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« 001 ⇢ OVERFLOW.EXE »
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[WHAT THE HELL why is he surrounded by the Truly Reckless...
But Dotanuki seems to know what he's doing (???? possibly) and Kashuu will leave him to it, sliding up behind the donut beast when it starts to take off at surprisingly fast speeds for a pastry. It's a little harder to hack at like this, but he sure is trying. Fried bits of dough are flying off left and right, leaving a messy trail behind that would put any sloppy bakery to shame. It seems like the donut is starting to lose steam, too...! And a lot of jam.]
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He's hacking away at the thick layers of fried spongecake, running along the top to keep from falling to his death. It would really suck to have to explain to Haru why he was broken after all this. As they cut at it, he has to jump over divets and holes, his shoes getting caught up in the red jam mess that's oozing out of the wounds. Thankfully, the donut seems to be slowing down, and its screams are growing more languid as time passes.]
Almost!
[He drives his tachi deep into the creature's side again and then it begins to lean heavily in that direction. The circles it traces are gradually growing wider and the pace far less frenetic. In fact, Dotanuki is scrambling to maintain his footing as it teeters and then begins a slow crash to the ground.]
Shit! Move!
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[And he is indeed scrambling away as quickly as possible... The last thing he wants to do is be crushed by either falling donut, okay. At least he's able to back away in time to avoid any of the pieces of dough as they split off, but there sure is a whole lot of jam everywhere and he's definitely not happy about that. CANDY LAND HELL WAS ENOUGH SUGAR...
Soon enough, it's done crashing down in a pile of jam and sugar and sprinkles (one quite nearly clips his head as it sails by, but he manages to dodge before he can get a confection-induced concussion...) and Kashuu is rushing back to make sure Dotanuki is still in one piece too.]
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He hits something hard with a thump and feel his head swim, but then feels something warm and sticky splash on him. He opens an eye and is disgusted to learn that it's a bunch of jelly bleeding from a massive wound. His head is pounding and he rolls from his side onto his stomach, wincing as he does so.]
Kashuu! [His voice was a lot breathier than he meant it to be. Probably just the wind knocked out of him.] Are you dead?
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[SOUNDING SO INDIGNANT but it's nice of Dotanuki to check... No, Kashuu is more or less in good shape - definitely in the best shape out of the two of them. He's stepping his way through the sticky sludge of jam that the donut has left behind, shaking a few clinging sprinkles from his messy blade as he goes.]
You okay?
[He doesn't sound or look so good, honestly... Beaten by a falling pastry, what a world.
But he'll slog his way over, extending his free hand down to help Dotanuki up if he needs it.]
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Dotanuki pushes himself into a seated position against the pillar which had broken his fall and then looks up to see Kashuu extending a hand down. The tachi smiles a little ruefully at the question and takes the offered hand to pull himself to his feet. ]
Yeah, I'm good. Just a little sad that the battle's over already.
[and because this jelly is literally everywhere and he smells like strawberries. This is gross.
Dotanuki wipes a hand across his armor and shakes some clinging red jam off. ]
Could do without this sticky crap though.
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But he hefts Dotanuki up and then sets his opposite hand against his hip, looking generally Displeased™ with... everything. Just this entire situation. Pastries are rude?! Who would have thought that sugar can kill a person in so many different ways.]
There're better battles to have.
[He'd even take those nasty elves again over this?! Now he's going to have to take a bath and this is like the fifth bath he's had to take in the past 24 hours...]
Wash up soon or it'll just get stickier, and then you'll have to scrape it off your armor and stuff. Ugh— [Looking down at his POOR BOOTS.] What the hell kinda stupid game adds in bosses like that anyway?
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Dotanuki rolls his shoulders, ignoring the Displeased™ look on Kashuu's face because Kashuu is always displeased with something. Well, not always, but close enough. He glances around the ruined, jelly-infested hall and then checks his armor. It's well and thoroughly gunked up and that's pretty nasty.
Maybe if he killed something that bled real blood that would wash it off.]
Gotta get out of this stupid place first. You think the exit's that way?
[He jerks his head to a doorway that has appeared at the end of the hall.]
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AND DON'T WASH AWAY DONUT BLOOD WITH ACTUAL BLOOD good lord!! Then there would just be sticky real blood everywhere and that's going to get Dotanuki arrested.]
Huh? [He had been so preoccupied with the aftermath of their great donut battle that he hadn't even noticed the sudden door... But he follows Dotanuki's gesture, eyes it for a second, and then shrugs.]
Might as well find out, yeah? What's the worst that could happen? [They could run into two giant death donuts, maybe... BUT he's already tromping off in that direction.]
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AND GOD, KASHUU. You're so nitpicky. Blood sticky is better than jam sticky, ok??? And he doesn't care about being arrested, he'll just throw himself through the bars and demanifest to get out. /criminal mastermind]
...Don't say that.
[What if it's a bearclaw next? Or an eclair? It can always be worse.
Dotanuki moves for the door, swiping his blade clean in the crook of his arm. The door isn't too far and when he tests the gilt handle, it's definitely open.]
You ready to go?
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Also sticky is sticky no matter what it is, okay. All sticky is gross, even if Dotanuki wouldn't care about it since clearly he's a rough and tumble convict on the run from the law.]
It'll be fiiine.
[GOSH, he's just asking to have fate kick both of their asses... Maybe he's subconsciously aware of that, because he doesn't have anything else to say. When Dotanuki tries the handle, he readies his blade again in case they need to sail directly into battle.]
Let's go, let's go - before the stupid door disappears or something.
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He can't be tamed, not even by the law!!!]
If there's another goddamn pastry on the other side of this door, I'm letting it eat you.
[He pushes his shoulder against the door and forces the heavy thing to slowly open. He feels like he's pushing a boulder up hill, but hey, at least he got it there.
Of course, when he steps through to the other side?
It's just a street.
As in a Ceralia street and not a ViVID, freaky, death trap street. Looks like they've been glitched back out.]
What the hell?
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[SO RUDE, DOTANUKI. Don't just leave him to get eaten by a fried breakfast food... Use those rugged outlaw powers to save his dumb ass and then go punch the donut in the head instead or something, geez!!
He'll just... stand back and let Dotanuki open the door, though. He's so dang helpful, it's incredible.
Once he actually gets a look at what's on the other side, he'll step through with an exaggerated sigh of relief.]
So it was the exit! Lu-cky. [GOOD, now they can wash the jam... blood off before it starts to get funky.] Y'know, after today I never wanna see another dessert again.
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Once they're through, Dotanuki looks back to see if he can't go back into the dungeon, but there's no trace of it. How disappointing. Now he can't bathe in blood and has to go take a real water bath. Boring. Ugh.]
And here I gotta work with them every day.
[Time for revenge eating? Time for revenge eating.]
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But no okay he actually has a pretty sympathetic look on his face now... He can just avoid sweets for a week until he feels up to eating them again, but Donut sure isn't that lucky.]
I guess if they ever annoy you, you can just chuck a box out the window or something.
[And then say a gust of wind did it or something?! He may not have thought this through perfectly, but a frustration outlet is a frustration outlet okay.]
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Dotanuki sighs at the thought of just throwing everything out a window. He would consider it, but Jiroutachi got fired once and Dotanuki wasn't about to be the next sword to lose his job. Even if it was a shitty, pastry filled nightmare of a job.]
Maybe I'll just eat them. Feel like I'm defeating that thing all over again.
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Imagine being the runner-up to Jiroutachi in the job losing Olympics, though. That would be a great shame burden to carry... Haru would hand out an extra angry sticker for sure. But at the marginally more reasonable suggestion, Kashuu arches a brow.]
Yeah? D'you even like them?
[Has he even tried them yet?? A mystery.]
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Dotanuki doesn't aspire to Jiroutachi's great heights so yeah he is keeping his job kthx. ]
Eh.
[He shrugs. Some of them were too sweet but some of them were pretty good. Bscon maple syrup, for example. ]
I don't mind them as much as I thought I might. What about you?
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Their tastes are actually pretty well-aligned there, though. He shrugs and then waves a hand dismissively.]
Too sweet. [Western food!!] I can't believe there are some people who actually like eating that stuff for breakfast, y'know? But it's not too bad as a dessert.
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[The number of Cerealians headed for sugar crashes by afternoon; he could tell you horror stories. He's seen so many.... ]
Dessert ain't so bad though. Kind of like having zenzai or dango after your meal.
[He looks at his ruined clothes. ]
Might be avoiding the filled ones for awhile though.
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Yeah, no thanks. [WAVING HIS HAND. Plain donuts are about the amount of sweetness he can tolerate in one sitting anyway and if he ever had a hankering for filled donuts, it sure would be gone now.
But he takes a couple of steps down the sidewalk after that, pointing in the direction of the apartments.]
I'm gonna go wash this stuff off.
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Dotanuki shakes his arm, watching dollops of congealed jam drop to the street. Gross.]
Yeah, I guess I'll do the same. [It would be super shitty if this jam hardened and, idk, got him stuck like this.]
Just gonna do a sweep of the area first. See you back there?
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Mmmhm! Don't take too long.
[And with that, he'll turn to walk off, leaving Donut to his patrolling. Too bad they'll both probably be sidelined by more shenanigans before they have a chance to get back home?! KASHUU SURE WILL, AT LEAST. What a nerd.]