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( OPEN ) not giving a shit, the legacy
Who: brave ( ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
takuan ), wizard ( fxs ), priest ( grovel ), and you!
When: ic 12/28.
Where: shopping district.
What: phase one of the event put into a log because we're crazies and tl;dr.
Rating/Warning: rated r for rejet. will update if necessary.
( ᴀ. ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇ – "what are you looking around for? you can tell me." )
( ʙ. ᴡɪᴢᴀʀᴅ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇ – "#$@! #$@! #$@! aka the 'go back' one" )
( ᴄ. ᴘʀɪᴇsᴛ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇ – "you always did have a habit of looking for the things you can never find." )
( ᴅ. ʜᴀʀᴇᴍ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇ – frozen; a faithful retelling by the dotkare cast )
( note: for the harem option, there won't be any tag order! we'll be tagging it separately, but you can expect thread jacks and the like because what are dotkares if not for cockblocking each other … )
takuan ), wizard ( fxs ), priest ( grovel ), and you! When: ic 12/28.
Where: shopping district.
What: phase one of the event put into a log because we're crazies and tl;dr.
Rating/Warning: rated r for rejet. will update if necessary.
( ᴀ. ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇ – "what are you looking around for? you can tell me." )
[ rather than feeling any sort of vague curiosity towards the sound, brave associates the seemingly innocuous laughter and jingles to the signs of a pre-emptive enemy attack. christmas being a non-existent affair in their world, he finds the noises ringing in his ears more annoying than anything, and he'd sooner give up his pot-smashing dreams before he'd let an enemy take advantage of any of him and his party. …but really, he just wants to shank whatever it is then move on with his life and priorities— such as getting out of the god damn snow. capped strength and speed stats aside, it's still a pain to maneuver around in heavy armour, and it's a thought he never once fails to voice to his party whenever applicable.
that is, until he makes out the traces of her, and every other thought becomes obsolete. danger, what danger? just as he's about to go on a notome spiel about how dare she leave them to their own devices and not show up sooner and take responsibility for supposedly running off with thief, he stops in his tracks. ]
That's surprisingly thoughtful of you. [ to ask, he means. his pleasant disposition falters; he's conditioned to her curt answers of "ＸＸＸＸ！！" and "？！？！" (responses that often embodied reje(c)tion to his very being and the party’s), so her concern and lack of discretion justifiably feels like uncanny valley. taking a deliberate step towards the spectre, his eyes narrow. ]
If I were to ask you questions along the lines of the nickname you gave me [ his face briefly scrunches, ] and your three sizes… Surely you'd be able to answer, right? And the quest you were about to go with before all this happened.
[ even if she'd answer the first two correctly, if she didn't do the same for the last one (the only acceptable response is his), she's evidently some sort of sham. what do you mean he’s from the common route so he shouldn’t care?? details. trying to encroach even further into her personal bubble, he leans in and reaches for her collar to drag her closer. only for it to… not turn out to be the heroine at all. excuse her??? he had an urgent inquiry that needed answering?? ]
… Hah—? Who do we have here? [ this can go one of two ways: i. ) if you appear to be female, his sweeping gaze will linger at “key points”. since his mood has gone to the shitters (not that he'd have any other reaction to this close proximity regardless of his current temperament), he reacts appropriately so. ]
Your bust [ and/or underbust ] could use work. How disappointing. [ for someone who was reacting so strongly to her illusion … he gave her up surprisingly fast. and to test out his "theory," he endeavours to … grope … whoever it is that’s in front of him. if the heroine were an illusion then he deserves this much reprieve at least??? give a guy a break. ]
[ or ii. ) if you're male, he promptly proceeds to attempt to shove you into the snow, face scowling in disgust. because ew. cooties. he's already in the constant company of three… two losers, he doesn’t need one more?? that void is better off permanently there. ]
( ʙ. ᴡɪᴢᴀʀᴅ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇ – "#$@! #$@! #$@! aka the 'go back' one" )
[ for once, wizard would appreciate spending quality, individual time with the heroine. whether it was to scold her or be adulated by her so long as he was acknowledged by her than trekking through the snowstorm would be more satisfying in a (less than masochistic) way. but no, of course, he's cockblocked. he steals a glance to the rest of his party as they forge ahead in the blizzard— wizard lagging behind (though not by much) due to the onslaught of snow against his glasses and clothes, obscuring his vision making it hard for him to see let alone travel.
but it begs the question: why were they even continuing on this fallible quest? why wasn't wizard casting a spell in order to cease the mighty gusts of wind or melt the snow surrounding them?
answer: because he's a petty bitch.
he hears the whimpering of the the heroine beside his ear as she suddenly reneges on her initial suggestion that the trio band together in search of the origin of the ominous "ho-ho-ho" and bell ringing that they all agreed to have noticed. really? at this crucial juncture, she asks them to leave instead of asking him to impress them all with his abilities? does she really not want an appropriate climax to the pain she just made them suffer yet again? with a dirty look and a click of his tongue, wizard repeats what she had to say for all to hear. ]
"Go back?" After encouraging us to stay out in this cold... [ pauses dramatically. exhales dramatically. then yells, dramatically. ] How fickle can you be?! Always so irresponsible... Do you know how long I've waited to show off? [ with a throw of his hands, ] Ah, tch— Whatever. I don't care anymore. [ which is weird because they should??? these guys?? why are they so carefree??? ]
But I demand recompense. Offer your body heat to me and make up for your misdeeds or I can freeze you where you stand.
[ "sexual harassment"? what is that?? i don't know what you're talking about because this definitely isn't it?? ]
( ᴄ. ᴘʀɪᴇsᴛ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇ – "you always did have a habit of looking for the things you can never find." )
[ as priest meets with a vision of the heroine (and she delivers words or phrases, innocuously akin to the initial prompt starter), similar to his fellow party members, he isn’t met with the typical sentiments of distress, anguish, or apprehension. rather, he’s regarding the entire farce with some vague touch of irrational… exasperation.
he’s annoyed of her having the gall to have physically strayed from him, and her continued efforts in leading him (as the rest of the group, he guesses??) astray as a result. now, they’re reunited within a similar manner as they had been back on the home front, in the form of pixel to pixel, but yet, she seems more elusive than ever??? with the brush of winter tremors, the shudder of the cold attached to his outer skin and sinking into the interior of his bones and nerves. or, at least that’s what it inevitably feels like— he wonders if he’s even properly focusing in on all of this. well, all in all—
to say he’s miffed by this whole experience isn’t anything less of a severe understatement. regardless, he speaks, his arms raising to idly rub at the back of his head. ] —? You’ve suddenly got some backbone to talk back like that after making me [ oresama?? ] go through all this trouble. [ he shakes his head a bit. ]
Well, if you really want forgiveness... [ no one said that??? either way, there’s a pause, before his lips curve upwards… as he tries to subdue a shudder. it’s freezing alright??? ] Strip for me. After all, that might improve my mood, if you know what I mean...
Starting from the bott— [ except, the second, he looks back up...
what the fuck??? where did she go? ] ... [ he exhales deeply. ]
( ᴅ. ʜᴀʀᴇᴍ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇ – frozen; a faithful retelling by the dotkare cast )
[ despite being the notomes that they inexorably are, there are moments (far stretches and profound distances between, sure, but regardless—) in which they occasionally show some semblance of benevolence. of vague consideration and blah, blah, blah... monologue and meta here. but, basically, the point is, they’ve somehow involved themselves on some grand pursuit to show this vision some sign of compassion. perhaps, they’ve even, predictably, made some contest of it. ]
Obviously, you’re going to choose my robes, aren’t you? They’re warmed with more than just god’s touch. [ kills myself. there, that’s my dialogue contribution. ]
Warmed with more than just god’s touch… Who knows where he’s been and what he’s done with that robe? [ brothels. doing the do with it on. the works. ] Obviously you should go with my mantle instead. You’ll be filled by the thought of wearing a legendary hero’s garb alone.
Both of you... [ wizard looks at them both like??? how are we friends??? but i digress, he too is just bad. ] But in the end, religion and legend won't be enough to keep you warm. You should choose my cloak instead. Did you know? I've cast many enchantments on it. Warmth is not the only comfort it can provide.
[ as one would expect, this also involved... stripping themselves of their outer layers and handing it to her, in hopes that she would select a particular party member’s equipment over another’s...
kind of... like how if they weren’t all from the common route, she would have unavoidably plucked a single quest from the lot (thief isn’t an option, okok). would have bid and weighed her options and selected which grosso dude would basically go to the real world with her??? either way, it’s in the gesture of them removing their jackets and.. shoving it in the vision’s face, that it, of course, a fierce wind blows...
sending everything flying away and completely out of sight in the blizzard’s rage. ]
..............................
[ help. ]
( note: for the harem option, there won't be any tag order! we'll be tagging it separately, but you can expect thread jacks and the like because what are dotkares if not for cockblocking each other … )
d;
...Okay, no, she's not your protag at all, she's an entirely different otome protag, and she looks entirely unimpressed by this entire display. Then again, when you've been to the ice ages, you're not particularly impressed by a normal amount of snow.
(Though she really does hate the snow, hence why she's already bundled up.)]
No, I'm not interested. [none of these path choices appeal. And then that gust of wind blows them away, and she blinks vaguely.
Hm.]
You're in the way.
how did i delete that???
though, the other party in question makes no secret of her lack of sympathy or tenderness to the situation, priest doesn't quite swallow that down so easily. rather, once he does recover, he has separate ideas of how this should go. so— ] Sorry, but those words aren't allowed.
[ he's not actually sorry, and he's just going to ignore that last part. ] But, you've got some bad taste not to have picked mine immediately. [ forget that it was for her originally because she.... it's complicated okay. she's rude and warped them, blah blah. ]
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She crosses her arms in response to that, burrowing deeper into her fuzzy coat (it's so nice and warm) and stares at him for a long moment.]
... That's too bad. I already said them. [Don't tell her what to do!!!] You should get out of my way though.
[Like. Really. Move.]
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normally, this was cue for the other to fall to his feet. singing praises. groveling. the usual, and so he finds the fact that this isn't happening to be largely problematic. also, even if he did lower these standards... this was just blatantly rude as an opener to their cr, wasn't it!? ] ...
Pick and maybe I'll think about it. [ not that he has his outerwear, no. but, that's not the point!!! rather, by pick, he means something else. their bodies, for one. so instead of moving, he presses closer to her. enough where there's a slim space between, but within enough proximity where he could lean in to speak down to her. ] A pretty good deal, isn't it?
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[She tilts her head at him, arching an eyebrow starkly, even as he moves to invade her personal space (but if he gets any closer, she's seriously going to elbow him in the gut).]
Not really, no. I'm not into rude guys.
[So there.
That's her opinion, and she's sticking to it.]
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... despite her apparently rejection, priest quickly moves to rectify the situation. to save face. to weasel out a response. which, of course, comes in a questionable form. there's a glow of light from his hands as he stands directly in her path. unmoving, still. still projecting the same point. before, he reaches out and touches her cheek. or at least attempt to. ] Somehow, I don't think I heard you.
[ is he threatening you with a silence spell? yes...
... and i'm so so sorry. ]
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She grew up in the slums and on the streets, she has a lot of automatic reactions to guys who try to touch her.
So.
Sorry about that.]
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ugly asshat off???excuse you??? ] —! [ his eyes widen, if just for the initial shock to the blow, but soon, he recovers. both in spirit and in his intentions to Win This Protag Over. ] That's a dangerous hobby you have there.
[ he smiles, but it's more sardonic than it genuine. ] Should I consider myself special?
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[She sounds 150% the opposite of apologetic, for what it's worth.]
It's a reflex with pushy guys. [So back it up, mister, she's not afraid to try again (though without the element of surprise on her side, she may have more trouble this time).]
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Funny, considering I haven't done anything yet. [ yet being the keyword here. either way, he groggily points to the portion of the floor where his hat has fallen. fortunate or unfortunate, it's merely been covered in snow. miraculously sticking in place for the most part. with this, he turns back towards her. ] How about you pick that up and I can start educating in you in what "pushy" really is?
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[Instead of reaching for his hat, she reaches into her pocket, pulling out her communication device. With a yawn, her finger hovers over the on button for the broadcast.]
Or you can educate me, and we'll give everyone a show. There are some weird people here, though. I wonder how long it would take them to get here?
[She's already met people who can teleport, so she suspects--not long at all, if they saw her in any sort of distress.]
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[ forget the hat. he leans in closer. pressing a hand over hers that is now concealing her device. ] I didn't know you were so shameless. [ ... what is he doing??? the world will never know. but, honestly, at this point, he's expecting some sort of retaliation, and so his guard is up...
gently casts auto-ressurection on himself... ]
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there's what feels like a minute gap when wizard notices this Other Woman who looks warm; bundled up in all her fabrics and coats. even after witnessing their plight, her intention is to simply ignore them? ]
After seeing what you saw, that's all you have to say?!
[ at least act surprised, you black-hearted girl. ]
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But she pauses at that.
And then grins, and it's not a very nice smile.]
Yep, sounds about right to me.
[she sure is a black-hearted girl.]
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[ that black-hearted grin. yes, he's realized it now. she must be one of the dark lord's succubi!!! that's the only explanation for such an ill-mannered response (both initial and subsequent) so wizard doesn't hesitate when he takes upon a fighting stance. he's not going to feel bad for attacking a woman as her soul has obviously been tainted by the darkness!!! be the otome protag, we know you can be. ]
Prepare yourself.
[ is he going to... yes... he's going to make her suffer the same embarrassment as the three of them had. why is this my tags, what is this. i quit. ]
Winds, howl for me.
[ and a mighty wind blow with a force that can either push her off balance or removes a piece of her clothing??!?!?!?!?! ]
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She ends up clutching her clothing tight, so she avoids that fate, but it knocks her off her feet a few moments later, so she takes a tumble into the snow.
... ... ... The face she gives him a moment later is terribly unimpressed.]
You're a dick.
[oh.]
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[ call him whatever you want?? it's not like she's the otome protag, he wants anyway. she's just the replacement who curses a lot for some reason. although wizard is less irritated by this fact and is visibly amused that while he didn't knock out her attitude, he seemed to have knock that mocking smirk of her smug
prettylittle face.still, a joke is a joke and while he did seriously humor the idea that she could be the spawn of satan; he is a man of valiance. sort of. at times. after he finishes laughing internally, he offers out his hand. ]
Should I try again? [ his words not matching his intentions and not really caring about that either way. ]
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She stands up without the use of his hand, brushing snow off of herself, and offers up the simple--]
Nah. I'm not interested.
[A moment later, she shakes her head, and adds--]
Did you need something? Or are you just standing around for the fun of it? [Because she wouldn't put either past him, and also harassing young women........]
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but he pushed her with wind so he's not really offended, merely retracting his hand the moment she chooses to ignore it. if she doesn't want his help, fine. he'll remind himself never to give it to her. ]
I need my clothes back obviously. You know how much it's worth after all my enchantments? Something like that can't be bought. [ smug smirk goes here. ]
You'll help, won't you?
[ see what he does if she says no. just try it...
while wizard won't offer any of his assistance, he doesn't expect that in return. as she so neatly deduced, this falls under the umbrella of "harassing young woman" and as wizard notices, there's a young woman right in front of him. ]
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Help..............
She arches an eyebrow in return, slowly crossing her arms.]
You lost your clothing through your own incompetence and you want me to help? Are you that worried that you can't get it done by yourself?
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It's not that I can't get it done, it's because you owe me. Help or I'll give you incentive to.
[ how did he get to this conclusion? why is he threatening her? would it surprise her to know that that's basically how he treats his own otome protag???? but really if she doesn't tag along, he'll send her skirt off into the wind because he's... what's she labeled "a dick". ]
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Playing hard to get, are we. [ eyeing her indifference with a degree of disdain, he closes whatever distance there is between them and makes to grab her wrist. ]
But there's a limit to that, don't you think? [ ??? it's barely been a minute?? not even?? ] If you think you'll be let off especially after what you've said and done, you're sorely mistaken. Take responsibility.
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But the moment he makes contact with her wrist, she's sending a punch towards his face--it's an instantaneous, automatic reaction, so like...
Good luck with that.]
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still, he is battle-honed, so while she does manage to catch him somewhat off-guard— her fist is stopped just a centimetre away from his face, his grip on her wrist tight. for a moment, he actually looks serious. ]
You're a few years too soon to one-up a hero, don't you think?
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She huffs as he stops her fist, and then she shrugs at him, offering up the immediate and unapologetic--]
Sorry. It's an automatic reaction to guys who don't recognize personal space.