Yet again, a large, black machine sits in an alley. It has a keypad for both letters and numbers. There are some styrofoam cups right next to it for the use of any customers.
"Type anything, get a refreshment!"
That is what the poster on the side says.
A blackened figure on fire runs up to the machine and begins typing in the word fire as it shakes the machine rapidly.
"Fiiiiiiiiiirrrrrreee! Fiiiiiiiirrrrreee!"
(Homura walks into the alley and simply stares at Fire in shock before she sighs hangs her head down and just accepts the madness. Afterwards she walks over to the machine and types in "a drink that cleanses grief from a soul")
Hmm I just wonder if this thing will do what I hope... (She stares at with a curious and hopeful look on her face)
The machine hums a little, then dispenses a drink so black it's almost like staring into the abyss. It flows smoothly into the cup and, upon picking it up, Homura would notice that it's so light that it feels like there's nothing at all.
*Gamma walks into the alleyway, watching the firey figure go by. He catches sight of Homura and decides to wait for her to be finished before approaching the machine itself*
(She looks down at the drink before shrugging and deciding to down the cup in one quick gulp)
Geez I hope this stuff works.... (The girl looks at a ring on her left finger, the gem in the center currently slightly dark)
The liquid slides down as easily as it was dispensed. Homura feels as if a burden was lifted off her shoulders. All her initial worries and fears vanish... but she can't bring herself to be happy about this. She can't bring herself to feel anything, actually. After a moment, a few faint emotions begin to re-surface, as if they're waking from a coma. It'll take a while for her to get back to normal.
The liquid slides down as easily as it was dispensed. Homura feels as if a burden was lifted off her shoulders. All her initial worries and fears vanish... but she can't bring herself to be happy about this. She can't bring herself to feel anything, actually. After a moment, a few faint emotions begin to re-surface, as if they're waking from a coma. It'll take a while for her to get back to normal.
(The girl walks out of the alleyway with a blank look on her face, sparing Gamma only a glance and a nod at Gamma. Obviously not caring about his presence or for that matter anything)
Good day to you Gamma-san, I'm sure I'll be seeing you around at some point.
(Her voice comes out utterly flat before her outfit shifts in a blur and Homura leaps onto a rooftop running across it as her hair waves in the wind, vanishing into the city after a moment)
*Gamma waves at Homura as he watches her go*
Well, I guess that's a refreshing change of pace. *shrug* Not sure what that's about, but nice to see people getting over their hatred of me.
*Gamma walks over to the drink machine with a sigh*
Alright... Anything you want it says? Well....
*Gamma chuckles before typing in "acceptance". Clearly not expecting much*
*Gamma sighs, looking at the drink*
Is this supposed to be perfume or something? Oh well, I've drank strange liquids before.
*Gamma downs the drink in one go, before hearing a voice*
Wh... What is that? Who said that?
Uh... Th.... Thank you? I'm honestly not sure how to respond to that.... But that was a really nice thing to say Acceptance. Though, I guess that might kinda be your whole identity. *shrug* Oh well, the sentiment's nice anyways
Uh... I guess that was the effect. Not really much else to say. It was admittedly amusing.
Anyway, now that the narrator is back from dinner, the machine quiets down as it awaits any orders.
*ACCEPTENCE REENTERS*
I MAY NOT BE WITH YOU PHYSICALLY, BUT I WILL FOREVER BE WITH YOU. IN HERE.
*ACCEPTENCE POINTS TO GAMMA'S HEART EVEN THOUGH HE HAS NO FINGERS TO POINT WITH.*
The substance feels like an instant adrenaline rush. Gamma's senses become sharper as he runs at a speed that even he didn't think was possible. This enhanced state of mind instantly finds any nearby escape routes, even those only seen for a second.
*PK walks up to the drink machine and attempts to read it, only to realise he has no reading ability, however, he does know that there are buttons to press and starts to mash then
I have no idea what I'm doing!
*Flonne types into the machine "World peace" then thinks briefly for a second. She then backspaces and erases everything. Instead, deciding to type "Feathermen Red Series 12 Action Figure"*
The drink PK gets is... I... I honestly don't know how to describe it. The human mind cannot comprehend what is in the cup.
Flonne gets a cup of melted plastic, which is mostly red.
Aww... I forgot this was a DRINK machine!
*Flonne gets all pouty but continues to type things anyway. She types "Memz" and rushedly hits enter*
Wait! I may or may not have mispelled "memes". Eh, i'm sure this won't install some sort of malware on the drink machine.
You... basically just drank an eldritch abomination. Wow. Normally, that would drive someone to insanity, but PK's already out there. At the very least, he'll have something akin to a really wild drug trip.
Wow! I feel..... totally normal! I wonder what's with all these funny colors though!
*PK then wobbles around the place, bumping into walls and everything as he stumbles out of the place, acting very strange
{The wealthy looking man would happen upon the machine with a yawn, some bags appearing beneath his eyes.}
Keeping an eye out for baddies all night sure is exhausting...hey now? What's this?
{He'd approach the machine and read it carefully.}
Anything huh? Well how about....
{He punches in for "a cup of Joe".}
The machine buzzes and erases the water input from its memory, stopping the flow. It then starts humming with the new input. A somewhat red fluid is poured into a cup. From here, it smells strange and almost metallic.
Nearby, someone collapses on the street.
{The man raises a brow as he takes the cup.}
Uh...Jarvis, scan the contents of this cup for me.
"You'd rather I didn't sir."
It's what I think it is, isn't it.
"Afraid so sir."
{With an exasperated sigh, Tony tosses the cup into the nearest trash can and then proceeds to leave, quickly.}
I don't know why but the urge to scream "America" is ever present in my programming now....oh well, time to track down more Evil Energy!
(He runs off as a majestic fucking roboeagle descends from the sky to perch on his shoulder.)
AMERICAAAAAAAAA!!!
