[A] [Jake realises other people are going to be living here, people he doesn't really know, and the first thing he wants to do is leave. But since his stuff is here and he doesn't have his sylladex, he has to pick up everything the old-fashioned way and try to carry it all in his knapsack, which sucks. He holsters his guns and fumbles with storing odd knick-knacks he's picked up back in the small bag. It's not working out so well and so there's an odd assortment of things scattered around, like a slinky and a harmonica and some glowsticks and a rubber ducky that vibrates.
Yeah.]
[D1] [Judging by how he shifts and fidgets, Jake doesn't seem comfortable out in the wilds of the city like this. He keeps his eyes down whenever someone is near, which is pretty much constantly, and tries to give as wide of berth as he can, which isn't much.
But he keeps stopping in front of stores that seem to cater more towards women, from clothing to cute things. He'll pause and think hard as he stares at things on sale.
And if you're unlucky, you'll probably run into his gawking ass while he's doing it. Sorry he's not aware of his surroundings.]
[D2] [Meanwhile, he found a giant row of vending machines. Like. a serious shitton of vending machines. Of course there's food like hamburgers, hot dogs, pies, ice cream, pizza, cupcakes, ramen, canned hot soups and even clam chowder. But also things like clothes, umbrellas, books, flowers, porn, and things like mystery boxes with no descriptions.
Jake seems enthralled by it, bouncing on his heels.]
If I buy everything, will that use up all my money?
[He has no idea how money works is this a lot of stuff for this money??]
[Wildcard] [Jake is alternating between trying to buy useless shit and trying to hide so feel free to make up something!]
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[Jake realises other people are going to be living here, people he doesn't really know, and the first thing he wants to do is leave. But since his stuff is here and he doesn't have his sylladex, he has to pick up everything the old-fashioned way and try to carry it all in his knapsack, which sucks. He holsters his guns and fumbles with storing odd knick-knacks he's picked up back in the small bag. It's not working out so well and so there's an odd assortment of things scattered around, like a slinky and a harmonica and some glowsticks and a rubber ducky that vibrates.
Yeah.]
[D1]
[Judging by how he shifts and fidgets, Jake doesn't seem comfortable out in the wilds of the city like this. He keeps his eyes down whenever someone is near, which is pretty much constantly, and tries to give as wide of berth as he can, which isn't much.
But he keeps stopping in front of stores that seem to cater more towards women, from clothing to cute things. He'll pause and think hard as he stares at things on sale.
And if you're unlucky, you'll probably run into his gawking ass while he's doing it. Sorry he's not aware of his surroundings.]
[D2]
[Meanwhile, he found a giant row of vending machines. Like. a serious shitton of vending machines. Of course there's food like hamburgers, hot dogs, pies, ice cream, pizza, cupcakes, ramen, canned hot soups and even clam chowder. But also things like clothes, umbrellas, books, flowers, porn, and things like mystery boxes with no descriptions.
Jake seems enthralled by it, bouncing on his heels.]
If I buy everything, will that use up all my money?
[He has no idea how money works is this a lot of stuff for this money??]
[Wildcard]
[Jake is alternating between trying to buy useless shit and trying to hide so feel free to make up something!]