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shen qingqiu. ([personal profile] shizun) wrote in [community profile] awashlogs2019-01-08 08:48 pm
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WHO: Shen Qingqiu and ANYONE.
WHERE: All around the Town.
WHEN: Fairytale Event + Quest.
WHAT: This is all the fairytale options.
WARNINGS: None that I can think of!

I. Evil Queen?!

[ He is unhappy. How did things come to pass like this?

a. There is suddenly a large mirror in the residence he shares with Keigo Asano. He did not bring it there yet it refers to him as master. I didn't buy you! Don't you go calling people shit like that and expect it to fly! Not only does it call him master -- "Mistress" -- but it seems to delight in telling him just who is better than him in looks. Look, my face is not the most handsome or beautiful, but it doesn't deserve to be berated like this! How does one elegantly break a mirror while in a dress?

b. Shen Qingqiu is a modern Chinese man. This means that he actually knows the story of Snow White. It is why when he is suddenly whisked away to the door of someone's house -- which already has had the door knocked upon -- he immediately recognizes the item in his hand is a BAD END APPLE. Who has it out for these princesses and why are there so many!? ]


II. Fairy godmother now?! Pick a character and stick with it, already!

[ Does someone have a problem? Small? Big? It doesn't matter -- the man has started to become D-O-N-E with whatever madness is going on, but he also knows how to read the room. Everyone is done with things, but there's nothing that they can do but play along. I know, I know. I've suffered this, too. Are you guys also having Systems telling you not to break the rules? I feel for you. Mine's dormant but here we are. Hello. Wave to the audience! ]

So. What can I do for you? [ Shen Qingqiu says this with a straight-face. In that, he always says things with a straight-face. Grace etched into his calm expression -- even though he is wearing a puffy blue dress and holding a wand. ]

III. And the role of the wolf goes to -- you got to be kidding me.

[ Shen Qingqiu is starting to understand the set up for this scenario. I get it, Airplane-bro. This is torture if I was the original goods. Indeed, if the real Shen Qingqiu was in this situation, he would have vomited blood at least four times a day by now just due to insult alone. Thankfully, he is not the original but that doesn't mean he isn't choking back the blood he wants to spit.

The ridiculous outfit of the wolf is one that offends every sense except touch. It's quite soft. Comfortable. And if it was a pajama option that no one knew about, he absolutely would choose it! It's really surprisingly cozy in this thing! He would like to say -- and he's happy for it, since he's naked underneath! Naked save for some boxers, but naked all the same!

a. Again, he's lucky that he's a modern Chinese man. He knows exactly why he suddenly ends up in the bed of some person. Because that's the set up for the story. The wolf is waiting in the bed of the grandmother so that he can eat Red Riding Hood. He gets it. He gets it, okay?! But this isn't right! This is the kind of thing that'll ruin his reputation! Especially since he isn't sharing the bed alone!

b. He's in someone's closet. Of course, he is. Of course! He's supposed to leap out and devour the person 'cause that's part of the story! Listen here. I'm not doing it. I'm not. You can forget it. But that means, if he doesn't do it, he just has to wait until the hunter comes to kill him. Guess so. Wait! Wait! Don't just kill me off here! The wolf needs to eat, too! Is that any reason to be so violent!?

On that note, he exits the closet with as much poise and control as one can in the outfit that he is in. He looks to who is now in the room with him. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Please don't be the woodsman! Please don't! I don't want a violent end like that! I've barely escaped the violent end I'm avoiding right now! ]
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[personal profile] queenofminiskirts 2019-01-09 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Kaoru is a deep sleeper so she doesn't notice immediately that there was suddenly someone else there. In fact, she had probably been clinging to his arm at some point.

When she woke up, she blinked and there was a moment of confusion because...who was this? It wasn't Shiho and it wasn't Kyrie whom she had invaded the room of once or twice while sleep walking. She sat up, looking to the face.

Then screamed when she realized an unknown man was in her bed!!!

She threw out a hand and sends him flying hard enough to crack the wall and create a vaguely human sized crater.]


Pervert!
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[personal profile] pyrafect 2019-01-09 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ Pyra, still stuck in her prince outfit, had hoped to get a little bit of a break in the comfort of her own home.

And so when she opens the door and sees someone offering her an apple? It's actually rather suspicious. ]
Oh.... A gift?

[ Beyond him, there are puppets miming shocked and fearful stances at the man's appearance. Did he do something, is Pyra supposed to be wary? ] That's rather kind of you.

[ She'll be reaching to take the apple.

wait this isn't how the story is supposed to go!! ]
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[personal profile] organfarm 2019-01-09 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ Shen Qingqiu steps out of the closet and -- there's nobody there. Just an empty room. Pretty sparsely decorated except a few items here and there, and a neatly-made bed. Weird, huh? Although, on second thought ... maybe he heard the teeniest, tiniest, squeakly little 'woah?!' coming from the floor when he first stepped out? ]

... w-who the hell are you?!

[ The little voice comes from underfoot, and if he looks down, he might realize that he very narrowly missed trampling the room's resident underfoot.

Jion is currently all of five inches tall, still dressed like the Mouse King, and obviously looks startled and cowed. He's still shocked by this stranger suddenly emerging from his closet and almost squishing him like a bug; that really would have been an awful way to die. ]
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[personal profile] pyrafect 2019-01-09 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
...Hm? [ ....She had just been about to bite into it, too. But just as she brings it to her lips he looks to something beyond her and--

Well, the only thing that could possibly be behind her is a) her roommate or b) maybe another set change. So when she does look behind her to see that neither is over her shoulder... ]
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[personal profile] pyrafect 2019-01-09 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
--Oh!

[ The apple is... gone from her hand? He took it? Nani? ] Hey, what are you--

[ Meanwhile, the crowd of puppets that have gathered in the street just beyond him are all either waving their hands or motioning with their fingers across their necks in a slicing motion, then pointing to him. Y'know-- in the "kill the bastard" sort of way. They want their prince to get rid of the evil witch! Because for all they know, this evil witch may turn into a great big dragon!

Pyra stops, bringing a hand to her mouth in surprise. ]
H-hold on... that apple... what was it?
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[personal profile] pyrafect 2019-01-09 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ FISHY FISHY.... this man is SUSPICIOUS.... if only because she's never seen these puppets behave this way in front of another. And the puppets have, if nothing else, guided her along her role. And they continue to wish death on him.

Pointedly ignoring their rudeness, she continues: ]
Oh, I see.

....Then.

[ She smiles sweetly: ] Will you be eating it yourself? [ She's just trying to figure out why he would knock on her door to show her an apple in the first place. Maybe he grew it himself? Maybe he's proud of it? ]
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[personal profile] pyrafect 2019-01-09 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ ....Oh. A wax apple. ] That's... sad to hear. [ And indeed, she appears sad for all of a few seconds when she says it. ]

It's a lovely apple. It could be made into many things. Dipped in caramel... [ She says wistfully, stepping out from her door, shutting it behind her. ] ...Made into a fritter.... [ Lifting a hand to her head, she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear that's come loose with the cool January breeze.

The puppets are wordlessly cheering the arrival of their prince coming into the daylight. Look how radiant she is--! And she is, quite literally, just that, a couple parts of her even glowing through the fabric of her outfit. ]
...Or even baked into a pie. [ Finally, she lowers her hand to her side once more, smiling at him. ]

Ah, is that what this is? Are you asking to help look for real apples with you?
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[personal profile] organfarm 2019-01-09 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ 'I wasn't literally asking for your name,' he would have quipped if he were wittier, but as is, Jion just warily backs off a step. ]

Well ... yeah? This is my room. [ His pounding pulse is starting to slow down a bit, at least, and he ventures, ] Why were you in my closet? And what're you wearing --

[ Too bad they're interrupted by his loyal subjects -- little puppet-mice dressed like soldiers, no doubt alerted by their "king's" startled shout. They come barreling out from beneath the bed, one of them bravely running forth brandishing a needle-sized sword.

It stabs right into Shen Qingqiu's toe. ]
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[personal profile] fineprinted 2019-01-09 11:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ luckily it's not a woodsman! nor is it a man either... technically. tsumugi was just coming back home after a long day trying to get used to his gem body, and he was gonna call it a day.

he just hasn't anticipated anyone coming out of the closet, and he whips out his kitchen knife to defend himself. for all he knows, a dastardly demon's gotten into his new place shared with natsume, and since natsume can't fight back without the use of actual magic just yet, tsumugi will have to do it. ]


Wh-Who's there... I'm armed, you know.
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[personal profile] pyrafect 2019-01-09 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There the puppets go again. This time they're really being dramatic-- even acting out exactly how they envision this scene to end: with one miming a swipe of a sword against another, who then collapses in silent anguish to the ground.

(A few puppets silently clap for the performance.)

But Pyra has been here long enough to be wary of this world and its antics, and she knows that something of a scene must be played out, so.... leaning forward, she brings a hand up to motion for him to come closer as well. Then placing that hand upon the side of her mouth, she whispers: ]
Perhaps... we can act out what they expect of us, and they'll leave us alone.
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[personal profile] pyrafect 2019-01-09 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She gives him a grin, a playful wink, before leaning up. With that out of the way, they can carry out their scene. With the stage set, she leans up and throws out her cape with a flourish, a hand then moving to the pommel of her sword. ] Witch, you come to my door offering me a wax apple--

[ It's helped that she's also traveled with a playwright before. So she has an idea of what sort of drama the audience desires... even if she will die of embarrassment thinking about this all later. But she also has know a prince fairly personally, and she channels how he would react in this sort of situation as well:

With charisma, of course, as she steps down from the doorstep, and a confident, easy-going smile in the face of danger, a brush of her hair back, followed by a curious, amused rub of her chin as she gives the ~villain~ a full once-over, toe to head, as if she could measure him completely with one look. Her tone lowers. ]
...But I will not fall for your tricks.

[ she totally almost did tho Pyra puts some distance between them as she speaks, tracking a half-circle until she finally stops, finished with her assessment of him. ] Tell me where the princess is, [ She suddenly demands, stopping. ] and I shall forgive your trespass!

[ It's... it's working! The puppets' heads are all turned towards them once more, "looking" upon them like a dutiful audience as the (faux) tension builds. Even if... this is not how the story actually goes. ]
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[personal profile] organfarm 2019-01-10 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Oh god, sorry! Hey, you guys, knock it off! [ At least Jion immediately seems worried about the vicious mauling, and the puppet-mice promptly look towards him when he shouts. After a brief moment of hesitation, Jion grudgingly announces, ] I, uh ... command you go leave me alone. Go back to hiding under the bed, or something. Please.

[ And the puppet-mice promptly obey, scampering off out of sight. Well, except the one in Shen Qingqiu's grip, that one just squirms and flails a bit. Jion waves his arms to try and gesture for Shen Qingqui to let it go, maybe? ]

Hey, I'm really sorry about that! These guys they, uh, think I'm their king, I think? They listen to me, but they also keep following me around. So I think they were just surprised when I shouted, sorry. I, um, have bandages! And medicine and stuff, so. It doesn't really make up for it, but at least I can give you those.
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[personal profile] trepidate 2019-01-10 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ Phos is currently, unknown to them, stuck in the role of a princess. They're not familiar with fairytales nor do they get the gist of being forced into their tropes, but both the gown on their body and the puppets in their house currently dragging them to answer the door are hard to ignore. They're still in the middle of complaining and slashing at them with one arm while opening the door for their visitor with the other, just in time for one of the slain puppets to fall to the ground in a lifeless heap. ]

— Okay, okay, the door is open! Enough!!

[ Which isn't like, the most princess-y of greetings, but the remaining puppets on Phos's side of the door seem satisfied enough to go quiet for the next part of the "story". ]

Can I help you..?
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[personal profile] queenofminiskirts 2019-01-10 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[She was waiting for a denial that...never came? What?

She's practised enough with her powers that she knew exactly how hard she could slam a person against a wall without doing any permanent damage. Mostly because she had done this a lot when she was ten.

But accidents happen and in the back of her mind she could almost hear Minamoto lecturing her. You could easily have apprehended him or disarmed him by getting him off his feet, you know.

She's still frowning at him suspiciously as she floats off the bed and towards him.]


Hey...you're not dying, right?

[Even if he were a pervert she didn't want to have killed him!?]

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