scawwy ✦ suguru geto

[recession]

getoutta my town am i right

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W0, monday

[recession]

[ Hardly the first person to express this thought but this town and also this first week in particular is exceptionally miserable. Daan has a blanket from the house draped over his shoulders and closed around the front, so he's really giving off that miserly Victorian energy especially hard today. So much for having nice clothes if he's just going to cover them up. ]

...

[ He sees Geto and he's internally thinking wow forty people really is so much because here is yet another person he hasn't yet spoken to. ]

Hello. Mr. Geto, if I'm matching face to bulletin correctly.

[turbulency]

[ thanks daan for not using his first name

Anyway, there's really no way around it but Daan is going to find an ugly worm thrown at his face. ]

[recession]

[ Who did this to us, Spoon.

Well he is going to >Guard< (RPGMaker mechanic with broad applications in this case it is a dodge) because somehow getting an ugly worm thrown in your face is in fact one of the first things that can happen in this game so he's just intrinsically prepared? It's how he manages to not get parasite'd. ]

-- What is wrong with you.

[ YOU ARE THE WORST PERSON. ]

[turbulency]

[ me getting the mod notif the same time as your plurk ping

The worm falls onto the floor and writhes in agony, croaking out a distorted mama...

Geto just smiles. ]

It was an accident.

W1, monday

[recession]

[ Oh thank god for a new change in clothes. Even if Daan is being a little picky with the fabrics, apparently, the way he's sifting through them and seeming to stop and actually assess them for more than plain looks. He pauses on a graphic tee of N*rvana and has to pause, looking at it. ]

These designs are... intricate?

[ Would that even be right to say... ]

[turbulency]

[ He's such a fancy little boy. Anyway, I guess you should be the one telling me what Geto is looking for? Huh? ]

You don't like it?

[recession]

[ Let's goooo street goth Geto. ]

It's not my taste... and then half of these shirts are a bit too thick, or not my favourite in terms of material.

[ Traces a denim shirt like. Imagine. ]

Not that I'm knocking the whole place. I really needed a change in clothes. Just trying to find something that looks half-decent put together.

W1, thursday

[recession]

[ CHECKING IN

We manhandled everyone to the island houses for resting up purposes but you can be wherever you want. He's carving fruit for all the injured and that includes you, Geto. If you have permitted it then Geto will have ointment on his neck and safety bandages to cover up the injury and protect it even if it did weirdly close.

This can be in silence. ]

[turbulency]

[ Daan... this is such wife behaviour. ]

Thanks.

[recession]

[ I would never deny this but he is also a wife guy in general. ]

Just doing what I can, Mr. Geto. I'm only glad that none of you seemed bad enough to lose a limb. Keep that arm elevated if you can when you sleep tonight.

W2, monday

[recession]

[ Hey dude how are you. Knowing Daan he was going to just come check up on Geto with his injuries or was in the middle of doing so if you permit it when they both get bodied by swallowing shadows.

He will get to see this memory, yippee! ]

[turbulency]

[ Huh, neat! Geto takes it all in, hands tucked in his pockets. ]

... So you do magic too?

[recession]

...

[ He sighs a little. He's not very unhappy about this question, but. ]

Not really.

Not unless I'm desperate.

week 3, monday, tree

[turbulency]

[ They're at the tree! He's reading the plaque that reads I am that I am. ]

Philosophy... It would've been fun to discuss this with Pickles.

[recession]

Maybe, maybe not. I wasn't ever much of a philosopher, but I'd tolerate it if it were for him.

[ Pickles... we miss you every day. ]

New place seems a bit extravagant, doesn't it.

[turbulency]

[ Pickles... ]

Does it make you suspicious?

W4, tuesday

[recession]

[ Tuesday we are at the height of the radio tower, where Daan is fiddling around with the buttons to no avail. He makes a slight bit of a pinched face at the static and whispers. ]

...

You wouldn't happen to know how to work this thing any better, would you? Not that I'm expecting much...

[ There hasn't ever been any help so far. Don't see why we'd get any now. ]

[turbulency]

[ Stands behind him and whispers, ] Help me...

[recession]

[ Turns around and looks at him. ]

week 4, thursday

[turbulency]

[ Hewwo. He is here. Is Daan still licking his wounds. ]

Hey.

[recession]

[ He's slowly but somewhat miserably cleaning up his wounds. He glances up when Geto enters. ]

...

[ Kind of a vague nod in greeting. His voice is bad. ]

[turbulency]

[ Does he have a throat injury? ]

W6, wednesday

[recession]

[ APPEAR ]

Hello, Mr. Geto. Sorry to intrude.

[ I hope you weren't doing anything important. Or if you were he can leave that's fine. ]

[turbulency]

[ Imagine if he were showering

jk there are no showers ]

Daan? How're you?

[recession]

[ That's so sad. We have showers. ]

Well-enough, Mr. Geto. Much better than I was doing, although it comes and goes.

Yourself?