Virtual Reality RP

(same)

(Anyone on?)

(Huzzah!)

(let's just start instead of asking who's on) Sam rounded the corner as they heard the sound of the arena gong ringing, and their face turned bright red as soon as they were out of view. Goddammit, Sam, you can't just go dove-eyed every time a cute person talks to you! And 'because you're not me'?! What the hell. Oh my God, I fucked up. (Actually Sam's internal monologue is more like 'fUCK- WHAT THE FUCK- FUCK THIS', but I needed to condense it into something more cohesive. And can Sam and Artemis chat a bit more?)

(Sure I guess. She's with Derix watching the action. We can prolong the actual fighting until others get back by saying that they're having a warm up session since it's a special fight.)

(maybe she could get refreshments or snacks or something and bump into sam)

(idk.)
Derix focused on the arena again. Artemis got up. He was clearly done talking.

Sam shrugged, heading towards to the buffet table, when someone bumped into them and made them spill their tea all over both of their fancy outfits. "What the literal fuck,"

(you on?)

(I wasn't sure if you were referring to Arty…)

(I thought the They pornouns refered to both people. :P)

"Egads punk! I just washed this coat." Artemis glanced down at her coat.

"Really? Because it sure doesn't look like it," Sam looked at Artemis dismissively. "You again. What a displeasure," (sam's agender)

(I know, I just wasn't sure who had the tea or fancy outfit.)
"Like-wise Sam-Sam." Artemis said, silently thanking Derix for the nickname.

(Gtg Pizza)

(Flippin' flapjacks, sorry for not being on!)

(sam had the tea, they both were in fancy outfits)
Sam turned slightly red and flipped her off, splashing the rest of the drink on her clothes. "Why don't you just fuck-" Now, at this point, Sam was a bit confused, so they decided to change 'fuck off' to 'fight me' at the last minute… and. "Why don't you just fuck me?"
There was dead silence as the two stood in utter confusion, Sam turning an even brighter red. "I meant fuck off and fight me! Not… not…"

(i'm fucking cackling poor sam)

(That's okay fren! No need to be sorry!)

(Arty isn't really wearing fancy. She's wearing what's in the picture.)
Artemis rolled her eyes. "It's fine. I get it. I don't like you either. Anyways, I think I'd take you down fairly easy."

(I'm not really sure what to do so I might just leave the RP all together)

(oh whoops) Sam scoffed, composure regained. "I'm not saying that you could take down a toothpick, but I'm not taking you on, either,"

(?)

(they're calling artemis weak, but they don't want to fight her, either)

(Okay.)
Artemis rolled her eyes. "Fine. Nice talking with you." She turned.

Sam turned away, slumping into a chair and burying their face in their hands once Artemis left. "What. The. Fuck is wrong with me?"

(we now return to our regularly scheduled programming after an episode of sam's hilarious misadventures at flirting)

(Ha. Who else is on?)