video ; @thundaga

[astraphilia]

[ 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. ]

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UN:DStorm, text

[bardstorming]

Unfortunately, I do not have a picture of myself at my best

[aka the outfit from that pageant, and secretly he feels relieved because it's embarrassing and exciting at the same time and he can't decide]

But my best friend Fearne is a true beauty


On a different topic- why do you want to make mediocre coffee? I suppose if you don't drink it but...

text ; @thundaga

[astraphilia]

you're absolutely right about Fearne

you should show yourself off too ;) you don't need to be at your best, I'm sure you're plenty pretty

[ how does he know that? #vibes. ]

it's not that I want to make mediocre coffee, it's that I want to put in the bare minimum amount of effort and still be able to make it in life!

[bardstorming]

Well
if you insist

[And so he shares the best picture of himself that he can find. Or maybe even two. Also, he's going to defend good coffee!]

Well I am sure there are other ways without ruining a good cup of coffee

[astraphilia]

oh shit! I knew I'd be right but I was RIGHT

[ if this is the guy at less than his best, Reno's almost afraid to find out what he looks like in peak form, sheesh. ]

happy to take suggestions then, O Coffee Purist ;)

[bardstorming]

[He is very blushed and flushed on the other side, grateful for this 'phone' thing. Such compliments!]

Well! I suppose sword practice kept me in form :) Thank you!

Hmmmm

I heard once there was a job called "bed tester"
You're supposed to sleep on beds to test them for night's sleep

[But now he's doubting himself and wondering if that's one of Dariax's crazy stories]

[astraphilia]

oh, it's definitely my pleasure

[ too bad his flirtatious grin isn't visible through the screen. incorrigible really... ]

damn... that's even better than making coffee. maybe I should do that instead

just for you, since apparently the idea of me out there somewhere in the universe making shitty coffee hurts your soul ;)

[bardstorming]

Perhaps you should! I did hear it's a very niche job so spots might already be taken

[Chat about anything that will cool down his burning cheeks-]

Well-! I am sure you could make incredible coffee if you wished so :) I am not hurt by it! I just want you to enjoy good things

VIDEO ♡ username: fearnie

[fauned]

Woah hey, no fair! You're not going to play? Mister rockstar bard, famed across Exandria and beyond?? Master of stringed and wind instrument alike? Curator of songs that will echo through time?

( hypebeast is the other kind of creature she can turn into in wildshape this is canon. )

You know you're plenty pretty, Dorian! Show off a little!

[bardstorming]

[omg why-]

Now, now Fearne, I think you are a bit overdoing it there. I'm not famous across Exandria! [...yet?] Buuut I will admit I can play both of those instruments, yes.

I did! Besides, you already know how I look. [Shy wave of hand at the screen, you know how he is.]

[fauned]

Well, obviously I have to show you off a little.

( she's pretty damn proud of her friend, ok. each and every time, she'll demand he be paid the proper tribute in attention. )

Have you thought about performing more regularly here? Let Dorian Storm be a household name?

[bardstorming]

Thank you, Fearne. It is most appreciated.

[And he means it.

There is a pause at the mention of making a 'household' name, and he clears his throat.]

I don't know about the whole household thing, but! I'm not against performing.