For the drabble prompts: Flametail and Kirara. "Unexpected friendship"
It had taken a lot of prodding of the Rhodes Interior Manager to allow Kirara to set up her little vintage arcade room.
Video games were not exactly the biggest past time among the mostly Ursus, Kazdelian and Yan operators employed at Rhodes, and those from Victoria and Leithania mostly stuck to their own brand of Agima and Itara home computers, which left Kirara's little collection of old arcade cabinets still collecting dust after they were finally set up.
Every week she came in to do some general maintenance on the decade old CRTs, lubricating the sticks and buttons, replacing springs if necessary. She kept them working for a crowd of one, but it was solid work, and validating effort.
And then one day she came in hearing voices, and the clicking of buttons.
"...See what's so special?"
"It's just... the pizza shop where I used to live had this same game!"
"You had a pizza shop in your district?"
"Yeah, he always sold cheap slices to me and the other kids, and- oh, are you the owner here?!"
The two Zalaks camped at one of her space shooter cabinets spotted her and waved, with the red haired one quickly looking back to the screen.
"Everything was on freeplay, so, I just assumed it was open to everyone... I'm Sona, and this is Ashley!"
Kirara nodded, smiled, and put her tool bag down at the door before walking up behind the two, with Ashlock moving to the side so she could get a view of the play area.
"Oh, you're doing quite well!"
Flametail grinned. "I wanna beat the highscore here!"
Kirara chuckled. "I... would love to see that."
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(announcer voice) AND HERE COMES CECIL NIGHTVALE WITH THE STEEL CHAIR
[ID: a coloured sketch of Cecil Gershwin Palmer, in monochrome Night Vale Purple. Cecil is in front of a microphone displaying an ‘on air’ light, looking off to the side and taking off his headphones, an exclamation mark over his head.
text bubbles around him read;
“Be sure to wish these sexymen luck as they compete to the- oh? One moment, listeners… Well! It seems that I have also been conscripted into this sexyman tournament! I think this would be a good time to go to the weather…” end ID.]
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a friend of a friend proposed the whole "my crush is so oblivious even my wingman can't help me" trope with these guys and i was like, hell yes, a charismatic ladykiller being 100% clueless about a gay guy flirting with him is like my absolute bread and butter
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No offense intended, but why should he go anywhere with anyone?
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Drew this lineless doodle collage for a trade with the delightful Halflizard on ToyHouse!! Starring it's character, VR (she/her)!
REALLY happy with how this turned out. :]
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