[She thought she was talking to a child. Now she is absolutely interacting with a child, and a… monochrome one, at that. With a knife.
[One must imagine a very, very confused talksprite (stage 2). Nonetheless: Caitlyn joins the party! (High Heart, abysmal Juice. Equipped with a Rifle (Missing is a long shot.) and Kiramman Key (For locking up monsters.))
[She does not remember carrying either of these items, a second ago.]
All this is yours. [More a statement than a question. He’s certainly acting like it.]
Edited (somehow forgot “dream” had not been said out loud) 2025-06-02 20:41 (UTC)
[Omori nods, swinging his knife around in front of him as he walks. They near what appears to be a park. There are various inhabitants, none of which look quite human, but some of which look an awful lot like people Caitlyn knows. Curious...]
[Oh, well, that’s just unnerving. (As though the rest of this hasn’t been.) A bright blue monkey-girl swings around the bars, and Caitlyn keeps her hands off her rifle but not her eyes off the metal. Running in circles around this off-kilter display is a two-headed dog, paws red and black reaching for that loose blue tail.
[They never make contact. After a few seconds it becomes apparent the motions cycle, and neither are paying attention to anyone else. Around and around they go…
[Meanwhile, a new inhabitant has a sidequest. Large fella, bearded and squarish, leaning on an upside-down hammer. Go talk to him?]
[Omori leads the way. Right before they reach the large, bearded fellow, though, Omori steps to the side, back, and to the side again in a little square. Caitlyn is now in the lead.]
[Wh—? She watches this little square-step, wonders if he might be playing some kind of… what, prank? Children.
[But Caitlyn is in the lead, which means it’s her responsibility to talk to people and figure things out. So she turns back to the hammer-man, clears her throat, and—]
The Other Jay: Have fun while you can. The world isn’t meant to survive this fight.
Caitlyn: —Excuse me?
The Other Jay: I made a promise. I failed him. Maybe you can succeed where I haven’t.
Caitlyn: Ah, are you related to Jayce? What’s your cryptic talk about—?
Quest Obtained: A prize to perfection? (Kill ??? robots.)
The Other Jay: There are countless…
Caitlyn: . . .
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pantheraliam) wrote2030-03-12 03:03 pm
ONLY ALWAYS
[He points, looking over at Caitlyn as if to get her attention merely with his eyes.]
goes directly from dramatic serious tag to Oomi Pixel Playground. hell yea
[Attention caught. Followed. It's so… bright.
[As if sleepwalking, Caitlyn's back on her feet, facing that odd grassy landscape. ?!]
It’s familiar to you? [One must imagine a deeply confused talksprite.]
are you ready for this?
[He begins to march. Follow the leader?]]
this is stupid indulgent thank you for my life
[She thought she was talking to a child. Now she is absolutely interacting with a child, and a… monochrome one, at that. With a knife.
[One must imagine a very, very confused talksprite (stage 2). Nonetheless: Caitlyn joins the party! (High Heart, abysmal Juice. Equipped with a Rifle (Missing is a long shot.) and Kiramman Key (For locking up monsters.))
[She does not remember carrying either of these items, a second ago.]
All this is yours. [More a statement than a question. He’s certainly acting like it.]
no subject
no subject
[Oh, well, that’s just unnerving. (As though the rest of this hasn’t been.) A bright blue monkey-girl swings around the bars, and Caitlyn keeps her hands off her rifle but not her eyes off the metal. Running in circles around this off-kilter display is a two-headed dog, paws red and black reaching for that loose blue tail.
[They never make contact. After a few seconds it becomes apparent the motions cycle, and neither are paying attention to anyone else. Around and around they go…
[Meanwhile, a new inhabitant has a sidequest. Large fella, bearded and squarish, leaning on an upside-down hammer. Go talk to him?]
no subject
no subject
[Wh—? She watches this little square-step, wonders if he might be playing some kind of… what, prank? Children.
[But Caitlyn is in the lead, which means it’s her responsibility to talk to people and figure things out. So she turns back to the hammer-man, clears her throat, and—]
The Other Jay: Have fun while you can. The world isn’t meant to survive this fight.
Caitlyn: —Excuse me?
The Other Jay: I made a promise. I failed him. Maybe you can succeed where I haven’t.
Caitlyn: Ah, are you related to Jayce? What’s your cryptic talk about—?
Quest Obtained: A prize to perfection? (Kill ??? robots.)
The Other Jay: There are countless…
Caitlyn: . . .
[Hammer-man’s last line loops.]