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come_sailaway2023-02-02 06:07 pm
uncodlyawwesome) wrote in come_sailaway2023-02-02 06:07 pm
[open] the caring and keeping of trollish sentiment
Who: Eridan Ampora and you!
What: Someone is acting TOTALLY NORMAL about a DUMB HUMAN HOLIDAY.
When: February, thru Valentine's Day
Where: The cabin hallway, Mikabo, and the promenade
Warnings: None so far, will update if necessary
Notes: Eridan's mostly active from 4pm to 5am. there's a 50/50 chance he'll decide to simp over your character regardless of who they are... tis the season!
1a. [Cabin 160] the art of exterior decorating
[Eridan opens his door one evening early in February and walks right into a smattering of chintzy paper hearts and glittery red streamer. the first few seconds of flailing are a trigger response to feeling something almost but not entirely like the Bahanamal touch his head. the next few minutes are a more purposeful tantrum as he furiously rips the cheap decor down, complete with meticulously tearing up a heart and then stomping on the remains. he glares around the hall, but he doesn't know anyone well enough for them to pull this kind of miserable stunt on him. nobody here even knows about his painfully scorned love life except for Karkat and Nepeta, and neither of them hate him this much.
that doesn't stop him from giving anyone nearby an absolutely devestating stink-eye as he destroys more Valentine's decor. Yeah, you over there, eyeballing him, he sees you! If you had anything to do with this, you better fess the fuck up or mind your own goddamn business!!!]
2. [Mikabo] the art of custom sushi rolls
[he thinks he's safe when he makes it all the way up to the Promenade without seeing any massive displays of hearts or other flushed symbolism. there are a few places with familiar hearts plastered to the wall and stuff like that, but nothing on the level of his own door.
unfortunately, he's quickly reminded of the situation as he sits down for breakfast/dinner and is met with a rotating selection of HEART-SHAPED SUSHI, many covered with an UNIDENTIFIED PINK SAUCE. the normal options are few and far between, and even the sashimi comes out curled into heart shapes around lumps of wasabi.
it turns out that the PINK SAUCE is actually just mayonnaise with color added to it, but still. weird..
he stares at whoever enters while he's there, as usual, but he's decidedly not accusatory when he asks:] Just wwhat the fuck is goin' on, here?!
1b. [Cabin 160] the art of investigating a crime
[it seems like no matter what Eridan decides to do, he's destined to return to a door decorated in flush red hearts and pale pink diamonds. (they're actually just badly shaped stars, but nobody tell him, he's having a moment.) he tears everything down with the same vigor the first few times, but that doesn't seem to stop the paper flowers and glossy plastic streamers from adorning the frame. now that the anger and outrage have given way to confusion, he's not tearing things apart so much as he is carefully examining each piece as he removes it.
he doesn't seem to notice if anyone's watching this time around, mostly because he is deeply dedicated to his new human holiday research. it's fucking weird, is what he's getting.] Wwhat do angels havve to do wwith matespritship? And the mortal wwounds... wwhat does that mean?
3. [All Over] the art of cultural osmosis
[this investigation eventually expands from his cabin to the ship as a whole. there's a non-zero chance that you might encounter him staring critically at a random Valentine's day arrangement, as if trying to analyze a particularly obscure bit of modern art. he treats them as if they're up for grabs, and occasionally plucks one off the walls -- usually ones with pictures of cartoon fish with shitty slogans like "I REELY like you" or "It's o-FISH-al, I'm HOOKED on you!"
(look, being fish-themed is a full-time gig!)]
[wildcard] the art of making shit up as we go
(throw whatever you want at the fishboy, or hmu for plotting!!!)
What: Someone is acting TOTALLY NORMAL about a DUMB HUMAN HOLIDAY.
When: February, thru Valentine's Day
Where: The cabin hallway, Mikabo, and the promenade
Warnings: None so far, will update if necessary
Notes: Eridan's mostly active from 4pm to 5am. there's a 50/50 chance he'll decide to simp over your character regardless of who they are... tis the season!
1a. [Cabin 160] the art of exterior decorating
[Eridan opens his door one evening early in February and walks right into a smattering of chintzy paper hearts and glittery red streamer. the first few seconds of flailing are a trigger response to feeling something almost but not entirely like the Bahanamal touch his head. the next few minutes are a more purposeful tantrum as he furiously rips the cheap decor down, complete with meticulously tearing up a heart and then stomping on the remains. he glares around the hall, but he doesn't know anyone well enough for them to pull this kind of miserable stunt on him. nobody here even knows about his painfully scorned love life except for Karkat and Nepeta, and neither of them hate him this much.
that doesn't stop him from giving anyone nearby an absolutely devestating stink-eye as he destroys more Valentine's decor. Yeah, you over there, eyeballing him, he sees you! If you had anything to do with this, you better fess the fuck up or mind your own goddamn business!!!]
2. [Mikabo] the art of custom sushi rolls
[he thinks he's safe when he makes it all the way up to the Promenade without seeing any massive displays of hearts or other flushed symbolism. there are a few places with familiar hearts plastered to the wall and stuff like that, but nothing on the level of his own door.
unfortunately, he's quickly reminded of the situation as he sits down for breakfast/dinner and is met with a rotating selection of HEART-SHAPED SUSHI, many covered with an UNIDENTIFIED PINK SAUCE. the normal options are few and far between, and even the sashimi comes out curled into heart shapes around lumps of wasabi.
it turns out that the PINK SAUCE is actually just mayonnaise with color added to it, but still. weird..
he stares at whoever enters while he's there, as usual, but he's decidedly not accusatory when he asks:] Just wwhat the fuck is goin' on, here?!
1b. [Cabin 160] the art of investigating a crime
[it seems like no matter what Eridan decides to do, he's destined to return to a door decorated in flush red hearts and pale pink diamonds. (they're actually just badly shaped stars, but nobody tell him, he's having a moment.) he tears everything down with the same vigor the first few times, but that doesn't seem to stop the paper flowers and glossy plastic streamers from adorning the frame. now that the anger and outrage have given way to confusion, he's not tearing things apart so much as he is carefully examining each piece as he removes it.
he doesn't seem to notice if anyone's watching this time around, mostly because he is deeply dedicated to his new human holiday research. it's fucking weird, is what he's getting.] Wwhat do angels havve to do wwith matespritship? And the mortal wwounds... wwhat does that mean?
3. [All Over] the art of cultural osmosis
[this investigation eventually expands from his cabin to the ship as a whole. there's a non-zero chance that you might encounter him staring critically at a random Valentine's day arrangement, as if trying to analyze a particularly obscure bit of modern art. he treats them as if they're up for grabs, and occasionally plucks one off the walls -- usually ones with pictures of cartoon fish with shitty slogans like "I REELY like you" or "It's o-FISH-al, I'm HOOKED on you!"
(look, being fish-themed is a full-time gig!)]
[wildcard] the art of making shit up as we go
(throw whatever you want at the fishboy, or hmu for plotting!!!)
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[RIPS a heart in half off the door. it's, like, symbolic and stuff. representing his failure to secure a matespritship of his own. or maybe just representing that he doesn't know how tape works?
no, it's definitely the former. especially because Klaus's peptalk seems to drive Eridan's shoulders to his little fins. calling him cool and cute and implying someone will want him??? that is all the biggest fake talk he's heard all his life!]
You wwouldn't understand. [please read this in the most teenager-sulking tone you can possibly imagine.] Evven if they did, I'd just ruin it, like I ruin evverything.
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[Klaus watches as he rips the heart off the door.]
I mean, sure, you might, but I ruin shit all the time and I'm doing...better. [Engaged better, which is you know...a whole thing.] Also I was a teenager once, too, buddy. I think I get being awkward and weird the same as everyone else.
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Yeah, wwell, it's part of my fuckin' nature to cause clam-amity an' strife wwherevver you go. If it wwasn't, I wwouldn't be ~the Prince'a Hope~.
[the tildes are there to denote the venom dripping from his voice at the title.]
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To their credit they don't laugh at the clam-amity, but there's a slight smile.]
Prince of Hope, huh?
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Yeah. It's wwhat I am. It means I destroy anythin' good the second it turns its ugly fuckin' face in my direction. I'm empirically designed to be the wworst person alivve, and evvery single person I'vve evver had an inklin' of kindness towwards has turned on me, just to make sure I nevver get my owwn hopes up.
[that's about 50/50 truth vs outrageous overexaggeration.]
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I'm not salty -- [rrrrr its a good nautical-type pun though, damn it] -- it's, I don't knoww, it just is. Wwhen my friends and I started playin' SGRUB, wwe all got titles, an' that's mine.
[he kicks the door.]
I thought it meant I ruled ovver hope wwith an iron fist, but all it meant wwas that I wwas destined to bloww evverythin' up. Includin' evvery relationship I evver had.
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So change it here. Cause whatever happened at home isn't here. You can be the one ruling over hope with an iron fist. [Their expression is mild and they lean back on the wall, looking up at the ceiling.]
I always fucked up every relationship I've ever had and all my friendships...but I've changed that here. My bullshit hangups from home aren't here. Well...no. The hangups are here, but all the rest of the bullshit isn't. So I'm working on letting all that shit go...to be better at being a person. [He glances over]
So maybe you can do the same.
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he kicks the door.]
Easy for you to say. [the sick burn only kinda makes it easier to reluctantly admit,] Pretty sure aspects like that are burned into your genetic makeup. Put some'a my blood under a microscope and you're just gonna see the wword "loser" chained together ad infinitum.
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[They lightly bump his shoulder.] All right, fish boy. Enough moping. Let’s go do something more fun. Or like at least see if Sundries has some weird shit to put up instead of the hearts.
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Just because I'm a seadwweller doesn't make me a fish. [he gives his door one more kick for good measure, crossing his arms tight over his chest.]
...Fine. Anythin' to keep me from starin' at this red-hued monstrosity.
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[But yesss. Come on, you weird sea-dwelling non-fish boy. Klaus is just going to nudge him over towards the elevator so they can go to the shops.] What's your favorite color anyway? Mine's purple.
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[he gives a scrutinous, bitchy teenage side-eye at the favorite color thing, trying to figure out if it's like, a dig at him or some weird way of trying to ingratiate himself to a highblood. (it can't be the latter, he knows, because nobody fucking cares about the hemospectrum here, but still.)
or maybe it's because when he was BRUTALLY MURDERED in December, his blood color got put on full display for all these weird-ass humans to gawk at.]
...Vviolet. Obvviously? [as he lifts one hand to point at the streak in his hair.] It's sorta my wwhole deal.
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[It's mostly just neutral topics with some learning involved. But Klaus smiles at the information given]
That's awesome. I was never brave enough to dye my hair. Or like...I just never wanted to? But I am considering painting my nails purple sometime. There's like...the glitter nailpolishes that look pretty cool.
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i'm not saying he's good at it, but it is an interest!]
Wwhat's stoppin' you? Calgona's got a bunch'a shit to mess wwith. No servvice wworth speakin' of, but at least the supplies restock every day.
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I painted them a while back with a friend. Just haven’t gone back since then for that specific purpose. Mostly just make up stuff and various [There’s a pause as he remembers this is still a kid and some things just don’t need to be explained to children.]
You know. Hair treatment stuff. To keep it soft.