[open] I speak six languages

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🧙 WHO: Momo Yaoyorozu and YOU!
⚔️️ WHAT: catch all for May
🕒 WHEN: all throughout the month of May
🗺️ WHERE: in and around Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: TBD

🥣 Every language easy... Easy as the recipe for making jello [SLICE OF LIFE]

[ Living in the inn hadn't been Momo's idea of an ideal living situation (especially when it started flooding intermittently), but at least it had come along with readily available meals. Momo's had it lucky thus far in life, when it comes to food availability... From her parents' personal kitchen staff, to Lunch Rush's cafeteria food, to the dining room at the inn, Momo has somehow made it to sixteen without really ever learning her way around a kitchen. Now that she's moved into a small house with her female classmates, it's sink or swim!

She heads to the market to pick up some supplies— nonstick pans, spatulas, measuring cups and spoons— though really, she's so far out of her depth; she doesn't know what she might need. She finds herself frozen in indecision looking at different cake pans, trying to debate the merits between a round pan or a square one. She'll turn to whoever is nearby, be they employee or customer, and ask politely, ]

Pardon me, but... Have you ever baked a cake before?

🏅 To excel in athletics is not difficult if one has the temperament (and I have the temperament) [TRAINING]

[ More often than not, Momo finds herself at the training grounds, practicing her magic.

Some days, she focuses on her Elemental magic, strengthening up her skills with the different elements. Her current training regimen focuses on using wind magic to lift herself up in the air and try to fly (or, more realistically, hover). When she gets tired of practicing the brute force of summoning enough lift to take off, she practices her finesse by trying to use lightning magic to power small household appliances. If she's too tired, though, she might just end up frying them beyond repair!

Other days, Momo spends her training time working on her Alchemy. She sits at a table, with a number of different materials and components spread out in front of her, her Yaoyorictionary nearby to look up any specific chemical formulae she might need. She tries the basics, changing the shape of metal, transforming wood into glass, before moving on to more difficult tasks like transmuting precious gemstones and metals, or brewing potions. She might be a bit too overly ambitious with her potion making, however, leading to some concoctions blowing up in her face (literally) in a stinking cloud of green smoke... ]

🎶 And I like the theme from Rocky, though I play Mozart more [QUEST – Party Rock Anthem]

[ How difficult could this quest be? Momo likes to think she could navigate a raucous party well enough to suss out the vessel carrying out the spell and neutralize it. How difficult could it be? It's just a party, after all.

A very loud, intense party... Momo enters and right away finds herself bombarded on all sides by flashing lights, pressing bodies, and thumping bass. She claps her hands over her ears, trying to save herself from lasting hearing damage, and shouts to whoever agreed to help her on this quest, ] IT'S SO LOUD IN HERE!! I CAN HARDLY HEAR MYSELF THINK!

[ Finally, Momo's eyes and ears adjust to the levels of light and sound in the party, and it's a good thing too, because as soon as she stepped inside, the doors disappeared behind them. Focused on her goal, Momo explores the different rooms of the house (aside from the bedrooms with socks on the doorknob) until she finds the spare bedroom that is serving as the coat room. This is as good a place as any, she wagers, to start the search for the vessel. Only, as soon as Momo and her partner start rifling through the pile of coats on the bed, looking for anything out of place or unusual, a party drone enters the room, red solo cup in hand. ]

What are you two doing in here? You're not trying to kill the vibes, are you?

📣 I don't like to brag. And I won't, 'cause I don't have to [WILDCARD]

[ I'll put closed starters for people in the comments as the month progresses. If you want to plot something different, HMU @ millennialfalcon or ©hris#1234! ]

Comments

Party Rock Anthem

[konpeito_aji]

[Nobunaga, has a tie around his head, a business suit instead of his usual Sengoku kimono, and was discreetly trying to pry open the window with his way too fucking long katana.]

[He can't fake anything for shit though, so his usual dating sim commander charm and Fool of Owari dumbassery will just have to do!]

[There's two ways to go. One would be to kiss Momo, but between Kitsuno, and just him starting to learn how much he has trust issues with intimacy, that's quickly ruled out! HELL NO, SORRY, NOT SORRY!]

[The second one is to jump up and down on the bed like a five year old.]

[Obviously the correct route.]

European beds are so bouncy!!! [He loves the way they squeak too for no reason. Isn't that annoying for everyone else? He bets it is!] Hey dude! Gimme your drink and try this!!!

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[ W-whaaaaat...??

Momo had this picture in her head of Oda Nobunaga as a brilliant military mind, well ahead of his time, a master of strategy and might.

The real Oda Nobunaga is breaking her mental image into a thousand tiny pieces.

BUT, she has no choice but to trust in his keen mind. If he really thinks jumping up and down on the bed is the best strategy, then... Momo climbs up onto the bed and starts jumping alongside him. ]

Y-yes!! We're having so much fun! Weeeeeeeeeeee!

[ It actually... is more fun than Momo would like to admit, if she's honest. And the party drone seems to be convinced... ]

[konpeito_aji]

[JUMPING!]

[He's genuinely glad to have corrupted her into enjoying herself! Demon King of 6th Heaven things!]

[And Nobunaga is handed a drink, so steps down for a few seconds, chugs it obliviously -- Maybe Mitsuhide is right about him needing a poison tester -- and then waits for the party drone to decide to head back to checking on the rest of the party.]

[He lets out a huff. He has a decent alcohol tolerance, but not for mystery substances!]

Tch. Cults usually make shrines for these things right? But I guess this isn't exactly a cult. Party cult... [Don't mind him, he's just IMAGINING for a moment.]

[Head shake!] I'm going to need your help. [Ohhhhh that alcohol is starting to hit.]

[But he's still with it!] I don't know what's modern or abnormal.

[Ransack the cupboards!!! Or bedside tables, whatever they're called here.]

[Also that mood swing, he gives no indication that literally anything changed from one second to the next! Just seamless!]

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[ As part of her hero curriculum, Momo is trained to be perceptive. So she certainly notices Oda's mood swings and shake of the head. It's hard to tell, however, how much is external influence, and how much is just... Him being him.

But he's right, they should get back to their search. Momo rounds the bed and goes to check the other bedside table. ]

If you see anything you're unsure of, just show it to me, and I'll let you know whether it's suspicious.