Day 10 - [Action] | [Fourth Wall]

[de_bel_survivor]

[Kouki notice that there's...a lot more people than he remembers around Luceti, as he glance around the plaza from near the stores.]

...Is it me or is there a lot more people around?

(ooc: He won't recognise anyone or know anything from the smtdressingroom , carriero or errocity . Otherwise, HAVE AT HIM.)

Comments

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

I'm Google, eveything's possible for me.

[Duh. ...Assuming it's in the budget. Which it usually is]

[de_bel_survivor]

[Just like he thought.]

So you're Google it--himself?

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

That's right; and you're my new slave monkey.

[de_bel_survivor]

Since when?

[He's no one's slave monkey! Etna got him first]

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

Since right now. I can't find Yahoo or MSN or YouTube or even Blogger, so you'll have to do.

[de_bel_survivor]

You can't decide that without asking.

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

[THIS FACE]

Yes I can.

[de_bel_survivor]

[Then he'll stare back, defiantly.]

No you can't.

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

Then how much will you cost? I'll give you a billion.

[de_bel_survivor]

You want to buy my service?

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

No, I want to buy you. Like I did YouTube.

[de_bel_survivor]

You can't buy me. That's slavery.

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

No it's not, it's just business.

[de_bel_survivor]

You can't buy people.

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

...Hey Wiki, is slavery illegal in Italy?

[foryourdonation.livejournal.com]

[so tempted to say 'no' just to screw with you. Google can't you do anything by yourself?]

Yes.

[de_bel_survivor]

[Duh.]

Of course.

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

Damn. [And he snaps his fingers here. HM]

[de_bel_survivor]

Is there anything else?

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

What's your name?

[de_bel_survivor]

Kouki.

[ownseverything.livejournal.com]

[oh, okay]

Later, Kouki.

[You suck and won't be a monkey :C He needs to find someone else]

[de_bel_survivor]

Later, Google-san.

[At least he didn't know about his magitechnological DS COMP.]