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come_sailaway2023-09-10 08:42 pm
maximumcake) wrote in come_sailaway2023-09-10 08:42 pm
[Open] I was too lazy for song lyrics
Who: Max Maximum & You!
What: Open catch-all for September
When: Through September
Where: All over
Warnings Some nudity, silly pranks and puns, severe touch aversion
1. [Clematis]
A. Ever since he brushed against that pretty purple vine flower, he's had such a hankering to play pranks on people. Nothing mean, just silly ones. Oh, wait! That package he just got is perfect! Oh, yes. He knows just what to do.
All over the ship, in the most unlikely of places, there are pairs of googly eyes stuck in humorous positions. The cover of a romance book looks so silly like this doesn't it? Opening the refrigerator is an interesting experience. Don't forget to check the egg carton. And, you really have to admit that the the statue on the promenade looks much better this way. Max, you madlad.
B. But it isn't just things on the ship he's putting googly eyes on. When he's in an especially ridiculous mood, he goes to sit in the hot tub with his shirt off so everyone can see the extra-large set of googly eyes he has pasted over both his nipples. With a gremlin grin on his face, he says, "Hey, my eyes are down here, buddy" while pointing to them. You better hope those are the only ones he's wearing in there...
C. For Darcy [Text]
Hey, Darcy, it's Max. Can you do me a favor and check on the potatoes in the cabinet? I think they might be growing eyes.
They are... in a matter of speaking
2. [Pilea Plant]
Well, he might be paying for those pranks now, because a brush with the Pilea plant has given him such an awkward problem. He's rich! His pockets runneth over with gold coins. Not just his pockets. His everything. He's finding them in his shirt. They are falling out of his pant legs as he walks. He brushes a hand through his hair and two more coins fall out with a clink. He even spits one up while eating.
"Oh my god, how do I make this stop??" he cries out loud enough that you can hear him outside the bathroom stall. Ask about that at your own risk.
By the end of the day, he's utterly miserable, and just sitting on the kitchen floor crying in a puddle of shiny gold coins and diamonds. They keep filling up the pots and pans every time he looks away.
3. [Catmint]
So. This is kind of awkward but not horrible? That's what he tells himself when he looks in the mirror and sees a pair of cat ears sitting on top of his head. They are in addition to his regular ears that are thankfully still exactly where they are supposed to be. He reaches to touch one of the cat ears and finds they actually have sensations in them. Weird.
He attempts to go about his day as normal, but he's noticed something else too. He has the strongest urge to meow at people. "Nya~ How's your day going?" he asks. "Mine's been furtastic." For the record, he is not compelled to make cat puns by the flowers, he's just Like This.
"Oh, I wonder what happens if I turn into a dog?"
4. [Milkweed]
The rest of these flower effects have been at least somewhat manageable (okay, maybe not the gold one) but the experience he's having today after accidentally touching some milkweed is truly awful.
"Please," he begs, "don't touch me. I can't... I can't deal with this."
He's taken off his tie and jacket, but it's not enough. So, he strips down to his undershirt too, and kicks off his shoes and socks. Even that isn't helping enough. He tries hiding naked in his cabin but being under the blanket is miserable. He's never, ever, felt so uncomfortable in his own skin. Any small brush against him feels like nails on a chalkboard, it makes the hairs stand up at the back of his neck.
"Why is this happening?" he sobs. "Make it stop!"
What: Open catch-all for September
When: Through September
Where: All over
Warnings Some nudity, silly pranks and puns, severe touch aversion
1. [Clematis]
A. Ever since he brushed against that pretty purple vine flower, he's had such a hankering to play pranks on people. Nothing mean, just silly ones. Oh, wait! That package he just got is perfect! Oh, yes. He knows just what to do.
All over the ship, in the most unlikely of places, there are pairs of googly eyes stuck in humorous positions. The cover of a romance book looks so silly like this doesn't it? Opening the refrigerator is an interesting experience. Don't forget to check the egg carton. And, you really have to admit that the the statue on the promenade looks much better this way. Max, you madlad.
B. But it isn't just things on the ship he's putting googly eyes on. When he's in an especially ridiculous mood, he goes to sit in the hot tub with his shirt off so everyone can see the extra-large set of googly eyes he has pasted over both his nipples. With a gremlin grin on his face, he says, "Hey, my eyes are down here, buddy" while pointing to them. You better hope those are the only ones he's wearing in there...
C. For Darcy [Text]
Hey, Darcy, it's Max. Can you do me a favor and check on the potatoes in the cabinet? I think they might be growing eyes.
They are... in a matter of speaking
2. [Pilea Plant]
Well, he might be paying for those pranks now, because a brush with the Pilea plant has given him such an awkward problem. He's rich! His pockets runneth over with gold coins. Not just his pockets. His everything. He's finding them in his shirt. They are falling out of his pant legs as he walks. He brushes a hand through his hair and two more coins fall out with a clink. He even spits one up while eating.
"Oh my god, how do I make this stop??" he cries out loud enough that you can hear him outside the bathroom stall. Ask about that at your own risk.
By the end of the day, he's utterly miserable, and just sitting on the kitchen floor crying in a puddle of shiny gold coins and diamonds. They keep filling up the pots and pans every time he looks away.
3. [Catmint]
So. This is kind of awkward but not horrible? That's what he tells himself when he looks in the mirror and sees a pair of cat ears sitting on top of his head. They are in addition to his regular ears that are thankfully still exactly where they are supposed to be. He reaches to touch one of the cat ears and finds they actually have sensations in them. Weird.
He attempts to go about his day as normal, but he's noticed something else too. He has the strongest urge to meow at people. "Nya~ How's your day going?" he asks. "Mine's been furtastic." For the record, he is not compelled to make cat puns by the flowers, he's just Like This.
"Oh, I wonder what happens if I turn into a dog?"
4. [Milkweed]
The rest of these flower effects have been at least somewhat manageable (okay, maybe not the gold one) but the experience he's having today after accidentally touching some milkweed is truly awful.
"Please," he begs, "don't touch me. I can't... I can't deal with this."
He's taken off his tie and jacket, but it's not enough. So, he strips down to his undershirt too, and kicks off his shoes and socks. Even that isn't helping enough. He tries hiding naked in his cabin but being under the blanket is miserable. He's never, ever, felt so uncomfortable in his own skin. Any small brush against him feels like nails on a chalkboard, it makes the hairs stand up at the back of his neck.
"Why is this happening?" he sobs. "Make it stop!"
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Then he'd spotted one on a cheese wheel. That earned a snort, hastily quieted.
Then he'd opened the refrigerator to find something left over from having made lunch with Helena only to be met with the rearranged produce all staring back at him. His resolve is breaking.
In going up to the upper deck to get on with his fitness routine, all is lost; he's spotted Max. And more than that, he's spotted yet more googly eyes, and he knows that he's done for. Max doesn't even get the chance to finish his greeting before Shouji is burying his face in his hands, unable to help peal of loud, inelegant laughter at the culmination of the morning's silliness.
"You're the one that googly-eyed my lunch?"
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"Yep! You got me. Guilty as charged. Pretty funny, right?" He's so proud of himself.
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"The egg carton was an especially nice touch. Where did you get so many in different sizes?" He might be formulating a plan, if Max has more of them to spare.
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"Ha! I'm so glad you thought so. I worried it might be overkill but then I thought about how surprising it would be to have eggs looking at me." He's so proud of his dumb joke.
"They came in a sundries box. I still have tons. I'm almost running out of ideas for them." He looks down at his own chest. "Almost."
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"They do make hilarious pasties," he agrees, briefly looking down at himself. If he had his hero costume he might suggest googly-eyeing it just to see who might notice. "I'd suggest seeing whose cabins are open to you and attaching them to some of their belongings. A TV or their toiletries maybe. Targeted silliness."
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He did think about trying to get into some people's rooms but then he thought maybe that would be too much of an invasion. So the library suffered instead. They'll be peeling eyes off book covers for months. Not to mention the kitchen.
"What if I put some above your little mouth there? Then it will look like a whole face."
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He blinks, then laughs a little in spite of himself, settling down on his knees properly with his hands resting loose on top of them.
"Such as it is." He looks down at the limb, then back at Max, brightening up a bit more. "What if you did that and found someone to talk to? They can stretch, so if I were to be out of sight I could reach it over so it's all they would see of me."
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"Oh my god! That's the best idea ever! It will look like you're a sock puppet. Oh, can you do that with your eyes too so you can see their faces? I bet it will be so funny. They'll be so confused."
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A pair of eyes on their own stalks branch from the same limb and come to hover just above that mouth, blinking and briefly "crossing" before focusing back on Max. It might give the impression of a muppet even more now.
"I've done something like this before, actually. I hid around a corner and peeked one eye up over the edge of a friend's desk, and waited for her to notice before adding another three, and then kept doing that until she laughed. It took about nine total. She knew it was me but it was still worth it to distract her like that."
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Speaking of surprise, Max lets out a delighted squeal when he sprouts those eyes and then crosses them. That's just like a muppet.
"Aaaw, that sounds so cute. I don't know how she made it to nine. Three would have been enough to break me."
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That reaction prompts a grin from Shouji in return, both on that mouth and the one hidden out of sight.
"I think she knew what I was up to and was having a hard day and wanted to keep being surly, but seeing her in a bad mood felt wrong." He twists a bit in place to find his phone, thumbing it briefly then turning it around to show a photo of one of the pages of the album he'd gotten, of a young woman with fluffy pink hair and equally pink skin, training with a friend.
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"That was so sweet of you to cheer her up no matter how much she wanted to stay upset. You're a really good friend. What's her name? Does she have a quirk too? Wait, does that guy have a tail?"
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"Ashido Mina. Her Quirk is Acid; her body produces it, and she can control what it does more or less. We're not sure if it's why she's pink, but she leans into it. Her hero name is Pinky." Then he flips through the album to show another photo of the tailed boy. "Ojiro Mashirao. His quirk is his tail just like mine is my arms. He's a talented martial artist, too. Mina taught us all to dance at one point, but he didn't care much for it so he was more of a stuntman."
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"Pinky really is the perfect name for her. She's really cute. So is Ojiro, actually." Max, please... "It's amazing how varied all of your quirks are. But, wait... does that mean you have a hero name too? What is it?"
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"They are," he agrees quietly, though he would never say as much to Ojiro, unsure as he is about his friend's preferences. He wouldn't want to make him uncomfortable in the process of attempting to flatter, after all. "Our quirks are as unique as out genetics are. It leads to some extremely interesting manifestations of otherwise similar abilities. Here-" He flips to another photo, of a young bird-headed man in the school uniform, conversing with a guy with completely black skin but white hair. "They both operate in and around darkness, but one takes power from it while the other moves through it."
The question of his hero name makes him straighten up a touch. "At the risk of it not necessarily translating properly, the name I chose was Tentacole." Meant to be a pun, but likely wouldn't get across without having to explain it.
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"Tentacole... like an octopus tentacle?"
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"The point is, we know who we are and we know we have nothing to be ashamed of. People who want to bring you down aren't worth your time."
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"There's a peace in knowing who you are and what you want, even when that sometimes changes. I think that's what makes him one of the most powerful out of all of us. Besides the explosions, anyway."