thenearshore | 007 | Clean Up Your Act

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007 | Clean Up Your Act

Who: Everyone!
What: Spring cleaning
When: All day April 15
Where: All around the Heavens
Summary: The Heavens don't like things being cluttered, so it's time to clean up a little bit.

Main Hall

While the main hall of the Heavens seems spotlessly clean at all times, that's not the case at all. In fact, it's been at least a decade since the last time they actually cleaned everything out properly. There are a lot of hidden closets and back rooms that have layers of dust and dozens of boxes filled with nothing but junk. Who knows, though! You might find something interesting and useful in there along with all the garbage.

Suprises

Unfortunately, some of the older temples on the Far Shore seem to have some interesting surprises tucked away, ranging from cursed artifacts all the way to magical creatures locked up in long-forgotten rooms. You are free to be creative with this as a way to get your characters into trouble while cleaning.

Complimentary Dinner

After all of your hard work, you deserve to have some tasty food and refreshing beverages. So the Heavens have provided that for you, so that you can wind down after a long day. It's not as fancy as the banquets they often put on, but there is a nice array of food and drinks for everyone to enjoy.

Counselling

As usual, there is a white-robed shinki bearing the gold chrysanthemum of Amaterasu sitting at a table in the Main Hall. There is a small sign that denotes her as the counselling shinki. Anyone is welcome to approach her, and she will smile serenely at anyone passing by as well.

In Summary:

Clean up your home
Help clean others' homes
Get the main hall clean too!
Hope no hidden magic jumps out
Seek counselling if you need it
Enjoy your complimentary dinner
Have fun~

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[At least they're both on the same page here. It doesn't make it any less awkward, but it's easier to pretend someone isn't there when they're playing along...

He skims through the discarded notebook briefly before grimacing and putting it back down. Okay, maybe not that. The next item at the top of the pile is that dusty box. He gently opens it up, trying not to get too much dust on his hands...

Oh. There are donuts in here?

... That's really suspicious, but they look to be okay. Does food ever go bad in the Heavens? He's not really sure since he hasn't tested it yet, but the cupboards and fridge of his temple restock on their own so it doesn't seem to be normal. He contemplates the assortment of donuts for a few seconds longer before very carefully poking one in the side.]

... seems normal enough... [He pokes it a little harder so some of the filling comes out. It... still looks okay? Maybe? He even holds it up so he can sniff it, but nothing seems weird about it. But those chocolates last month seemed normal at the time, too...] Hrmmmm.

[It'll be fine if he only tastes a little bit, right...? It's for science, so it's a calculated risk. After all that hesitating and mumbling to himself, he finally licks the tiny bit of cream filling off his finger.]

... Huh. What is this, lemon?

[ ... You know, she's about to warn him, maybe stop him from eating the mystery donuts, because who knows what is in them. Instead of speaking up, though, Naminé stares at him--though not too long, because he might take that as a personal offense and get mad at her again...

... She's not trusting them, even if they seem to be okay? Naminé's pretty much just hoping something terrible doesn't happen; she doesn't want him to get hurt at all, because he's Roxas's friend, and also because... if something does happen, he'd probably blame her. She was the one who found those donuts, anyway. Maybe she should've tried to stop him... ]

Um... [ she says, quietly, before clearing her throat. ] Are-- are they... okay?

[He looks at her over his shoulder, still sucking out the last of the flavour. He continues to stare at her in tense silence for a few more seconds before finally popping his finger out to answer.]

Do you want to find out?

[Are you sure you don't want to eat suspicious closet donuts with him, Naminé?]

[ ....... Umm. ]

I-- um. I think I'm okay. I'm not very hungry...

[He pouts a tiny bit, but doesn't push the subject any further than that. Even when he tries to be nice he gets turned down! Fine, Naminé, maybe he doesn't want to share with you anyway. He maintains eye contact as he picks up the lemon-filled donut and takes a big bite out of it. Look at how delicious this is. It looks so good, and all of it is Add's now. He doesn't have to share any of these donuts with anyone.

... Although, now that he's had a larger sample he's starting to notice a weird aftertaste. He slowly stops chewing, wrinkling his nose. That's... probably still okay?

Nothing weird happens immediately, so he swallows the chunk of donut anyway.]

... They're fine. Maybe a little past their expiry, but not bad.

[ Add pouting. That is. Sure a weird thing, wow. She's getting really unnerved by the fact that he's staring at her as he bites into the donut. Maybe she should've tried one? ... She's not that bold, though, and she's definitely not that ready to just eat random stuff that's been here for who knows how long.... ]

... Only a little?

[ DID YOU SEE ALL THAT DUST ON THE TOP OF THE BOX, ADD... ]

[Maybe they're new donuts that were put in an old box, Naminé! You can't just make assumptions!!

Just to drive home his point (which is... that he is enjoying these donuts without her, I guess?) he stuffs the rest of the donut in his mouth all at once. See? It's fine!!]

Mmm, no point in being wasteful. This is useful data on...

[He suddenly trails off, staring at her with a strange expression... or maybe at something behind her? His eye looks a little out of focus, but whatever he's looking at is apparently enough to demand his full attention.]

[ ...?

He's trailing off and staring at her even weirder now, and she has no idea what to do. She can't just leave him here, because what if there's something terrible in those donuts.... Naminé can't let him hurt himself!! ]

... A-are you alright?

[ BECAUSE THIS IS A LOT WEIRD...? ]

[He completely ignores her question and continues to stare. After several long, uncomfortable seconds of this, he very slowly and cautiously crosses the room until he's standing on her other side, then turns around to face her again.

He cups a hand over his mouth, wearing an almost worried expression. More silence. Eventually, he reaches out to wave a hand in front of her for some reason, like he's trying to shoo something away.]

[ oh my god what is happening

Naminé's now concerned--even more so, and about herself, too? Is there something she can't see? Is there something that only eating one of those donuts can reveal...? ]

Is there-- um, is there something on me?

[He still doesn't answer, but he does meet her eyes for a split second, then looks back at whatever it is he's seeing, then back at her again. He does this a couple more times.

... This really isn't something he can be sure of just by looking. He takes a deep breath, squaring his shoulders, and then timidly reaches one hand out to... prod at her shoulder.

Nothing happens, but he stills reels back a bit like something freaked him out. At this point he finally decides to try and describe his experience in words. He looks her dead in the eyes, his expression completely serious.]

There are... squirrels inside of you. A nest of squirrels. At least three of them.

... I think I might be hallucinating. [maybe. a little.]

Squirrels--

[ Oh, god. There really was something wrong with those donuts. How does she fix this. ]

I-- um. I'm very sure I don't have squirrels inside of me... Maybe-- maybe you should sit down? I'll-- I'll try to find something to help you.

[ DOES SHE GET HIM A GLASS OF WATER? A SNACK? SHE DOESN'T KNOW. ]

No, it's— it's fine. [He's trying to maintain eye contact, but his eyes keep wandering back down to that spot on the back of her shoulder.] It's just visual-auditory so far, so it's... probably fine...

[There's still some hesitation, but he reaches out again to prod at her, this time with more confidence. After another pause, he pokes her for a third time and... scratches at her shoulder a little, like he's petting a small mammal.]

Hm. They're not aggressive... You don't have anything furry on this spot, do you?

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[ She's pretty sure that's not fine. Um. He's almost touching her again, and she's thinking very distinctly that she wishes someone would come and give her a hand. Please. ]

U-um. [ everything happens so much ] N-no. I don't think so?

[He nods slowly, still staring at her shoulder. At least he stops petting the "squirrel" after that.]

Tactile as well as visual-auditory... ah. It's actually very detailed. [He might be impressed? It's pretty weird but at least nothing horrible appears to be happening to him. He takes a step back and looks her up and down with a curious expression.] Hmmm. Okay... yes, it's still doing something. I think my body's still absorbing the hallucinogenics so it might take awhile to fully process them. Apocalypse, come over here and—

[He looks over to command his cube and freezes again, staring at it intensely. Unsurprisingly, the glowing purple shapeshifting hologram looks really cool while tripping all kinds of balls. He reaches out to gently stroke one of its faces.]

[ Oh, good, at least there's no more petting her shoulder squirrels... ]

Um. [ She clears her throat, let's try that again. ] Add, what are you-- seeing?

[He doesn't answer her right away because he's busy rubbing his face on Apocalypse. Apocalypse is a good, loyal cube, so it's just kind of... allowing this to happen, and trying to remain level so the box sitting on top of it doesn't fall off. Its catface flickers on to stare at Naminé with a vaguely pleading look.]

... I don't know. I think... I'm hearing textures. It's impossible to describe.

[He contemplates this for a moment longer, then pulls his face off of Apocalypse to stare at Naminé again with a curious expression. All that cube-nuzzling made his hair pretty staticky, though. Some of it is still sticking to the side of his cube.]

Ah... you're actually very pretty. Can you— move your arms out of they way? It's a bit difficult to see.

[ Everything about this is very distinctly Not Normal, so she's. She's regretting not disposing of that box of donuts. This is all very confusing and disorienting, and--

???

????? ]

I-- um, are you-- are you talking to me? [ ?????????????? ]

Yes, I'm talking to you. Who else would I be talking to? Just because I'm hallucinating doesn't mean I'm completely delusional. You're the only other person in this room right now, aren't you?

[He sighs heavily, then gently pushes Apocalypse aside so he can walk up to Naminé himself... although, about halfway across the room he starts tripping over his own feet and staring at the floor.] —ugh! Damn roots...

[Once he's actually in front of her, he... does something. Kind of? He seems to be focusing on something "in front" of her and after a slight hesitation he reaches out to grasp pointlessly at the air.]

... It feels really strange, but I can't get it out of the way... what an annoying experience. You didn't put anything weird here, did you?

O-oh. Um.

[ She's just so surprised that he... said something nice? Especially after, you know. Their everything. And he'd complimented her? That's just bizarre. Maybe there was something else in those donuts...

... She takes a step back, because personal space. ]

No, I didn't put anything there... weird or otherwise. What are you seeing now?

[Whoa, he reels back a bit when she moves. Enjoy your personal space while it lasts.]

It's like a... a curtain. Kind of. Feels almost like...

[A little less hesitant this time, he reaches out to paw at the empty air between them again. He gets distracted by waving his hand back and forth for awhile.]

... The world is so colourful and beautiful... [He holds out his hands like he's catching something out of the air, then brings the handful of absolutely nothing to his face. It looks like it smells good?

Except then he starts licking his hand, so...]

Your flowers taste a bit like mint. [In case anyone wanted to know.]

[ Oh, god, she's so confused and distressed right now. He's not threatening her or anything, he's not being mean, he's just... she doesn't even know. ]

... My-- flowers?

[ ... This might get unpleasant. ]

[He nods, then says in the most serious of tones:]

You make a fine ent.

Or... maybe just a talking tree? But there are a lot of trees here now...

[He contemplates this for a moment, then lifts his arms to "part" the "veil of mystical branches" so he can walk past her, glancing around at the ceiling.

... He might try to wander out the door if she doesn't stop him. He looks like he's pretty enthralled in his donut-induced hallucinations right now, and Apocalypse is too confused to try and interfere.]

I... I don't know what an ent is. [ ??? SO MANY QUESTIONS. ]

Oh--um, please wait, I think you should stay here! [ While she goes to get Roxas because she does not want Add to get into any trouble. ]

Tch. How can you not know what an ent is? It's a tree spirit. You're obviously a tree spirit.

It's not like I'm going anywhere. I'm just looking around. This room looks so much bigger now...

[Probably because the walls just look like more trees... he walks up to one of the walls and feels around at it like it's completely baffling to him how he can't get past it. At... at least it might take awhile for him to actually try to escape...]

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