007 | Clean Up Your Act

[godsoffortune]

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~

Comments

[galactically]

Your cat even has a gender! Nice.

[She giggles at that, shifting her glance from Roxas' cat to her own butterfly. Maybe she should name it...]

Ranka. [She taps the butterfly with the bottom of her pen. Yes, she named it after her closest friend from Frontier.] That's her.

[missingache]

Ranka?

[That's an unusual name. Roxas wonders if it was Japanese or perhaps something from one of those other countries he's heard about, like America.]

[galactically]

A very cute girl who radiates a strong, positive energy. She's a singer just like me.

[Judging from the fondness that Sheryl doesn't bother to restrain in her voice, it's clear that Ranka is important to her. She gives the cat drawing another look.]

What about yours?

[missingache]

So you do concerts with her?

[Roxas can hear it, and his immediate thought it best friend. That's always a good feeling to have towards someone.

He blushes softly.]

My girlfriend. She was left behind in Koriko.

[galactically]

We... sort of did one together. It's a very long story.

[If singing a medley of their songs together to free giant alien bugs from her ex-manager's control counts as a "concert". Sheryl notices that blush you got there, Roxas, and that would normally cause a smirk out of her if he didn't say his next words.

So instead, there's a faint smile.]

You miss her, don't you?

[missingache]

At least you got to sing with her once!

[The sad smile can't be helped. Roxas absentmindedly adds a polka dot bows to the cat.]

A lot. I know she's not alone there. She has a lot of friends... I just wish she was here, or I was there. [Wishes barely ever come true.] It's a stupid wish. I don't think she'd like it here, not if she has to fight.

[galactically]

A few times, actually.

[Sheryl will never forget the time she and Ranka did an impromptu duet at the hospital for Alto... she casts her gaze at the window, her expression thoughtful.]

It's a selfish wish... but I understand how it feels to want someone to be here with you. [A humorless chortle.] Desire can be such a hassle, sometimes.

[missingache]

[Roxas can feel the mood shift. His hand starts moving again as he adds a little lion to the picture. The mane look more like spiky hair than anything.]

Yeah... but it's not always bad. I know some people use that as a reason to keep going.

[galactically]

No, not bad.

[Definitely not. Sheryl has plenty of desires herself, like music being one of several things that makes her want to keep living. She draws a bird with large wings over the rest of their drawings.]

Sheryl Nome will always keep going, no matter what.

[missingache]

[Roxas has more selfish reasons to want to keep living, being his own person being the biggest one.

He admires the bird for a moment before drawing a rough looking dog with a baseball hat in a corner.]

Even if everything's against you?

[galactically]

[She looks at the picture for a moment before adding some fluffy clouds at the top, then a sun. Her next words are said as easily, smooth as butter.]

"No uncertainty! Doing anything I am able to!" That is my motto, and I'm sticking with it.

[Sheryl has been through her own hell a few times. She can't let this place stop her now.]

[missingache]

[Let's add some trees in he background.]

That's a pretty good motto. [Rocas thinks about his own.] "Don't die." would be mine.

[galactically]

[Roxas' answer prompts Sheryl to look at him owlishly, a delicate arch of her brow.]

Don't die? That should be a way of living, not just a simple motto.

[missingache]

Not really. I just got yelled at a lot by a girl named Koharu about it. Plus, I died once already. So don't die is a good motto.

[Roxas draws some tiny little flowers now.]

[galactically]

Ah...

[Awkward. So not just shinki can come back to life, so can certain gods. She exhales deeply, combing her free hand through pink locks.]

That girl must be worried about you so much to yell at you a lot, geez!

[missingache]

[He just snorts in response.]

I hate that girl and she hates me. She hates when people talk about wanting to die or stop existing for others or themselves.

[galactically]

[Her eyebrows hike up in response before a thin frown tugs at her lips.]

Is that why you hate her?

[Now Roxas got all of Sheryl's curiosity... it's not like she disagrees with his enemy's mindset either, even if she thought about dying on stage once.]

I can't really say that I blame her for that mentality.

[missingache]

No. I hate her because no matter what I do, she twists my words, tells everyone I'm a bad guy, and is a complete idiot.

[It was tiring.]

She found out that she was going to die when she went back to her world. So she's made several wishes. One to keep her from dying, one to keep another friend from dying, and one to make sure she would remember everything.

[galactically]

Oh, dear. It's no wonder you hate her.

[If Sheryl knew someone who'd spill terrible rumors and twists words around her presence, she wouldn't like them either. But this sure got super heavy really quick. Her frown deepens at his explanation, a hand hovering over her mouth with a slight gasp.]

That girl must hate death so much... but it sounds to me that she'd do whatever it takes to protect her friend.

[missingache]

[Hate is an emotion that comes easily for Roxas. It's something he does dislike, so he tries his best not to succumb to it.

He shrugs.]

I know she was stuck in a world she didn't belong in before we met. Something probably happened there.

[galactically]

How complicated.

[That's all Sheryl can say about that topic before she casts a gaze on their shared drawing, right to the cat and the butterfly.]

Don't waste your time thinking about your enemies when you can focus on what makes you happy instead.

[She taps the picture with the bottom part of her pen.]

[missingache]

[Roxas knows some strange people.

He looks down at the picture and nods.]

Right.... So how about "Don't let bad people make your life bad because there's good things?"

[galactically]

Same thing! It makes no difference to me.

[A small laugh. At least Roxas understands.]

How about we use this for the warning sign?

[missingache]

[Okay. That's much better than just "Don't die". Good. Maybe he should find one of those motivational posters.]

Shouldn't we write a warning on it?

[galactically]

Obviously! There's still room left on the paper for it.

[She makes invisible circles with her finger, tracing them on the space that's leftover.]

With the suggestion I mentioned earlier about dust.