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pyonpyonpyon · 1 hour
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"... Wait, just today?" That's so short! Okay, then if Raven hadn't done anything weird like hit his head or something... well, Ramuda's got nothing. "Maybe you should get some rest!"
Who knows, maybe it'll fix itself by tomorrow? At least, Ramuda hopes so. He likes Raven a lot more than Weird Raven.
"Every day's kinda weird here, honestly!" From raffles to weird houses Ramuda's never going inside to mystery stamp booklets... but at the same time, it makes every day fun! Aside from the... mild destruction of last year. But that's probably resolved forever, so this year should hopefully be fine!
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"Tell you what? What you really need is a good, big hug! That'll make everything better!"
Ramuda spreads his arms out, waiting with an expectant look on his face. You wouldn't reject him and risk making him cry, right??? Right???
"Yeah... 'm okay," Raven answered. He tried to just brush it off. Just a headache. Nothing to worry about.
"It's been happenin' on and off today," he admitted. "Prob'ly somethin' dumb I did. Don't worry about it." At least he's still normal. Or as normal as Raven could be, given his status as a 'fishy, shady old man.' He didn't want to worry his pals if he could help it. With his lapse in memory from earlier, though, and now this persistent headache? It seemed like he was going to be worrying people plenty.
"I dunno what I could've done, though..." All he'd done differently was get that mask. Which was ridiculous. A mask couldn't do something like cause headaches, right?
It sure wasn't going away, though.
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"Today's been real weird so far." That seemed like an understatement somehow.
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pyonpyonpyon · 4 hours
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Oooh... a moment of hesitation... no, perhaps it's surprise instead? Ramuda's been careful to make it sound like a random thought, given that he already knows that Raven's from a fantasy-ish world. That drinking party gave him plenty of information to mix with what he knows now.
Raven answers in the negative, and Ramuda silently tacks an 'anymore' onto that answer. It's fairly obvious, because this is a regular kind of weirdness, rather than Weird Raven weirdness.
... Maybe Ramuda's feeling just the slightest bit of guilt for asking that kind of question. But--
No. This is so Ramuda can know as much as possible about Raven's apparent memory loss. But there's only so much he can get with that short conversation, so... no, it's better to hope that whatever's going on there doesn't happen again.
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"Yeah!!" Ramuda nods, almost bouncing in place from how energetic he is. "You're actually the first person I told--"
"--Are you okay?" His brows furrow, and he watches Raven in open concern. It looks like the headache's back... but so far, his posture hasn't changed. "Do you like, need meds or something?"
"My job?" That was a very specific question. He wasn't sure what that had to do with anything, but he decided he could go along with it. "I'm part of a guild. So really, I could wear just about anything and not have it get in the..."
Knight? He tensed slightly, breath caught in his throat for just a moment. While he definitely didn't remember everything from the drunken night he'd spent with his new friends the previous year, he did feel pretty confident he'd never mentioned his being a knight. It wasn't even that big of a secret. Not really. Raven just didn't like talking about that much if he could help it.
He shook his head. Tried to relax. It was fine. They didn't know he'd been Schwann. Yet.
"No way," Raven answered. "Definitely not a knight." And thankfully, the topic shifted. He was getting let in on the secret. Oh boy! A celebration? With a whole dress code and everything? Shoot, this sounded like fun!
He wished he could remember talking about it.
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"Well, I guess if it's a surprise, I'll just hafta act like I don't know," he said. He looked like he wanted to say more, but his head was starting to hurt again. He brought his hand up to massage it. Nothing was changing, at least. He still seemed like himself. Just... hurting.
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pyonpyonpyon · 5 hours
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"Now that I have some new clues about whatever's going on with Raven..." Ramuda lays on his stomach, sketchbook open to a blank page. He examines the mask he got from that mask maker--Aeris, if he remembered right. He'll have to see how much information that the other concerned parties got, but... "Maybe I should--"
("Why?") ("Why???")
Ramuda stays silent, as his own voice resounds in his ears... even though he's the only one in his room, and he definitely wasn't speaking that time. His heart beats just a bit faster.
He's so, so scared of ghosts, but he knows them far too well to be scared, just this once.
("We can finally talk to you.") ("You can finally hear us.") ("You want to let us go again?")
Ramuda swallows dryly. He does not speak.
("Do you want to forget us?") ("You would never, right?") ("We'll die again if you forget us.")
"I still remember you, idiots." He mutters softly, tracing the edge of the mask. "If I'm not actually hallucinating you, then you've got to be there when I'm telling the others about you guys?"
("But you're the only one from our batch left...") ("We miss you.") ("Join us, join us!") ("Not yet! It's more fun to watch you--")
("So hide that mask.") ("No one else saw.") ("Just show the one you have from the start.")
Ramuda's magical girl outfit has plenty of decoration. His usual outfit has deep inner pockets that he sewed in himself. He can hide this new mask, no problem.
... But does he want to?
("... It's scary to be alone. Don't leave us alone, pwease?")
Ramuda makes his decision.
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pyonpyonpyon · 6 hours
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"Purple, pink, and loose..." Yeah, that fits this Raven real well. Almost the opposite of what Weird Raven wanted... but Ramuda's seen this weirdness with his own eyes, so he has no idea what to think or how to fix it.
Was it two different people in one body? That wouldn't explain why this didn't happen last year. It's confusing. It doesn't make sense. But Ramuda has no leads, so he doesn't have much choice but to question some more when he can.
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"I can do that!" He grins, bouncing on his heels. But then he stops, brows furrowing as he gives Raven a small frown. "By the way, what's your job? I wouldn't wanna make you something that would mess with your work! Like what if you were like, a cool knight? I wouldn't wanna give you any trailing bits that'd get caught in stuff!"
Raven's not gonna let that go, huh? Well, Ramuda can roll with the punches.
"Well, about the party..." Ramuda leans in, hand cupped to the side of his mouth like he's about to let Raven in on a secret even though they're literally alone in Raven's inn room. "Party would be putting it lightly. Like, it's a whole celebration! There's even a bit of a dress code, so I wanted to make you something for it, since we're friends...! I can't tell you who's planning it, though. "
"Oh, yeah?" Clothes, huh? Honestly, Raven never had given a lot of thought to new outfit ideas. He liked what he had! Back when he had to play the role of Schwann as well, though... that would have been different. But he hadn't needed to put on that mask in a while. Not since Baction.
"I guess somethin' kinda flashy? I like purple, if that helps. Pink's good too. Form fittin's all right, but ah... I got reasons I prefer baggy clothes like this," he said. Mostly his blastia. He hadn't told any of his festival friends that he had a rather different heart compared to normal folks. Such was the fate of someone having died once. Did what he'd said make sense, though? Raven wasn't altogether sure, but he'd tried his best to word it well.
"So I guess somethin' like what I already got on?"
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"Seriously, though, I didn't know anyone was plannin' a party. Sounds like it could be fun," he said. Seemed like whatever had happened before wasn't going to happen again. For the time being, at least.
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pyonpyonpyon · 17 hours
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That's real, genuine confusion and a complete lack of recognition he sees on Raven's face. So the memory loss is real, even though that makes no sense! What would be the reason? For all his ribbing of Raven's age, he's fairly certain that Raven's not actually old enough that he should be starting to go senile.
... Probably?
Neither that shitty doctor or the shitty conman he knows are going senile, and Raven should more or less be around their age. So Ramuda thinks that's good enough of a sample size.
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"Oh, we're here to play dress up!" Ramuda leaves out the fact that he clearly and blatantly lied--why damage his own image like that when a drinking party's easy enough to plan and start?
"Y'see, I got super distracted from the party talk on the way back 'cause I don't wanna think about the tomatoes--" He makes a disgusted face and sticks out his tongue, which is true enough because he's trying to distract Raven from the nasty tomatoes. "--and you actually let me make clothes for you! So we're here to do measurements!"
Well. Ramuda already has and remembers Raven's measurements, but Raven doesn't need to know that!
"So what kinda clothes do you want?" The same questions as before with Weird Raven, only now he's expecting a different answer. "Something form-fitting? Something loose like what you're wearing now? I can make anything as long as it sounds fun!"
"Huh??"
Surprised was the only word Raven could use to describe his initial reaction to Ramuda's question. They were planning on doing all of that? He blinked a couple of times. Tried to remember, too, but all that came back to him was initially getting the mask and then finding himself there. In his room at the inn, it seemed. With a headache to boot, but it seemed to be a lot more tolerable now for some reason.
Strange. Very strange. Ah well. When did Raven ever want to trouble his friends with this kind of thing? In the end, he shook his head. He brushed his hair out of his face, too, while he was thinking about it. Though it didn't seem to help much.
"Sorry... I can't say I remember any of that," Raven answered. "Wait. If we were gonna do all that, how come we're here?" A good question, he thought. His room didn't have a lot to do with going to a party!
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"...Maybe this ol' man's memory's finally startin' ta go out on him," he said, mostly poking fun at himself. A little self depreciation never hurt anyone but the self.
"So if there's a party, is it still happenin'?"
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pyonpyonpyon · 1 day
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A knight? Did Raven ever mention being a knight? Ramuda certainly remembers knights being mentioned in that drinking party forever ago, along with guilds, but he had thought that Raven was more guild than knight. Was he wrong? Or was it another Weird Raven thing?
He knows which guess he's making.
Raven answers his question, which only adds to his suspicions. Last year, Raven wore this outfit and was completely comfortable in it. He'll have to assume it's from the years mentioned. But now? Either Weird Raven is another person who's just bad at being Raven (which is impossible unless he has a twin, because Ramuda's eyes are better than that) or--
With a jolt, Ramuda watches Raven with wide eyes. A sudden headache? Why now, all of a sudden? He takes a step closer, ready to help (how, though, is the question), when... the headache seems to resolve itself?
Huh...
It's like a switch flipped, and there Raven is again. The actual Raven he knows, posture and speech and all. It makes no sense. Not even the memory loss! Did Raven really not remember the whole trek back?
Only one way to find out.
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"Whaaaaat!?!?!" Ramuda gasps, letting his confusion truly show. He'll need it to make his next words sell. "You mean you don't remember? But we were planning a drinking party and everything!! You even agreed to eat the tomato food at Julirin's stand so we can both get some alcohol!"
He turns teary eyes up at Raven. Masterfully honed fake tears of a pouty child, even. "Did you forget all of that...?"
"I'm not sure." The admission was simple enough. "I suppose it just feels like they don't suit who I am. Like..." But who was he, if not the one meant for the clothes he wore? Someone just... pretending to be something he wasn't in these clothes? But why was that the case? It wasn't just something he felt, either, was it? Ŗ̸̣͊ͅa̴̫͛̇v̶̜̈́̒e̴̻͔͊̂͝ǹ̸͕͇͝ felt the same way about Schwann.
In the end, weren't they all just faces he put on...?
Serious gaze drifted to the floor a moment. Oh... he felt like he remembered why now. He was a knight, first and foremost. First Captain of the Imperial Knights. He'd always been... hadn't he?
"These aren't suited for a knight's line of duty, I suppose," he decided to say. Oh... how long had he been wearing them? He blinked, surprise taking hold. Schwann knew well enough that Alexei continued to make use of his efforts to fit in in Dahngrest, so it had to have been a while. Ŗ̸̣͊ͅa̴̫͛̇v̶̜̈́̒e̴̻͔͊̂͝ǹ̸͕͇͝ was just a role he'd conveniently built for himself.
"Some years now," he recalled. To blend in. So Ŗ̸̣͊ͅa̴̫͛̇v̶̜̈́̒e̴̻͔͊̂͝ǹ̸͕͇͝ could get close to The Don and...
Wait. Was it Ŗ̸̣͊ͅa̴̫͛̇v̶̜̈́̒e̴̻͔͊̂͝ǹ̸͕͇͝ who had needed to do that? No... no, it wasn't. He'd needed to-
All of a sudden, the headache returned. He grit his teeth, sucking in a breath as his hand went to his forehead. Raven massaged his forehead, and as the pain faded into a more negligible level of existence he found himself blinking. Taking in the surroundings. Confusion presented itself easily in his eyes as his posture shifted again.
Huh. When had his hair gotten displaced like that? Maybe he needed a new hair tie, Raven thought as he tried to fix it. But the confusion returned when he lifted his head and found himself looking at his friend.
"Ramuda?" Not that he wasn't glad to see his pal! Of course he was.
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"Heya... good ta see ya, pal." Now this was more likely what Ramuda remembered. "What're we doin' here?" Now that he thought about it, when had they gotten there? He didn't remember getting to the inn. Just trying to walk off a headache.
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pyonpyonpyon · 2 days
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"What's wrong with what you're wearing?" Ramuda asks, completely sincere and straightforward this time. No cheerful tone or bouncy movement. Just a steady, searching gaze as he looks up at Raven. The hair doesn't help with not giving the vibe that something is off. "Or I guess... what don't you like about your clothes?"
Everything about this is so weird. With every word Raven says, Ramuda's more and more sure that this isn't actually because of a weird year. No, it's gotta be recent. There's no other explanation behind why Raven hasn't gotten a change of clothes if he was so bothered about the ones he's wearing right now. Why he's hesitating so much about what kind of clothes he even wants.
That sort of self doubt isn't something he's seen from Raven last year. He remembers confidence and acceptance, and the ability to be silly. Not... whatever this is.
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"I can think of a billion things that would suit you." Ramuda says slowly, and it's somewhat true. Color, fabric, patterns--his judgement of Raven's personality and his usual outfit means that he can make something that would suit Raven. And he can do the same for Weird Raven, but--
"Clothes that suit you are different from clothes that you like, silly!" Club shirts aside, he made a butterfly sweater for Sunny that she liked because she likes butterflies. "So I gotta get your opinions too!"
... Maybe it's time to probe more? Raven's room is woefully bare of personal stuff, and the only thing Ramuda can tell is the obvious Raven is an archer fact. "Say, how long have you been wearing this outfit? And when did you decide that you didn't like it anymore?"
"That does make sense," he admitted. After all, even someone like him could see that there was no changing area outside. What was he looking for, though? Well, given his standing didn't it make sense to go have something a little less casual? But he'd just told himself he wanted to try and blend in.
D̶͉̀̃͠a̵̫̋͠m̷̨̛͓̖̤̈́ǘ̸̗r̷̢̨̫̤̽̒̅͊ó̸̟͓ņ̶͖̔̒͆͜ wouldn't have had this problem.
And just like that, he found himself being led to the inn by Ramuda. He blinked. Some of his hair fell from his ponytail and fell into place, partially covering his left eye. He didn't wear his hair in a ponytail to begin with. Or wait... did he?
Thoughts were brought back on track when Ramuda asked about what kind of clothes he was looking for. A few quick blinks were given as he tried to really take it in. It was such a simple series of questions, and yet he had no immediate answer. Shouldn't he have had an answer? Or would he have been comfortable just the way he was? And if that much was the case, then why did he feel so out of place as he was right then?
"I don't... know quite what I'm looking for, in terms of new clothing," he said. "Just something that isn't quite this." He gestured to himself. Maybe form fitting was the right sort of thing. He started to say as such, then stopped. Then started again. Stopped again.
"You're an intelligent young man," he finally said. "I'm sure you can figure out something you think would suit me best." There was nothing in his room that he felt like he needed to hide. Just his bow and a few belongings.
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pyonpyonpyon · 2 days
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@shouga-nai replied to your post “@shouga-nai replied to your post “No one talk to...”:
askdjl personal assistant Doppo. What could possibly go wrong? ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ This will be a very good read indeed. Thank you for your immaculate taste that I can definitely trust
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Nothing will ever go wrong because Ramuda's wonderful and definitely has no ulterior motives nope!
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pyonpyonpyon · 3 days
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Wowie! That still sounds disgustingly formal, what a totally fun surprise! It must have been one hell of a year for Raven, huh? Ramuda didn't think a single year can have this kind of an effect on someone, but who knows what poor Raven's been through! Though...
Even with that in mind, it's just... yeah, it is weird. Raven having a wild year wouldn't explain how he looks so... hm. Uncomfortable in his own clothes. Any sensible person would change clothes so they'd be more comfortable. It's their own clothes, after all! But if he thinks about that, it'd lead to some really weird conclusions, hmm...
Well, he's sure he'll figure it out soon! Fashion designing can be special like that~
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"Probablyyyyy... your inn room? I don't have a changing room attached to my stall, sowwy!" Maybe he should ask for that, buuuut... come on, why give up the chance to be able to subtly peek around in Raven's room? "My room's all cluttered from the fabrics I brought, and you'd be more comfy in your own room, right? So let's go there!"
Despite making it sound like a suggestion, he's already grabbing Raven's hand and steering them thataway! Skip, skip, skip~!
Clothes aren't the only thing that can describe a person! Ramuda figures that whatever Raven would think important enough to bring over would also be useful in figuring out what happened... probably!
"Oh yeah!" Ramuda looks up with a wide and curious gaze, trying to glean Raven's expressions through the mask. "What kinda clothes do you want? Something like what you're wearing, or something more form-fitting, or something else??"
That did make sense. Of course Ramuda would be advertising his business. What better way to get customers, right? But did he want a new outfit? He weighed the options. A new outfit might suit him better than the one he currently was wearing. The clothing he currently wore was all baggy and loose and... generally seemed unsuitable for his needs.
S̷̗̯̐̒͘c̶̪̣͠h̴̠̖̯́̿ẘ̶̢͉̭a̸͇͛̊̓n̶̫̲̮̑n̷͓̩̟̓̒ didn't need casual clothing. Not really. But as long as he was there, he might as well try to blend in. Before long, he nodded to confirm his answer. Even that action seemed stiff in comparison to what Ramuda might have remembered of Raven.
"I suppose I wouldn't mind a change of clothes," he admitted after a moment. And it was clear enough to S̷̗̯̐̒͘c̶̪̣͠h̴̠̖̯́̿ẘ̶̢͉̭a̸͇͛̊̓n̶̫̲̮̑n̷͓̩̟̓̒ that making clothes did make Ramuda happy. The least he could do was go along with this much. Now that he thought about it, when did he meet Ramuda? That much was the biggest mystery.
Last year. It was last year, he reminded himself. Now he remembered. It was at the bar. S̷̗̯̐̒͘c̶̪̣͠h̴̠̖̯́̿ẘ̶̢͉̭a̸͇͛̊̓n̶̫̲̮̑n̷͓̩̟̓̒ had been there with everyone else. Talking about... various things.
"Where would be best for us to go so you can get the necessary measurements?"
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pyonpyonpyon · 3 days
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SPRING FESTIVAL SENTENCE STARTERS (part one)
“Want to come with me to go flower picking?”
“I made you a flower crown, try it on.”
“The cherry blossoms look so beautiful today.”
“Let’s go stargazing tonight!”
“Are you camping or staying at the inn?”
“Hey check out these masks!”
“I think I swallowed a cherry blossom.”
“I rented out a boat for us, wanna join?”
“I’m going to take a dip in the hot springs, join me!”
“A flower for you.”
“Oh what, they have sakura dango!”
“Are you going to see the parade?”
“There’s a petting zoo!”
“Would you like a cup of coffee?”
“What are you supposed to be, the village idiot?”
“Your kimono/yukata looks so good!”
“Let’s go get lost in the forest.”
“Let’s check out the great sakura tree!”
“I will stuff cherry blossom petals in your mouth.”
“What is THAT?”
“That is one weird looking dog…”
“There’s so much pink….”
“THE PINK, IT BURNS.”
“I brought blankets for the picnic!”
“There’s supposed to be some sort of bonfire at the beach tonight.”
“I accidentally broke one of the lanterns, do you think anyone will notice?”
“I’m gonna sneak some bathbombs in the hot spring.”
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pyonpyonpyon · 4 days
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"I'm never as busy as you, Mister Salaryman! But clearly you don't work overtime as much as I thought you did~" After all, why would Doppo spend his precious off time visiting Ramuda? Suspicious, suspicious...
... But maybe he's thinking too deeply, once he sees the discount coupon that Doppo's holding. Honestly? He was half-expecting it to get lost at the bottom of Doppo's desk or something, but apparently not! Maybe Doppo's feeling bad about getting something so nice. That'd be in line with his doormat personality!
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"Man, don't tell me you're starting to need glasses!" Ramuda turns away, flipping through his sketchbook. Did he ever design something that'd suit a caffeine-addicted salaryman? He's pretty much only seen Doppo in his suit, and rarely in other outfits. And those other outfits... are usually loose and meant to be comfy, if he remembered right? Loungewear, almost. He remembers seeing a sweater once, and also that salmon outfit. Not a good spread of choices to make.
Oh, where was he? He got distracted and forgot to finish what he was saying! "I don't remember there being an expiration date on that silly coupon! Do you? Hmm?" He lets a second pass before continuing. "Now strip~!"
@pyonpyonpyon || Continued ~
"I..." He's apparently too slow with the response, unable to answer the question or explain his presence that day before the box was snatched right out of his hands. Well, okay then - gift accepted at least.
"Wha, i-it's not like that at all! I just thought of repaying a kindness while I can, if you're not too busy." His sentence gradually lowered to a murmur, seeming to grow more tensed by the second. The more he lingered on the thought, the more questionable spending his one day off visiting Amemura Ramuda felt. But his sickening sense of obligation brought him here.
That bubbly voice then promptly pulled him back to the present, flustering the redhead all the more. "R-Right. Pardon my intrusion..." He entered the room after the other, glancing around the studio. It was... colorful, that's for certain. Though he should've expected that.
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"Actually, I came to drop off the dessert as thanks, for this-" Doppo pulled out a peculiar envelop, and a discount coupon bearing Empty Candy's name. "Sorry it took me so long to get to it."
Turquoise eyes did gaze down at the coupon, not quite addressing it. Not yet at least. Hesitation, perhaps? A voice in his head telling him to back out before it's too late? Surely someone like him wouldn't be suited to Ramuda's fashion taste. He might even ruin the brand image! But wouldn't it be rude not to take up on the offer at all? Then again...
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pyonpyonpyon · 4 days
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The festival is just as fun as it's been the last year! And secretly, Ramuda's relieved that he's even able to live long enough to participate in this one too. When the masks were handed out, he had been lucky enough to score a phoenix mask, and as such had based his outfit around it!
Dressed in an adorable magical girl outfit, complete with a feather cloak, there's nothing about his outfit that clashes with his mask. Perfect, as expected of someone with his skills!
And just in time, he perks up and twirls around to face... oh, it's Raven! He remembers his drinking buddy! "Yeah, yeah, it's been a while! Hi hi~!!!"
It's been a while, but there's something that strikes Ramuda as strange. Was Raven always that formal? No. With a blink, Ramuda looks Raven up and down. Ah--the way his clothes sit on him is unusual, Ramuda thinks. From what he's seen, there's usually more of a slouch. It's in the shoulders, too. Strange. Did something happen this year?
He looks back up, bright smile on his face as if he hasn't noticed anything. With another twirl to show off the flair of his skirt, he brandishes a flyer at Raven.
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"Advertising for my stall, of course~!! I'm doing clothing commissions, at the low, low prices of hugs and tasty sweets!" He flutters his eyelashes, giving Raven a look that clearly said 'don't you wanna dress up? you do right?? right???'
"If you want a new outfit, I'm the best around!" That is a very true fact! Who else here is a fashion designer? No one!
@pyonpyonpyon liked for a Spring Festitales starter!
Things had started out well enough at the festival, he felt pretty sure. Raven had been having a good time, going around the festival and just palling around. He'd thought the hooded figure handing out masks was a little weird, but he'd accepted one without too much thought and put it on. The mask itself didn't appear to be all that flashy. It was one that was black and white, split down the middle with one color on each side and feathers adorning it, matching the colors of each side. He'd liked it well enough, though.
Then the headache started as he'd gone back to wandering the festival. He was near enough to the inn to go in and get whatever he needed from his room, but far enough to still be around the various vendors and games. No matter what he did, though, his head didn't feel much better.
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Just walk it off, Raven decided. Whatever this weird feeling he had was, it was sure to pass. In fact, as he walked the feeling started to dissipate.
Just in time, he also happened to see someone familiar to him up ahead. The pink hair and bright clothing were dead giveaways. Ramuda was one of the people he'd met last year. He remembered that much. Just what the pink haired lad was doing was uncertain, but he wasn't about to just walk by and act as though he hadn't seen him. Headache or not, faint though it seemed now, it would have been rude. And one would expect him to at least be sociable.
"Ramuda." Though the greeting was friendly enough, something had changed about the way the old man was carrying himself. His expression seemed different somehow, too.
"It's been some time since last we met," he said. "How have you been?"
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pyonpyonpyon · 5 days
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@shouga-nai replied to your post “No one talk to me fashion disaster doppo fic got...”:
I... require a link to said fic... for science 👀
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​Right here!!! It hadn't been updated for like a couple years or so until LITERALLY TODAY so some stuff's bound to be outdated or inaccurate simply bc of time but it's near and dear to my heart and it's so so good imo. which you should totally trust bc my taste is immaculate
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pyonpyonpyon · 5 days
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No one talk to me fashion disaster doppo fic got updated
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pyonpyonpyon · 7 days
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↺ : My muse and the past. (Do they live in the past and struggle to let go of past grievances, or move on more easily, is there anything in their past they want to forget, e.t.c.) 
☾ : My muse and sleep. (How much they sleep, how much they wish to sleep, if there is something that never fails to put them to sleep, e.t.c.) 
✧ : My muse and art. (If they have an artistic side or not and why, favourite artist if they have one, e.t.c.) 
❃ : My muse and social media. (If the muse is/would be on social media and why/why not, their general opinion on it, e.t.c.) 
✉  : My muse and others. (If they social and outgoing or more introverted, and why. If they prefer communicating with others face to face or in written form, e.t.c.). 
▶ : My muse and level of education. (If the muse has some form of education, what education they perhaps wish they had, e.t.c.). 
◐ : My muse and animals. (If they like animals and treat them well, do not care for them at all, e.t.c.). 
❒ : My muse and gifts. (If they are good/bad at finding gifts, good/bad at receiving gifts, good/bad at wrapping gifts, e.t.c.) 
☘ : My muse’s relation with their family. (If they speak with each other and how much, if they are close or estranged, e.t.c.). 
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pyonpyonpyon · 7 days
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·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ 04/25 - 04/28
·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ Hello everyone it is that time of the year already! While Tumblr will have the event as well there is a special server! You can apply by inbox with the following;
Url:
Mun name:
Mun pronouns:
Participating Muse(s):
And a message with the invite will be sent once you are accepted so no anon!
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pyonpyonpyon · 7 days
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Who knew being off-putting worked so well? That's the power of the kitty impression!
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