[open] And as you know I have a gigantic heart

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Who: Rise Kujikawa and OPEN!
When: 7/19-7/23 (IC) aka event-time!
Where: Various prompts
What: It started with a goat. Then it all just went downhill from there. AKA Rise Kujikawa and the mysterious memories event.
Rating/Warning: N/A for now, will update if needed



[It started with a goat. Honestly, at first she thought that she'd dreamed it, that maybe it was just an extension of the white feathers she saw in her dreams recently but no. She wakes up and there sure is a wispy little goat at the foot of her bed. She stares…and the goat bleats flatly at her. It's a sad-looking thing, but as she tries to get closer it seems to disappear immediately.

Wow. That's weird.]

A.) is for Academy

[It's a normal school day. With everyone back from the dead and her worries a little more at ease, she can concentrate a little easier. It's quiet in the Study Hall period of the day and she's working on some homework when she spots the goat out of the corner of her eye…approaching a wastebasket. She hasn't realized it can't change much of the world around them, but she'll get that memo as soon as she gets up and stealthily tries to approach the animal.

Of course, the goat suddenly moves and it startles her and her arms suddenly pinwheel as she yells, trying to balance on her high heels so she doesn't bite the dust. Are you going to catch her? Let her fall? Fall with her? Sorry about all of that.]

B.) is for Bad Places Rise Shouldn't Wander

[This goat is seriously way more trouble than it's worth. She's not sure where it came from or why it's in such poor condition, but she's taken to following it around the colony to make sure it doesn't get too far out of her sight. It's for that reason she doesn't even realize she winds up right in the middle of the Pleasure District. The goat's paused, and if it's possible it gives her a knowing look despite its lack of real expression.

(Is it possible that this goat knows about her dungeon?)

She ends up in a staring contest with the goat, narrowing her eyes when she realizes she's standing in front of a love hotel.]

Don't even think about it. [She sure was talking to the goat, but it's not that hard to overhear her.]

C.) is for Cafe

[Everything is exhausting. She's sprawled over a chair almost ungracefully and that goat hovers around near her feet, but at least its not moving. On occasion, she'll be writing neat lines in a notebook and sipping her tea, though she frowning in concentration. There's an extra chair at her table though. Feel free to ask if you can join her or even be nosy about what she's doing, she won't mind.

On the other hand, if you're a friend or even someone she recognizes, she'll look up and smile brightly before pushing the chair out with her foot.]

Hey, over here!

D.) is for Dancing Games

[Sometimes Rise likes to play games. Sometimes Rise likes to use the game station to practice and when she gets bored of dancing in her room this is the next best thing. However, she's found at the game center today in front of one of the dancing games, and as she watches the colorful arrows fall across the screen she's continually missing and whines in frustration.]

Ugh, come on! This should be really easy! [And it would be…if she actually remembered how to dance. It's like all memories and coordination have left her and she's left trying really hard to fix that. Help her? Challenge her? Question her?]

E.) is for Everything Else!

[If you want to run into her while she's out shopping, at work as a model/karaoke star/tofu connoisseur, or if housemates want to do apartment shenanigans here you go!]

[ooc: ALSO if you have a preference on your type of memory please let me know! Otherwise I will be randomizing. Thank you!]

Comments

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[It's pretty solid advice and she would thank them if a.) she wasn't having trouble even remembering how to move to music and b.) her goat didn't require so much attention. She leans back for a moment, pausing to smile at them before she gestures to the accompanying dance pad.]

Sounds like you know a thing or two about how this works. Think you could show me?

[trueend]

[Yeah. They know a thing or two about hopping and twirling in the right direction. T e c h n i c a l l y.]

Mm, sure. [Like they'd turn down a chance to help someone out.] We can play together. Maybe that'll help you beat the game, too?

[The power of friendship and all that.]

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I think so! We just have to get through one song together. [She doesn't mind having a dance partner but she's also going to be very, very embarrassed if they really show her up. She's bringing up the song list then, not at all paying attention to the goat making its way closer to Frisk.] Do you think we should do a fast song, or a little bit of a slower one?

[trueend]

[They tilt their head, as if giving that question some serious thought, before they nod. Whatever they've decided, they look pretty determined about it.]

We should do... a fast song. Slow's too boring.

[LIVE FAST. DIE YOUNG. Don't get stabbed by pointy, sharp, arrow-like things.

Good news for Rise's pride: Maybe they won't show her up if that goat continues to be unsupervised.

Maybe.]

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[That goat is definitely unsupervised and honestly if Frisk doesn't join her up on the platform soon they're going to find themselves sort of merging with a goat. Not that Frisk is any stranger to dealing with goats but uh, maybe this goat isn't the best goat.]

I think I can agree with that. [She leans forward, flipping through songs to come up with a pretty fast one and wrongfully assuming her goat is behaving itself.] We'll play on a normal setting too just to be safe.

[trueend]

[They're joining her on the platform in a second, but that probably won't dissuade the goat from doing what it wants. Unless said goat is scared of DDR knock-off game machines? DDR knock-offs sound like a scary thing.]

Sounds good. [Normal is for weenies...!! But they won't say that.] You can pick the song, too, if you wanna. 'S fine as long as it's fast.

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[This child is adorable. Why does this happen. She settles on a song with a pretty fast beat and the arrows in the preview seem to be moving at a decent pace. With the song selected she moves back to her position on the dance pad and grins.]

This should be fast enough! I hope you're ready!

[Granted, the goat realizes that Rise's suddenly crowding its space, too, and decides the most ideal movement is to graze right against Frisk's side before hopping away from the platform. Rise doesn't realize it at first, but they'll find themselves seeing a brief flash of a memory shortly after.

It's a living room and seven teenagers and one young girl, maybe about 7 years of age, are all sitting on the floor around a table. In front of them there are several plates of omelettes and Rise leans forward with a wide smile.

"Bon appetit!"

It becomes clear that the results are from a contest the kids have set up amongst themselves...and it also quickly becomes clear that Rise's omelette is a disaster and way too spicy, Yukiko's is too bland, and Chie's...

"Wow, this tastes awful!" the blond boy with a white dress shirt says almost cheerfully, nudging the plate to the boy with headphones. "You have to try this, Yosuke."

"Dude, not after you say that..." But he tries a bite of it anyway. The general consensus is that it's absolutely awful. While the little girl claims that it tastes fine, the girl with long dark hair reaches forward to test Chie's omelette herself.

"Oh yeah, they're right...they're totally right! It tastes awful!" Yukiko can't get through the conversation without bursting into giggles. Chie, mildly affronted, glares at her best friend.

"Then try Rise-chan's I bet you anything mine tastes better than hers!"

Yukiko manages to stop giggling long enough to taste a bite of Rise's omelette...only to choke and become so overwhelmed by the spices she faints.

"S-senpai!?" For a brief moment, Rise looks horrified and Kanji looks a little impressed.

"Sure enough… One strike."

There's a nervous laugh from Yosuke. "Well, Yukiko and Chie's didn't taste good either… But at least theirs didn't cause any casualties… Haha…"

Rise, on the other hand, is more frustrated now than worried about Yukiko. "I-It's a taste too subtle for kids! It's a mature flavor! You guys are just kids… I, I…" She sniffs, and immediately bursts into tears. Nanako, taking pity on her tentatively takes a bite. Even if she cringes, she still smiles up at Rise.

"It's spicy, but it's still good."

The tears immediately stop. "Nanako-chan…! I knew it! Nanako-chan's the most mature person in this room!"

"C-Crocodile tears!?" Chie looks outraged and Rise simply shrugs, far too pleased with herself. The rest of the memory plays out until Nanako finds herself scarfing down the omelette Yu's made, and then it fades to black.

Don't worry, Frisk. Rise probably won't be so overdramatic if she loses. Probably.]

[trueend]

[Wow. World's most impolite goat. Toriel would be hecking scandalized.

Getting a brief flash of a memory before playing a game is disorientating enough, but they're more confused by the contents than by the fact they're seeing it at all. When it ends, they stare dumbly at the dancing game, and then—]

... Why make eggs spicy?

[THAT SEEMS ILLEGAL. And dangerous, considering someone passed out after taking a bite.

They should, uh. Check how Rise is doing, though. If she has vertigo/nausea, upchucking over the game machine might not be the best of ideas.]

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[Luckily she's only dizzy! And this nice console is doing a great job propping her up as she digs the heel of her hand into her forehead. It's only when Frisk asks that question that she looks up, frowning suddenly.]

Why not? Eggs are pretty bland on their own if you don't take care of them! [Frisk are you really judging her cooking when you've never had it. How rude :c] ...where'd that question come from?