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(open.) october catch-all
🧙 WHO: Tsumugi Tsukioka and you!
⚔️️ WHAT: catch-all ft. pumpkins, street acts and gardening. also maybe some closed prompts later on? who knows.
🕒 WHEN: throughout October
🗺️ WHERE: around Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: N/A, but will edit if needed.
A ❄ pumpkins spicing things up | quest prompt: PUMPKIN MAYHEM!
[ Tsumugi isn't really... the most artistically gifted individual... to put it kindly... but it's fine! What's most important is that he's having a good time while not injuring himself with the knife! And he's succeeding on both fronts! Though either: ]
[ 1. he's carving out the last details for his dog (? question mark?) jack o'lantern. when suddenly it barks, causing him to jolt and carve into the poor dog's face. ] Ah! [ Can... can pumpkins growl...? His pumpkin might be growling now. Uh. ]
[ or 2. he's admiring his, honestly, very ordinary looking jack o'lantern with a comically big smile when, without any warning, it speaks! ] Hey! Why did the witch get kicked out of school? [ There's an awkward silence, save for the pumpkin's "eh? eh?????"s, before it finally gets to the punch line. ] Because she failed her spelling tests! Get it? Spelling tests? Hahahahahahaha!
Ahahaha... [ ... at least his forced laughter is kinda convincing? Kinda? ]
B ❄ to bloom, but only for a while | limited to: second week of October
[ The few days of sun amid the rain are a welcome sight for Tsumugi. Not wanting to waste any precious time, he's quick to roll up his sleeves and gets his hands dirty - quite literally, in fact, as parts of the ground are more mud than earth.
The flower beds outside Kaika Theater have seen better days, and with the temperatures dipping steadily, it's only a matter of time before it's too cold for them to survive. Still, Tsumugi is determined to keep the gardens beautiful for as long as possible. Maybe the sight of vibrant flowers blooming, despite the changing weather, can bring a sense of hope or comfort to someone? At the very least, he's been entrusted with their care... but selfishly, it's for himself, too, so he can have something for his hands to do while he thinks, and thinks, and thinks.
Whether you have business at the theater, or are just walking by, you might overhear Tsumugi talking to someone, or something. It's either: ]
[ 1. a small group of children surrounding him, including one sitting on his knee, enraptured as he teaches them the basics of gardening, answering each and every one of their questions with patience and grace. ]
[ or 2. the fae frog he picked up earlier in the month that decided to accompany him on this gardening excursion. Despite having green magic and how useful it'd be for his Garden Bossing, Tsumugi hasn't really been using it... which the fae frog has plenty of thoughts about. ]
Honestly! You could at least be trying to use your magic! Anything is better than nothing, you dolt!
Sorry... [ He reaches his hands down toward the flower bed, about to try something - but before he gets very far, the frog croaks indignantly (if that's even possible) and smacks his hands away. ]
Wrong!
C ❄ putting the "act" in "charitable acts"
[ Tsumugi Tsukioka isn't a fighter, or even all that confrontational. When he tells himself there's nothing he could've done to stop the destruction, it isn't self-deprecating, but the cold, harsh truth. It's a bitter pill to swallow, but he tries nevertheless. Because as a good friend of his would say, "the show must go on". There wasn't anything he could do then, it's true - but there are things that Tsumugi Tsukioka the actor can do, here and now.
Rain or shine, fog or wind, if you're out and about within Camelot, you might come across this acting junkie preparing for yet another street act. Replacing his usual sign advertising Kaika Theater is a slightly one that reads "If you enjoyed this street performance and are able to, please make a donation to one of the following:", along with a list of any charities, soup kitchens, and the like that need support. There's even instructions on how to do so, just in case (thanks, kazunari, for teaching him how that works).
With the street corner as his stage, Tsumugi takes his place, breathes in, and begins. ]
[ In Tsumugi's hands are a pen and a notebook. He flips to a blank page, then begins to write. ] To you, [ His voice is warm and gentle. ] I hope you are in good health, and that you are happy.
I suppose I know the answer to that first part, though - I heard that your procedure went smoothly, and you are well on your way to recovery. Words cannot begin to express how happy that makes me.
Perhaps you’ve received blessings from an angel. [ He smiles, wistfully. ] It’s a nice thought, don’t you think?
Do you believe in angels, friend? I understand if you don’t. But I-- [ His head snaps back, as though the paper he’s writing on bit back. He scratches up whatever he wrote, then continues. ]
Sorry, my pen slipped. What I meant to write is: I hope you know that you are never alone. No matter how far you may stray from home, there will always be someone by your side.
Sincerely yours, your secret admirer. [ He folds up the paper and slips it delicately in an envelope. He seals it with a kiss, then holds it over his heart as his eyes close gently and he ends with: ] ... your guardian angel.
[ With a potted plant in hand (a miniature yellow daffodil), Tsumugi goes through the motions of ringing up an imaginary customer’s purchase. ]
Thank you for your patronage! We hope to see you again soon. [ He smiles pleasantly for a few seconds... and then the smile drops as he chuckles to himself. ] ... Heheh.
[ He gently strokes one of the petals with the back of his finger, reminiscent of how a cartoonishly evil villain might pet a cat. ] It seems my plans are starting to bear fruit.
It’s only a matter of time until- [ He stops, and turns suddenly. ] - what was that?
[ Are you a fellow conspirator? A hero? An ordinary citizen? Something else entirely? Whatever you choose, it’s time for you to take the stage with him! ]
3. create your own (give me something to play off of, or message me and we can come up with something together!)
⚔️️ WHAT: catch-all ft. pumpkins, street acts and gardening. also maybe some closed prompts later on? who knows.
🕒 WHEN: throughout October
🗺️ WHERE: around Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: N/A, but will edit if needed.
A ❄ pumpkins spicing things up | quest prompt: PUMPKIN MAYHEM!
[ Tsumugi isn't really... the most artistically gifted individual... to put it kindly... but it's fine! What's most important is that he's having a good time while not injuring himself with the knife! And he's succeeding on both fronts! Though either: ]
[ 1. he's carving out the last details for his dog (? question mark?) jack o'lantern. when suddenly it barks, causing him to jolt and carve into the poor dog's face. ] Ah! [ Can... can pumpkins growl...? His pumpkin might be growling now. Uh. ]
[ or 2. he's admiring his, honestly, very ordinary looking jack o'lantern with a comically big smile when, without any warning, it speaks! ] Hey! Why did the witch get kicked out of school? [ There's an awkward silence, save for the pumpkin's "eh? eh?????"s, before it finally gets to the punch line. ] Because she failed her spelling tests! Get it? Spelling tests? Hahahahahahaha!
Ahahaha... [ ... at least his forced laughter is kinda convincing? Kinda? ]
B ❄ to bloom, but only for a while | limited to: second week of October
[ The few days of sun amid the rain are a welcome sight for Tsumugi. Not wanting to waste any precious time, he's quick to roll up his sleeves and gets his hands dirty - quite literally, in fact, as parts of the ground are more mud than earth.
The flower beds outside Kaika Theater have seen better days, and with the temperatures dipping steadily, it's only a matter of time before it's too cold for them to survive. Still, Tsumugi is determined to keep the gardens beautiful for as long as possible. Maybe the sight of vibrant flowers blooming, despite the changing weather, can bring a sense of hope or comfort to someone? At the very least, he's been entrusted with their care... but selfishly, it's for himself, too, so he can have something for his hands to do while he thinks, and thinks, and thinks.
Whether you have business at the theater, or are just walking by, you might overhear Tsumugi talking to someone, or something. It's either: ]
[ 1. a small group of children surrounding him, including one sitting on his knee, enraptured as he teaches them the basics of gardening, answering each and every one of their questions with patience and grace. ]
[ or 2. the fae frog he picked up earlier in the month that decided to accompany him on this gardening excursion. Despite having green magic and how useful it'd be for his Garden Bossing, Tsumugi hasn't really been using it... which the fae frog has plenty of thoughts about. ]
Honestly! You could at least be trying to use your magic! Anything is better than nothing, you dolt!
Sorry... [ He reaches his hands down toward the flower bed, about to try something - but before he gets very far, the frog croaks indignantly (if that's even possible) and smacks his hands away. ]
Wrong!
C ❄ putting the "act" in "charitable acts"
[ Tsumugi Tsukioka isn't a fighter, or even all that confrontational. When he tells himself there's nothing he could've done to stop the destruction, it isn't self-deprecating, but the cold, harsh truth. It's a bitter pill to swallow, but he tries nevertheless. Because as a good friend of his would say, "the show must go on". There wasn't anything he could do then, it's true - but there are things that Tsumugi Tsukioka the actor can do, here and now.
Rain or shine, fog or wind, if you're out and about within Camelot, you might come across this acting junkie preparing for yet another street act. Replacing his usual sign advertising Kaika Theater is a slightly one that reads "If you enjoyed this street performance and are able to, please make a donation to one of the following:", along with a list of any charities, soup kitchens, and the like that need support. There's even instructions on how to do so, just in case (thanks, kazunari, for teaching him how that works).
With the street corner as his stage, Tsumugi takes his place, breathes in, and begins. ]
1. a monologue about someone pining from afar (click to expand)
[ In Tsumugi's hands are a pen and a notebook. He flips to a blank page, then begins to write. ] To you, [ His voice is warm and gentle. ] I hope you are in good health, and that you are happy.
I suppose I know the answer to that first part, though - I heard that your procedure went smoothly, and you are well on your way to recovery. Words cannot begin to express how happy that makes me.
Perhaps you’ve received blessings from an angel. [ He smiles, wistfully. ] It’s a nice thought, don’t you think?
Do you believe in angels, friend? I understand if you don’t. But I-- [ His head snaps back, as though the paper he’s writing on bit back. He scratches up whatever he wrote, then continues. ]
Sorry, my pen slipped. What I meant to write is: I hope you know that you are never alone. No matter how far you may stray from home, there will always be someone by your side.
Sincerely yours, your secret admirer. [ He folds up the paper and slips it delicately in an envelope. He seals it with a kiss, then holds it over his heart as his eyes close gently and he ends with: ] ... your guardian angel.
2. “that sounds like something a supervillain would say” (click to expand)
[ With a potted plant in hand (a miniature yellow daffodil), Tsumugi goes through the motions of ringing up an imaginary customer’s purchase. ]
Thank you for your patronage! We hope to see you again soon. [ He smiles pleasantly for a few seconds... and then the smile drops as he chuckles to himself. ] ... Heheh.
[ He gently strokes one of the petals with the back of his finger, reminiscent of how a cartoonishly evil villain might pet a cat. ] It seems my plans are starting to bear fruit.
It’s only a matter of time until- [ He stops, and turns suddenly. ] - what was that?
[ Are you a fellow conspirator? A hero? An ordinary citizen? Something else entirely? Whatever you choose, it’s time for you to take the stage with him! ]
3. create your own (give me something to play off of, or message me and we can come up with something together!)
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I don't think a skeleton even can watch movies, right? Aren't they dead?
[Yeah, these jokes are flying right over his head.]
dw rude as heck not giving me a notif for this
[ If only the pumpkin had the arms to gesture to itself... alas. ] So if a skeleton could watch movies, then why wouldn't it? What's a skeleton missing, hm? Hmmmm?
[ C'mon, Bennett, this pumpkin believes in you!! Get the joke!!! ]
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Come on, Bennett, think... Why wouldn't a skeleton watch a movie...
[He's pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration here. Is there something he's not seeing...?
And then it hits him, like a trap in a domain.]
Ah! They don't have eyes!
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Y'know what? That's not the punchline I was going for, but I'll give it to you. [ Maybe with enough chances, Bennett would reach "because they didn't have the guts to", but clearly he thought hard about this! A for Effort! The pumpkin's been let down in the comedic sense, but that's okay.
Tsumugi nods in agreement. ] Mm. That answer makes a lot of sense to me.