[open] the caring and keeping of trollish sentiment

[uncodlyawwesome]

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!!!)

Comments

1a

[busball]

[Klaus is only vaguely aware of the time and certainly mostly unaware of the fact that it's February. Isn't it still January?

Anyway.

They've been back and forth down the hall, trying to decide whether or not to knock and talk to Ari again now that they're not feeling like absolute trash. At least physically. But they're also not really sure how to do it without it being awkward.

So seeing Eridan ripping down Valentine's decor distracts him entirely from his plans (read: gives them an excuse to just pretend that's not what they're doing and then do something else).] You must really hate Valentine's Day. [Wait a second. It's Valentine's Day soon? Shit. He's got a lot of planning to do.]

2

[pinballer]

[ And who should walk in but the boy with an angry scowl, and a spade and a club prominently displayed on the shoulders of his vest? ]

What do you think is going on, asswipe? [ He rolls his eyes, because the fact that Eridan obviously isn't human doesn't make him think twice about the fact that he might not know what Valentine's Day is. ] It's fucking Valentine's Day.

[ A holiday that Vance usually despises, but this time he has a girlfriend so he has to at least pretend not to gag at heart-shaped decorations. ]

3

[skaikru]

( and today, this particular gaudy set up is taking up like, three endcaps in the all and sundries storefront. it's awful, and almost offensively pink. but offers a few items that stray from the normal stock of the shop, and thus clarke has to investigate.

she is picking up a heart shaped box of chocolate and giving it a shake before spotting eridan picking from a display of seasonal greeting cards right next to the postcard display. and she judges his reaction to the paper he's holding to be something between... awe? disgust? confusion? whatever it is, clarke's not much help, they don't do this holiday in space either. but, reading fiction nearly every day for the past almost-year has allowed some connections to be made easier than others; the cultural osmosis has been jumpstarted on this end.

and it's just a step closer to strain her eyes and read "YOU'RE A CATCH" above a cartoon picture of a goldish in a bowl.

ugh. ) They're all awful, aren't they?

1b

[astrogator]

[Eridan's neighbor over in 159 wasn't in her cabin the first time that he'd had to deal with the holiday nonsense. She'd seen the decorations on his door, yes, but she'd assumed that he'd done it himself. Stepping outside to see him tearing it all down, then, is more than a little surprising.]

Angels are an Earther religious concept. I have no idea about the rest. Wait...you weren't the one that put all that there? You want me to help you get rid of it?

[She'll be only too happy to help destroy the bizarre little display if it's unwanted.]

2.

[seethesun]

Eleanor has not had sushi before. She has memories (via Blood Google) of sushi, and she's curious to experience it for herself, but Eridan isn't the only one who has been stopped up short by walking into the fish joint and finding it violently pink. She's staring at a plate of it with what is either the five stages of grief or intense meditation when his question makes her aware that someone else is here with her. She turns her head and -

- that is...a fish person -

Eleanor sallies a weak smile. "Excellent question. I have...never seen sushi like this," or sushi at all but shhhhhhhh, "and I am uncertain why one would do this to fish. They almost seem like romantic novelties..."