fandomtownies | Planet Fitness; Tuesday [10/24].

Well, with the way the island had been changing over the last few days, Gladio couldn't say he was surprised to find that Atlas wasn't Atlas and, in fact, had gone through an intense color-coded make-over with rows of treadmills and ellipticals as far as the eye could see. An overhaul in the staff wasn't that surprising, either, considering he had only started to own this place due to a democratic vote, but it did make him a little worried about what had happened with the previous staff.

It was almost as upsetting as what happened to the very minimalized weight lifting area, including a sign on one of the machines that had Gladio grunting in offense. He could lift four plates with his pinkie.

But that grunt lead one of the new TV-headed guys to warn him that if he keeps that up, they were going to pull the Lunk Alarm on him.

"The what Alarm?"

Honestly, they said, he was lucky they didn't pull the Lunk Alarm on him the moment he walked in.

But the absolute worst part of all it? The Cup Noodle^TM machine was gone.

"But don't worry," they said, "we're all getting pizza later."

~~Atlas Gym~~ Planet Fitness is open!

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Nell was very disturbed by all the changes. Especially given the amount of change just while she'd been running in the woods this morning. She went to the gym, but backed out again quickly when the TV headed people started over towards her.

She wasn't sure if Gladio was there or not, but there was no way she was getting caught in that place.

Summer was thinking about wearing some of the new gear she'd gotten in New Zealand to the gym this week, but, all things considered, she was definitely going more topical, and, three Starbucks and two promo credit cards later, she was rolling into....not Atlas, but Planet Fitness apparently, with a shake of her head and a shrug of her shoulders and a "I mean, I don't hate it."

Just wait until they hit her with the Lunk Alarm, anyway, and then we'll see how that tune was about to change.

Steve walked in and immediately felt that the number of "bros" he dropped into his sentences was way, way too low.

And that the dude manspreading by the leg machine should be shot into the sun. The very first guy on the treadmill talking on speaker about the big merger would be getting arrested for...something. Aggressive public bullshitting? Was that really against the law? Steve was okay finding out.

Just stay clear of Summer and her phone, Steve, or else you'll be blasted all over TikTok.

At some point, Gladio did manage to spare a glance his way and just shook his head almost helplessly.

"Bro," Steve said sympathetically.

"Bro," Gladio sighed back emphatically.

Really, what more needed to be said?

Yesterday in the coffee shop Stark was able to rationalize the TV-headed people as some sort of early Halloween costume or maybe some people just had television heads.

But now they seemed to be everywhere and he was concerned and the gym was very purple and there was no noodle machine and he was just kind of staring as he walked in.

Gladuo sighed a little when he spotted Stark and shrugged.

"Guess they wanted to follow suit with the rest of the island," he said, "and go in for a little bit of a...change."

"I don't like it," Stark said quickly. "It's so... purple?"

"Yeaaaahhhh," Gladio sighed again and took a look around. "It's definitely....an aesthetic? I'm working on getting things maybe toned down a little, maybe getting some of these treadmills out for more weight space again, but I have a feeling it's going to be....a process, though...."

His attention shifted over to Stark curiously, though.

"You feeling okay, though? Better? The trip help some?"

"Better," Stark said, nodding. "Or I was and now I'm just confused about whatever this is. And a little concerned. The trip was very good though."

~~just a bit handwaved for reasons~~

"Yeah," there were so many sighs coming out of this man right now, almost as many sighs as shaking heads! "It definitely doesn't feel like anything good, that's for sure. It's always a little worrisome when things escalate this quickly, and those TV head guys really weird me out...."

"I thought they might be costumes, yesterday, but now there are even more..."

Stark should have brought his gun with him, probably.

Well, if he needed any guns, Gladio did have two pretty massive ones always on hand.

"They kind of remind me of Nifs back home," he grunted, "only somehow worse. At least with Nifs, you know what you're going to get, but these guys?" He shook his head again. "Don't trust 'em."

"What's a Nif?" Stark asked.

"These don't look like anything I've seen before." But also they did not seem trustworthy.

"Nifs were who we were fighting," Gladio explained, "during the war. They were making these mechanized soldiers from clones, called Magitek warriors. Just no life or soul left in them, they attacked with impunity, just empty shells of humans..."

He lifted a glanced toward one of the TV guys and shook her head.

"Real fucking unsettling."

Stark followed Gladio's gaze and sighed softly. "I'm sorry. It's always hard, being reminded of things like that."

Planet Fitness; Tuesday [10/24].

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