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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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What the fuck.]
That makes as much sense as anything else around here.
[YEET
Heβs now trying to aim for the part of the sickle thatβs currently lodged into the tree. Itβs definitely a gun thing.]
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Y-yeah, wait until I tell you that the tree being able to knock you unconscious isn't even the oddest thing.
[Yukio's yeetage bumps sickle-Clamor up a bit, making the blade a liiiiittle less embedded into the bark.]
It's... got the souls of the dead in it, apparently? So I'm trying not to hit the petals...
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And he thought working for Mephisto was weird.]
β¦ Noted.
[Heβs going to avoid the petals now, and with his sick ass aim, throw another rock.]
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You know... um. How do I explain this... Did you ever speak to or see Clamor in passing before...
[Before the pool.]
He... back home where we came from, his soul was trapped in that exact weapon. [Points, as if it needed emphasis.] I picked him up and we've been literally joined at the hip ever since. That's... you know, why I want it back. Aside from the fact that you clearly need a weapon in this place if you want to survive.
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I saw him once or twice, though we never spoke.
[He hadn't spoken to a lot of people, to be fair, and Clamor had always seemed busy when he saw him.]
Well... Let's get him back.
[YEET]
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[But dwelling on it is for later, for when Noah's alone and furious and plotting vengeance, and so with their continued efforts the sickle gets a little closer to falling out of the tree.]
...thanks, by the way. Um... for your help.
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Of course.
That's what friends are for.
[Right? They were friends, probably.
How did one make friends?
Did this ruin the possibility? Are you not suppose to say that you're friends?]
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Not because Noah doesn't want it, but because anyone he makes friends with suffers some horrible fate in the end, and he can't bear to think it might happen to Yukio, but
at the same time he's really fond of the idea, so he can't bring himself to tell people not to get involved with him anymore. Rough as this month has been, maybe that's what he needs to hear.]
Yeah, I guess so. [A little, tiny smile.] Just say the word if you need, and I'll try to help you too. As a friend, um... You know.
[Way to go, you flustered him.]
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Thanks.
[Noah, you're his first friend that he actually considers a friend.]
For now, let's make sure to get Clamor comes home.
[He's going to keep meeting rocks at the tree. He WILL get Clamor out.]