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[misery_hates_company]

*Odd, you get the notion that Misery didn't exactly sleep well last night. Her eyes seem a little redder than normal, and her hair's tossled.*

Well I'm glad to see YOU all are relaxing so well after that battle. Has it ever occurred to anybody else that if THIS is what happens when the astrological signs turn to Scorpio, then what will happen when we shift over to Sagittarius? Or Taurus? Or, heaven forfend, ARIES? I rather think this is cause for concern, don't you?

Well I for one am not waiting to find out. There's bound to be a way to block these effects, and I for one intend to find it. If anybody finds anything out, tell me. I might even consider giving you a discount on my services.

For a while, anyway.

*Strange, why is this getting her goat so bad?*

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[otakuro]

[Misery is met with nothing for a few seconds but an extended yawn. Atsuro's face appears in the screen shortly after, bleary-eyed and tousle-haired.]

What...

[Another inexorable yawn.]

...Excuse me. What's so special about Aries?

[misery_hates_company]

*Blast it, he read between the lines. Oh, whatever.*

If you MUST know, that's where my birthday lies astrologically. You can see the danger to everybody else if I become some sort of brainwashed lunatic.

[otakuro]

Oh.

I thought it was like, a full revolution of the zodiac and we all turn into masked monsters forever after that or something.

[Atsuro seems to have a vivid imagination. He also doesn't seem to be too concerned about the possibility of Misery going berserk.]

I think we've gotta get everyone to give out their signs so we know what to prepare for. And their special powers, probably.

[misery_hates_company]

Hmmph. It's a start, I suppose.

*But what about HER needs, Atsuro?!*

I detest the notion I am somehow controlled by the day of my birth. There must be some method of deflecting future such incidents.

[otakuro]

What about going back in time and telling our parents to hold off a few months when our sign rolls around?

[...Someone is still asleep.]

[misery_hates_company]

Oh please, this is SERIOUS. How on Earth would that help? It'd just mean you're born in a completely different sign!

[otakuro]

But actually doing something productive to circumvent this involves research.

And it's too early in the morning for research.

[The sun is almost setting.]

[misery_hates_company]

My dear boy, I think your concept of "morning" is GROSSLY off the mark.

[otakuro]

...Mngh. I'm exhausted from that fight, either way.

[With one final yawn, Atsuro rolls off the bed and stumbles towards his computer.]

Alright, alright. What do you think we should do, then?

[misery_hates_company]

For a start, we should figure out HOW these people are affected. Some sort of outside force? Shall we be distributing tinfoil hats or whatever nonsense cure some people say stops brainwashing? It'd be best if we looked into some of our former attackers.

[otakuro]

If it's mind-controlling radio waves, we'd be better off locking them in a lead bunker somewhere.

...Actually, you know, if it comes down to it, we could probably go with that. Lock all the Sagittariuses up next month.

I know someone from my world - ...a parallel world to mine was a Scorpio. I'm not sure who else was involved, though. Oh -- probably the creep with the bad make-up job.

[misery_hates_company]

It would have to be a phenomenally large bunker. Anyway, that's not sufficient. It'd be best if we avoid even dealing with the issue at ALL.

Well then! Perhaps you can talk to him, get some information. Surely all of that nonsense must've been good for some small little thing, at least. Can't say I'm familiar with the clown man, though.

[otakuro]

[Atsuro assumes an unfairly mincing tone of voice.]

'This is going to be fun.'

[His face distorts in what is supposed to be an expression of wicked glee but merely resembles someone who doesn't know how to smile well for photos instead.]

...Anyway.

Maybe it'd be better if you tackled Naoya. ...He might respect you enough to be straightforward.

[misery_hates_company]

Oh my, do you think so? I'll simply have to put on my Sunday best to make sure, then! Oh ho ho ho!

[otakuro]

Try a pointed hat. It will make you look more like a high-class respectable witch.

...

No, seriously, though, the guy's like an iron vault if he doesn't feel like talking. An iron vault that smirks a lot.

[misery_hates_company]

I don't really do hats, so sorry. Hats are more of a "hero" thing, I think.

He sounds like a wretched pain. Well, perhaps my charm will win him over.

[otakuro]

[...]

How much paperwork do you think I'd have to fill out if you turned Naoya into a frog or something?

[misery_hates_company]

If it makes you feel better, I can turn people into VERY big frogs.

[otakuro]

Oh, well, I don't want that to happen, of course, but I mean. It would be reversible, of course. Apart from any damage to his ego.

[misery_hates_company]

Hm hm hm, I'm sensing some mixed emotions about this possibility. Perhaps I could make him slightly froggish, just for a bit?

[otakuro]

Hmm...

Nah, you know what? Better not. I wouldn't want to mess up the continuity of our world or anything.