[video]

[workout]

[ Long time no see, Exsilium. The feed is dimly lit, but it's clear that Scott's standing outside, the dark silhouette of a treeline behind him. The sound's picking up a bit of static from a breeze. ]

Hey, it's Scott - I guess I should ask if people usually come back. When they leave, I mean.

[ That's actually the reason he was making this video, but he barely addresses it, because something's distracting him. ]

Because I did. Leave and come back. Which I guess is... something, but more importantly, does anyone know what the hell the "Fun Cafe" is?

[ There's a pause as he turns the video away from his face, swinging it around to face a creepy ass building on the side of the road, barely visible in the evening light. He holds the video there for a few seconds, then it's back to his slightly wary, slightly amused face. ]

... and does anybody want to find out?

Comments

video; hahaha

[workout]

On whether or not there's anything in there?

You don't actually have to bet, we could just guess. [ Because goodness, strong feelings on gambling there. ]

video; Wow DW, fuck you.

[musclebeast]

Fine. [Pause.]

I have no idea, that shack looks condemned.

video; dw :(

[workout]

It is. I'm actually almost totally sure it's empty.

[ ... which makes it really exciting prospects for exploration, obviously? ]

video;

[musclebeast]

Demolish it then.

video;

[workout]

With what? My hands?

Do you have a truck or something?

video;

[musclebeast]

Yes, no, do it with your hands.

[workout]

Uh... I think that would take a while.

[musclebeast]

Yes, but it would be well worth the exertion. Do it.

[workout]

I think I'll pass, but... thanks for the suggestion. [ Sounds more confused than anything. ]

[musclebeast]

It wasn't a suggestion.