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( the camera is pointing at the right thing this time, at least. everyone please clap at the crossing of the easiest hurdle in the world.

on the screen is the faun herself, of course, and her little garden of questionable blooms in her hair. she's at the dreary new lake, seated at its edge, and the splashing off camera means either someone's drowning or she's kicking at the water. knowing her, it could very well be both. )

So! ( a clap of her hands, one that fits the rest of her and the other clawed and steeped black, smile bright and easy. ) I've been thinking... what is it that everyone does for fun? Because even when there's not that many of us compared to most other places I've been, there are also those with faaaaar less people and they still manage to pass the time somehow!

( granted, they're like farmers and stuff with JOBS to do but, whatever. )

Tell me about games you enjoy and used to play back wherever you're from? Maybe we can play a few! Or maybe just things you wish were here? Not-game things you like doing? Hobbies?

As for me, I miss taverns. The live music and the fights or competitiveness over silly things and the people just gathered around gossiping... I also miss traveling and seeing all sorts of little guys.

( ... )

......... I'll also take gossip if nothing else! Oh, and also, if you know anything about building houses. Please let me know!

[ hello and welcome to Boredom Hours, sponsored by one too many midafternoon beers and a perpetual inability to not immediately make his ennui everyone else's problem. today's host is... Reno!

when the video starts, it's to a shockingly decently framed shot of Reno doing the hooligan squat on the front stoop of his apartment building. he's got a lit cigarette hanging from his mouth, and once he's sure that the video is rolling he takes a long drag of it before he speaks. ]

Sup. I'm Reno. Some of ya may know me from my colorful past as "guy who got yanked into pool by tentacle monster."

[ probably nobody knows him that way but it's fine. we are not concerned with strict veracity here. Reno blows a neat smoke ring and grins the kind of grin that means he knows he's being a pain in the ass. ]

I was thinkin', y'know, there's only so many of us. Probably ain't a bad idea to get to know each other, right? [ he gestures with his cigarette as he speaks as if to underscore his words. ] We need some conversation starters. Some icebreakers, y'know? Everybody's favorite highlight from their corporate bonding retreats.

So! [ he holds up a hand to count on.

one finger. ] Two truths and a lie. Post 'em, let other people guess. I'll leave mine too. Shoutout to the blond girlie who had that party a couple months back for this one.

[ two fingers. ] Hot or not. Or smash or pass, whatever you wanna call it. Post yourself and let people vote, if you're brave. Or post your friends if you want to fuck around. You can all see my face right now so count that as my submission.

[ three fingers. ] Creativity exercise, open prompt. You can go anywhere, be anybody, do anything you want. The world ain't ending and there's no war or whatever the hell going on. Who are you and what are you doing? [ brief smoke break, and then Reno stubs the butt out on the cement, exhaling as he says, ] Me, I wanna make mediocre coffee for minimum wage and not worry about shit except makin' rent.

[ and lastly, four fingers. ] "Reno, this is fuckin' stupid and I don't want to do it." Okay, nobody's got a gun to your head. We ain't even got guns here. Do what you want.

[ his four fingers curl in so he can offer a cheerful, if a bit manic, thumbs-up before he reaches out to turn off the video.

just before he touches the button, though, he pauses as if something just occurred to him— ] Oh, shit—also, drop map pins for your favorite restaurant in this place. I'm in the market for new eats, bonus points if it's spicy.

[ okay, now he's gone. ]