this trial wasnt nearly bad enough for sad song lyrics

[oh_worm]

[ A while after... All That, Beth puts together a. Party? Like objectively, this is a party.There's no music, which is a bummer, and no real decorations, but this is a fair shot at a party. In the Lobby, so there's no real getting around it, but if people want to just go back to their rooms she's not gonna judge them.

Audrey is contributing some ART, Penny contributed a veggie tray, there are some hot dogs and corn dogs run over from the Hot Dog Place, and beyond that there's... salad. So much salad. An unreasonable amount of butter lettuce salad with different dressings. Nothing (personally) fried, and nothing that requires anyone to spend too much time in the kitchen. Because like... screw that?

Anyway, welcome to the first afterparty. Aren't you glad you didn't leave it in the hands of a total shitpost? ]

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[in4apounding]

[So. Penny's here? That's about all that can be really be said. She's pretty subdued, just kind of. Floating around the bios, mostly Zhu Li and Wabuu's.]

[And sometimes kind of glancing over at the veggie tray, she worked hard on that. There's definitely some vegetables on there that aren't typically for snacking, and the baby carrots have been quartered along their length for some reason? But at least no onions, that seemed in poor taste.]

[carbonairhead]

Did you make these? [ Here's Fizzy, sitting legs underneath her on the floor eating some of the veggies, on a plate. Less enthusiastic than usual, but not a bit less sweet. ] They're really nice, Penny, thank you.

[manecharacter]

[Okay, so. Penny has been nothing but..decent to Bojack, so he feels obligated to approach her.]

So, that was all violent and disgusting. [Good start. He picks up a weirdly tiny carrot piece.] How are you holding up?

[oh_worm]

[ Beth is definitely around! She's eating... a lot of salad. Like a lot. If you run into her early on, she'll wave and approach. ]

Hey. Doing okay?

[ Later on, though, like... after the Party portion of the evening is after, she's by the bios just munching straight up on a head of lettuce and reading them over. Once in a while she presses the button on one, particularly her own. ]

[manecharacter]

Uhm, yep. Other than the massive hangover- also I'm hungry and the food sucks. And everything sucks.

Did that really happen? I'm asking because I blacked out for most of it.

[in4apounding]

I guess? [hic] Okay enough, anyway. Functional.

[She's not eating, which is unusual neither for the situation or for her in general.]

...I'm not sure what justice is supposed to look like, but that probably wasn't it.

[essentiallyinvisible]

...I miss her. [The Little Girl is keeping Zhu Li's notebook close.]

[codeofhero]

Hmm.

[He growls instead of giving a proper reply.]

...I will be better once we are free of this place.

[dothebackslide]

[Dan's lighting a corn dog on fire in the corner and trying to smoke that. Literally doing nothing else, determined to ignore the rest of the party.

So that's his life.]

[manecharacter]

I feel like you could be a lot more obnoxious and now I'm wondering if I should ask if you're okay.

[in4apounding]

I don't think those are smokable, Mister Backslide.

[Okay is this actual weird behavior or just Dan Backslide being Dan Backslide, is the question.]

[standsforrevenge]

.........Is it working.

[udderly]

[Otis is here and eating salad for a while before he disappears into the kitchen.

He's got a weird contraption that seems to involve a balloon taped onto a bottle? Honestly, he'd build a moonshine still if he had the parts but this is gonna have to do. We all need to get wasted.]

[manecharacter]

Do you want to talk about it?

Because I don't. I really don't. But I feel like I should ask.

[in4apounding]

Are you- ...is that. Some kind of science project?

[Is this really the time.]

I mean- sorry, I was going to ask how you were.

[carbonairhead]

[ It seems Fizzy's going to ask him the usual question of if he's alright but. Well, she blinks for a few moments. ]

What's that, Otis?

[codeofhero]

[That. Happened.

Dinobot gives the "party" one glance and walks away from it. He gives the bios a run through, inspecting each in turn. He gives his own more than a passing glance. He's not pressing the buttons though.

Later on when it may seem that he's retreated to his room for the night, Dinobot emerges once more, marching to the center of the lobby. He'll clear his throat- Oh Primus he's attempting a speech.]

Now that we have witnessed the consequences of murder, and the brutal methods our captors will go through to create them, I am certain that most of us should be in agreement that it should not happen again. It is my suggestion now that we all... work together for the sake of escaping this accursed mountain with our lives intact.

[Continuing to attempt... Maximal diplomacy...]

And for this operation, I shall take the position of leader of this group.

[so there]

[thegreateggscape]

[Well, she did agree that they all needed to work together, but...]

Should’nt we vote for that?

[manecharacter]

Sounds exactly like what a potential murderer would say.

[in4apounding]

...I'm not saying you'd be a bad leader, but isn't that kind of position usually earned, not just. Taken?

[loneleye]

...Okay. Sure. That works for me.

[he's a robot samurai why SHOULDN'T he be leader]

[carbonairhead]

[ Fizzy is definitely...downtrodden after all that. But really, she doesn't think for a moment about being alone, because that's not how she operates. So the party is a great excuse to be around people. She trots around, eating some veggies and...a corn dog, strangely enough. Ever seen a unicorn eating a corn dog? Well, now you have.

She's not really doing anything, seeming to get distracted easily as usual, but she does kind of hang around the profiles for a little while. ]

[captain_cronch]

[Centipeedle sees the lone pony hanging around the profiles, thinking how nearly everyone almost thought she killed that human. Centi wasn't trusting of everyone, but the little technicolor noodle? No way.

She comes in, giving a questioning noise. Just in case the little Otis-Bojackian wants to be alone.]

[treefetish]

[Audrey took the marker. of course she took the marker. it's literally the best art supply she's found this whole time, and if they're going to force her to condemn other living beings to die with it, she's damn well going to find something nice to do with it.

she kneels in front of the portraits, sizing up the blank spaces around them intently before she begins. she sketches, in thin, faded lines, a ghostly bespectacled figure, caught partway through turning a page in a large book. she seems pleased with it.

and then she pauses, awkwardly, because what the fuck was wabuu.]

[oh_worm]

[ Beth figures she should like. Check on the other people involved in the party process, sooooo... ]

Looks good.

[studentbody]

Wow, a salad bar. This is, like, super trendy. Naomi Campbell lives on salad.

[Cleo is here, gingerly placing three (3) salad leaves on a plate along with one (1) cherry tomato.]

So that was weird, huh? Like that whole...fire thing? Gross, right?

[fiftyyearspast]

[Was. Was he even there during the trial? Who knows.

Jack's scarfing down the salad like some hungry wolf for about twenty whole minutes. He's just not paying any attention until he's stared at, in which case he'll slow down and have some gall to look a little bit ashamed.]

Sorry. Uh, my condolences, Zhu Li seems like a really nice person.

[what a guy, huh]

[essentiallyinvisible]

She was. I taught her how to use a treadmill... [For some reason that seems most relevant right now.]