savetheearth | [video] [backdated to tuesday]

[Roxy Kurosawa is smiling at the camera, leaning back in her black-leathered revolving chair in front of a small, cluttered apartment. Her cat, Mutini, can be seen dozing off to the side.]

Heeeeeeeeey, network peeps! Halloween's coming up soon, so I thought I'd show off my cool new magic trick!

[Her eyebrows furrow as she brings her hands together, as if surrounding a spherical object that isn't actually there. Finger wiggling commences. You get the feeling that some sort of magic unsound effect should be occurring, but unfortunately, there is only silence, until Roxy finally mutters "Abraca-happen! and -

is that a pumpkin?

Yup, it's a pumpkin all right. Roxy Kurosawa can spontaneously create pumpkins out of thin air. Beware her, pumpkin lord, vine-walker, master of all that is orange and round. She grins wider and hefts it, doing her best to show it off to the camera.

Fuckin' rad as shit, right? I'm gonna be selling these in my apartment building in the lobby, but for you guys, they're totally free! Just tell me you're from the network or something like that so I know it's you.

Also, what're you guys all doing on Halloween? I need some people to hang out with, I think my friends dropped. [Her smile falters a little as she says this.] But, um, excuse to meet new people I guess?

So, yeah. Pumpkins, Halloween plans. Let's hear it, people!

[The apartment building's name is attached.}

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Man, I dunno, I've heard good things about San Fransisco and New York.

It's at least better than the town I'm from. Everything smells like fish and everyone there sucks.

Everyone. Every single one. All of the ones. Without exception.

I'll make sure never to go there, then.

Port towns.

Why do the people suck, though?

Because everyone's always gossiping or talking about the high school football team or trashing the town twenty miles south, and that's all they do. It's boring, and if you don't fit in with someone, you don't fit in with anyone. Like they're a brainwashed blob.

That's why I like it here. There are all kinds of people.

Clearly the solution is to stand out as much as possible, and thus become the topic of gossip! This is one hundred percent true sociology right here.

Or you could move, but I guess you already did that.

I didn't know girls like you thought about those things.

[Roxy frowns suspiciously.]

Define "girls like me".

You know... happy girls who go to parties. ...Parties that don't involve dark music and bondage pants. Or glowsticks and free candy. ...Though maybe they do?

How are the bondage pants connected to candy.

Also I don't go to parties.

I mean, I totally would, but I don't know that many people, so. Y'know. [She shrugs.]