lap four // day 181 (open)

[amphibian]

Who: Aoi and you!
Open: Open!
When: Backdated to day 181
Where: At the donut bush, just north of the lake.
What: Aoi has made another horrendous donut flora.
Format: Action tags preferred but I'll match!
Warnings: Donuts.

[There's some bad news for anyone who thought the donut trees were unreasonable.

Anyone who passes by the lake today will notice something new: some giant donuts. A bush growing some giant donuts. Aoi lingers near it, glancing constantly between the bush with a wide grin of pride, and around the area with a look of excited anticipation. Occasionally, she drops to do some sit-ups or stretches beside the sugary abomination she has wrought.

As usual, she waves at anyone who passes by, energetic enough to nearly be flailing. Is anyone brave enough to question her creation?]

Comments

[blackblooded]

[That is huge, and Crona looks vaguely horrified. Ragnarok, on the other hand, looks thrilled, and he promptly starts waving his stubby arms around.]

Holy shit, I need to eat that!

... Ragnarok, that's huge. You can't eat that. You'll make me sick.

[amphibian]

Just one! You've gotta save the other!

[A pause as the non-donut part of that exchange processes—] Oh, wait, don't make anyone sick, though!

[blackblooded]

Hell no! I'm gonna eat both of them!

[amphibian]

The other one's for someone else! Don't be greedy! [Hands on her hips, she steps between Ragnarok and the bush. She'll fight him for it, don't think she won't.]

[blackblooded]

[Crona, once again, is trapped in the awkward position of being between Ragnarok and the person he's arguing with. The meister makes a semi-successful attempt at ducking out of the way.]

Moron! One's for me, and one's for Crona! And since Crona ain't gonna eat it, I get it!

[amphibian]

That's definitely not how it works! Go spend your own shards on giant donuts if you want them all to yourself!

[blackblooded]

Tch, like we're dumb enough to waste shards on doughnut trees! Only a moron would do that!

[amphibian]

[WOW, SHOTS FIRED]

A moron?! Hey! Then you just shouldn't have any donuts if you feel that way!

[blackblooded]

I'm allowed to take advantage of morons, moron!

[amphibian]

I'm not a moron! Call me that again and I'll kick you!

[blackblooded]

You can't kick me, moron!

... You can't. He'll break your foot.

[amphibian]

[She takes a step back, completely prepared to kick him until Crona speaks. Her anger dissolves into a frustrated pout--but only for a moment, and she's full of fury and determination again.]

Then I'll hit him! If that doesn't work, I'll throw things at him 'til he leaves! There's no way he's getting these donuts!

[blackblooded]

... We can leave, you know. [Crona doesn't like that. Being chased off because of Ragnarok? Crona doesn't like that one bit.]

Hell no! I want those goddamn doughnuts!

I can just walk away, if you want. [Crona doesn't actually look at Aoi while saying that, glances around in a variety of downwards directions and looks rather like a kicked puppy (not that that's unusual for the meister).]

[amphibian]

[She's entirely prepared to yell at Ragnarok some more, but not at Crona. That pouty kicked-puppy look actually makes her settle, eyebrows creasing together in concern.]

I don't want you to have to go anywhere... [She pauses for a moment, considering.] But he can't reach very far, can he?

[blackblooded]

No. His arms are too short.

Screw you!

[amphibian]

So that means from right here, he can't get the donuts anyway! [She folds her arms over her chest and grins, immensely satisfied for coming up with this exceedingly simple solution.]

[blackblooded]

[Crona nods. Ragnarok punches his meister in the head.]

Hey! Go over there, moron!

... no. You can't have any.

[amphibian]

Hey, that's rude! Are you okay, Crona? [She'll totally still hit him.]

[blackblooded]

I'll be as rude as I want, bitch!

[And he punches Crona in the head again. Crona seems used to this.]