Your table manners are a cryin' shame (Open Log)

[sos_pilot]

Who: Della Duck & You
Status: Open
Where: Mountainsides and Bread Island
What: Quest Shenanigans!
Warnings: N/A, will update if needed.



Peak Content

[ Being socially starved, Della has absolutely no problem suddenly having a partner forcibly stuck by her side. In fact, the minute she hears about prizes for climbing a mountain? She doesn't even wait for her new sidekick to agree or otherwise before she's already making a run for it, expecting them to follow. ]

Oh, this is going to be GREAT! I bet it has a bunch of dangerous spikes and spooky caves too! C'mon, what're we waiting for? I bet we can make it to the top first!

Bread Island

[ Okay you bastards knew I had to hit this up.

Della is here, and she's sitting on top of a bread house, having lunch. By eating the house. She's ripped off a good chunk, and judging by the weird look in her eyes, this isn't Della's usual brand of insanity - this is her hypnotized! Probably just needs a good smack upside the head. Or a glass of milk.

She can feel you staring at her. She eats while she talks, crumbs spraying as she speaks. ]

... I'm gunna need you not to judge me right now. Also, try the chimney, majorly yummy.

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Peak content

[withermarked]

Bait 'n flesh, hang on there—

[ While he wasn't happy about being stuck with anyone, Della was at least someone he was almost looking forward to catching up with. And then they heard the word 'prizes'.

He scrambles to catch up, but he's not sure about agreeing to climb a mountain without even being asked. That seems like a lot, and she might or might not be noticing that he seems a bit more tired than usual. ]

[sos_pilot]

[ At first she doesn't, because she's way too excited!!! She only stops when they're at the base of the mountain, looking up with shoujou sparkles in her eyes. ]

Would you look at that baby? I can't even see the top from here!

[withermarked]

It... certainly is a very tall mountain.

[ He should really try to muster some enthusiasm. He usually can, it's part of the image he likes to project.

If nothing else this could be a distraction, and an excuse to practice his magic and everything else more. He manages a smile. ]

Guess you got your heart set on this, huh?

[sos_pilot]

Of course! This sort of thing is my bread and butter back home! I planned on climbing Mount Neverest, but my family already did... also, turns out it's kind of impossible.

[ Big shrug. Oh well! ]

[withermarked]

...It's impossible but they did it? Or they tried and gave up? Doesn't seem like you to take someone's word for impossible.

[ A sort of weak attempt at teasing, but he's trying to be himself at least. ]

Peak Content

[velocityraptor]

[ The last time they met, Hawks had beautiful huge wings on his back and today he doesn't. He has awkward, misshapen wing bones poking out of his shirt, but that's the best he can do. He's also gained a fairly sizeable facial scar. There will be no cheating climbing this mountain. ]

I'm not planning on doing anything else for the next twenty-four hours I guess!

[sos_pilot]

[ It's a sign of how ADVENTURE-HUNGRY she is that she doesn't notice how radically changed he is right now. Eyes are straight ahead at first... ]

That's right! We'll be survivalists, living off the land, just you and me and...

[ She turns to look at him and makes a strangled noise in her throat. ]

And the wind at our OHMYGUSHFHFUGH- WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU.

[velocityraptor]

Living off the land huh... [ Hawks has been nodding along a little bit, because that sounds fine, but he's not entirely sure he knows how to do that when she reacts and he offers a comforting smile? ]

Ah, I'm okay. I went home for a little bit. [ Because this is what matters: ]

They're growing back.

[sos_pilot]

I. It. You. Them.

... Am I allowed to hug you?

[ She's been trying to control impulses when it comes to other people's personal spaces! ]

mostro lounge wildcard i do what i want

[octoblot]

Della-san, I'd like your opinion on a few things.

[Azul calls out to her during a shift at the Lounge: its a quiet enough period that they are not too busy and can therefore take the time to talk. He's writing something on a clipboard, clearly in full on business mode. He's staring at the stage that the Mostro Lounge has in order to allow any entertainers to do performances and the like as Azul points upward above the stage with his pen.]

Halloween will be approaching soon according to my calendar, and I think it would be best to find suitable decorations for the Lounge to prepare. What do you think would be good to put around the stage here? A simple arrangement of orange and black banners? ... Ah, speaking of the stage itself, we should consider arranging an event as well to schedule: perhaps a costume contest to see who can come up with the best outfit to show off to a crowd?

[sos_pilot]

Halloween! HECK YEAH!

[ It's one of her favorite holidays! ... To scare the living daylights out of small children. But she clenches, and reins it in. Azul would probably not approve of such an idea, seeing as he wants cash and not to pay for therapy sessions. Throat-clear. ]

I mean, uh, yes, excellent ideas all around. But why limit it there? You could have some of the staff dress up too - we could do a collective theme centered around the Lounge. Like, you're a vampire and we're your turned thralls, or a demon and we're your enslaved servants.

[ somewhere, the leech twins are laughing hysterically. ]

Not to mention, limited-time meals and drinks! That time of year, people in my world go NUTS for anything pumpkin-spice flavored.

[octoblot]

Yes, yes, I'm glad that you're eager for the upcoming holiday. These are all excellent ideas to take note of. Costumes will definitely be included for the staff in addition to guests, as it does often bring in crowds curious to see what theme an establishment will choose for a given year: back at Night Raven College for example, we had each of the dorms dress up for the occasion with their own theme, with mine in particular having been based on mummies and mad scientist-style decorations around the place.

[He hums, tapping his pen against the clipboard briefly now.]

And of course, we would be remiss without having some pumpkin flavored goods: I actually know a recipe for pumpkin spice tea that I offered for a limited time when I first arrived last... year...

[There's a sudden pause of silence, as an abrupt realization proceeds to smack Azul right in the face that he had somehow failed to notice or ignored up to this exact moment: once Halloween arrives, it will also mean that he has been here in this world for one whole year...]

[sos_pilot]

[ Welp. That's a mood-killer... and she can't really fight it off right away, because she's ALSO been here that long. She sticks her hands in her pockets, letting out a long sigh. ]

... You've been handling it well. Got a business up and running, made friends, surviving out there... I'm really proud of you.

Peak Content

[spinsandneedles]

[lucky for Della, Sonic is always up for a dumb adventure and is absolutely following along. Especially if there's an interesting challenge involved, such as literally being stuck with someone. Time to make some bad decisions!]

I mean, I could run us up the side real quick, but I don't think that would be fair to everyone else.

[sos_pilot]

And it wouldn't be fun! Life is meant to be enjoyed second by second. No cheating by speeding!

[ Hands on her hips, leaning toward him. ]

Do you swear not to speed?

[spinsandneedles]

[Uh oh. She's mom-ing isn't she. He leans back, putting his hands up]

No speeding, promise! You're right, it wouldn't be any fun if it wasn't a challenge, yeah? Just keep me in check, sometimes I kinda hustle without realizing it.

[sos_pilot]

[ Luckily, that's all it takes. She pulls back with a smile, then turns toward the mountain. ]

Good! Then let's not waste anymore time! My fingers are itching to climb!

Bread Island.

[forladyrhea]

[Since coming to this world, Cyril has encountered strange things, like two people from his world who remember things differently.

But, this? A large, talking duck eating a house? Yeah, that's strange.

Well, maybe not the fact a duck is eating bread or a house, ducks are, well, ducks. But the talking is a little wild. But no weirded than Nanaki, he supposes.]

Isn't it rude to eat someone's home?

[sos_pilot]

It's fine, they'll just bake a new part in the oven. You wouldn't happen to have any jam, would you?

[ Omnomnomnom. Not stopping the feast. ]

[forladyrhea]

Yeah, but that takes time and it has to be inconvenient for them.

Ah, no.

[sos_pilot]

Oh well.

[ She shrugs it off, and continues to nomnomnomnom. ]

Gotta say, this stuff's pretty good even without any additions. A+. Ten out of ten.

Bread island!

[weenwoon]

[ Unfortunately, Hythlodaeus is far from likely to dissuade anyone from eating the bread in this situation. He doesn't even need the hypnosis. ]

Oh? What is it like?

[ He is going to reach up and try to pinch off a bit of the chimney. For some strange reason, a part of him expects it to be gingerbread... ]

[sos_pilot]

[ Is there any hope left for the island??? ]

It's really crispy! Just the right amount of crunch and fluffy. Like... what's that word... crossy-ant?

[ she means 'croissant'. ]

[weenwoon]

[ Well, maybe, if someone responsible gets here?..

Also I had to google what kind of bread existed in Ancient Greece for this and turns out there was A Lot of bread! RP is educational. ]

Hmmm... The word is unfamiliar, but I understand what you mean.

[ He's... going to tear off a bit more of the chimney and eat it. ]

Do you think this could turn back into stone in our stomachs?

[sos_pilot]

[ the island is dooooomed! ]

Eh, that's for Future Us to worry about. Besides, totally worth it, this is the best bread I'd ever had in my entire life!