as any, catch me?

Yeah. And on top of that, I know he's not the Marco from my world. So there's a lot more to it than just that. I feel kinda bad though, 'cause I never noticed the babies stuff back home. He was less bird I guess, or I just wasn't a good brother and didn't notice things.

[Ace sighs.] Yeah, babies aren't that bad. I mean, he could have weirder stuff he's into...

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...[A very very long pause and stare comes.] Hey. Namur? Do you think Marco's a girl bird when he's a phoenix? Boy birds don't do the whole baby collecting egg sitting thing, do they? I don't know anything about birds, but maternal usually means mom? Right? [The egg collecting incident and the weirdness of it is going through his mind again.

IS HIS BROTHER A SISTER? DO BIRD TRANSFORMATIONS MEAN SEX CHANGES SHORT TERM? DOES ANY OF THIS EVEN MATTER? HAS ACE JUST HAD A COUPLE TOO MANY DRINKS BEFORE THE PARTY?

The world may never know.]

Yeah that's what it means but naw Bro, he's still a dude when he's a bird, trust me, I can taste that shit.

[Namur taps his finger against his snout, calling attention to the large pores that dot his face.]

Think 's jus' that his head's all full a glitter an' shit, an' that makes him go a bit schoolier'n usual.

You can taste it?

[He doesn't even know what to say about any of this.] So. Let me get this straight. Glitter is the problem? I dunno what school has to do with any of this though.

With my face, Bro.

[He runs his finger across his face.]

This shit ain't zits. Can taste where y' been walkin' 'round yesterday, too, an' if y' got like a papercut or some shit I can taste yer blood.

[Namur leans back and folds his arms, very serious.]

Glitter's definitely the culprit. When he turns int' a bird 'stead a givin' 'im a brain they jus' fill that space up with self- replicatin' sparkles an' anxiety.

An' I ain't said nothin' 'bout school, said he gets schoolie, 's a differnt thing entirely!

Oh, damn. That's badass. You can taste stuff with your face and that's how you know glitter makes Marco a mom.

[There is a long pause with a fucking horrified expression.]

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.....Can you taste other things with your face?! [Oh god Namur knows all. The idea that Namur can taste when he's gotten laid is something that leaves him feeling as bad as if Marco could smell it.

COULD MARCO?

HE'S A BIRD.

WHY DO HIS OLDER BROTHERS HAVE COOL AND WEIRD POWERS?!?!?!?!]

[Namur laughs. The look on Ace's face and the sudden chemical shift as his emotions go from awe to oh shit are enough to tell Namur exactly what mental math problem Ace just solved. Sorry Ace, you're the normie hanging out with a bunch of freaks of nature.]

Hell yeah, taste all kinds a shit.

[He winks, and grinds his knuckle into the top of Ace's head.]

'S how I recognize folk, how I know how they's doin', if they's good or jus' lyin' that they is, shit like that. But not on the phones, cuz I can't taste shit through the screen. So that's been a pain in the ass t' get used t', but whatever. Didn't y' know?

Okay first let me say I'm sorry for every time I showed up without showering first. Just saying, I didn't know, I kinda suck. And that couldn't have tasted great.

[He's going to scrub down forever now. Sanitization post-romps, that's the new Ace rule if he's going to see Namur. He doesn't even protest the knuckle against his noggin, he's just so traumatized about Namur being able to taste when he's gotten laid. And just how often.

He really is the normie in the group.] Yeah. Didn't know. But I totally do now. Won't be forgetting either.

Showerin'd be nice, but I'm still gonna know. So don't flip yer shit too much, 's jus' how shit is when yer me, aye? 'Sides, ain't nothin' t' be 'shamed 'bout. So why act like 's weird?

So it's not weird to you. At all? [Ace is really realizing on a higher level how different he and Namur are. Not that it's a bad thing, but Ace still feels weird about this whole situation.]

'S it weird t' y' t' be able t' walk int' a bathroom an' smell that someone's taken a shit in there 'fore y' did? Naw, cuz 's jus' a fact a life. Sure y' can make it all weird if y' wanna, come on out an' announce it like duuuuude someone totally took a massive shit in here 'fore I did! but honestly that's gonna kinda say more 'bout you than whatever poor sap took the first shit, catch me?

So don't make it weird, Bro.

An' that's maybe more truth'n y's ready t' handle so gimme a dare next, aye?

I'm not makin' it weird! I'm just freaked out and impressed all in one go, okay? [There's a mild huff, and Ace crosses his arms. But he's over it quickly.] It's your turn, right? You're asking for a dare...

[This is serious stuff.] I want you to call up someone you wanna punch in the face, and challenge to a dance off duel.

Hmm...

[Namur rubs his hand over the back of his head, thinking.]

Someone I wanna punch in the face... Shit. Dante's gone. D's gone. Alucard's long gone, Gale's gone, Smoker got his head out his ass finally so we're good there, Vlad's gone... An' the folks from home that needs a broke jaw ain't never showed up here in person.

[He looks at Ace like he's just seen a rainbow for the first time ever.]

There ain't nobody I wanna punch in the face. This's crazy, bro! How the hell's that even happen?

Is that even possible? I always wanna punch at least one person in the face. That's crazy.

[Ace is beyond impressed, and totally confused at the same time.] Guess that dare is a dud, huh?

Didn't think it was, but shit! 'M drawin' a blank here!

'S fine though. Jus' change it up a bit. Gimme the number a whoever it is you wanna punch in the face, an' I'll challenge them t' a dance off. How's that strike y'?

[Ace opens his mouth, and then closes it. And then he points towards Namur, as if he's about to say something else, and then stalls. And finally he sighs.]

Most of the people I wanna seriously punch are gone now. There are still annoying people, but I can't think of anyone offhand. So just pick a random person in the contacts, and give 'em a call.

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