Tony is a terrible roommate

[highprofilerichkid]

Characters: Tony + his beleaguered dorm/roomates
Date: March 30
Location: The Dreaming Bridge
Situation: tony doesn't have a lab and his roommates must suffer for it
Warnings/Rating: none


I | Tony's room | Yato

It's not often that Tony's room in the Dreaming Bridge is empty – the hazard of being stuck with roommates – but, on one of the rare occasions that he has the place to himself, he has somehow managed to fill just about all the space that could be considered his with... crap.

It mostly looks like busted old yimos and other personal devices, probably salvaged from dumpsters and flea markets. They are all in some state of disassembly, though it's not clear what he's actually doing with the computer carnage he's created. Whatever it is, he's very absorbed in it.


II | The Dreaming Bridge cafeteria | Open

Tony had developed a comfortable routine in Keeliai. It could almost have been called a normal human adult schedule. Now, without that structure, he's fallen back into all his old (bad) habits, which mostly means staying up to ridiculous hours and consuming enough caffeine to kill a horse. Circadian rhythm? Never heard of it.

Anyone visiting the Bridge cafeteria late at night has a good chance of seeing him there, clutching a bag of precious interdimensional coffee and radiating the slightly manic energy of someone who has been awake for way too long and hasn't realized how tired they are yet.

Comments

[minorgod]

"Huh... that's a mouthful. Guess it's luck that the initials lined up like that," Yato said cheerfully, and looks like a total nerd when Tony mentions superpowers. "Really?? That's awesome."

He raises an eyebrow at the question. "I'm sensing skepticism in the way you said that," he huffed. "As for how many... 8 million. Give or take," he adds. "But lots of gods have multiple names, so that's part of it. And there's always overlap, but that's normal. Like there are seven major Gods of Fortune, but they're not the only ones out there."

He rocks back on the legs of the chair again. "Plus new gods are being born all the time. I met one recently who's not even a decade old yet. As long as people have wishes, gods are going to be around."

Tony canonically hates Hamlet and cheated on his theater final

[highprofilerichkid]

"Awesome until someone wants to go all Temple of Doom on you or turn New York into a high-powered-space-laser tag arena," Tony says dryly. Supervillains are terrible, Yato. You don't want supervillains.

"Eight million?" Wow... He was thinking, like, a few hundred at most. Okay.

Still, he shrugs, taking the information in stride. "I think you guys just have different ideas about what makes a god," he says, which is... a surprisingly nuanced take on the situation, for Tony.

He's come to recognize that there are plenty of things that don't mesh easily with how he conceptualizes the metaphysics of the universe, and sometimes he just has to take that for what it is and move on. Stranger things in heaven and earth, Horace, or however that stupid quote goes.

Pffft

[minorgod]

"Probably," Yato said easily, not seeming offended by Tony's handling of the concept. "A lot of gods take on representation of natural things, like oceans and plants and the skies. Different people put importance on different things."

[highprofilerichkid]

"So do they just pop up out of nowhere? Are there gods of stuff like... I don't know. Lasers?" What a delightful concept. Tony grins. "Because that would be awesome. I want to meet the god of lasers."

[minorgod]

Yato laughs at the thought. "If there is, I haven't met them. The new one I said I met, her name is Kiki, and she came into existence as a sort of internet god. She helps track down information on people. She helped me with a stalker," he added with a grimace.