With everyone turning their attention back on track, they don't make it very far into the list before Jonathan speaks up with a confused voice.
"Wait... Alliance of Salvation? What... What kind of supervillain team name is that?" While he does a double-take and asks this out loud, he furrows his brows to the point they're practically touching. On the other hand, Lucas bursts out laughing.
"Right!? I had the same thought when I first saw 'em, so I looked 'em up. Turns out they're mainly a drug cartel, specializin' in some seriously heavy stuff. Like, whatever that dude that was harassing you this morning was on type shit. So yeah, the name weirdly makes sense in context. I'm pretty sure that if their HQ burned down, they'd probably get the entire country high. ...And give everyone cancer or some shit too." As Lucas gives this explanation, Jonathan's look of confusion clears up pretty quickly. Jonathan even chuckles a bit at the end with the mentioning of the possible scenario of their HQ burning down.
Scrolling through a few more names with other random bits of running commentary, Lucas stops to tap the screen on one organization name in particular.
"This is one I'm glad isn't nearby. Here's hoping we can steer clear of them for, uhh, forever. I heard from, er, someone, when I started getting into all of this that Sphinxoath and Thunderia are two ladies we shouldn't cross. Only learned that their org is named Authority of Mystery just recently though." As Lucas finishes saying this, Jonathan has a slightly vacant expression for a few moments, then a brief flash of surprise crosses his face that is thankfully unnoticed by the not-system-related dog. Once he is brought up to speed by 011, he nods vigorously a few times.
As Lucas starts scrolling again, he realizes he left a fingerprint on the screen of the laptop when he touched it. Frowning slightly, he tries to gently wipe it off with the edge of his pajama shirt, only managing to smear it around a bit and make it cover a larger area.
While Lucas glowers at the enhanced smudge, he pauses for a moment before going to try again with a bit more force, getting cut off by a laughing Jonathan.
"I'll do it, I'll do it. You're gonna break it if you keep going." After Jonathan successfully intercepts Lucas before he manages to crush the poor little laptop display, he gently pats the dog on his lap a few times. "Lemme get up for a minute."
Once the dog shifts his position off to the side, giving a soft bark while doing so, Jonathan goes to get a clean soft washcloth out of the linen closet before heading into the bathroom on a quest for any appropriate cleaning products potentially inside the vanity.
Not long after he disappeared out of sight into the bathroom, there is a brief startled gasp followed by the flow of running water. After a short while, there are finally the expected sounds of Jonathan rummaging around in the cabinet under the sink in pursuit of an electronics cleaner.
Once he finally comes back to the patched-up sofa, Jonathan is now wielding the previously acquired soft washcloth with a lightly dampened corner. His face is also a touch damp, he had clearly stopped to wash his face as soon as he saw his reflection.
As he wipes at the recently made smudge, he ends up leaving a distinct clean spot compared to the rest of the screen, so he ends up wiping down the whole thing. Afterward, he dries it off with the other side of the cloth. Now that he's on a cleaning spree, he goes over and wipes down the TV too while he's at it, getting a small laugh from Lucas.
While Jonathan's gaze wanders for a moment, as if looking for his next target, Lucas clears his throat and pulls his attention back to the task at hand. Jonathan is visibly startled for a moment, shyly chuckles, then tosses the used cloth into the washing machine from a moderate distance. The decidedly NOT aerodynamic bit of fabric lands neatly inside the opening, immediately displaying his superior accuracy in ranged attacks compared to Lucas.
427 can't resist giving Lucas a taunting laugh.
'Hey! Hey! Don't laugh at me when I didn't even do anything!'
[The best part is, you know exactly why I'm laughing, without any explanation.]
'HEY!'
This accomplishes absolutely nothing in regards to reducing 427's laughter. If anything, it encourages him further. As Lucas struggles to maintain a neutral facial expression, Jonathan comes back to sit down again.
Once Jonathan has reclaimed his position on the sofa, he gains a dog-shaped lap ornament in a timely fashion. The pup snuggles up against his chest for a moment before turning and facing the now-clean laptop, getting a pair of arms wrapped around him and a gentle cuddle in response.
Now Lucas is not only being annoyed by 427 continuing to mock him, but he's also jealous of the quality doggo affection happening right next to him, without his direct involvement. This is clearly an act of betrayal from the two parties involved.
While Lucas struggles to not expose his frustrations, he clears his throat once again.
"Well, you good to keep looking some more? Or maybe you've thought of something we can work with?" As Lucas genuinely tries to get back to the task at hand, which is almost a guilty admission on its own, he gets a nod from Jonathan and one bark from the pupper.
"Let's look at some more, we're not even out of the A's yet." Once Jonathan has said this, Lucas gives a nod of his own and then continues scrolling.
As they continue on for some time they alternately have various quips about the displayed names. One such example would be Lucas asking "Company of Evil Masters? Isn't that pretty much every company ever?" Which was answered purely with laughter.
When they've gotten most of the way through the C's section, Jonathan stops Lucas when he starts wondering out loud.
"Wait... Cursed Chaos Network? Why... Why does that sound familiar?" As Jonathan is lost in thought, Lucas gently bonks the top of his head with his left fist.
"That's the news station we were just watching not too long ago, sheesh. Waitaminute, shouldn't I be worried about getting the news from villains?" As Lucas answers, he then falls into his own musing state.
"Um, isn't pretty much everything run by villains though?" When Jonathan asks this with a tentative voice, the two of them end up lost in thought for a minute.
[To be fair, in the time you've spent watching their station while I'm around, they haven't really lied about anything as far as I'm aware. I'm sure they have their own fair share of propaganda whenever they're so inclined though.]
'Eh... I guess an unbiased news source would be pretty unlikely anyway... Doubly so in this world.'
[Oh?]
'Uhh, national politics were heavily tangled up with the majority of news sources where I came from. I sorta assumed supervillains would have their own vendettas too, and are even more unregulated. What with being supervillains, and all. At least, I hope they're more unregulated by comparison, that's kinda a spooky thought of its own... Ugh.'
[Hmm... As unreliable of a source of information as you are, I still can't help but be curious about an entire other world with so many apparent differences... Ah, but now isn't the time for questions either way. The three of you aren't going to be getting much sleep tonight if we keep getting distracted like this.]
'Shit, you're right.'
"Bah, no use worrying about that right now. Let's keep going, yeah?" Once Lucas has pulled them out of their own heads, he continues going through the list.
They both can't help making fun of a large portion of the names they come across as they go on. 'Doom Flock' in particular got a fair amount of laughter.
Lucas also can't resist giving amused reactions when reaching names they're already familiar with, buried in a sea of ridiculous nonsense.
'Ayyy, Danny has the first F name with Faunahorde, nice.'
[I'm pretty sure you'd end up getting terrorized by pigeons or something if you dared call him that, even if he seemed to accept you calling him Dan.]
'Now I'm somehow even more tempted?'
[...Don't blame me if the next rollback doesn't take you far enough back to undo saying it if you don't like the results.]
'You're no fun. Also; weird threat, but okay.'
[...Just saying.]
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Lucas kills this chapter: 0
Lucas total kills: 6
Lucas deaths this chapter: 0
Lucas total deaths: 10
Lucas current GDV: 7.27
Lucas's fame level: 2* (Mostly just local)
Lucas's hero suspicion level: 1* (Only highly paranoid people)
Jonathan kills this chapter: 0
Jonathan total kills: 4
Jonathan deaths this chapter: 0
Jonathan total deaths: 2
Jonathan current GDV: 1.72 (+.01 net change)
Jonathan's fame level: 1.5* (Just local)
Jonathan's hero suspicion level: 1* (Only highly paranoid people)
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Little character theater:
Jonathan is busy cuddling the doggo while laughing at corny supervillain naming conventions.
Lucas is busy being jealous of the doggo cuddling that is occurring, while also laughing at the corny supervillain naming conventions.
The doggo is enjoying said cuddles, oblivious to Lucas's burning envy. He too is amused by the corny supervillain naming conventions.
427 is distracted while trying to speculate what world politics would be like in the absence of superpowers.
Author, shaking their head repeatedly: It's not as different as you seem to think, 427.
Mr. Quacks, wondering how he could go about requesting his own snuggles: Quack..?
Continuing on with laughing their way through the exceedingly long list of supervillain organizations, another F name catches Lucas's eye.'Oh? Floralanche? Heh, sounds like they should be neighbors with Dan.'[They practically are. They're three buildings down the block from Faunahorde. As far as I am aware, the florist shop's owner Nightshade personally tends to the growth of all of the seeds, fruit, and various other vegetation that the miscellaneous inhabitants of Faunahorde consume.]'Oh, hey. They related or something?'[Not as far as I am aware.]'Huh.'"Um... Luca
While Jonathan is still having fun role-playing as a beam of happy sunlight, Lucas resumes scrolling through the absurdly long listing of supervillain organizations.Only a little further into the S section, Lucas bursts out laughing, bringing an abrupt end to Jonathan's LARPing session.As Jonathan's curiosity takes over, he looks at the inciting name, thinking for a brief moment before promptly joining in the laughter."How fuckin' petty do you have to be to name your organization 'Slaying Doom Flock'!? What did the boss of 'Doom Flock' do to you, bro!?" As Lucas manages to say this between bouts of laughter, he slaps his thigh as he leans forward for a moment.[It's a good thing you just got that endurance en
After a blissfully peaceful night of rest, Lucas is annoyed awake by a beam of sunshine sneaking through the gaps in his curtains. Trying to escape the offending daylight, he rolls over to his other side, keeping his eyes tightly shut.As he's trying to fall back asleep, after a few seconds he notices an odd smell. Not particularly strong or offensive, but uniquely different from anything he's woken up to before.Once curiosity overwhelms his desire to attempt catching additional zzz's, he slowly opens his eyes, freezing in place for a moment while his brain catches up to current events.He's instantly reminded that he no longer lives alone perforce of the sight before him. This view being that of a surprisingly large pair of fuzzy dark brown balls about 2 inches away
Once the majority of the contents of the bag have been demolished, Lucas is still slowly eating the last of the extra-crispy home fries with his bare hands.The pup is sprawled out on his stomach, his long spindly front legs awkwardly holding a plain bagel in place as he slowly gnaws on it, more for the sheer sake of chewing on it and not because he has any lingering hunger at this point.Jonathan has already finished eating and has washed his hands free of any lingering bacon grease, though he had notably eaten the most out of the three of them, and by no small margin either.As should be no surprise to anyone, no small amount of home fry crumbs have landed on the cursed patch of carpet. However, with the power of snoot, the dog resolved that issue quickly enough. Jon
Between no longer being punchy from fatigue, as well as becoming desensitized to how awful most of the names are, their continuation of going over the list of supervillain organizations doesn't grab them anywhere near as much as it had last night. There are still the occasional chuckles and bits of snark, but it is half-hearted at best in comparison.The multiple pages of names beginning with Villain, Villains, Violence, and Violent are so numbing that they're all extremely thankful they stopped when they did last night.Starting the W's earns a pause though when the very first entry is 'Wahahaha!' Needless to say, Lucas and Jonathan take turns doing their best evil laugh to try and do the name justice.Not wanting to miss out, Willy gives a warbling howl as well. This
After an alarming amount of time, by 427's current standards at least, of high-intensity buzzing competition, there is still no clear winner. Nearing his breaking point, 427 finally interrupts.[It's great that you are all bonding so well, but we REALLY don't have time for this.]Lucas had been mid-buzz when 427 spoke up and the sudden mechanical voice startles him into fumbling. Willy does not hesitate to consider this a failing on his part, barking at him twice, then turning to look at Jonathan for his turn.'Hey! You could have at least waited until it wasn't my turn, jerk.'[…]'Okay, okay, you're right. Busy day and all that. Meh.
When Lucas is about halfway through unlocking the series of two barrel-bolts and four locks, he pauses in the middle of his actions and looks down at Willy waiting patiently by his feet."Hey, wanna show Dan, er Black Ash Snow his lookalike?" Lucas asks the pup with a huge mischievous grin spread across his face.Willy promptly gives a single, excited, bark. After voicing his opinion, he dashes off to fetch it himself."Oh! Um, since it's right there, should we bring all three?" As Jonathan makes his timid recommendation, he gets a bark that is clearly a question based on its tone in response."Yeah, they're just across the street from each other." Lucas answers on Jonathan's behalf, and there is another enthusi
As Lucas continues expressing his displeasure at his severe limitations on romantic prospects, 427 tries to tune him out as hard as he can. Not that Lucas can even tell, he's far too wrapped up in stating his grievances.By the time Lucas has smiled in response to sly looks from not one, nor even only two, but three different women, he's lost most of his momentum in his mental bitching.'Eheh, the attention is pretty sweet at least.'[…]Jonathan has had greatly conflicting feelings concerning the attention he's been getting, ultimately settling on just being shy and awkward, surprising no one.However, his attempts at trying to ignore all