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yogen2021-09-22 09:08 pm
silentabyss) wrote in yogen2021-09-22 09:08 pm
in this world it's yeet or be yeeted
Who: Noah & You('re getting hit in the head with a rock)
What: Multiple attempts at getting Sickle-Clamor out of the wisteria tree
When: 9/23
Where: Courtyard. Wisteria. Be there or be square
Warnings: comedy, comedy that might be dark, wolfie thinking she's fucking hilarious, Noah's mental health
β½ Rock and Roll
[Imagine walking into the courtyard and getting beaned in the head with a rock from the beloved Yogen rock gacha.
Because that's what happens to you (unless you dodged it or saw it coming somehow) as you're walking through the courtyard β a rock flies through the wisteria branches and absolutely clocks you or something near you, whatever happens. Now, where did that rock come from?
Of course, it's one Noah Ebalon, hurling his massive haul of rock gacha rocks except for the skull one which is cool and is back in his room at... something embedded in the high branches of the wisteria tree? Why? Whatever is he doing? What's that weird black thing sitting up in the high branches? How did that... get there?
Oblivious to anything going on around him, Noah... continues to throw rocks at this object in an attempt to dislodge it. Whatever this is β it looks sharp, like a weapon, maybe β he wants it very badly. Maybe... avoid the opposite side of the tree for a bit... or yell at him for being reckless...]
β½ Sound Asleep
[When the rocks don't work (which is an endeavour that goes on for several hours, by the way), Noah decides he's going to use better methods: Climbing!
Yes, he's going to climb the super dangerous wisteria tree, you know, the tree that puts people to sleep if they touch the petals? That tree? Yeah, he's going. Yes, he's ignoring your protests, if you have any, because he wants that weapon. Noah's careful to dodge around most of the petals, seeming quite self-aware what with how his limbs are positioned and how he glances around while clinging to the bark just to make sure he doesn't accidentally brush a petal with his next move. Of course...
The higher he goes, the higher the risk of falling asleep and either getting stuck in the tree or straight-up falling out and cracking his head open. His hand brushes over one petal just barely and he slides halfway down the bark, momentarily sleepy, and then carries on like nothing happened with renewed-albeit-tired vigor.
Another petal brushes his shoulder... yeah, might wanna try to talk him out of this before he goes splat.]
What: Multiple attempts at getting Sickle-Clamor out of the wisteria tree
When: 9/23
Where: Courtyard. Wisteria. Be there or be square
Warnings: comedy, comedy that might be dark, wolfie thinking she's fucking hilarious, Noah's mental health
β½ Rock and Roll
[Imagine walking into the courtyard and getting beaned in the head with a rock from the beloved Yogen rock gacha.
Because that's what happens to you (unless you dodged it or saw it coming somehow) as you're walking through the courtyard β a rock flies through the wisteria branches and absolutely clocks you or something near you, whatever happens. Now, where did that rock come from?
Of course, it's one Noah Ebalon, hurling his massive haul of rock gacha rocks except for the skull one which is cool and is back in his room at... something embedded in the high branches of the wisteria tree? Why? Whatever is he doing? What's that weird black thing sitting up in the high branches? How did that... get there?
Oblivious to anything going on around him, Noah... continues to throw rocks at this object in an attempt to dislodge it. Whatever this is β it looks sharp, like a weapon, maybe β he wants it very badly. Maybe... avoid the opposite side of the tree for a bit... or yell at him for being reckless...]
β½ Sound Asleep
[When the rocks don't work (which is an endeavour that goes on for several hours, by the way), Noah decides he's going to use better methods: Climbing!
Yes, he's going to climb the super dangerous wisteria tree, you know, the tree that puts people to sleep if they touch the petals? That tree? Yeah, he's going. Yes, he's ignoring your protests, if you have any, because he wants that weapon. Noah's careful to dodge around most of the petals, seeming quite self-aware what with how his limbs are positioned and how he glances around while clinging to the bark just to make sure he doesn't accidentally brush a petal with his next move. Of course...
The higher he goes, the higher the risk of falling asleep and either getting stuck in the tree or straight-up falling out and cracking his head open. His hand brushes over one petal just barely and he slides halfway down the bark, momentarily sleepy, and then carries on like nothing happened with renewed-albeit-tired vigor.
Another petal brushes his shoulder... yeah, might wanna try to talk him out of this before he goes splat.]
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[Her voice trails off a little awkwardly, rubbing at the nape of her neck with a bit of a grimace.]
But yeah, I exist again. If you want me to pinch you to make sure it's real, I can do that. It's my superpower, you see.
[It isn't, but she can pretend.]
I'm relatively fine, though. So why were you throwing rocks, anyway?
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[Noah's been going through it β what with Clamor being found out to be a doppelganger as of late, dredging up old traumas he'd rather not think about β and he's started to believe everyone around him isn't real, but... Inaba is Inaba, with all the snark and sarcasm as she had before, and surely she has to be real.
Sad thoughts aside...]
...I'm happy to see you.
[And then he turns toward the tree and points up at it, where there's a shiny, black-and-blue sickle stuck in the branches. Embedded, really. If it were simply laying there, he might've knocked it out of the tree by now.]
I'm trying to get Claβ my weapon out of the tree. I dunno why hβ it showed up there all of a sudden when I haven't had it this whole time, but I walked outside and it was just... there.
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[She's fine with doing it though. Of course someone like her who notices the minute details in his expression, and how he keeps on changing his wording.]
I see. Well, is there anything I can possibly do to help?
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...Do you have any other bright ideas besides rocks? Or are you a really good shot, maybe?
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[He puts that so bluntly and nonchalantly, too. Another rock goes flying to collide with a CLANG into the weapon's handle, and it moves down about a half-inch. Success?]
It's just... physically getting into the wisteria tree is probably a bad idea. As if this is the more convenient option, though...
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[She says those words a little bluntly, but there's also definite traces of worry in her eyes. Although hearing the clang and that next statement--]
Is there a reason why it's a bad idea?
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[For a second, Noah stops tossing rocks, explaining carefully,]
If you touch the wisteria petals, you'll fall asleep. A-apparently, from what I've heard from a lot of people, that tree houses the souls of people who die here... so I'm trying not to hit the tree too.
[It's why his aim is a little bit off.]
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[She hums to herself as she listens carefully to the explanation before--]
Like, 'fall asleep' as in a coma? But I guess that makes sense... but why is it here, I wonder...
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[He gives a vague shrug to the latter question, though.]
Everything in this place is already so weird, so I'm not shocked about anything anymore.
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[It's... too risky, she's fairly certain. She finds herself sighing, however, her shoulders sagging.]
I suppose that's true... although the idea of 'getting used to it' is honestly a little more terrifying than I'd like.