Establishing shot of the Clubhouse, which is now entirely free of moving boxes, sparkling, and designed. The walls are covered in bamboo slats with soft, warm-white LED lights in between some panels; a plant hangs from the rafters, as well as a peace lily by the stream setup and a giant monstera in the other corner; setups line the wall on floating shelves, with Princess Fight on one of the visible monitors; a sofa for hanging out and watching on the opposite side. MICAH: Welcome home, kiddo. And welcome to the Clubhouse! VIJAY's eyes sparkle as she marvels at the new venue. She admires one of the walls, which neatly displays various input devices: a Hori RAP4, an Obsidian, and two versions of the Hori Fighting Commander gamepads. VIJAY turns around while admiring the line of setups, a dubious expression on her face: Okay, 'fess up, Micah. I do not for *a single second* believe that you have an interior design bone in your body. And definitely not GC nor Gloomy, either. So whose arm did you twist to get it like this? MICAH: Damn, was it that obvious? Also, ouch...   Establishing shot of the Clubhouse, which is now entirely free of moving boxes, sparkling, and designed. The walls are covered in bamboo slats with soft, warm-white LED lights in between some panels; a plant hangs from the rafters, as well as a peace lily by the stream setup and a giant monstera in the other corner; setups line the wall on floating shelves, with Princess Fight on one of the visible monitors; a sofa for hanging out and watching on the opposite side. MICAH: Welcome home, kiddo. And welcome to the Clubhouse! VIJAY's eyes sparkle as she marvels at the new venue. She admires one of the walls, which neatly displays various input devices: a Hori RAP4, an Obsidian, and two versions of the Hori Fighting Commander gamepads. VIJAY turns around while admiring the line of setups, a dubious expression on her face: Okay, 'fess up, Micah. I do not for *a single second* believe that you have an interior design bone in your body. And definitely not GC nor Gloomy, either. So whose arm did you twist to get it like this? MICAH: Damn, was it that obvious? Also, ouch...Establishing shot of the Clubhouse, which is now entirely free of moving boxes, sparkling, and designed. The walls are covered in bamboo slats with soft, warm-white LED lights in between some panels; a plant hangs from the rafters, as well as a peace lily by the stream setup and a giant monstera in the other corner; setups line the wall on floating shelves, with Princess Fight on one of the visible monitors; a sofa for hanging out and watching on the opposite side. MICAH: Welcome home, kiddo. And welcome to the Clubhouse! VIJAY's eyes sparkle as she marvels at the new venue. She admires one of the walls, which neatly displays various input devices: a Hori RAP4, an Obsidian, and two versions of the Hori Fighting Commander gamepads. VIJAY turns around while admiring the line of setups, a dubious expression on her face: Okay, 'fess up, Micah. I do not for *a single second* believe that you have an interior design bone in your body. And definitely not GC nor Gloomy, either. So whose arm did you twist to get it like this? MICAH: Damn, was it that obvious? Also, ouch...Establishing shot of the Clubhouse, which is now entirely free of moving boxes, sparkling, and designed. The walls are covered in bamboo slats with soft, warm-white LED lights in between some panels; a plant hangs from the rafters, as well as a peace lily by the stream setup and a giant monstera in the other corner; setups line the wall on floating shelves, with Princess Fight on one of the visible monitors; a sofa for hanging out and watching on the opposite side. MICAH: Welcome home, kiddo. And welcome to the Clubhouse! VIJAY's eyes sparkle as she marvels at the new venue. She admires one of the walls, which neatly displays various input devices: a Hori RAP4, an Obsidian, and two versions of the Hori Fighting Commander gamepads. VIJAY turns around while admiring the line of setups, a dubious expression on her face: Okay, 'fess up, Micah. I do not for *a single second* believe that you have an interior design bone in your body. And definitely not GC nor Gloomy, either. So whose arm did you twist to get it like this? MICAH: Damn, was it that obvious? Also, ouch...

Establishing shot of the Clubhouse, which is now entirely free of moving boxes, sparkling, and designed. The walls are covered in bamboo slats with soft, warm-white LED lights in between some panels; a plant hangs from the rafters, as well as a peace lily by the stream setup and a giant monstera in the other corner; setups line the wall on floating shelves, with Princess Fight on one of the visible monitors; a sofa for hanging out and watching on the opposite side. MICAH: Welcome home, kiddo. And welcome to the Clubhouse! VIJAY's eyes sparkle as she marvels at the new venue. She admires one of the walls, which neatly displays various input devices: a Hori RAP4, an Obsidian, and two versions of the Hori Fighting Commander gamepads. VIJAY turns around while admiring the line of setups, a dubious expression on her face: Okay, 'fess up, Micah. I do not for *a single second* believe that you have an interior design bone in your body. And definitely not GC nor Gloomy, either. So whose arm did you twist to get it like this? MICAH: Damn, was it that obvious? Also, ouch...

7: The Clubhouse
Posted on June 26, 2026 by 高

Sorry for the long wait! My life got incredibly busy, and designing the Clubhouse (my actual future dream design for the IRL Clubhouse!) turned out to be a bit of a momentum block, but a necessary visual establishment for the series. I've been sitting on a pile of finished scripts for the upcoming story, so I'm glad to finally have this done so I can continue. Thanks for reading!

One thought on “7: The Clubhouse”

  1. sasa

    this poor man keeps getting roasted LOL

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