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(Belated) Quests and stuff!

WHO: Caramia and the town
WHERE: The town
WHEN: The month of March
WHAT: Open threads for Quests 48-50!!
WARNINGS: Nothing atm!!

HMU @

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I. (Blues for quest succeeding-- OTA if you don't mind failing!)

[ You know the saying "curiosity killed the cat"? Surely, this saying implied that cats were just very curious by nature, no matter the consequence. While Caramia may have denied this openly, he was, in fact, flat out proof of this. While he may not have been a lion anymore, he certainly kept his intense wonder of everything, and need to know about the world and all of it's happenings.

You would think by now that Caramia would have first hand experience that this town was quite serious with its quests, with all the means to complete them even if it would seem normally out of reach. Like, for example, that one quest where you could literally steal someone's color or that time making a few new friends restored the color of trees??? Shit was wild. And yet, still, seeing the quest "Swap bodies with someone else"... That couldn't be real, right?

It was a dangerous thought to have, and yet, here Caramia was. He didn't really even want to know what the reward was, he just wanted to know how it worked. It wasn't like he was a stranger to changing forms, after all. Going from a lion to a human was a huge transition, so surely going from a human to another human wouldn't be that jarring... right?

No matter what the closest person to him seemed to be doing, once Caramia snapped from his thoughts, he'd definitely be swayed over to where they were to very nonchalantly put in his hands in theirs... ]

II. (OTA)

[ Leaning over the colorless water of the harbor wasn't Caramia's best plan, in hindsight. Were it up to him, he would absolutely be avoiding this place like the plague. Water was just the absolute worst after all. Buuut, with the quests up on the forum, he figured maybe there was some kind of catch. Like maybe the water had gotten it's color back without his knowledge. (Spoilers: It didn't.)

But, still, he walked over to the edge anyway and silently cursed the water for simply existing. He certainly seemed incredibly distracted at the moment! Wonder why that is. Couldn't be because he was debating something dramatic and traumatizing like nearly having monsters drown him in there or anything, right?? Of course not, that would be silly, haha! What better way to play a Fun Joke than just to push him right the hell in?? What's the worse that could happen?? Besides, he's certainly a prime target!! ]

III. (OTA)

[ And finally, Caramia leaves a message on the form in his familiar color. ]

Ciao! Caramia here! If anyone is interested, I'd be willing to teach someone about how to handle and fire their choosing of a firearm. Just be sure to follow instructions, as to avoid any unwanted injuries!! It's important to know how to protect yourselves, after all. (ﾐΦ ﻌ Φﾐ)ง✧ I'll be in Ruga if you're interested. The very yellow-orange house-- you can't miss it!

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Would you take in students even if they've had absolutely no training beforehand?

Certainly! I think it's more important for those, really. I should warn you beforehand that this will simply be for self-defense. I don't encourage anyone using them if they don't absolutely have to.

Well of course. That should be the same for all weaponry. But lately I've had to realize my own won't last forever.

In that case, you're more than welcome to, signorina. Would you rather I come over? I'd rather you be somewhere comfortable for this.

I do not wish to disturb my house mates, I can meet you wherever you find suitable.

[ Well he sure picked a fine day to go outside and play some music, but winter’s nearly over and even one as melancholy as he must get some sunshine every so often. Hence why he’s out and about the various districts, absently plucking some tune or the other on his harp before coming to a stop on a sidewalk somewhere in Ruga.

Of course he hadn’t accounted for the hungry lion on the prowl as he paused for a moment to tune his harp. So intent is he in his work that he fails to pay any heed to approaching passerby. But when Caramia gets close enough to actually touch him Tristan looks up to offer a friendly greeting, before— ]

What—? [ A blink, and he finds himself staring back at…himself? ]

[ You know... if he was expecting something, it wasn't this. Maybe some sort of magic flash, or something with a bunch of sparkles-- he's used to magic being really flashy and sparkly after all. But not this. It's jarring, how his vision just shifted, and suddenly he was blinking rapidly from Tristan's spot instead.

Ah...

He looked at his hand, then brought it up to his face to pat against it lightly. And... he almost seemed excited for a moment. The kind one would find in a child's eyes after receiving candy. ]

Wow! So that could actually happen... [ For someone who's been here since day one, you'd think he'd know by now that there wasn't really anything much in way of stuff just being a gag. But when he finally looked up, he seemed a bit surprised-- whether because Tristan was still there or just the fact he was also staring at himself was unclear, but it was probably a mix of the two. ] Oh! Scusa, signore! I must've startled you.

[ He's sure taking this well. ]

[ Do you have any idea how a look of childish anticipation looks downright disconcerting on a face like that? Even Tristan is deeply perturbed, though more for Caramia’s sake than his own.

Having a mortal body again does take a bit of adjusting though. It’s weird being…well, no longer the living dead for a change. ]

How sad… [ Moving on: ] It seems that I have somehow hijacked your body.

[ And to think this strange fellow is just being nice and polite and trying to say hi and all… ]

Oh, if only I knew a way to reverse this. I am deeply sorry for the trouble.

[ Probabky just as disconcerting as it was for Caramia to watch Tristan apologizing for what was Caramia’s own mishap. He raised his hand and waved it around nervously. ]

N-not at all! Don’t worry about it. [ He began to reach around and rub the back of his neck, only to stop short when there was a lot more hair than expected. He put his hand back down onto the harp he was apparently holding?? Wild. ] It’s my fault for being a little too personal! I’m shocked it happened at all!! [ Not that he should have been. ]

It’s quite the icebreaker, though, don’t you think??

[ Enjoy having a magnificent mane again, Caramia. ]

I suppose it is a rather…unique way of meeting people. [ He glances despondently at his harp. It can play the sweetest music at Tristan’s command, but it can also unleash deadly invisible homing sound-arrows that will strike his foes without fail. What if this poor stranger hurts himself or someone else with it?

But surely this funny stranger will know better than to play with forces beyond his control…Tristan can only see the best in him, in the end. ]

Pray forgive me. I did not wish to intrude upon your body. But I vow to guard it with all my strength until such a time as we can be restored.

[ Kano's text is still newbie black, but at least it's easy to read. ]

Ciao~!!!
Is there really that much to protect ourselves from?
How scary~
A question!
Are there enough firearms to go around, or do we have to supply our own?

As of lately, things have been admittedly more tame, but considering what we’ve had to deal with in the past, that isn’t saying too much. It’s best to be prepared, in any case!!

There is a limited supply, but I’d be willing to spare some of mine. I have some I won’t be using here, along with ammunition, if someone is interested and feels they need it.

What's been going on in the past...
In any case, if there's limited supplies and ammunition, wouldn't it be better to save them for those who know how to use it?
Somebody like me would just waste all those precious bullets learning how to shoot, after all~

There are creatures that sometimes prove a bit hard to fend off. Usually of the mythological sort. Not to worry you or anything!! Like I said, it’s been much better, but I want to assure people are prepared.

Well, because the guns themselves may be limited, but the ammo is not. We have our means to get ahold of new stuff, and the guns themselves I managed to get a hold of because I want people in town to have a means of protection.
The people who know how to use a gun generally already have one, or a more suitable weapon, I’ve found.
And you highly underestimate my skills as a teacher!

It's all a bit hard to believe, really!!
But if there are lots of people who know how to fight, I'm not as worried~
www until people turn upon themselves, I suppose~
But that won't happen, right?!
Never mind that!
I'll trust your skills as a teacher, if you'll have me~

Oh! That too! I forget sometimes that this isn’t unusual for some people. Scusa.

But. Don’t worry. The good majority of us are very close and willing to protect one another!! And of course I’ll have you! What should I call you, signore?

Closeness comes with living together a long time, huh?
I'll work hard to be accepted too~
My name's Kano!
You can call me Kano~!!!
Your name is Caramia, right?
Nice to meet you~

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[ Between the newcomers, and the rather depressing set of quests (namely the one "Hey Let's Be Really Sad" quest, really), it was hard to not have a lot on one's mind. Or maybe it was just Caramia? Was he overthinking things? He couldn't really be sure. However, you know what the opposite of mourning your lost friends was? Being really grateful that you still had some around here!

And hey, speaking of which! You know how he hasn't given enough appreciation to lately?

Caramia took careful strides over to Akechi, making a point to not get too close to the edge of the harbor, but definitely trying to make himself known. ]

Ciao! [ There was a small wave and everything. ] It's been a minute, Akechi. I hope things have been well?

[ As Akechi is sitting in the harbor with his makeshift rod out and the hope for a tasty dinner for his cat back at home, his idle thoughts don't extend in the same direction as Caramia's; many of his acquaintances are gone, that's true, but the few he has managed to form close ties with - because he's still not good enough at this - somehow have stayed behind. Maybe, somewhere in the back of his mind, he even wonders if this telling him he should strengthen those bonds even further...

And the voice calling him out to him just happens to be one of those people. ]

Caramia-san, hello! [ He gives him a smile from over his shoulder, genuine and warm. ] Have you come for fishing, as well?

[ It wasn't Caramia's smartest idea to go directly to Kyrie after this whole fiasco, but, you know, it wasn't like he wouldn't eventually find out, right? And, besides, he didn't exactly have anywhere else to go.

But it still wasn't fun to have a door shut in his face. At least Kyrie was ever so kind enough to throw his laptop out at him after complaining about wanting to at least grab his things, right? What a jerk. ]

You know, I can't make dinner if I'm out here!

[ Sorry, Kyrie, you're still not getting rid of him. ]

Furthermore, you know you moved in here, right?! That this was my house?! That you just literally kicked me out of my own house?!?!

Edited 2019-03-27 19:18 (UTC)

[ Hey, it's not Kyrie's fault he's an idiot. The only small relief to be found here is that he hadn't tried to swap bodies with him.

He's already in the habit of checking his own laptop fairly often, but because Caramia is as predictable as ever, he's already sitting down with his chin in his hand by the time his message comes through. ]

If you didn't want to be kicked out, you would have put more thought into the actions that led you to this point. Do you think I get any enjoyment out of this?

[ He DOES, but... That's beside the point. ]

In regards to dinner, I'm sure Shiho and I will manage something. I'm not about to let myself starve because of your mistakes.

[ That would've been fun, too, though. If only Caramia weren't absolutely sure he'd kill Caramia on the spot when they swapped back... ]

Yes!!! I'm sure you thoroughly enjoyed slamming the door in my face, actually!

Or, consider the following: you could just let me IN!

No. Why should I?

[ 'It's my house' isn't the correct answer, apparently. ]

It's bad enough that I have to see your ugly face each and every morning, but now you want to inflict HIS upon me as well? I refuse. You can come inside again once you return to normal. For your sake, I hope the effect isn't permanent.

Oi, who's ugly face now??? You know, you're dating that face! And you're the one who moved in, too, so really it's your own fault if you're unhappy with it.

[ Part of him wanted to point out that it was Dorothy who gave him that face, but that might still be a little too soon to throw back at Kyrie. ]

I'll figure out a way to change back. I have my own resources, you know! But in the meantime, I would like to have access to my home! Staying outside the whole time doesn't sound satisfying in the slightest!

Did I ever say I was dating you for your looks? Honestly, if you believe that for even a minute I might just die laughing. Were it not for your title back home, I'm certain your favor with women would have plummeted overnight!

[ Hey, why is this the topic they've ended up on? This is a bad topic! Boys, you're both pretty! ]

I already compromised in giving you your laptop, you know. I don't see why you're being so stubborn about this... unless...

[ There's a short pause between replies here. And then: ]

Caramia... is this your way of saying you wouldn't care if I allowed a strange man into my bed?

You really are the worst. I've changed my mind! You can find a new place to live. I hope it's as filthy and rotten as you are, you awful, disgusting lion.

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I!

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If I wasn’t mobile I’d be flinging Tristan icons at you. Alas :’(

worry not friend, i will not rush shenanigans

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Akechi

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For Kyrie (during the Tristan bodyswap)

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