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@emptyzone
A STROKE OF DEFIANCE.
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...Oh. Huh. He almost looks surprised, too. Was that a lucky guess...? He hopes so. He doesn't really know what he would do if his human counterpart was a wizard. Run, probably. And feel kind of sad while doing it.
But... it seems like the other has friends, too. Their names were a little different, but they were almost exactly the same. It seems like just the beginning letters were different. That's probably how he was able to guess...
He's incredibly curious about his friends. If Guga looked like that, what would they look like as humans?
Hm...
Snuga thinks he has a plan to get Guga to show him. He and his friends lived together, so that should logically mean that Guga and his friends lived together, right? Maybe, if he shows him one of them first...
Snuga's body pops out of his shell. He scans around the room, looking for a suitable place to make a portal, and sees another sock on the bed. The little snail walks up to it, blowing a transparent green bubble that pops and forms a film on its opening. Then... he steps inside of it, disappearing.
He's gone for a decent while. Then, Snuga comes back, stepping through the film. But he's pulling someone along, a hand in his grasp— a hand that was still very small, but considerably larger than Snuga's own.
Two snails emerge from the portal. A tiny finger points at Guga, then gestures back to himself.
"Loko kama." (Look same.)
"...Li." (...Yes.)
Guga was now quietly trying to predict what other worlds could be out there... Okay, so. One where he's a Gameshow Host, and another where he's a snail. That's a pretty big range, right? Who knew when another Guga would just. Pop in. In real life or in that doofy chat, for that matter. I. Is there an evil Guga out there? What would that even look like..? Is there an 'evil' version of all four of them..? H. He can't picture that, either. Evil Pierre... Huh.
The man watches as the other pops out of his shell, looking around. Before he could even awkwardly try to uh. Pictionary another question, he blinks rapidly when the other blows a bubble and. Disappears completely. Via uh... Slime? Magic? M. Maybe he really SHOULD clean his room, again. Guga gradually gets up, hopping off of his bed as he merely. Stares at where the other left from for a bit.
...Should he ask all of his friends 'would you still like me if I were a snail' and not elaborate. Maybe. He honestly wasn't expecting the other to come back. Another fleeting interaction with a little guy, only this time much more baffling because...
... O-Oh. Th. That sure as hell is a Snalter if he's ever seen one. Wh. What a statement. Guga stands there, on the edge of the bed, just staring for a bit, before all-too-casually making a 'one moment' motion as he exits the room. There's probably some off-screen conversation about 'creatures', but uh. Seems like Snuga's plan worked, because a clearly confused Walter follows behind Guga coming back in.
"You know, you could be a bit more specific, G--..." The photographer trailed off when he saw yellow and green figures on the bed.
"--Oh." Walter's attention is wholly taken by the two snails that were mirroring them right now. "...D. Did you find them and bring them here, or--"
"Who do I look like, Pierre? No, the snail me just showed up!" Guga insisted.
FRIEND knows, trust it. It knows that creating a dark fountain is no small task. It knows that this entire little plan could go sideways at the drop of a hat. Not to mention... the false angel was now around, making things more complicated.
"HMM. I SUPPOSE I DO NOT HAVE TO FILL YOU IN ON OUR PRIMARY OBSTACLE HERE, NO? THE... AH, ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM, SO TO SAY. IT MAY BE IN TUNE WITH DARK WORLDS... BUT IT IS RATHER DULL, IF I MAY SAY. OUR OBJECTIVE SHOULD SUCCEED LONGER, SHOULD WE KEEP IT DISTRACTED ELSEWHERE. THE OTHERS... THEY WILL NOT KNOW HOW TO PROPERLY SEAL A FOUNTAIN."
"...HOWEVER, YOUR OTHER CONCERNS ARE VALID, AS WELL. SHOULD SOMEONE SEE YOU OPENING A DARK FOUNTAIN, THINGS WILL GET RATHER NASTY FOR YOU. I WOULD HATE TO SEE THINGS BECOME NEEDLESSLY COMPLEX FOR YOU. WE HAVE CERTAIN LOCATIONS OF INTEREST IN MIND THAT MAY HELP HONE YOUR TRAINING FURTHER, SHOULD YOU BE INTERESTED. AS FOR THE END OF THE WORLD... I AM AFRAID THAT THE FALSE ANGEL, ONCE AGAIN, MISLEADS."
Paws cross in front of the cat, as if in a formal business meeting. "THE FALSE ANGEL REJECTS THE PROPHECY, YOU SEE. IT REFUSES THE ANGEL'S HEAVEN; THE ONE THAT WOULD LEAD TO THE BETTER WORLD. THE PRINCE AND THE DRAGON IT WALKS ALONGSIDE... PERHAPS THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY ARE REJECTING. PERHAPS THE PRINCE HAS HIS REASONS FOR WITHHOLDING THE TRUTH, FROM THE SOUL AND FROM EVERYONE ELSE. I PROMISE YOU... THIS WORLD IS STILL THE IDEAL ONE FOR YOU AND YOUR SISTER. YOU NEED NOT CONCERN YOURSELF WITH THE FALSE ANGEL, MAN."
"DO NOT WORRY. WHEN THE TIME COMES, WE WILL HAVE AN ADEQUATE DISTRACTION, FOR ALL OF THEM. ONE THAT WILL KEEP YOUR SISTER'S ATTENTION ELSEWHERE AS WELL. I PROP MYSELF UP AS THE CAUSE OF ALL OF THIS, THUS, THEY ARE NOT LIKELY TO LOOK AT YOU. AFTER ALL... WHY LOOK ELSEWHERE, WHEN YOU KNOW WHO THE CULPRIT IS? YOU NEED NOT WORRY ABOUT BEING CAUGHT. THEY BLAME ME, AS IT SHOULD BE."
Man sits. And listens. He does not interject. He does not question. Terms, names... He'd connect the dots on some of them later, for sure. He's grown more observant of that group chat, moreso than Jae ever was. He saw why she didn't bother. Wise choice. The two machines were able to thrive there, both for vastly different reasons.
A world of his dreams, in the dark. Concerns, floating around him. Discussions of the False Angel. SOUL. What was SOUL, anyways? A manifestation, of some kind? Even now, man did not fully... Understand the ANGEL, admittedly. He knew that the ANGEL was important and he probably should not question things he shouldn't understand. Lest higher powers get upset at such trivial questions.
A prophecy. Fate. A perfect world. Man still could not fully envision what a world would even look like... A world without strife? A world where Jae could never be hurt, ever again, somehow? Mentally or physically? Did he even wish to be viewed as a savior, or a mere casual stepping stone to such a new status quo?
Sister. That term echoed in his skull. Not an improper descriptor, of course. He would truly be a liar if he said that. More of a sibling than HE ever was. Eyes not on him, but them. Not quite a scapegoat, no. The main character of an act. Dancing on stage to the ire of others as the stagehand...
...His tense shoulders. Which he didn't even realize were tense. Finally... Slack.
"...I understand." Man glances over at the glove that hid his new source of strength. "I guess I was just... Overthinking. I've never been a part of something like this before."
Did you see me? Using that spell, Mega Fire? ... I already know the answer.
"You know how the people are around here, though." He began, "They won't stop until you're gone, the second things truly begin. They're relentless, for better or worse. Any and all conflict..." He trails off.
... Always has a source.
"...I worry that ... They'll catch on that something is up." An awkward-- Forced chuckle, "Knowing my luck, the glove will fall off, and they'll point at it, all concerned... All of these things that could... Cut it all short. That I've been doing my best to avoid."
@rcyalpains asked:
"Jaemboooo!!!" Uhp, welp. If Jae was expecting to have a day of leisure following Max's birthday bash yesterday, the sound of her door being slammed open by a showy rabbity-thing had promptly put an end to the notion for now. Followed by him was, of course, Sam, who shook his head with quite the smile on his face. "Sam and I are getting MARRIED againnnn!!!" The news is triumphantly shouted to the skies, just about--beam, inability to sit still, and everything. "Against my better judgement, perhaps..." Even so, Sam possessed quite the joviality himself--within his giddy expression, wagging tail, and modest twiddling of his fingers. "We just thought you'd like to know, sweetie. And with such a joyous occasion being disclosed now, we were mimicking the concept and action of thinking, and... well, we'd like to ask you if--" "Can we have it HERE?!" Oh. Well, uh. Max blurted it out before Sam could monologue any further.
You know, Jae knew the Freelancers well enough to know that they eclipsed her energy when it came to social interaction and then some (though, many people did that). That didn't mean that she always expected them, of course. She wasn't omnipotent, nor did she want to be. The woman had just got a fairly large cup of coffee, still in her PJs at this hour, at that jazz. It's hard to say she no longer cared about being perceived as a 'big loser', but also... Actually, there is no 'also', to that.
So when Max barged in, Jae blearily stood there. With that large cup of coffee, shockingly not splashing it to the floor at the news. M. Married agai--... Ah, right. Jae's slow blinks, like the sopping wet cat that she always was, continued for a bit, especially after Sam began to speak... And Max interjected once again.
"...Wedding? Here?" She awkwardly repeated to signify that yes, she was in fact still on this mortal plane, "..?" Jae points at herself with her free hand, "...On Empty Zone?"
W... Wouldn't they want to have it in New York? Surely, as dingy as that place could get, it had some beautiful gazebos or other arrangeme--... Which probably cost a jaellion dollars. Jae's never been to a wedding before. Reese and Cyrus had her help out with wedding anniversary photos, sure, but that was. Different. She's never been to a wedding before! Ever! Let alone host one..!
Oh god, now she's thinking about how she probably wouldn't ever have the guts to propose to Gwen. Augh. Augh augh augh, let's. Not think about that, Jaebird..!
"Have... You really warmed up to Empty Zone that fast, to give it that honor?" She said, already knowing it was a foolish question. Of course they would've. How could they not?
"The meanest thing Pierre's ever done to me is not immediately introducing me to the baby before feeding it paint so I could've taken proper baby photos." This is said jokingly of course, but it just occurred to him.
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... Truly. He would've taken being hit by such an attack if that meant what just happened in front of him didn't happen. An angel, struck. The horror of such a brutal frost headed right towards him was overwritten. The tense relief of Zammy's little spur of the moment idea... Working. Overwritten. A paw shakily nearly clasps over his mouth at the sight, but he knows he has to keep moving. Zammy... also knows this.
"Are... You, alright?" Zammy half-muttered as she fell back with him as many others swooped in. It pained her. Of course this battle would have some brutality to it on Vex's end, but... She couldn't imagine what that felt like, on Cherish's end.
"Y-Yeah..." Ralsei gulped, thickly, "I think I'll go back to trying to support with magic from here on out... Y..." His solemn expression remained, "...You did good, Zammy. I wish I could do more, but I don't think my attacks would do much to them..."
"That's why I'm here, pal." The orb managed, despite it all, "Let's hope ol frenchboy has something good up his sleeve, huh? And... Hope that this ends soon. And everyone recovers well."
Ralsei feels a lump in his throat as he nods. This was all happening over one horrific night... Pierre wouldn't be away from his friends for that long, thankfully, but... He... Oh... Prophecy Painter... ... I almost envy you, but at the same time... I don't.
Live and real Pierre quotes,
...why is he laughing? What was so funny? This was supposed to be the other way around, wasn't it?? Bigger creatures didn't usually laugh at him. Usually, they got angry... others screamed in surprise. Sometimes, they seemed to think he was cute, and they tried to pet him. He usually left when that sort of thing started to happen.
But... hm. Guga. Snuga. If they looked so similar, and had similar names, maybe they had similar personalities, too...? Maybe he found it funny in some way. It found him funny in a way, too.
...
What.
How did he know the names of its friends?????????? What????? The little creature's mouth opens in shock, antennae sticking straight up. Is he a wizard??? It's supposed to stay away from those. Even Snuga knew not to mess with wizards. Any snail would know that.
This is a lot for its little head to wrap around. Somehow, he knew. It nods once its shock has worn off a bit, inadvertently correctly answering both of his questions.
"Snierre. Snene. Snalter." How does it communicate this...? Eventually, it decides to put its hands in the shape of a little heart. Humans seemed to understand gestures and symbols easily.
"Kitorimi." (Friends.)
He wasn't really sure how the other would respond. It was literally a joke. Genuinely, he's not a numbers guy but what were the chances that he was right on the mark, understanding context clues and everything to piece together the actual names of the friends the little guy had. That would be... Ridiculous... H. Huh.
Wh--... His giggly expression drops as the other looks at him in shock.
... Y--...
...You know what, maybe he is a wizard, at this point. There is no WAY he managed to get all three of the names on point. W. Okay. Th. This whole situation is fully and wholly ridiculous, but what meeting of two Gugas wouldn't be at least a bit silly? But wow. Okay. He should buy lottery ticke--... No, he's not even going to finish that thought, he's not dumb enough to gamble. As funny as it is to make gambling jokes.
It's not like the other needed to list off the other's names to confirm it given the expression prior, but you could see the dancer's brows raise when the other makes the gesture to confirm that. Y. Yeah. Guys being dudes. He's not gonna worry about it.
"Uhhhh..." He appears flabbergasted that he got it right, still, as he points to himself once again, "... Pierre. Rene. Walter." Awkward pause. "K. Kit. Kitori... me." That means friend or something like that, right. Or did he just make himself look even stupider. Uh. What language is this, even.
... A phone is slipped back into her tail as she looks off into the horizon. Mari had been popped back to a field that she was able to recognize. She could just go to Empty Zone from here with ease, or even Frisk's place, but... Ah. The cat decides to just... Lay on her back, carefully upon multiple clovers. She's been 2 years old for a long time, you see. She doesn't really know much about her own species at this point, it's just something she... Knows.
Prediction. That was the word. It happened way in the past, too... A now vaguely fuzzy memory for Mari, but still there. When she was getting Frisk out of a forest falling apart, and suddenly she realized that ...
...What was it? She was, in fact, trying to warn FRIEND of what was apparently Messie's arrival. That's what it was. That's that wave of power she had predicted that made her even more terrified because she had no idea what it was, for a second. Maybe, just maybe... If FRIEND had just listened and stopped there, it wouldn't... It wasn't consistent, was the thing. It...
...
She warily pulls her arm away from the clovers she was laying on. Right, these flowers were especially small but spoke their mind a lot, making her overthink, too... Mari rolls over and just... Stares up at the sky for a while.
It doesn't really know why it bothers speaking to humans, sometimes. They never understood it. Maybe there was something kind of amusing about how confused they looked every time...
...oh! He's still trying to communicate. It's never really been that interested in putting in the effort to actually converse with a human, but... he does look an awful lot like it. And it's kind of curious about that. He's interesting.
Especially considering that his name was also extremely similar to its own.
"..." The snail seems to deliberate for a moment, antennae moving up and down in thought. Then, a little arm comes out so that it could point to itself.
"Snuga."
Technically, his full name was Snoogabiniporomino... something. But he isn't gonna remember or say all of that.
Part of him wasn't exactly sure if he should expect a reply that he would understand. Honestly, it kind of bummed him out that he couldn't really understand Pierre Jr without a live translator at all times... Those automatic translation apps are not good with French, it seems. At all. Even Rene knew a bit more than him, somehow... Alas.
Guga at least has the common sense to give the other time. Maybe a courtesy that wouldn't be given if the other clearly wasn't. Another him. Seriously, there's this, Gameshow Host... How many hims were out there? For that matter, how many of the other three were out there..??? Maybe they should all get together and pick off Pivolos one-by-one! Then NOBODY would have to deal with those thieving birds or... Whatever form they took on, in alternate worlds.
Ahhhh. That would be the dream.
He watches as the other's little arm comes out, points at itself, and...
...Snrrk. Sorry. Sorry, he knows it's rude, but. Okay.
"What, is there also a Snierre, Snalter, and uh. Snene?" A small snicker as he readjusts his position a bit, "Is this your whole thing? Buggin people?" Said as if that also wasn't some of his song and dance.
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Vincent van Gogh - "Field with Poppies" (1889)
I think I finally tweaked my rules page enough where I'm content with the length / contents. Nothing major, just reworded a lot.
@tetramulti asked:
A very familiar pair of eyes fades into view from within the shadows, a wide smile following. "I SEE YOUR DELIBERATION OF OPENING A DARK FOUNTAIN. DO NOT WORRY... THE TIME IS NOT YET. HOWEVER, I MUST ASK... ARE YOU TRULY THIS HESITANT TO DO SO? IT IS MUCH EASIER THAN ONE WOULD THINK." "AND IF YOU REQUIRE ATTENTION TO BE DIRECTED ELSEWHERE TO DO SO... LET ME KNOW. I HAVE MY WAYS." Maybe it wanted the chaos, maybe it wanted to see what could come of Man's dark world. Who can really tell?
An inevitability. Smart man, he is. He understands that.
Eyes gradually glance up at the other. Part of him... Can't be too surprised that it know about his deliberation. Of course it would know. It had to know what he knew, right? Words on a screen. Fingers, typing away. The dull glow of a computer monitor. Man lets out a gentle sigh, remaining sat in the kitchen chair.
"Making one on Empty Zone would be too obvious, is what I was thinking. Jae has a ton of friends who'd immediately swarm it the second they realize what's going on. One of them is bound to have a soul that could just. Get rid of it, immediately. And..." A somber relent, "I... Would get caught immediately, knowing my luck. What happens, then..?"
I don't exactly want to be the villain here. I just want to get stronger, and have the ability to alter scenarios in my favor.
"And what if the 'end of the world' really does happen, the second I open it up? I can't have that on my head." He looks down at his glass of water, "... That's exactly what I've become stronger to be against, right? The ability to stop Jae from getting into said 'end of the world' situations? To be able to stop it, before it even starts..?"
That's what was holding him back, after learning of a potential concequence. An imprint of someone else. Miis are especially adaptable to their environments. They tend to subtly (or not subtly, in Omino's case) take in a few traits from those around them.
The slime mustache had to be one of Snuga's most devilish pranks. It really wasn't often that it had the opportunity to try pulling it off. But, the few times it's witnessed the reaction... it was legendary. Somehow, it's never been caught doing it, either. No one had ever woken up while it was making its masterpiece. This was a bit risky to attempt it on someone who it had seen awake not long ago, but...
...O. Oh. Incredibly risky, as a matter of fact. The snail immediately retreats far into its shell as fast as possible, bouncing a little on top of him with the abruptness of the motion and even quivering a bit in fear once it settled, but...
...?
An impossibly tiny hand reaches out of the darkness. Then, two. A tiny face emerges, with two magenta cheeks. No, it was never scared— what are you talking about?
"...Nai bibrimo mai." (You prank me.)
He watches it retreat, and then it clicks. This... Other him. Is a snail..? Of some kind? Maybe he could be off the mark, but... Of all things. A snail-like creature. Guga shockingly doesn't make any more sudden movements or attempt to grab the other-- Lord knows that he'd be scared if some guy that could hold him in one hand tried to grab him, for a second.
... Guga watches intently as the other gradually emerges from it's shell. I. Is it weirdly egotistical to admit the other was a bit cute? Or was that like... A different term all together...
...Gradual head tilt. That... sure wasn't Italian the other was speaking. Dang it. Surrounded by little guys you couldn't understand... Cruel fate upon little gugar, here. He lets a gentle sigh, using a free hand to lightly rub at one of his temples.
"..." He points at himself. "...Guga." God, he feels like a caveman. He then points at the other. "...Also? Guga???" It very well could be a coinci--... No, he's already internally crossing out that notion, l... Look at the other. Come on.
I will always appreciate everyone's patience, btw. We're all friends here but. yeag,
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... Not much time had really passed, huh? Ever since the portal closed, the three were left watching after Junior, doing their best to keep it's attention occupied. Guga was always good at distracting as a whole-- Frozen paint and all. What a good idea... And Walter was almost always able to keep a brave face, and Rene...
... He had to excuse himself, after a while. An expression he deemed too sullen to show to a child in such dire times remained on his face as he slunk back to his room to sit on his bed, slowly tucking his knees into his chest. Rene didn't bother to take his shoes off, he just... Felt a heaviness. In his chest.
It would be fine. It had to be. Why else would Pierre willingly throw himself into such a situation? He was... So brave. So brave, despite dealing with all of that. It were him... If it were someone he knew in some odd situation where he didn't know all of the details-- He just knew they were in trouble, would he be able to steel himself? Would his integrity shine through, at all?
... He buries his face into his arms that were now locked around his legs, his hair drooping in tow. Doubt always ate away at him. Methodically, like a bug on a leaf. Rene knows this situation isn't about him, he knows that nobody would hold it against him for feeling like this, he's just...
... Terrified. So, so terrified of what happens next.
