32nd Invasion

[moemoetentacles]

[Action; 462 Stone Street and surrounding area]

[Well, Squid Girl's all alone again in an empty house.  Caster is gone, just like so many housemates before him.  And to make matters worse, Taiwan has left her too.  It's a pretty solid blow to this little squid's ability to cope with the horrible things in Mayfield, so she's going to deal with it in the best and most productive way she knows how - by throwing a tantrum and making a lot of noise.  Thankfully, she's just opened a new regain that should help with that quite a bit.  Anyone in the general vicinity of 462 Stone Street - or anywhere on the street, really - will hear a five hour long drum solo being loudly and angrily played by Squid Girl throughout most of the afternoon.  She's actually really good, but eventually the sound of drums echoing through the air for that long should grate on even the most patient person's nerves.  But Squid Girl's upset and vulnerable and feeling exceedingly unreasonable right now, so other people are honestly pretty low on her list of priorities.  The door's unlocked, the windows are open, and the phone's available for angry calls, though, so anyone who's reaching their limit can feel free to barge in or yell at her to stop.]

Comments

[headfullofempty]

[Just. In your house now. Applauding.]

That was great!

[moemoetentacles]

Yeah, I am pretty awesome.

[headfullofempty]

Real stylin'

Y'know me and the crew used to play shows in a jazz club.

[moemoetentacles]

I just played sometimes at a beachside cafe. Actually, this drum set isn't even mine, now that I think about it.

[headfullofempty]

Hey, it's yours now! I don't see no one else here.

[moemoetentacles]

Yeah, there's never anyone else here. So now this house is mine!

[headfullofempty]

Oh yeah? What are you gonna do with those drones then?

[moemoetentacles]

I dunno. Lock 'em in the basement or something, maybe.

[headfullofempty]

Best thing is just to ignore 'em. They don't really do much.

I got one in my house. He's kinda just... there. If they give you trouble though, then you gotta let 'em have it. Show 'em who's boss.

[moemoetentacles]

Yeah? How?

[headfullofempty]

Tie 'em up. Give 'em a good solid drubbing. If that don't work, you could always switch their hats around.


Or just bring out the explosives.

[moemoetentacles]

Well, I don't know what drubbing means, and none of them wear hats...

[headfullofempty]

Well that's just silly. Hats are important. What kinda decent person don't own a good hat?

[Adjusts precious back up hat.]

[moemoetentacles]

I do now! This awesome gangster guy gave me one!

[headfullofempty]

Oh yeah? You part of a crew? Lemme see.

[moemoetentacles]

[Congratulations, Deuce, you're the first one who got her to stop playing. Squid Girl runs off and brings back the hat Spades Slick gave her during the Valentine's event.]

Check it out!

[She puts it on, tilting it at a roguish angle.]

[headfullofempty]

Hmm... good hat. Looks like somethin' the boss would pick out.

[moemoetentacles]

Is your boss named Slick?

[headfullofempty]

......

......................


[wait for it.]

Yeah! Hey, does that mean you're in the Midnight Crew?

[moemoetentacles]

Yeah! That's definitely what he called it! And I get to be Spades Junior!

[headfullofempty]

That's great! That means we're on the same side.

Hey, he teach you the ropes yet?

[moemoetentacles]

He gave me a hat, a suit, and a BB gun, and was going to teach me how to ice some chumps with it.

[headfullofempty]

Aw, that's easy.

... But I guess it might get a liiitle challengin' with a BB gun.

[Well, his course is clear.]

I could show you a few things though. Go get your suit.

[moemoetentacles]

All right! Hold on!

[She's gonna go get suited up.]

[headfullofempty]

Lookin' pretty sharp. Okay Kid, let's hit the town!

[It's always a good idea to follow strangers to parts unknown, right Squidgirl?]