[It's familiar--so familiar that he finds himself automatically reaching for his hip, only to falter, as he's done so often since arriving, when he finds his blade missing.
Right... right. It was gone--when? Before the white room? Ah, not important. And anyway,
"I'm passing these words on to you. Don't fight so recklessly."
...He'll be careful.
To the creature--he shakes his head.]
I remember mine, but I don't know yours. I can give you a new one if you want, though.
[Vax has a knife, which means he might be getting ready to attack.
Yasusada is over there, talking to the creature while standing way too close.
And Damien is the one who drags Atsushi out of his own fearful thoughts, forcing him to pay attention rather than get lost in the panic induced by those all too familiar roars.]
I-I don't think we should. We shouldn't be here.
[He says that quietly to Damien while holding onto Charles and trying to comfort him. Then he glances back in the direction of where they had come from. Is the door still there?]
[the door is still there, so they can leave if they want to.
the monster looks at all of them. first at the knife, and vax. nervous. there's a nervous feeling in the air. but then yasusada speaks, and it looks at him, twitching violently.]
Okay.
[it says, in that same whispering voice. it moves a little closer. holds out a dripping hand, cold and dead. will you take it?
will you give this feeling a name? will you give it validation? will you care for it, this day it was born?
you don't have to. you could tear it apart, instead. it scares you, this disturbance. you could destroy it, or run away, or give it what it wants, or something else entirely.]
[ ...okay. well. he dislikes that hand. a lot. vax frowns at it, but slowly, as that nervous feeling radiates through the air, he shifts, and carefully puts the knife on his belt.
...it's not like he can't just throw it, it if something goes horribly wrong. he glances briefly over the other three, and though he doesn't untense, he's not actively threatening it right now. at least. ]
... No one's baking anything if they don't have the hands to do it. [ stay over there. ]
[ hm, okay, hate all of that, but he's still not the one dealing with mr. blob. he watches it warily, but the hand and the question - he's thinking those are someone else's problem.
so, still to atsushi: ]
What, you want to just go back?
[ to that void? because that sucks. he doesn't want to do that. ]
The nervous energy in the air makes him shiver, and he definitely doesn't like that hand--despite the patience he's showing, it's still his first instinct to fight, and he isn't so naive as to just go skipping off hand-in-hand with any monster creature he meets. But he's not faking here, either; if this monster is conversing with him like this, then it's already step above the sorts of enemies he normally deals with.
So, a compromise.
Yasusada wears a white scarf--a match, a mirror to someone else's. He unwinds it from his neck now, and wraps it around Blob-san's nasty dead hand. Keep those gross drippy bones(?) warm.]
Alright then! You can be Kagemaru for now. [Look no one ever said he was good at names] Why do you want a cake?
[Well, when Damien says it like that, obviously they can't turn back! Atsushi will just have to swallow his fears and try to keep going forward. Even if 'forward' is terrifying.
Yasusada can use the scarf to hand-hold, and Atsushi will shakily shift Charles to be held by one hand as he frees up a hand to tug on Damien's sleeve. Let's get busy, friendo!]
I-it must be a birthday! So that's why they want a cake, maybe?
[the creature - the emotion, exhales slowly, and lets yasusada wrap its hand.
just as slowly, it turns its hand over, looking at the palm. it closes its fingers into a fist, gently petting the scarf. the dripping stops. kagemaru. it can be that. the nervous energy fades. they exist, they exist, they exist. they have an identity. that's important.]
That is what is done. [it says, in that same soft voice.] I exist now, and so...
[it wants a cake.
on the far wall, a notecard falls down to the floor.]
this thing has a name. vax glances back at yams but this behavior does not seem to bother him at all, or really surprise him... and then the thing is talking and less nervous and
i guess we're doing this! ok. ]
... I'm not exactly good at baking. Maybe we can figure something out. [ but, he nods to their little creature, and takes a step back away from it. this is fucking weird, so he's going to take this moment to go look at the notecard that fell on the floor and the wall of notecards it came from. ]
[ vax can check out that notecard - damien is already a decent cook, though. and he knows the basics of what goes into cake.
so he'll start rummaging around the fridge and cupboards to pull out ingredients. and mixing bowls and measuring cups... whatever he stumbles on that's useful, since he doesn't know how this place is organized or where anything is until he finds it. ]
[He will let the others read the note cards. For now, he's trying to nudge Charles up onto his shoulder so he can go over and look for ingredients in the fridge. Or who knows maybe there's a whole cake already made. That would be really convenient.
preheat to 75 degrees add: flowers ping pong balls salt cheese sauce (cut into pieces) put it in the microwave for 45 minutes
so like, maybe it's a good idea that damien knows what goes into a cake? he can find all the mixing bowls and stuff, but all he can find are normal cake baking ingredients, oh no...
the blob named kagemaru nods... slowly. it takes yasusada's advice to heart, and again, yasusada feels like he knows who this is, maybe. it's so hard to tell, anymore. it's a wonder any of you know each other at all. regardless, though, the creature starts to try and fix itself. the limbs stop rotating, the parts stay in place.
charles seems on edge, but he is not losing his little cat mind anymore, at least.]
[ luckily damien hasn't even seen the list so he's getting out all our normal baking ingredients. yay. ]
Sugar, milk, eggs, flour...
[ baking powder, butter, vanilla extract, oil...
this would be more fun with rose around. does he even remember rose right now? where would he even know her from, since he'd been in that void his whole life? ... well. guess it's not fun, after all. ]
[ok, but kagemaru is happy to do these stretches, actually? they seem less and less like a monster, as yams reaches out to them, trying to connect. it carefully follows along with yams, doing radio stretches. and it won't even knock yams over. promise.
the other three dinguses start baking! there's no real cookbook, and the notecards on the wall are like... just as useless with directions. one of them has a shoe as an ingredient, so.
for the sake of not making you guys write me a 40 tag thread on baking a cake, just tell me what you put in the cake and how you make it, and if you try to follow the instructions on the notecard or freestyle.
you can't find any of the notecard instructions in the kitchen itself, but you can find all the usual ingredients you might need, plus a bunch of fruit and icings.]
vax gives up on the notecards! reading is stupid. he will instead follow Damian’s lead since he seems to know what he’s doing!! and fetch ingredients for him. he’s also plucking out a blue icing for the marines tm and probably for vex.
otherwise he’s just here to follow directions, though he gives yams a playful ruffle of his hair when he passes by. there’s a little bit of flour on his hands. it is fine. ]
[ by the time it's my turn i keep forgetting about talking to people but luckily damien is so fucking rude that it isn't a stretch for him to. just ignore people while he focuses on cooking. you do your stretches yams, that's fine.
damien is trying to bake a very simple and ordinary vanilla cake! he normally knows how to do this and will accept any help. buuuut thanks to his cooking skills fading in and out with the weekly effect... instead of being a fussy bitch if someone tries to add something weird, he'll just let them.
so we have a solid foundation + whatever the rest of you do to it. ]
Atsushi lets those two handle the baking part. He can at least cut fruit up to decorate the top of the cake with. That's what you put on cake right? Cut up strawberries and stuff?
Are there any candles in this place because a birthday cake needs candles too.]
[the final result is... a decent cake! with blue icing, and cute cut up fruits on top. they're like, not perfectly cut, and the cake is a little lopsided and looks like it might slide to its doom, and sometimes the icing is white in places where it didn't get mixed all the way, but it's cute and homemade and nice. it is probably the thought that counts.
atsushi can find some candles, sure. how many does he want to put on there?
and are you presenting this cake to kagemaru? how? with a dance number? i hope it's a dance number.]
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Right... right. It was gone--when? Before the white room? Ah, not important. And anyway,
"I'm passing these words on to you. Don't fight so recklessly."
...He'll be careful.
To the creature--he shakes his head.]
I remember mine, but I don't know yours. I can give you a new one if you want, though.
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Yasusada is over there, talking to the creature while standing way too close.
And Damien is the one who drags Atsushi out of his own fearful thoughts, forcing him to pay attention rather than get lost in the panic induced by those all too familiar roars.]
I-I don't think we should. We shouldn't be here.
[He says that quietly to Damien while holding onto Charles and trying to comfort him. Then he glances back in the direction of where they had come from. Is the door still there?]
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the monster looks at all of them. first at the knife, and vax. nervous. there's a nervous feeling in the air. but then yasusada speaks, and it looks at him, twitching violently.]
Okay.
[it says, in that same whispering voice. it moves a little closer. holds out a dripping hand, cold and dead. will you take it?
will you give this feeling a name? will you give it validation? will you care for it, this day it was born?
you don't have to. you could tear it apart, instead. it scares you, this disturbance. you could destroy it, or run away, or give it what it wants, or something else entirely.]
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...it's not like he can't just throw it, it if something goes horribly wrong. he glances briefly over the other three, and though he doesn't untense, he's not actively threatening it right now. at least. ]
... No one's baking anything if they don't have the hands to do it. [ stay over there. ]
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so, still to atsushi: ]
What, you want to just go back?
[ to that void? because that sucks. he doesn't want to do that. ]
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The nervous energy in the air makes him shiver, and he definitely doesn't like that hand--despite the patience he's showing, it's still his first instinct to fight, and he isn't so naive as to just go skipping off hand-in-hand with any monster creature he meets. But he's not faking here, either; if this monster is conversing with him like this, then it's already step above the sorts of enemies he normally deals with.
So, a compromise.
Yasusada wears a white scarf--a match, a mirror to someone else's. He unwinds it from his neck now, and wraps it around Blob-san's nasty dead hand. Keep those gross drippy bones(?) warm.]
Alright then! You can be Kagemaru for now. [Look no one ever said he was good at names] Why do you want a cake?
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Yasusada can use the scarf to hand-hold, and Atsushi will shakily shift Charles to be held by one hand as he frees up a hand to tug on Damien's sleeve. Let's get busy, friendo!]
I-it must be a birthday! So that's why they want a cake, maybe?
[Please say yes.]
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just as slowly, it turns its hand over, looking at the palm. it closes its fingers into a fist, gently petting the scarf. the dripping stops. kagemaru. it can be that. the nervous energy fades. they exist, they exist, they exist. they have an identity. that's important.]
That is what is done. [it says, in that same soft voice.] I exist now, and so...
[it wants a cake.
on the far wall, a notecard falls down to the floor.]
That... will help.
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this thing has a name. vax glances back at yams but this behavior does not seem to bother him at all, or really surprise him... and then the thing is talking and less nervous and
i guess we're doing this! ok. ]
... I'm not exactly good at baking. Maybe we can figure something out. [ but, he nods to their little creature, and takes a step back away from it. this is fucking weird, so he's going to take this moment to go look at the notecard that fell on the floor and the wall of notecards it came from. ]
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so he'll start rummaging around the fridge and cupboards to pull out ingredients. and mixing bowls and measuring cups... whatever he stumbles on that's useful, since he doesn't know how this place is organized or where anything is until he finds it. ]
It's not hard, it's just a hassle.
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Anyway, to the blob now named Kagemaru--]
It's a little weird to have a body, right? But it's okay, you'll get used to it. And they're convenient in some ways.
[Man he's just running into all sorts of beings that don't know how bodies work. What a relatable murdergame. He looks over at the others!!]
Do you need help?
[He doesn't know a damn thing about baking]
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[He will let the others read the note cards. For now, he's trying to nudge Charles up onto his shoulder so he can go over and look for ingredients in the fridge. Or who knows maybe there's a whole cake already made. That would be really convenient.
Btw is Charles still angy about all of this?]
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preheat to 75 degrees
add:
flowers
ping pong balls
salt
cheese
sauce (cut into pieces)
put it in the microwave for 45 minutes
so like, maybe it's a good idea that damien knows what goes into a cake? he can find all the mixing bowls and stuff, but all he can find are normal cake baking ingredients, oh no...
the blob named kagemaru nods... slowly. it takes yasusada's advice to heart, and again, yasusada feels like he knows who this is, maybe. it's so hard to tell, anymore. it's a wonder any of you know each other at all. regardless, though, the creature starts to try and fix itself. the limbs stop rotating, the parts stay in place.
charles seems on edge, but he is not losing his little cat mind anymore, at least.]
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...Don't think any of this actually goes into a cake, kid.
[ kid! it's a kid now. vax has absolutely no idea what a ping pong ball is, either, let alone the idea of cutting the sauce?? ] 's... sugar. Eggs?
[ wow. useless.
is there anything on the rest of the notecards up on the wall? ]
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Sugar, milk, eggs, flour...
[ baking powder, butter, vanilla extract, oil...
this would be more fun with rose around. does he even remember rose right now? where would he even know her from, since he'd been in that void his whole life? ... well. guess it's not fun, after all. ]
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But if they don't need help then I guess he's just gonna stay over here entertaining Kagemaru]
Do you want to practice? We can do some stretches.
[They're gonna do radio exercises if he's not stopped]
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If we want to get creative, we could probably cut fruit up and stack it like a cake. Or...
[WAIT
IS THERE A REAL COOKBOOK IN HERE? Because you gotta do the cooking by the book.]
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the other three dinguses start baking! there's no real cookbook, and the notecards on the wall are like... just as useless with directions. one of them has a shoe as an ingredient, so.
for the sake of not making you guys write me a 40 tag thread on baking a cake, just tell me what you put in the cake and how you make it, and if you try to follow the instructions on the notecard or freestyle.
you can't find any of the notecard instructions in the kitchen itself, but you can find all the usual ingredients you might need, plus a bunch of fruit and icings.]
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vax gives up on the notecards! reading is stupid. he will instead follow Damian’s lead since he seems to know what he’s doing!! and fetch ingredients for him. he’s also plucking out a blue icing for the marines tm and probably for vex.
otherwise he’s just here to follow directions, though he gives yams a playful ruffle of his hair when he passes by. there’s a little bit of flour on his hands. it is fine. ]
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damien is trying to bake a very simple and ordinary vanilla cake! he normally knows how to do this and will accept any help. buuuut thanks to his cooking skills fading in and out with the weekly effect... instead of being a fussy bitch if someone tries to add something weird, he'll just let them.
so we have a solid foundation + whatever the rest of you do to it. ]
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Atsushi lets those two handle the baking part. He can at least cut fruit up to decorate the top of the cake with. That's what you put on cake right? Cut up strawberries and stuff?
Are there any candles in this place because a birthday cake needs candles too.]
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atsushi can find some candles, sure. how many does he want to put on there?
and are you presenting this cake to kagemaru? how? with a dance number? i hope it's a dance number.]
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Happy birthday, ‘Maru. Gotta make a wish, yeah?
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