Probably we'd run out of things to do - [Open w/ some Closed Prompts as well]
WHO: John Egbert + a bunch of people + open
WHERE: Various districts
WHEN: The latter part of June
WHAT: Tasks + recruitment + other stuff
WARNINGS: Nope
Chata, OPEN
[Are you in Chata today? Are you outside of the grocery store today? John's hanging around, leaning against the side of the building with a clipboard in his hand. Starting a petition is…not quite what he has in mind, but he can bend it a little and maybe it'd count. Should anyone get close enough, he'll approach and grin a little, clipboard gripped firmly as he waves.]
Can I borrow a few minutes of your time?
Viea Village, OPEN
[Frankly, he's also a little bored and it's why he decides to commandeer a stall at the Farmer's Market today. The market's been quiet given the lack of people around, but today John's selling what appears to be…a bunch of baked goods. Tarts, cookies, pastries (no cupcakes, weirdly) and some candied apples.
For anyone passing by, he'll lean forward a little, nudging the tray toward you.]
Free sample on the house.
Tribunal Terrace, OPEN
[John can also be found walking from the parking lot of the hospital, carrying a couple of large boxes from his car toward the front door. There appears to be a handful of art supplies hanging out of the boxes, but as he passes by he'll commentate.]
Mind getting the door for me? I could really use a hand. [He thinks he's funny. He's not.]
Wildcard, OPEN
[If you have a task you'd really like to do, please hit me with a wildcard prompt! I will not say no to any of the prompts, so live your dreams if you'd so like. You can also PM me or plot with me over at
alternatively!]
Closed prompts to be written in the comments!
WHERE: Various districts
WHEN: The latter part of June
WHAT: Tasks + recruitment + other stuff
WARNINGS: Nope
Chata, OPEN
[Are you in Chata today? Are you outside of the grocery store today? John's hanging around, leaning against the side of the building with a clipboard in his hand. Starting a petition is…not quite what he has in mind, but he can bend it a little and maybe it'd count. Should anyone get close enough, he'll approach and grin a little, clipboard gripped firmly as he waves.]
Can I borrow a few minutes of your time?
Viea Village, OPEN
[Frankly, he's also a little bored and it's why he decides to commandeer a stall at the Farmer's Market today. The market's been quiet given the lack of people around, but today John's selling what appears to be…a bunch of baked goods. Tarts, cookies, pastries (no cupcakes, weirdly) and some candied apples.
For anyone passing by, he'll lean forward a little, nudging the tray toward you.]
Free sample on the house.
Tribunal Terrace, OPEN
[John can also be found walking from the parking lot of the hospital, carrying a couple of large boxes from his car toward the front door. There appears to be a handful of art supplies hanging out of the boxes, but as he passes by he'll commentate.]
Mind getting the door for me? I could really use a hand. [He thinks he's funny. He's not.]
Wildcard, OPEN
[If you have a task you'd really like to do, please hit me with a wildcard prompt! I will not say no to any of the prompts, so live your dreams if you'd so like. You can also PM me or plot with me over at
Closed prompts to be written in the comments!

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The fact that it's going to take them at least 15 minutes to make our food both intrigues and alarms me.
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Even if they're making two burgers, that would mean it would normally take about 7 minutes, right? Even so, that's a long time...
[ 7 minutes is a long time when he's been working on crunch time at the McD's. ]
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To be honest, I feel like I was already scared, but it should be fine! We'll make it!
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It's not even a full fifteen minutes which is what's surprising. The even more surprising part, however, is that someone comes by with two large, gargantuan burgers that are set in front of John and Daisuke.
...he freezes just a little...and stares.]
Well. Okay. [A glance.] On the count of three?
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Yeah. [ He nods. ] One, two...
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...three. [But he picks up the burger and begins to bite into it with gusto. This is maybe going to end poorly, but it's not like he can back out now!]
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... He'll do his best, but right now, he's chomping away. ]
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...this is semi-effective.]
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Doing this makes me realize... how small of a stomach I have.
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...maybe we should have trained better...but we can't give up yet!
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[ Daisuke stares at it as most menacingly as he can (it's not much), before going in for another big bite. And another. And another. Chew, chew, chew. Swallow.
He looks up at the ceiling. ]
Can't... give up...
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[ He looks back down at the burger again and takes smaller bites than before. It's much less to pace himself and more so that he doesn't feel like he's cramming food into his stomach too much.
He eventually arrives at the remainder of a fourth of the burger left to go. What's left of the burger sits on the plate as Daisuke is leaning back into his chair. ]
Five minute rest... Just five minutes.
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[ He says that, but when he looks over at his burger again, he doesn't feel so good...
He takes another bite anyway. ]
sorry for the delay, feel free to drop this!
it's all good o/
So clearly, the answer is to finish the rest of the burger. Daisuke's expression is pretty blank as he continues to take bites out of whatever he has left, and he... eventually finishes. He only realizes that he's done once there's nothing left to eat. ]
How are you coming along, John...?
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Give him a few moments...
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...Daisuke? I think I'm dying.
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[ Even though he feels like dying too. But he must stay strong. He must stay awake and not throw up for the sake of both of them!! Just when did this challenge get so dramatic-- ]
You can't die on me, John!!
[ Though it sounds more like a quiet wail. ]
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Swallowing it down, he waits a few moments before staring ahead of him as though he's wondering just why they chose to do this.]
...did we win? [Both burgers were eaten in the time limit...that's gotta count, he thinks.]
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[ Oh my god. Daisuke stares at the table, both plates empty. Nothing is left. He feels so happy, and yet... ]
We did it--
[ He feels sick. ]
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...I never want to eat ever again though. But we won? That...counts.
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[ Daisuke stays still for a moment. He can't throw this back up. He'd probably get that victory taken away from him if he did. At least, that's what he thinks anyway. ]
... I wonder if I should call someone to pick me up.
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