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[fiddlestick]

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[fiddlestick]

Um well she does look like Towa!

[THAT COUNTS FOR CUTE RIGHT???]

Do you need to beat a rhythm game to get her?

[motiv8]

Yeah, she's cute enough!

And no, not judging by that screenshot. You're pulling gacha rolls and hoping for a lucky charm, yeah?

[jurai]

Huh, I hadn't noticed before...





ANYWAY. YOU'RE BOTH RIGHT. We're gonna be pulling for Kotori, but Elliot, you're on rhythm duty getting all the in-game gems

Rean, you're my Lord Luck and doing my pulls for me

[fiddlestick]

One of those jobs sounds much easier than the other...

But alright. I'll do it.

[motiv8]

Yeah, yours. If I fail him, I'm never going to hear the end of it.

[fiddlestick]

Oh, gooood point.

How's your luck on these things Rean?

[motiv8]

Well, he and I were talking when he rolled Valentine's Day Kotori, so now I'm his lucky charm, apparently. We'll see how long that lasts...

[fiddlestick]

Welp. Talk about no pressure huh?

I'd offer to help, but my luck is very bad with this stuff.

[jurai]

Relax girls, I'm buying you food for this

And Rean, I can't believe you think of me as such a cruel master...

[fiddlestick]

"Master"...?

[UH]

[motiv8]

Crow, I don't know if you realize this, but we're both m









OH MY GOD CROW LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE YOU'RE GIVING ELLIOT VERY WRONG IDEAS

[jurai]

[OH MY GOD ELLIOT.

Crow types out as fast as he can]

IT'S NOT A SEX THING

[fiddlestick]

[Elliot is typing




for a long time]

Okay. For my own mind, I'll believe you.

So, you're buying us food?

[motiv8]

[Rean doesn't actually have anything to add, but you better believe he's hiding his face in shame on the other end of the line.]

[jurai]

[Don't give him that silent judgement, Elliot. Do YOU know who Eren vores with?

Didn't think so.]

Yeah, Mcdonald's maybe?

[fiddlestick]

[THERE IS NO VORING. Or saying "Master" because FREEDOM BABY. Freedom]

McDonald's works for me!

[motiv8]

Classy.


But yeah, I'm in

[jurai]

[EREN's BEEN VORING BEHIND YOUR BACK, ELLIOT!!!]

Their filet o' fish has nothing on my current experiment, but shut up


See you there in 20 minutes, soldiers

[fiddlestick]

[STOP SLEEPING WITH HIS MAN CROW. YOU GOT YOUR OWN.]

Haha, it's fine Crow. We know you're on a budget.

[Which is nice for broke]

Seeya soon!

[And he's on his way!]

[motiv8]

Did I ever deny that?

See you guys soon.

[That's the last message they'll get from Rean before he arrives at the Designated Hangout Mickey D's roughly 15 minutes later.]

[jurai]

[And that's where they'll find Crow!

He's already got the booth picked out, phone in his hand and a notebook with statistics written down in his dumb neat-but-messy scrawl he calls handwriting.

In case you ever thought he didn't take waifus seriously.

But his eyes cast up when he hears the bell of the door ring, looking up to see if it was one of his boys.]

[fiddlestick]

[Lucky for Crow, that sure is Elliot walking through the door. He waves and then heads over to the booth]

Hey Crow!

Oh wow- is that statistics?

[motiv8]

[Rean comes wandering in not long after. He was in no rush to walk into his impending doom, after all, but here he is.]

Hey, guys. Sorry I'm a little late—

Crow. What is that?

[He means the notebook.]

[jurai]

[Crow waves down both of them, blinking owlishly as he's asked that question.]

Just some notes.

["Just some notes". The man has fuckin' percentages of pull rates after the rate up and actually did math equations of the total gems earned = how many pulls if he makes sure to save up for the 10 pulls.

There's also the other pulls to account for, their percentages, as well as his own gem stock he's been hoarding. Which, for a compulsive gambler, is a pretty hefty sum. Especially since he's gone F2P since February.

Crow, why aren't you this diligent in your gen eds...]

C'mon, we're burning twilight.

[He gets a 20 out of his wallet and hands it to them.]

Go on, get whatever you want.

[fiddlestick]

[Elliot was never one for the gacha life. Honestly most phone games tended to bore him after a week. Why play games when you could play music? So all this? Looks like extremely complicated witchcraft. He had no idea these games took THIS much thought]

Wow he is...really serious about this.

[He even handed over a $20!! Broke lil Crow giving them a whole twenty dollars! He looks over at Rean in almost amazement. Is this...is this normal of your boyfriend? Give him a sign]

Uh, okay. What do you want Rean?

[Or your order. whatever]