august catch-all

[parodeity]

WHO: Dave Strider & OTHER PEOPLE
WHERE: many places
WHEN: everywhen
WHAT: shenanigans
WARNINGS: dave swears sometimes as per usual

OPEN: PUMPKINS

[ so on the 3rd dave goes out and does a thing with some people and comes back and Lo And Behold, there are now pumpkins in the garden! ...almost. not quite. you can find him planting the magic seed in the gardens (why) on the 4th and about a week after that pumpkins will be a thing.

they have color. this is fantastic and great, obviously.

dave can be found in the middle of august twirling a knife and looking at some of the pumpkins contemplatively. while you can catch him at any of the above times, if you catch him in the middle of the month he'll say: ]

You know, I've never carved a pumpkin before.

OPEN: CAPTCHAROIDS

[ early on in the month dave will be carrying around his captcharoid camera for some godforsaken reason, and will occasionally pause to snap a picture of, like. you, your house, whatever you're doing, a flower...

it produces an instant picture every time, and he'll offer the thing to whoever you are. there's a captcha code on the back of every card, it's fascinating and dumb. don't you want it?

later in the month he'll have his actual camera, rescued last month. there's no instant photos here and he's a little less casual about it, being picky with his shots because film is a limited thing and he's careful with it. if you catch him then: ]

You know what ribbons would help? Ribbons that spat out film every week. [ he sounds vaguely rueful. ]

WILDCARD

[ if you'd just like to throw something at me, go for it! otherwise feel free to pm me or ping me on plurk for a specific prompt tailored for you if you'd prefer me to write you a starter. i'll respond to any starters left here, however! i will also be putting quests in here later in the month once we get them.

AS A NOTE: if your character thinks of dave as close cr and you didn't fill it out last month, please fill out a lost memory here for my record-keeping purposes! as per death rules, all close cr loses one memory of dave at the time of his death. thank you! ]

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AUGUST 3RD: AIN'T GOT THYME FOR THIS (CLOSED: MINATO & IGNIS)

[parodeity]

[ FOR REFERENCE: plant name generator, a charming friend, a beautiful seed.

anyway, scene setting: dave invited ignis and minato along on an Adventure because the other month he'd promised to call minato along for backup next time although he doesn't anticipate much trouble just gathering plants. it's why john's not along, probably. plants are easy and boring and safe. ignis is the other co-leader-esque person in regards to the garden, so he seemed like a safe option to invite along also. you know, as you do.

that said, while they'd out gathering the bullshit guren asked for (dave's being careful about it despite casually referring to the plants as such) dave eventually pauses and cocks his head to the side, scanning the woods. ]

...I think we've got a tagalong. [ he's holding some weird fairy moss bullshit he's never seen before.

he probably shouldn't have just up and picked it up, this being the case, but that's what dave did. it's kind of sticky on his hands and he's been trying to shake it off for like. three minutes now. ]

[messianic]

[Plants are easy, boring and safe, and yet they're going into the woods, so is it really that safe... Minato's got some plants in hand as well (he also has no idea what they are, some sort of strange flower and some other odd mossy thing...?), but mostly he's just peering around curiously by the time Dave just...offers that up.

Uh.]

Some sort of monster...?

[He's coming closer to both Dave and Ignis instead of poking around in the bushes now, at least. He has at least that much sense.]

[unfatalist]

[Ignis is fond of both Dave and Minato, and so it's no real surprise that he'd volunteered to come along when asked about this little adventure. What's also no real surprise is that he's somehow ended up the mom of the group, or at the very least the designated chaperone, and Dave isn't the only one who's been quietly wary that there's something out there in Them Thar Woods™ before now.]

I'd hardly find it surprising. Let's keep moving, and see if we can't lead it in a circle; perhaps we'll be able to catch a glimpse of it first, before it decides to overtake us.

[parodeity]

D'you think we have a need for really sticky moss?

[ dave is still trying to shake the colorless stuff off of his hands. WHY DID HE TOUCH IT. THIS WAS A MISTAKE!!!!! and he should be more worried about the thing they want to lead in a circle, although he'd simply nodded to the plan and started walking.

waving his hands in larger circles does not dislodge the moss. this is terrible. ]

[messianic]

[Ignis is doing his best, but also, look at the teens he has to work with here...]

I don't know... Ichinose-san seems to manage to find a use for a lot of things though, so--

[He frowns vaguely at it all stuck to Dave's hands.]

Can you scrape it off with a stick?

[Focus more on the possible monster, kids! Of course, Minato's also going along willingly with the plan here, but. Yeah.]

[unfatalist]

David, keep swinging your arms like that and when that moss does dislodge, you're going to fling it wildly into the air to end up gods-only-knows-where. Quite possibly on one of our faces.

[His name is not actually David but you know what, sometimes Mom Habits™ die hard.]

Here. Veer left up here.

[parodeity]

It's Dave, dude, full name and all.

[ he veers left.

he keeps swinging his arms up like that, and the moss dislodges!

possibly on one of their faces. ]

[messianic]

[...

Look.

Minato was content to veer left.

But.

Also, naturally, he's the one who gets the moss to the face. To his credit, he doesn't make a noise, but he does flail a little as he reaches for it. It's stuck to his fringe of hair....and his face....and now his hand...

Aaaah.]

[unfatalist]

Oh, for —

[NO WONDER HE CAME OUT HERE WITH THESE TWO, look at the disaster we have become already. Luckily, he's smart enough not to just run over and touch it himself, from trying to help, lest they all end up stuck together even more.]

Don't pull on it, it'll make it worse. Someone watch for our tagalong, will you please.

[Meanwhile, time to fuss!!]

GIORNO: THIS ISN'T CATFISHING

[parodeity]

[ a little while after their conversation dave can be found at the community gardens, loitering near all the flowers john's collected.

he has one red flower behind his ear. that is what he is doing here, apparently. he does recognize giorno, though, from the one time they talked at the feast, and he lifts his hand in an acknowledging little not-quite wave. ]

Hey, sup.

a katnyapping

[tropism]

[ giorno realizes his mistake later on when he tries to think about all the blue flowers that he knows and finds that he doesn't really .... know a lot of them to be blue. blue is an odd colour for a flower. bluebells are a pain in the ass to wear, which is why he just holds a stem.

giorno gives him a slight tilt of the head in recognition. ]

Hello. I've bought something else, as well.

[ from the time that he went into the high-speed train to venice days ago, giorno takes out a small pack of ... floss. ] It'll probably be easier to shape stems into something round if we take either vines or actually have something stable to hold them in place.

[parodeity]

...Why the fuck did I not think of that.

[ HONESTLY...he's been trying to braid the stems or like, put them through one another. somehow the simple solution of "string" didn't occur to him, and dave looks momentarily offended by his own oversight. ]

I can't believe I failed out of Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader? I always thought I'd do better than this. But no, it's me, I am the dumb adult.

[ teenager, but details. ]

[tropism]

[ giorno raises an eyebrow. he doesn't laugh, but he feels it in him anyhow. he just ends up smiling. ]

Simple solutions for lazy people, like me.

[ he approaches the flowers. he takes one, and turns it into a daisy easy enough; it warps and twists until the petals were a dull white. ] And one for you. Do you need more or do you want just an accent flower?

[parodeity]

Holy shit. How'd you do that? I'll take like, three more if it doesn't like make you tired or anything?

[ people's powers: ALWAYS FUN TO LEARN ABOUT ]

[tropism]

You can have three more.

[ and giorno, amused, gives him three more. ]

It's something I've always been able to do. Pretty useful for a lot of things, including making stellar flower crowns.

[parodeity]

So like...your world has magic?

[ he assumes this is magic. ]

Do you make just flowers, or like seeds and shit too?

[tropism]

Not everyone does. It depends on the person and the circumstances that happen to them in their life. Some people are born with it. Others are .... not so lucky.

I happen to have grown up with this. I think I inherited it from my dad, though I'm not sure - he died when I was young.

I can make lots of things, however. [ rather amused; ] I've been trying to figure out just how much of my abilities do I still have here. I'm not entirely satisfied with the results so far; I think there's parts of it that I can't access, but it's nothing ... bad. [ perhaps he's better off not being able to do it at all.

in any case he's just not going to outright admit it's a stand. ]

HOMESTUCKS: BOATSTUCK EDITION

[parodeity]

[ so. everyone has more or less had their reunions and the sirens are more or less dealt with and as far as i know no one died but at LEAST none of the homestucks died, so...they're in the boat that jake and john and dave built, going back to chroma proper. they can take turns rowing, or maybe john's powers are back in business and he can blow them all the way there. dave isn't himself too concerned about it. he'll take turns rowing if he has to, but otherwise he's slumped heavy against john's side because he's half convinced his best friend will disappear on him again if he doesn't and also he's exhausted and the queasy-sickness hasn't quite gone away yet. it's not his turn to row right now, so he can just drape on john with his eyes shut behind his shades, his left foot pressed up against dirk's foot or leg or whatever so he can make sure dirk's still there too without having to keep his eyes open. sorry, dirk.

jake is spared dave keeping contact for the time being. you're welcome, jake. ]

So, [ it's a mumble and dave realizes he should maybe offer first aid or something but none of them seem to be immediately dying, so ] who wants to tell me what the fuck happened first?

[ may as well catch up. ]

[windeity]

[The island was a mess and he hated being capped on his powers, but at least he wasn't alone. Like. It was bad because it meant Dave was alone though and so as soon as the rescue ops came through and the four of them reunited he didn't do much to push him away or tell him to stop being clingy.

Actually, by the time they're in the boat John's using a hand to gently control the wind the further they get from the island to push their little boat along for a bit, letting Dave drape against him and keeping his eyes on Jake and Dirk.

...the question is a little hard though.]

Not it. [Dirk or Jake can go first.]

[robosmith]

[ dirk has situated himself on the floor of the boat, kind of half-curled up and pressed against the side so there's no risk of him keeling overboard if his exhaustion gets the better of him. plus it makes it easier to keep one arm dangling off the side, fingertips dipped into the water in an attempt to feel what's going on below the surface in case the sirens decide to chase after their liberated meals.

and maybe also because his default is to give jake space now. he's fine where he is though, dave's foot pressed against his is a welcome bit of comforting contact that he doesn't shy away from. the trace of warmth it provides is nicer to focus on than the throbbing pain in his bitten leg.

as eager as he usually is to explain something, he's not exactly jumping to be the one to speak up now. all the same he drags his gaze away from where he'd been staring out over the water, keeping watch through heavy-lidded eyes with his chin resting on his outstretched arm, to redirect his attention to dave and john. ]

Right. What happened is that we all heard singing by the harbor, went to check it out only to get lured into the water via hallucinations and made to swim until we nearly drowned. At which point the sirens snatched us up and deposited us on the island so they could take their sweet, sweet time deciding who to eat first in the chum banquet while we were rendered unable to escape.

[ there. he gave the basic summary. someone else can take it from there. ]

[kringlefuck]

_{[ Everyone seems to have made themselves comfortable in a little clump and Jake is sitting solo more up front with both of his hands under his chin as he enjoys the sailing. He didn't seem to get seasick, or if he did, he didn't really show it on his face. He likes the fact they made a boat together that actually works more than anything-- though he doesn't seem to have a smile on his face. In fact, he's kind of despondent. More to himself than anyone else: ]}

Siiigh. I'm gonna miss that island.
_{[ ???? I guess it makes sense. It reminded him too much of home. ]}

You mean to tell me those were hallucinations?
_{[ NEWS TO HIM why is he dumb.. ]}

[parodeity]

[ at least john is handling the sailing and dave doesn't seem inclined to interfere. not like time really helps with sailing or sensing bad guys...so dirk and john have it covered together. dave can tell how long the trip takes, but that's.

less useful. so.

he shifts but doesn't scoot away from john, instead opening his eyes when dirk speaks. his gaze transfers to jake when he speaks up, and there's like...one really obvious question? ]

What did you see? [ a half a second after asking there's some regret, because the list of things john would follow after despite promising not to disappear is vanishingly small (maybe?) and dirk is so responsible about shit sometimes so his list has to be pretty worrying too, and

well jake strikes dave as the type of guy who would like hare off after a butterfly so maybe it's not so intrusive to ask him actually?? ]

[windeity]

[He concentrates on where they're going, unsure if he wants to answer the question at all. Instead, he's ignoring it for a moment because there's something a little more pressing here.]

...I figured out they were hallucinations after I fell into the water. Were they more realistic for everybody else?

[robosmith]

[ that jake misses hellmurder island 2.0 (now ft. sirens) doesn't surprise dirk in the slightest and he doesn't bat an eye at that statement or the fact his best bro just said "sigh" out loud. no, it's the surprise that gets him to look over his shoulder at jake and raise an eyebrow because... really?

he hasn't asked anyone else about their hallucinations because that would just be inviting others to ask about his in turn. so when dave asks, he doesn't particularly want to get into it either, preferring to focus on john's question instead. dave's seemed more solely directed towards jake anyway. ]

Mine was realistic enough I didn't catch on until it was too late.

[kringlefuck]

<sub>[ It doesn't take a genius for Jake to realize that both Dirk and John are avoiding what they saw all together when that is specifically what Dave asked for. Fortunately, Jake isn't a genius, but he is probably the most cowardly out of all of them on the boat.

Somehow despite this, he has no issue expressing what he saw. ]</sub>

Well, I hope you lot can cut me some slack here.. because if you saw a plethora of cobalt colored women beckoning you into the water I'm sure all of you would give in fairly easily.

_{[ Except Dirk.. cause he's gay, but you know. ]}