haganenomore

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haganenomore

Ed's sitting sideways on a Nexus-couch, legs drawn up to her chest and arms wrapped around them. She'd been mulling over a question for a while, trying to put her thoughts into some sort of order so she'd actually be coherant instead of producing some sort of mixed up babble.

"Has the Nexus affected your relationships? And if so, how? I don't mean in terms of the ones developed in the Nexus so much as the ones you've already had," she clarifies, in case anyone has somehow misunderstood.

"And assuming you don't feel like dealing with the first question, ever have one of those moments when you realize that you could probably do something useful and feel stupid for not figuring it out sooner?"

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dantesspawn

A long unused portal finds itself in use once again, although this time it's a completely different individual discovering it. "What the fuck?"

The figure squints at the sign that's assaulting his eyes before scowling at the Nexus in general. "A question huh? Well, I've got one alright. Anyone seen any short blond brats running around?"

((Cross-posted to hell and back. Mun is going to bed. Will respond to tags after awakening. Back.))

haganenomore

Ed's sprawled on a Nexus Couch, taking up most of the space. "Got a question that would have worked better back when it was still actually winter. Well, in the parts of the Nexus that felt like doing the winter thing. That being, is it the Nexus that decides on the temperature, or people subconsciously agreeing on it? My heating bills for the winter and annoyance with having to be bundled up in some areas, resulting in me being rather over-dressed for others, is what's prompted the question."

He looks lost in thought for a few minutes. "How do you deal with homesickness when going back home for extended amounts of time isn't a very good idea? And what visits you do make apparently just makes it worse?" he finally asks quietly.

Meanwhile, apparently completely unrelated to him, there's a small table with name tags that say 'My name is ___________ and I like/don't like ___________________________.' There are also pens available with a sign saying 'Tired of having to introduce yourself to people? Or possibly even just want a break from being mistaken for an alt? Take one of these name tags!'

((Needless to say, the name tags are LOL'd. Once they're on, they stay on the pup for twenty-four hours or until the mun takes pity on them. They also announce some random minor embarrassing thing in the second blank, regardless of what's originally written there.))

dantespet

There is an Alphonse in the Nexus. You don't usually see one of those around. He's reading in one of the random loveseats scattered around the Nexus; taking up most of the space on said seating, much like his brother would. His backpack is on the floor by the chair.

After awhile, he finally looks up. "There's a question that's been bugging me for a bit. You know how we usually get taught that saying things to make ourselves look or sound good is something we shouldn't do when we're kids because it's supposed to be a bad thing to do, right? But later on in life, that's basically what we're supposed to do during job interviews and various other situations. Where's the logic in that?"

((Mun is going to bed. Comments will be responded to when it gets back online. Back.))

What's the best way to discipline an unruly lot of psychopaths? Or sociopaths, for that matter.

Also, does anyone here know of someone by the name of Macavity?



{OoC: LOL no one's posted for two weeks. XD;}