text, @TARANTO, day 2 of the cave in

[heavyhitter]

[ it might take a while for this whole post to load on the bling comm, what with the awful reception going around, but it'll pop up eventually: ]

hey do you guys wanna hear the saddest story in the world? of course you do

so i was down here, you know, trapped and bored, and fucking around on my cell even though that's maybe not my best idea ever because there's sure as hell no solar recharge down here and what else am i gonna do for light, make a torch (hell no)
anyway point is i just noticed it's my fucking birthday today back home
so this is probably the shittiest birthday yet
i just wanted to make you guys all aware of how bad you should be feeling for me. as soon as i punch my way out of here i'll start accepting pity/condolence/regular birthday presents, so have them ready

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[video]

[strikingtwice]

[Video probably isn't the best idea either but it's habit to use that and besides she really wanted to see his eyes glowing like a cat's, right??]

People celebrate their birthdays here? I suppose if we could get more of those fruits we could celebrate later. Once we get out of this mess. If we get out.

[heavyhitter]

uh yeah do you not?? sad
but yeah gimme those booze fruits, load me right up, i'll definitely be wanting them

[strikingtwice]

I haven't really done anything like that since I gained my vallaslin and proved I was an adult. My... brother and I might swap gifts sometimes if we remembered and had something appropriate but we didn't really keep track of the day.

But I'd be happy to celebrate with you if we get out of here.

[whatshimadayou]

Happy Birthday. Now get out of the cave.

[heavyhitter]

wow thanks so much i'll get right on that

video; username: baaaan

[perma_banned]

Why's this a big deal? It's just a day, ain't it?

[heavyhitter]

uh no it's a fucking birthday, did i somehow find a way to stutter in text

...and heelies and longtempered | action --> video

[evantuality]

[This was all Evan’s fault probably.

If asked, the harried young man would tell a proper tale of woe about the travails of training two looming men in a dusty cavern in the fine art of singing Happy Birthday, but, well, the cause had seemed a just one. If not perhaps one he'd undertake again, given the chance.

They’ve booted up the jewelry and gotten on the network, and Evan frets with framing for long moments before he’s satisfied. He looks at the mismatched pair and clears his throat.]

Ready? I’m going to ping her. Remember, as soon as she picks up!

[Achilles nods his assent.]

Indeed I am ready.

[Shizuo nods as well, even if the faintly awkward air he’s had in the process of all this hasn’t actually worn off any yet. But you know, whatever. It’ll be like ripping off a bandaid or something...and it’s a nice cause, anyway.] Ah, same here. Whenever you’re good to go.

[And so begins this very special birthday message. They make a rather odd trio, with Evan flanked by the far taller men. None of them look especially at their best, dusty and dirty and unshaven: enjoy your man-meat with a prime layer of musk, Ramir.]



Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Ramir...
Happy birthday to you!

[Of the three, Achilles's deep voice carries the other two. But like any version of the song in question, it's not exactly polished.It is a shame that Achilles’ lyre, which sits still in his room in Oska so far away, cannot lend its cascading melodies to their performance - but it is always the thought that counts, right?]

[heavyhitter]

[ She picks up still on text, so mostly it just looks like there's a really long pause. That can probably be blamed on the broadcast interference. Eventually: ]

oh my god you guys

[ Another lengthy pause, and finally her video stutters to life. She's seated against a wall, phone in one hand (it's just been recording a video of their recording, how could she not), and that definitely looks like a tear she's wiping away. ]

Holy shit, you guys! I was just whining, I didn't mean I wanted -- [ but she got it anyway, which is kind of fantastic. She drops her hand, and her smile is huge and warm. ] I love you guys, you're so fucking cute.

(Text; UN: courtesy)

[stonebird]

You must simply postpone celebrating your Name Day. I am sorry you must spend it in such dire and dull circumstances.

[heavyhitter]

yeah you and me both are sorry
you call it name day over there? what if you didn't have a name yet when you were born, which one are you actually celebrating

audio. un: schbrodingers cat

[12inches]

[ Cue a comically deep inhale impending something that can't possibly be anything but cringeworthy. ]

Ha— Oh goddamnit, they beat me to it! They taught a living fossil the whole thing, how am I supposed to compete with that?

[ Not that it's a hard song to learn, but it's the principle of the thing... ]

voice

[heavyhitter]

Yeah, you definitely lost that race. But don't worry, you can get me something better when I bust outta here. [ there's probably some skeezy wink here, you can just hear it ]

text;

[boneafide]

OH!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RAMIR!! I DON'T HAVE ANY PRESENT FOR YOU YET BUT HERE'S A NOT-A-CAKE.

[heavyhitter]

wow thanks that's


a really unique present

un: hb

[hellshaped]

[Hellboy was trapped for all of three seconds, so there is going to be an awkward delay this whole conversation, enhanced by how he keeps pausing to toss some more rubble aside.]

What presents do you want? I can give you sand and more sand.

[heavyhitter]

how much sand is more sand

text.

[gutpunching]

[Focus, Ramir. They've since gotten separated, and it's a long and quiet trek through the tunnels, so.]

And not so much as a day off in months. You could try taking it up with HR.

[Since she's given up on boycotting missions entirely. Everyone needs a pet project, probably. Slightly more importantly—]

What's the date telling you?

[None of them would match up, given they've been snatched out of time and space and a few dozen different worlds and all. But, y'know. For statistics' sake.]

[heavyhitter]

don't think i fucking won't they'll hear all about this

august 8th. usually doesn't matter so i ignore it, but my birthday's basically a national holiday so i had to notice

video; un: deathweaver

[respired]

I will have to carve another gift for you.

[heavyhitter]

aww yeah you sure will
that knife was you right? it saved my ass in nalawi

text; un: hound

[ofobedience]

Lucky you.

[Though in all honesty he has only the vaguest notion of the significance of birthdays. He doesn't have one after all, not having been born per se. He doesn't even know how old he is and has never considered it to matter.]

[heavyhitter]

yeah i guess if that's what you wanna call it

text. un: G.SLQHV. can we pretend this isn't decades late

[twinpeak]

[ Honestly and truly, Dipper does feel bad for her. No one's allowed to have a terrible birthday ever. ]

Dude, seriously? When we get back to Oska, we'll have to throw you a super awesome party to make up for it.

i will pretend it's fresh as a daisy

[heavyhitter]

hell yeah we are, in the training room