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Who: Ramuda Amemura and you!
Which: Open Log + Fairy Cow Quest
Where: Residential area + farmlands
What: Treehouse shenanigans
Warnings: n/a, will update as needed
i. bedding.
ii. the saw.
iii. hypnosis moo-crophone.
wildcard.
Which: Open Log + Fairy Cow Quest
Where: Residential area + farmlands
What: Treehouse shenanigans
Warnings: n/a, will update as needed
i. bedding.
[ The markets are pretty barren, but it's good that basic necessities are covered. Those necessities include things like bedding, which Ramuda is realizing he and his posse really, really need. Sleeping on wood is extremely uncomfortable; it makes him miss his good ol' couch back at home. It's why anyone can catch Ramuda lugging a giant mattress around, pulling it behind him and letting it drag on the ground as he walks from the markets to the treehouse area.
At some point, he stops midway and drops the mattress, puts his hands on his knees and sighs: ]
Ugh... I'm soooo tired...
[ When he gets going again, he'll make it all the way to the bottom of the treehouse area without issue. The real problem is getting this thing all the way up to where he's staying. Maybe living in a tree was actually a mistake.
Anyway, he's looking up at the trees and grumbles again, shoulders slumping. ]
Awww! How am I supposed to do this...!
[ Help...might be appreciated. There is an easy way up -- spiral stairs, it looks like -- that doesn't involve climbing a tree, but the mattress is still pretty large... ]
ii. the saw.
[ Ramuda may be 24, but he certainly has the appearance of a young boy. With that in mind, it may look a little...strange -- disturbing, maybe? -- to some people that this "young boy" is holding a saw.
He once again finds himself at the bottom of his tree, and he leans the saw up against the trunk, taps his index finger against his chin. He's pouting, but it's a contemplative look this time instead of one that's disgruntled, and when someone passes by, he looks over at them and gives them a wave. ]
Hiya! Can I ask you something?
[ And without waiting for an actual answer, he points to the saw. ]
What's the best way to cut through a roof with this?
iii. hypnosis moo-crophone.
[ Ramuda's not really a fan of hard work, but he's also concerned about his posse's food supply. The gallon of flavored milk sounds like something they'd like, so he decides to run off and try the quest. Hopefully the cows are cute --
and they sure are. When he arrives at the farm, he makes heart eyes at the first fairy cow to cross his path: One that's got little strawberries on its hide. And when he's tasked to feed them, he naturally takes a strawberry-flavored treat and goes for the strawberry cow.
There are one or two other cows that seem to notice him and start to walk in his direction behind him, but Ramuda seems set on this one in particular. The strawberry cow continues to ignore him, though, and turns away when he tries to offer it the treat. ]
Ehh? You don't like this one? Hmm, hmm! What do you like, then?
[ He turns to the nearest person who's also taking on this quest and asks: ]
Hey! Do you know what kind of food this one likes?
wildcard.
[ Hit me up with anything, I'm available in the discord/over PM/amplitude to plot! ]
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[ Is Noé going to get hyper after seeing a mattress? You bet. He appreciates nice bedding, after all. ]
Do you need a hand? I can help.
[ Without waiting for Ramuda's answer, he picks up the mattress almost effortlessly, and after a few moments of struggling, it ends up on Noé's back. ]
You're living up there, right? Can you go first and hold the door?
[ Being a vampire who can use dreamotion energy sure is convenient. ]
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[ aaaand there Noe goes, putting the entire damn thing onto his back. Holy shit. Ramuda blinks a little in surprise before he just lets out a loud laugh and reaches out to pat Noe on the shoulder. ]
Aww geez, you really are a nice guy, huh? Thanks, appreciate it!
[ He skips on ahead -- only a few steps ahead, that is -- and flashes Noe a grin, hands behind his back. ]
Okie dokie, I'll hold the door! You can be one of the first people to see what the Fling Posse house looks like so far!
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[ If he was a bad guy, some mattress-napping might have happened. But since it's Noé, he'll obediently carry it all the way up. Nearing the end of the stairs, he's a bit short on breath, though. ]
Pardon my bluntness, but...what is Fling Posse? Confectionery?
[ Can he think of something else than sweets? No... ]
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[ Which is kiiiind of what he's been doing for the past day or two, whoops. He's not too fussed with Noe catching his breath, though, because Noe's doing all the dirty work right now while Ramuda can just kinda chill.
At Noe's question, Ramuda chuckles. He loves sweets, too, but -- ]
Nope~ We're a rap group. Good guess, though! We're pretty sweet like candy, I guess? Hahaha~
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Can I? You really won't mind if I lie down for a bit?
[ Spoilers: Noé might fall asleep and hog the pillows (exhibit A). ]
A rap group? What's that? [ He tilts his head to the side before making another comment: ] Your hair looks like candy, I think!
[ That was random...but also honest? ]
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Nah! When we get inside, go ahead. I need a break, too.
[ He feigns wiping some sweat off of his forehead with the back of his hand before he walks up to the door of his treehouse. The house is slightly larger than some of the others, but there's one other feature that's much more distinguishing: The exterior is bright yellow.
The door is unlocked, and Ramuda pushes it open. The treehouse is sizable, but rather bare. There're some sheets that are sprawled out on the floor, and some small pillows that have suffered from some wear and tear from before their arrival. Leaves a lot to be desired. He seems to preen a little when Noe compliments his hair. ]
A rap group is, hmm... Kinda like making music! But we're not singing, it's more like spoken word. ... If you know what that is! Haha~ Maybe we'll show you sometime.
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[ The cogs in his head are turning while Noé's trying to process this new information. Thankfully, it doesn't get in the way of him putting the mattress where Ramuda wants it to be. When it's in place, however, Noé doesn't hesitate to lay down almost right away. ]
Can't you show me now?
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[ He is not familiar with this, surprisingly? But he watches as Noe makes himself comfortable, and moves to sit next to the mattress, on the floor. ]
I could show you now, but ya gotta give me some kind of beat! Think you can do that?
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[ The second question, however, throws Noé off completely—he pushes himself up on his elbows to look at Ramuda. ]
I couldn't beat you...
[ Close enough... ]
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[ That he can understand. But what he doesn't understand, at least at first, is when Noe...says that...boy.... ]
Eh? Beat me at what? Rapping?
[ Cluelessness. So much of it. ]
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[ He almost got it right. Almost. ]
What's so fun about that?
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Oh. Oh. Ramuda hears that and puts a hand up to his mouth, snickering into it, shoulders shaking as he laughs. ]
Now why would I want somethin' like that, Noe! That's totally not what I meant!
[ His laughter seizes abruptly, and he reaches out towards the floor. His hands clap against the ground, tapping an upbeat rhythm. ]
Y'know, like drums? We call them beats.