Esther Levine (squeefit OC; October 2006)

[hermit_of]

Esther's got her laptop along this time. Not for anything so noble as classwork, either; she's waiting for a game to load.
And then it does, and then she just blinks at it for a moment.
"...One of these things is not like the others, guys."

Comments

[mm_ali]

"Someone's ripping off Dr. Seuss again?" Angie's working on chemistry homework.

[hermit_of]

"Not so much as Clorox strikes me as a bad sponsor for a game where you switch out pieces of candy."
Because, really... little Clorox logos in amongst the candy bits? Bad messages.

[mm_ali]

"Yeah, I can see where there'd be conflicting messages. Didn't think that was your kind of game, Esther." Roger, alas, has neglected to tell Angie that the Esther at the Other Place isn't the Esther of their world. Oops?

[hermit_of]

"It's addictive, and it's good procrastination... wait a minute." Esther doesn't recognize the voice, but looking up from the game gives her enough visual clues to hazard a guess.
"You're related to Roger, aren't you? Should warn you now, I'm not from your universe, and you'd be about four in my time if we were from the same one anyway."

[mm_quinby]

"But wait. That doesn't make any sort of -sense-. Damn people not knowing how to frelling plot anything." There's a blonde girl sitting at a table, poking at the screen of her laptop, grumbling to herself.

[hermit_of]

"Is it any better than sponsoring a candy game with Clorox?"
Because, really.

[mm_quinby]

"Probably not, actually." She sighs. "You know anything about Star Wars? Because, well, there's someone in my game who thinks that..." And she looks around. "Hold on a moment. This isn't Starbucks."

[hermit_of]

"No, it isn't, and I couldn't exactly avoid seeing the movies. Not the original set, anyway."