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 It had been a couple weeks since the near fiasco at the movies wherein Jake had pointed out a stranger's odd glow and produced one himself. Jane had said then that they were going to talk about things once they returned home, but by the time they arrived, both were too frazzled from the influx in strangers to remember to have the conversation. Only now was Jake even remembering the happening. And the only reasoning for that was a memory hitting him of a strange golden city in his dreams where he discussed a few things with his cousin, Jade.

Jake sighed as he laid in bed, contemplating how to bring it up to his girlfriend, but just decided to be blunt about it. He was terrible with these sort of things and lacked tact anyway, so what was the point in fretting over it? Resolving himself, the man sat up and got out of bed, moving into the kitchen where he knew his love would be baking, seeing as it was a rare day off for her and their summer classes had finished earlier that week.

"Janey? Can we talk about something? It's about the events at the arcade and my sheer lack of tact. We were going to talk about it afterward, but never got around to it," he reminded her, grabbing a seat at the kitchen table and reaching over to take a freshly baked cookie from the plate in front of him.
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It occurred to Dirk as he knocked on Jake's front door that he probably should have called before coming over, but it was too late to do anything about that now. Besides, he was eager (eager, not excited) to show the other man what he'd made for him. He adjusted the box he was holding into a more comfortable position while he waited for someone to answer the door. The longer he waited (which honestly wasn't long at all, but he was feeling impatient), the more he started to regret showing up without notice.

Giving people gifts was an important part of friendship, right? Feferi certainly seemed to think so. He hoped Jake did, as well. (And Jake had asked for this. Sort of.) Dirk frowned as he adjusted the box again, deciding that if Jake didn't want it, he would just go home. No harm done. Probably.
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Insert Coin didn't look like much from the outside: dark tinted windows and a large green and black sign over top. Nevertheless the bike rack out front was almost always full and finding parking could be quite a challenge. 

It lay several blocks north of the park, nearer to Skaia U than Crocker U and well nestled in the heart of the area where most Skaia students who lived off campus tended to settle in a more densely packed area with apartments and eateries. It didn't bother advertising much since it had become a staple of college life in Sburb and business was booming. 

Inside the place was dimly lit with scattered neon and the comforting blue glow of abundant screens. Most of the floor space was devoted to games that ran the gamut from pac man up to the more modern games with motion capture so you could duck your character behind cover and several DDR machines to trick people into exercising. 

A long glass counter stretched to your right as you came in, complete with the full range of prizes that you could redeem your tickets for, all the way up to the 100,000 ticket replica light saber that gleamed in its own case behind the counter. The employees generally looked bored as they exchanged cash for tokens and tickets for prizes. 

Farther in was another counter that the owners had had the brilliant idea of making available to food truck vendors. The menu varied drastically depending on the day and regular customers tracked Insert Coin's social media feeds to find out which food trucks were scheduled for which days. There were some tables and chairs clustered near that counter as well as the more active games like DDR for entertainment while you ate. The water fountains and bathrooms were near there as well. 

There was also a more enclosed area upstairs, with private rooms for karaoke and private parties, where you could reserve a room and a particular game ahead of time for a few hours. The owner often said that putting in a service elevator had been his smartest investment and a large chunk of the arcade's income came from people setting up soulcalibur tournaments or bringing in their own consoles to take advantage of top of the line projection and sound equipment to game on a screen the size of a wall. 

For clients of age they also sold beer and some basic cocktails, though if you spilled you were banned for a month with second offenses earning you a lifetime ban. 

Have fun!

((Mod note: The arcade and food trucks will be wholly staffed by NPCs for now so feel free to set future threads here for parties or hang outs. It has any arcade game you want. The areas so far are: Main Arcade, Prize Counter, Food Counter, Karaoke, and Party Rooms. Let us know if you want other areas! Also this isn't leading to plot or anything, we just felt the time was right for a new neutral space and an open thread!))
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It was a beautiful day out. So beautiful, in fact, that Jake found it the perfect day to get some sunshine and maybe fish for a bit. It had been a few days since he'd been out, and he was itching to get out of the office for a day to just enjoy nature again. Sure he had class, but he could afford to skip a day. Especially since he wouldn't be out until much later in the day, missing the prime time for fishing. He had talked to Jane about it the night before, and she begrudgingly gave her ok for him to go out as long as he promised not to do his normal 'no cellphone/technology in the wilderness' stint. She wanted regular updates to make sure he didn't drown or anything while attempting to fish in the lake rather than the ocean.

So that morning, before the sun even began rising, Jake packed up his fishing gear and a satchel of food for the day, quietly bidding his girlfriend a goodbye with the promise of an update as soon as he reached the lake and grabbing his bike. The dark-skinned man peddled his way to Lake Sburb across town from his apartment, taking joy in the feel of the cool morning air around him as he made his journey. When he arrived, Jake dismounted his transport and stood it off to the side by the lake. He then took off his satchel and got his pole and line ready, attaching the hook and bait afterward. He sat himself up on the travel stool he brought with and finally cast his line into the water just as the sun was beginning to rise. It sure was beautiful in all its yellows and oranges and pinks. He breathed in deep and got himself settled into the pattern of fishing and enjoying nature as he awaited a bite. 
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Jade relaxed in her dorm room, leaning back in her chair as she thought. Sitting in the closet next to her was her super hero outfit - something she'd just constructed, for the next time monsters came out. But there was so much more to this whole thing than being a super hero - there was the Queen, all of the people gathered at Prospit, something about their other halves?

As her thoughts trailed off, dissecting bits of memory, she recalled something a bit strange. Hadn't she seen Jake on Prospit before? The dreams were always a little hazy, but she was sure she had seen him at the Queen's meeting a month or so ago, and then maybe out and about the towers since then...

Well, she still had his pesterchum handle. What could it hurt to ask? Jade quickly grabbed for her laptop and started typing.

GG: hey!!! :D
GG: what's up, cuz? hehehe :)
GG: it feels like it has been ages since we talked!
GG: how have you been? where are you living now?
GG: and.... this may be a weird question!
GG: but have you had any strange dreams recently? :o
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Jane's Dad eventually let her off work early on in the night, wishing her a lovely evening as he closed up shop, relieving her duties. The young woman couldn't help but tread home excitedly, unable to hide the wide smile on her face- not that she actually wished to do so. The day had been quite eventful, with the bakery booming and making a new friend, or at least, the potential of a new friend. In her hand, she carried the slip of paper Dirk had given her, excited to read it over and contact the man.

She reached her apartment in record time, unlocking the door and stepping over the threshold. After taking off her jacket, she turned to the lightened interior, excited to tell Jake the news.

"Hey Jake, I'm home! You won't believe what happened today!"
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Once again, at around four in the morning, all Prospit dreamers will find themselves falling asleep (if they weren't already) and waking up in golden pajamas. Prospitian guards stand by their bedside, ready to accompany them to the throne room with jovial expressions at the ready.

The Queen is ready to see you now.

((OOC: We're going to try and run this post like the last battles worked - everybody will respond directly to the queen's top levels. Hopefully this will keep the threads a little easier to follow!

Queen responses will happen no more frequently than once every 24 hours, in order to give everybody a chance to pop in.))
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An often seen sight on the campus of Skaia U. had been missing. A food truck that was practically infamous for it's filling, cheap food seemed to have disappeared, and was not able to be found at any other popular eating spots in the city. There was no sign left, no explanation anywhere to be found...and if one was to try to contact the owner either at his home or even by phone, you'd receive no response. Vanished in a heartbeat, almost done too well to be anything but practiced. 

Jake English was gone.

A memory of the past, a battle that brought him down to the lowest pegs, and relationships to those he held dearest collapsing all around him. Hope had always been an important part of who Jake was, far before he actually ran on the stuff. But he was out of it now. Completely drained, and refusing to take any from someone else. Why? He didn't deserve it after all. What use could he put it to anyway? This city had heroes far better than him, and he'd only get in their way.

He had wracked his brain to try to find some way to actually help out people he'd still consider important but just knew they wouldn't want anything to do with him anymore...and he realized, they all have lives. The battles they face will be those of monsters and creatures beyond what people could handle. But there was always crime on the streets that'd need helping with, and Jake could do that. He'd just need a little courage. 

That's where a bit of drinking got him into trouble.

The man was currently fighting a group of muggers who had just tried to jump him, dark green handkerchief over his face as if that was a good enough mask. He didn't really care, eye bruised and blood darkening the cloth as it ran from his nose. Two of the men were already knocked out, and the third was trying to just run by this point. "C-Come on man! We've all gotta eat, you know how hard it is out here!"

While he'd usually make some quip or remark, there was only a dark look in his usually bright green eyes. The color had somehow changed to just...black. But if you knew the man, you'd recognize him. He was dirty, beaten and bloody, and looking sickly...but this was Jake English all the same. He jumped on the man without mercy, a flurry of punches knocking his lights out without much more trouble.


Jake stumbled to his feet, leaning up against the wall of the alley and lifting his mask to spit blood out onto the ground. The night was still young, and he'd have more trash to clean up before he was done, he was certain. He could even hear someone walking nearby...maybe it'd be sooner than he expected, black eyes focused forward and preparing himself for round 2.
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The music is loud and the drinks are cheap, the bartenders are friendly and quick, and the bathrooms are actually clean. Turn Stables is one of the top clubs in Sburb, despite the odd horse themed signature beverages and decorations. On a Friday night such as today, it's packed with happy people, crammed onto the brightly lit dance floor and into shady booths, or crowded around the bar. Most are well on their way to being drunk, or are occupied keeping track of their sloppy friends.

There are bouncers watching each entrance carefully and checking IDs, but they can be swayed with a little persuasion.

Dirk is in the DJ booth at the back of the club, his headphones on and his eyes closed behind his shades as he works his way through a set playlist. The door is left open, and patrons are welcome to chat with the DJ or make requests, but there's no guarantee he'll listen.

(( Go ahead and throw your kids in wherever you like, and make top comments as needed ! You are by no means obligated to speak to Dirk ! Go wild and have fun !! Also, this takes place an undetermined time after the battle, so I imagine everyone is mostly recuperated !))
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The hour after the finish of the battle felt like an absolute blur to Jake English. He remembers slipping through alleyways as news vans and police drove towards the park. He remembers hearing someone or another call out, saying he looked like the guy who transformed in broad daylight. Not his smartest move. But he doesn't remember getting back to his apartment at some point. He doesn't remember curling up on his kitchen floor and just staring up at the ceiling. Did he say something to Jane before he left? Did he check on Dirk? No...he didn't, did he? He just ran. He did what he's known all his life. He just ran.

He was a failure of a hero. Not only that, but a failure of a friend. A failure of a boyfriend. A failure of a man. A failure. Part of him could tell that his current state was helped along by his hope having been used up. But this had been a long time building, buried deep in him as he tried to act as if his life was fine where it was. To push the past back so far that he could look back and not even see it. But just one fight, and it caught up to him without losing its breath.

Plans and thoughts poured through his mind, eyes flicking about the ceiling as if it was a blank slate to put them all on. He could leave the city, other heroes far stronger than him were already here. They could protect everyone better than him. Jane could find someone better in so many ways, so that'd be best for her. And his food truck...he could just convert that back to a regular one. Just start driving. Leave it all like he was never a part of anybody's lives.

That'd probably be best.
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 You fought hard. You fought bravely. And no matter which part of town you started on, now you're standing here, in the park, with two staggeringly tall pillars of light and dark before you. 

You aren't alone, though, and for now at least, there is a moment of peace. Across the lawn, you'll spot another set of heroes, looking as tired and broken as you feel. 

Maybe you guys should exchange notes.

((OOC: We'll be using this thread for battle three as well, so please keep all of your pre-battle mingling under the Round 0 top-level, for organizational purposes. Also, in-RP, battle three will be taking place ten-fifteen minutes after the battle 2 victory, so while there's some time to relax, you won't have time to RP out hours worth of interaction.))
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Jake's attempt to figure out what exactly was going on with Dirk hadn't really...gone the best. He'd needlessly used some hope energy and had been in a depressive state for who knows how long. He certainly wasn't sure. He hadn't checked the time when he rushed to Dirk's in both anger and concern for his friend. He hoped still his friend.

There'd been a slight detour with a cry and then pep talk in the park and now Jake knew he had to get back to Jane. The two had to talk about what happened...Jake had to confront this little feeling of failure. It was frustrating to have to come back to her in defeat, all while having made no real progress with Dirk. The guy had run away from him at the speed of light, all while just...Okay. Calm down. He needs to be calmer to speak with Janey. No need to show up to her in a huff.

He kept those words in mind as he entered his apartment, looking about to see if Jane had left his room yet or if she might still be napping. So to be on the safe side, he called out a bit quietly, the worries deep in him being carried quite obviously by his voice.


"...Janey? You up, dear? I uh...just...got back from talking to Dirk. He said anything to you?"
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After what could only be described as a monstrously awful turn of events in regards to his best...His former best bro and an unnecessary use of his own hope to lash out against a door that he very much hoped cost Feferi a number of pretty pennies, Jake was so far down in the dumps that he practically lived there. He had meandered to his car and just started driving at one point, no thought or care to where he ended up.

To his own surprise, he had somehow landed himself at the parking lot near the big meet up spot that had introduced him to the other super people. Wonderful. Another reminder.

Not content with sulking in his car more, Jake found a bench that overlooked the area the circle had been at. And...and yep. He was crying again. Hopelessness flooded him, thinking only that if he couldn't even help his best bro, how could he even help this city?

It couldn't get worse than this.
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Jake had closed his food truck shortly after the lunch rush as Jane had stopped by and told him...a very startling tale. First off, news to him that the Dirk Strider apparently held some kind of feelings for him? And there'd been new powers developed??? And some real serious problems going on in his life? Jake felt like an absolute awful bro for not following up with him sooner. Life had grown chaotic, and the Pink Menace that always seemed to be at his side these days didn't help.

But when Jane had come to him in tears over how...angry Dirk was with her, and just the words he said and the things he did? No. Jake could not take this sitting down. He had gotten Jane back to his apartment and settled in for a nap. Plopped down on his couch, his phone was out and he was messaging away, a determined look on his face.

golgathasTerror [GT] began pestering timeousTestified [TT]

GT: Strider.
GT: We need to talk and now.
GT: Because a certain mutual close and dear friend of ours just showed up at my cart crying!!!
GT: And im sure we both know who that was because of!!
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The main event at the party was a large former wine bottle which had been painted bright pink. It was set up in the middle of the living room, with the couches and tables pushed back so there was space for everyone to gather around who wanted to participate.

To play: Diagram 1 Make a new top level post of your character spinning the bottle. It need be no more complicated than "<Character name> spins the bottle." but feel free to go as complicated as you would like! Each character who is participating gets a maximum of 2 spins and we would prefer that you space your two out.

Please title your post at least "<Character name>" to make readability easier later.

A mod will then use a random number generator to determine which of the participating characters your spin lands on and reply to your post with the result of your spin. If the spin lands on your character, you will receive a direct skype message from said mod to inform you of this, with a link directly to the post.

The character who spun should then make a post of their character kissing the recipient in whatever fashion is most in character for them.

The character who was kissed should then respond.

The reactions can continue for up to three posts each (diagram 2)!

If you wish to continue beyond that please take it to the main party thread or create a new thread!

Participant list based on the survey, meaning your spin could produce any of these results: John, Jade, Rose, Dave, Jane, Jake, Dirk, Aradia, Tavros, Sollux, Karkat, Nepeta, Kanaya, Terezi, Vriska, Eridan, or Feferi!


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[personal profile] lunaquatic
TW: violence, blood, sexual harassment and assault

Ever since she had moved the Striders (forcibly) to their new apartment, she had been looking for an opportunity to throw them a proper housewarming since her attempt to provide them with cake and excitement hadn't quite hit the mark.

Now, after nearly a month, Friday the 13th seemed by FAR the most auspicious day to get her dreams of a celebratory party underway at last.

Invitations had been sent out to everyone Feferi had met who knew about powers, either from SMURG or through serendipity. Bribes, threats, and coercion had been employed to best effect to insure attendance. Catering had been ordered, decorators hired, and the Striders gotten out of the way for the morning to give the professionals time to set up.

Enough food to feed a small army (or pantheon) lay spread across the kitchen counters and dining room table. Extra seating had been strewn about inside and out on the terrace. The invite had promised food, fun, and a hot tub if people were so inclined. The time for the start of the party was 3 pm.

Feferi, resplendent in a short sequin-covered pink dress was ready. Streamers and balloons in red and orange decorated every surface and people should be arriving soon, with valets downstairs to tend to the cars and a red carpet to direct the guests to the elevator, where they would be directed to the 14th floor (as long as they were on the guest list complete with photos.)

((MOD NOTE: For spin the bottle, go HERE. This thread is for general mingling and reactions. Feel free to make top comments as needed!))
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 After a long night of emotional ups and downs, Jake and Jane found themselves all wrapped up in the blankets of her sizable bed, and in each others' arms. It had been a night for the books, that much was certain. First a date, and then a visit to her childhood home where she made some rather disturbing discoveries about her mother's true nature. After a long night of expressing feelings through both words and... Various physical affections... The two decided to make their relationship official, and weather the oncoming chaos together as a cohesive unit in both crime fighting and cuteness. Jane was still conked out as Jake texted Sollux, a little bit of drool splotching the shirt he'd borrowed as she rested upon his chest. It had been a long night, and Jane was far from a morning person as it was. 

It wasn't until he crossed his arms in a huff that Jane was jostled enough to be woken up, and she grumbled as she stirred, sitting up a bit. She rubbed her eyes groggily and wiped the drool from her lips, giving a little yawn. "Mmnn... Mornin' J..." she mumbled, adjusting the strap of her nightgown so that it rested better on her shoulder. Boyfriend or no boyfriend, she needed to be decent in his presence! "What's the sour face for, hmmm? Not enough that you find yourself graced with the presence of a beautiful woman so early?" She teased, laying back down to curl against him with another yawn. 

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[personal profile] hoperidesagain
Well, Jake had leaned heavily on Sollux for the things he pulled on Janey. Now it was time for the check in that he honestly wasn't looking that forward to. Breaking a fella's nose didn't really make you want to interact with them again in his experience. BUT! Feferi was obviously a friend to Dirk, and so he wouldn't be deterred. He would make amends with her, and hopefully get this back on the right track.

golgathasTerror [GT] began pestering cuttlefishCuller [CC]



GT: Hey feferi! Its jake!
GT: I
GT: Okay well first off im totally fine now!
GT: Jane patched me right up and then i got me a good nap.
GT: Some water and food and i was right as rain.
GT: So if you were worried about me no need to be now!
GT: I have been wondering about you though!! You okay?
GT: You seemed a little shook up by it and i mean who wouldnt be right? I had a blast sparring though.
GT: Like whoa you had the moves!! I couldnt even get a HOOK in!
GT: Get it. Like a fishing hook.



Great job there, Jape.
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[personal profile] hoperidesagain
While Jake's date went rather swimmingly regardless, he had not forgotten about the one who had interrupted a rather tender moment between he and Jane. No sir, the words sent to her had been downright creepy and slipping into the mean nature as well. Jake could not let that stand without a few words, no sir.

golgothasTerror [GT] began pestering twinArmageddons [TA]

GT: Hello!
GT: You probably dont remember me but the names jake! Jake english.
GT: I was at that little park meet up recently. Kinda broke a couple bones.
GT: Anyway im a dear sweet friend of one ms crocker so i just have to ask you something.
GT: WHAT IN THE BLUE BLAZES AND ALL THAT IS HOLY ON THIS EARTH WERE YOU SAYING TO HER?
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[personal profile] mustachioedmaiden

When we last left our heroes, Jane and Jake's date had been abruptly interrupted by a series of confusing texts from Sollux, requesting that Jane heal Tavros in exchange for his eternal servitude. Distressed by what this could possibly mean in concordance with her already-present suspicions regarding her mother's true nature, Jane resolved to venture to her childhood home, a place she had refused to revisit since finding her father's body there years before, in search of clues. Jake, seeing her obvious apprehension and distress, resolutely deigned to join her, and so they set off together, tension high. 

Jane had only taken the time to change clothes and grab some gear before hopping in her truck alongside Jake, her trusty fedora (a gift from her father) tilted smartly atop her wild curls. It was not far from her apartment to her old home, a 45 minute trek at most. When they pulled up front, the house towered above them, the truck almost seeming dwarfed where it rested in the winding, expansive driveway. They parked right outside of the elegant steps that led to the door, and Jane took a slow breath, gathering herself. ".... I have not been here in 7 years." she said, giving a small shake of her head in disbelief. "I... I didn't even get my things after he died. My room should be just as I left it when I moved into the Crocker U dorms freshman year..."

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