gameofmana | [log] Walk in harmony

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[log] Walk in harmony

Who: Zenyatta and others
What: Talking about ways to keep Home in harmony and talk about what's going on in a more group-like format. Related to Zenyatta's billboard post earlier
Where: Home's sitting area on the first floor
When: Backdated to Day 4, sunset
Other: Party style log. Zenyatta will have his own top if you want to interact with him specifically

By now, Zenyatta hopes that anyone who is interested in talking about the situation and how to keep Home in harmony has seen the notes he left on the bulletin board. Sunset comes, so he removes the old notes and piles them neatly on the table. (Just in case one of the people he conversed with wants to keep the note.) Zenyatta does leave his message of "Hello world. ( ´ ▽ ` )" up. He likes it there.

There are many questions and different experiences among them. A chance to talk with one another will help make their stay easier. This situation is strange, but it need not be an unpleasant one.

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[ Zenyatta sits cross legged in a chair, the closest he has been to floating since he arrived here. Even if someone does not have something to say about said topics, Zenyatta is very open to listening and answering what questions he can. He may ask questions back. Still a teacher, even here. ]

Greetings. How are you?

[ Yes, the metal man can talk. He is not a statue. ]

[Ugh, a bunch of talking. What's the big deal? Is it really gonna be so hard for everypony to just get along? Sheesh.]

[Looking a little sour about the whole process, Rainbow has taken a seat -- in midair, with her wings beating steadily to hold her in place. She's mostly watching from her superior vantage point, more curious about all the humans and things who are here than the actual discussion. Which means she's liable to drift closer to interesting-looking people (which is most of them, let's be real) with undisguised curiosity.]

[They had decided to tag-team this meeting--while Sara hadn't responded to Zenyatta's note, the idea was a sound one, and so she wouldn't miss this meeting for the world.

She looks up at her much-taller better half, pondering.]

You might want to find a seat.

[This way he's less imposing, and she can lean against the arm of the chair and take her ease, too. This might take a while to hash out.]

[Hisame is by himself when he comes to the meeting room. He had left Tatara and Mao behind in the room they had woken up when they had decided to take a nap. It doesn't take him long for him to find an empty seat to sit in and he can't help but look around briefly. He had only talked to a few people since waking up in this place so there were a lot of people he had yet to engage in actual conversation with.]

Edited 2016-08-11 21:36 (UTC)

[This certainly is a colorful cast of denizens. Mettaton doesn't hide his curiousity and wonderment as he glances at the other housemates. And while normally he'd be chatting up a storm, posing, showing off his legs, and other narcissistic behavioral traits, the fact that this situation is such an unfamiliar one to him, the robot has mostly kept to himself.

So he simply sits near Zenyatta, shapely legs crossed, and his gloved hands folded over his lap, waiting for someone else to start the conversation.]

[Though Sam hadn't felt the need to respond to the bulletin board with anything additional after everyone else had left notes, he'd read over them all and approved of the ideas. He's spoken to a few people and looked through the books in the study multiple times over the last few days, but other than that he seems to have kept mostly to himself so far.

The first twenty-four hours he was here he'd spent focused on finding answers and trying to come up with some sort of plan. His thoughts about what had happened to him before he'd woken up here and what that could mean took over soon after that though, and he's been drowning in his own head since.

He looks pretty deep in thought even now, standing in the first floor sitting area with his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans, leaning against the wall. He's staring at the floor, brows knitted.]

[Kuroo's thoughts have been quite active, even if his behavior so far since arriving here has been nothing but relatively casual - if thorough - investigating of their new surroundings. So when he shows up at the meeting today - with as many volleyball players in tow as he can convince or actively drag with him - he's got a purpose.

He sits down with his legs under him, surveying the crowd.]

...so. Given that we're stuck here, and that this place hasn't really provided us with basics like food, and we don't have any way of bringing in more money than we woke up with here...it might be best for us to pool what resources we've got for basic supplies, at least until we find some way of bringing in cash. I don't know about the robots, but all of us fleshy people - and animals - have to eat. And it'd be easier to organize feeding everyone, and buying food for everyone, if we had a house fund and bought for the group, instead of everyone having to buy for themselves.

We might also want to assign people to cooking duty. Rotational. I doubt everyone here actually knows how to cook. People who can't cook can pitch in around the place in other ways.

What do the rest of you think?

[Talk of food and money is all well and good, but there's something he wants to put out there as well.]

How and what are we going to define as "public property", as it were? If someone were to steal something like- [shit is kurokawa here, what else can he say] -food that's been meant for dinner, for example, it'd be a nuisance for everyone. That counts for things like tools as well, or medical supplies.

_{[Maurice is honestly more of a listener than a talker. He's found himself a spot as far away from the entrance as he can in attempts to take up less space. The centaur sits awkwardly on his haunches, arms folded, and ears turning toward every sound.]}

[ Unsure if it the meeting was supposed to be run like a Socratic seminar, where everyone had free reign, I-Pin observed the group for a bit. Listening to the others suggestions, she couldn't help but raise a hand and bring up her own concerns. ]

I actually started making a list of chores that all of us should complete. I'm sure more can be added, and maybe the chores can be assigned via roommate pairs? We could have a rotate it per week, too!

[ She brought out a piece of paper filled with bullet points and crossmarks. ]

So, maybe things like sweeping the hallways and stairs, cooking, washing dishes, keeping certain areas of the house clean... Oh, and, err... Uhm, cleaning the outhouse....

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[For most of this little gathering he'll be sitting and taking notes. It's not until he's fairly certain that everyone's done asking stupid questions that Ryan finally speaks up:]

In addition to the many things we lack here, we don't have any proper medical facilities to speak of. I've been gathering what I can find at least — bandages, some salves, and so on. Unfortunately, I can't really venture that far beyond this tree on my own. If anyone is willing to bring things in, I'd appreciate it. Additionally, does anyone else here have any experience with medicine? I'm capable of treating humans, but people with knowledge about some of the other species wandering about here would be appreciated.

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