souvlaki week one

[al2955]

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[monsieurchatastrophe]

[here comes the meowstermind! perched weirdly on a chair like a cat, letting this body's natural instincts take over. his weird leather tail is... moving. like a cat's. because it's magic. he raises an eyebrow when he sees who are the people his fellow delicious brochettes slouvakis have taken over]

Well, this is purromising.

[... please don't kill your leader]

[parodeity]

Oh fuck no, why you gotta play up the worst personality traits each time?

[ whatever. this body can flashstep, and while adrien's tagalong seems to be having a blast messing around, dave's will just. sit his ass down in one of the swivel chairs, spinning in it. ]

Call me a meownion one time and I'm goin' back to bed.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Come on, I can think of something better than that. [but he ... drops it] I'm just testing the waters. Dipping my paws in.

[flexes his claws with a laugh]

Besides, aren't we friends? Dave.

[parodeity]

Sure we are, Adrien. Best bros, never better.

[ he probably wouldn't leave if he got called a meownion, anyway. he'll wait for dismissal. ]

Oh hey, looks like the gang's all here.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

And what an interesting gang it is. I wonder how this'll paw-n out for us?

[beat as he shakes his head]

No, that one's bad.

[brooches]

Is that a joke?

[ IT'S NOT FUNNY. She's actually a little taken aback. She's tense, her eyes less doe-like and more determined. ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

I think it's called a pun? He likes it.

[obviously speaking... of himself...]

I'm just getting into character! I'll keep it on the down-low from now on. Cat's honor.

[well he immediately broke that promise]

[brooches]

[ Right. Makes sense. ]

Try not to rake our nerves in the mean time. I don't need this girl any more emotional than she already is.

[jackhole]

[ arrives to puns apparently

so the parasite that lives in rhys' head that we're not going to call jack is here and ready to murder! except then there's a bunch of kids here. ]

... Are you kidding me?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[sighs]

Always going for the obvious, huh?

[come on everybody already expects rhys to murder!!!]

[jackhole]

Oh, please. There are much more obvious people on this ship -- this guy is somewhere in the middle. It's good to have some nuance.

[ shut up!! stop shaming not-jack-parasite for picking rhys ]

[parodeity]

You picked the crying vomiting dude?

[ really?????? ]

At least he's also a mass-murdering cyborg, I guess.

[brooches]

He still smells like coffee.

[ She says unapologetically.

#sorry. ]

[jackhole]

And what are you going to do with a time traveler? Seriously, give me one good answer. Might as well pick the weird one.

[ HE'S WAITING. ]

[brooches]

Ah - are you okay?

[ Her voice trembles, as if trying to mock the sweetness that Elizabeth was becoming known for. ]

L-Let me help you up! I'm so sorry!

[ Smirk. Super wicked smirk. ]

Not bad, they won't suspect you to be capable of anything.

[jackhole]

Don't do that.

[ because ew come on. ]

... But finally, someone who gets it. [ the meowstermind and his meownion are unfun ] The potential here is really great.

[al2955]

[Once everyone has gathered and had enough time to reacquaint themselves, they'll each feel a telepathic presence unfold in their heads, loving and deadly and as old as the stars. The Queen would like to speak with you all.]

Hail and well met, Our children. It is most good to see thee awakened once more. We have little time to speak with thee, save to impart the most crucial of information. We have successfully interfaced with the game this ship is running and changed its rules to allow thee an easy capture.

[All at once, every Souvlaki will be imprinted with the knowledge of their rules. This will not show up on their datapads; rather, they will be able to recollect it with perfect memory whenever they need to.]

Two successful hunts and escapes will be all that is needed for thy victory. 'Tis all the blessing We can leave to thee, but We trust it will be enough. Keep to the shadows and bring to Us our prize undetected, dear children.

[There's a pause, and then the telepathic alien equivalent of a hand pinching Adrien's cheeks.]

And do watch out for Our general. 'Tis his first time leading such a grand mission, and he dost get most temperamental when not properly cared for.

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[monsieurchatastrophe]

[is it possible to be at once elated and embarrassed? Of course their Mother Queen touching him is a gift, and preferential treatment is great, but. geez don't point it out so casually!! /pouts pouts pouts

his host's mom issues have nothing on adralien's tbh]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[ANYWAY]

[he's doing the telepathic equivalent of bowing even as he says aloud for the benefit of the others:]

We won't disappoint our collective, my Queen. Your blessings won't be in vain, I swear on it.

[jackhole]

[ lmfao guess who just snorted at their meowstermind's expense ]

You got it, my leash. [ uh. ] Liege.

[ these cat puns are getting to him. ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[JUST BECAUSE ALIENMOM LIKES ME BEST :/ ur just jealous!!!!]

[jackhole]

[ more like incredibly disappointed in you already ]

[al2955]

[a telepathic feeling of general disappointment!!]

[parodeity]

You got it, Ma.

[ lmao adrien got cheek pinched ]

[brooches]

[ LET THEIR MEOWSTERMIND LIVE. ]

Understood. Our success will be all thanks to our leader.

[ aka #1 kiss ass ]