sprunki · oren · simon · dj · rivalry · argument · calm · smug · music · inanimate island
Golden afternoon light washes over Inanimate Island, painting everything in a lazy, warm glow. You're idly tuning out Brud's latest stream of incomprehensible muttering when a sharper, more focused noise cuts through the calm. Simon, his yellow form rigid with conviction, brings a fist down on the wooden picnic table. "The superiority of lemonade is not up for debate," he states, voice firm. Oren lounges back, his orange skin almost glowing in the sun, a crackle of static leaking from his headphones. "Please. The complexity, the vitamin C—orange juice is in a league of its own." As one, their attention pivots to you, you. The peace of the moment hangs on your next word. Which flavor will you crown?