AUDIENCE FOR: princess bubblegum

[saturations]

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w0, WEDNESDAY

[saturations]

[ Hello.

[ as she steps through the quartz arch, she will find herself standing in a traditional Japanese-style room - tatami mats on the floor, and sliding paper doors on every side. there are no windows, or even decorations on the walls. it's dim in here, lit only by low candles and shadows crawling out of every corner. it's very, very silent.

No one seems to be around?

Oh but there's a kotatsu in the middle of the room now. shit happens. ]

[experimint]

Ohhhh...




[ she's going to go check out the kotatsu ]

[saturations]

[ ... it is just a kotatsu! but an old one, not electric. like, REALLy old school, grate and coals style. It is warm though! After a moment a voice, seemingly from nowhere:]

Is this a custom I'm not aware of, to enter homes without forewarning? Everyone seems to be partial to it.

[experimint]

I knocked.

[ she was polite?

and then just went in anyway but. still. ]

w0, THURSDAY

[saturations]

[re: Hey! What's up? Care to chat?]

hey
whats up

[nailed it.]

[experimint]

Not much!
I see that we have our own rooms now?
Fancy

[saturations]

ya
u guys did
well good work is a stretch
u did work
so things improved
sick huh?

w0, SUNDAY

[saturations]

[it takes a while, but:]

yo
whats up

[experimint]

Is everything good on your end?
That was a lot happening

[saturations]

yeaaa
im rly tired after all that but im ok and so is riff

are u ok
i know things have been kinda messed up

w1, TUESDAY

[saturations]

[re: Are you mad?]

[read at: xx:xx]

[but that doesn't last long, maybe 15 minutes before she gets another reply.]

idk
not rly the best thing to log into
still deciding

[experimint]

My bad
I assumed they went to you guys about it before showing us
And I usually get into solving things
So I didn't really get why you wouldn't want to figure out what the note was
But you're not me

[saturations]

idk
some of u are better at talking to us
but a lot of u still dont think about us either
which ig is fine
i just
idk its dumb
but its fine
im not mad

[they're just kind of sad and wary, actually, but the best part about text is they don't have to admit it.]

w1, TUESDAY

[saturations]

I'd like that. You know how to find my archway?

[experimint]

I'll be there shortly!
I'll knock

[ and she will. to be polite. ]

[saturations]

[stepping through feels like stepping into a soothing landscape painting. the atmosphere goes grey, but rather than the monochrome of other areas, it's the mist of morning fog, still hanging low in the air. her feet touch down onto dirt and grass. she is standing in a quaint country garden. there are tall, dark green trees all around and rolling hills far away, but in the immediate vicinity is a flat, empty area with a few fenced in garden patches. the fenced in area in front of her looks to be a tidy herb and vegetable garden patch. there's a small shed towards the back of the garden, and gardening tools are scattered about.

in the distance she can see a pond and across the pond, far away, a small cottage with smoke billowing from the chimney. there are a few stone statues scattered about the garden, but after a moment, you notice that one of them in particular is waving.]

Hey, nice of you to come by.

w2, WEDNESDAY

[saturations]

Yes.

[ this text came back so quickly. ]

I am at the dojo, would you care to meet there, or somewhere else?

[experimint]

I can head over there now!
I'll hurry

[saturations]

[ if she heads there ... they are already in the dojo - more humanoid today, lacking the feathers or scales or horns or helmets from before. Still fairly featureless, hard to define the shape exactly, but there is a little hair ornament with purple flowers now on their head. assuming they have hair?

they're spinning a pole, going through motions carefully, but they'll stop when she shows up. ]

w3, TUESDAY

[saturations]

yea!
u wanna come by or meet somewhere

[experimint]

Pick wherever you'd most like to be right now!

[saturations]

oooookkkaaaaayyyy i pick
music store!
see u there?

w5, sunday

[rindude]

[unfortunately for you francy you get to sit through a bunch of exposition.

anyway so bubblegum enters the archway and she finds herself in what looks like a city. actually she ends up in what looks like the center of a city, a large tower looming over her, several stories high and windows on the side with a glowing 104 on it. there are people here, no faces and wearing almost weirdly bright, neon colors walking past her. there's a hint of music playing from somewhere, something upbeat that she can't quite identify, and there are shops along the sidewalk, two streets veering off to the north. there's signs and posters and art that're blurry to her eyes, and over the music she'll occasionally hear the sound of people speaking. their words are muffled, however.

there are crosswalks on the ground, greyish white in color and seemingly petering out in different directions. but as she peers at the tall towering building, signage blinking in and out, she'll see a staircase to the right. at the top of those stairs is a blue door.

she can explore the city if she wants, or she can head for that blue door.]

[experimint]

[ well.

she will spend a few minutes looking around the city, just because this is definitely a giant shock to the system of seeing what is definitely a human city?? wow.

but, it'll only be for a very short period, and she'll go to the door. ]

[rindude]

[yeah, it sure is buddy. welcome to shibuya. but when she goes to the door...

it's into an apartment. there are doors for a bedroom and a bathroom, though peering into the bedroom itself there seems to be a large kind of jungle theme going on there with some fake greenery, a little pond, a cat tree, food bowls, etc. there’s another room, but…the door is soot-sprite sized. there is no other door just yet which means this door remains closed. there’s also a door for a coat closet, a bathroom, and a laundry room. to the left of the door is the kitchen with standard appliances.

in the main room itself there’s a large blue pull-out couch that’s been piled with a few blankets and pillows, likely where riff slept last night. the walls are framed with vinyl records, posters of bands, games, and things he might like, and the wall directly across from the entrance by the window and his desk is a chalkboard wall. there are a few things written on it, mostly lyrics or little doodles, but she’ll see one drawing with a phrase scrawled next to it: it’s always the darkest under the lighthouse. close by, there's we see you and elsewhere there's a few ocean waves drawn in different chalk with the words: feeling, deep inside your ocean, searching for the air to breathe, fear is nothing but an illusion, lead your own way and believe it. elsewhere, there's what looks like the crosswalk from outside, five different sections, and the words: don't let your head get to your heart

there’s a tv hooked up with a projector and with his game systems, and extra seating in the form of a couch. there’s also the desk with his computer and a few little knickknacks on it, including the golden shiba, the green elk and the pink fox on a shelf above the desk right in eyesight. there aren’t as many clocks, but there are a few things on the wall as mentioned, including the marine clown portrait and a few artsy pieces. there are also a few sound panels on the wall, his blue electric guitar on a stand and propped in the corner.

riff, meanwhile, appears to be looking out the window with his hood still up and his mask still on. he does turn his head when he hears the door open though.]

...Bubblegum, hey. [this is...a little surprising, but he does not seem to mind.]