Day 271 | OPEN | The first step is usually the hardest

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

Who: Rob, Anyone
Open: Open
When: Day 271
Where: Wherever
What: Unexpected fashion choices.
Format: Will match


[Pre-post solo stuff]

It had been a week already and, like every morning where he had woken up in his cottage over the past week, once he was ready to leave he stopped and stared at what was on his dresser for a bit before taking it to a mirror and staring at it again. Even being his own worst critic he could tell that he'd done a good job, all things considered. He liked how it looked with the mix of badass, primal, and vaguely creepy despite it not turning out exactly as he'd imagined.

But what about other people? He was very much aware that in his own world this would be considered weird despite his own opinions of it, and that was the problem. If he went outside with this he risked being stared at, people judging him, and people thinking he's weird. The horror.

Today though, as he looks at it in the mirror, a thought occurs to him. Namely, a thought about the waste if he doesn't take it outside. With that thought in mind, he slowly makes his way downstairs to his front door. And stands there. He puts his hand on the doorknob, pauses, pulls it back, pauses, puts his hand on the doorknob, pauses, and repeats the process a few more times. The phrase "They're all gonna laugh at you!" starts bouncing around inside his head and he closes his eyes, trying to force down the anxiety that's making its way up. If he'd thought ahead he could potentially have avoided this problem; if he hadn't acted like his usual self when he'd first arrived everyone might expect something like this from him, but instead he'd presented himself as he normally did and now feels the weight of everyone's expectations about what he's like pressing down on him. Acting against that expectation is hard, and he's not sure how long he remains frozen in front of the door, paralyzed by internal conflict.

Finally though, he clenches his teeth and starts breathing heavily. Will a colossal burst of willpower he opens the door and steps outside, closing it behind him before he act on the urge to abort and go back inside.

[Open]

As of today, Rob has started to accessorize a bit. And by that I mean: a rabbit skull with a shard faintly glowing from within each eye socket, two rabbit humeruses, two rabbit femurs, and two rabbit tibias are spaced out on a braided leather cord, which is being worn by Rob as a necklace. Yes, this is indeed a thing that is happening, and will continue to happen for the foreseeable future. Rob himself is just going about his business as usual, though he does look oddly tense while doing so.

One order of business for today though is to hunt down everyone who went on the mission to the Ura. With those people, he approaches them, unintentionally stealthily contrary to expectations based on appearances, and quietly speaks up despite his apprehension about actually being the one to initiate conversation.

"Hey, um, I was, uh, I was wondering how well the carts worked out, and, uh, and if there were any improvements you think I could make to them. Or for if I make another one. I-If you're not too busy, of course."

Comments

[notachickenhawk]

Tobias just stares at Robb's getup. Honestly, he really has no room to talk in regards to fashion, though it does make him hungry. He looks down at him from a tree and 'speaks' up.

<They worked okay, though it might want to sit higher since it got kind of stuck in the mud of the swamp.>

[scary_music]

Even if Ibuki had run away from Rob for being a stick in the mud a few days ago, Ibuki was quick to notice his new accessories.

And... she approved.

"Uwoah! Rob-chan, that's totally hardcore!" she squealed a bit, "Ukyaaaa! Amazing! What brought on this change? Is Rob-chan going to become a rocker just like Ibuki? Is he? Is he? Did he want to be scouted out for Ibuki's band? Ibuki can totally fit in another band member!"

She seemed to have forgotten all about his attempt to chew her out on her usage of shards, in fact...

Which she didn't, actually, but as long as Rob wasn't going to bring it up, she wasn't...

[daughterofursa]

Zuko definitely looks at that fabulous choice in jewelry, but she couldn't said to be staring and it doesn't change her expression except that maybe her eyebrow lifts a little. She concludes he's decided to be a hunter.

"They worked out fine, unless you can make carts that hover." She pauses. She meant that sarcastically, but- "Those probably exist somewhere, don't they?"

[dontyoujustwish]

Vaguely creepy? This man is wearing a bunny skull with glowing eyes around his neck.

Anya visibly jumps at the sight of it. "Oh good lord!" she gasps, clapping her hand to her chest. Once she recovers from the initial shock, she will actually try to smack him in the shoulder. "What is wrong with you?"

[freedom_engineer]

[As per the usual, Colin can be found in his workshop. He's not at any of the tables right now, though. Instead, he's busy marking up three white boards with calculations on food growth projections, distribution possibilities, and things they need to ensure both go smoothly in the future. Remember when you said you'd never need any of that math you learned in school? Yeah, you were fooling yourself.]

[aprettyred]

Ah, the carts!

"We ran into skyway that was too narrow for them. But that would mean fixing the skyway." Anna thinks for a moment, trying to think of something more helpful. "They got lots of mud on them in the swamp, and that made going slow."

Anna does blink at his choice in necklace, but she was raised by gangsters and decides its like Rikio wearing lots of gold necklaces.

[amphibian]

[Rob's gonna need to put some work into hunting down Aoi because she's out on her daily jog around the Bastion's perimeter—with all this new land, she's doing much more running, but that's basically the opposite of a problem as far as she's concerned.

Her exercise routine stops for no man, but when Rob makes himself heard, she does pause and jog in place instead of running away from him.] Hm? Oh, no, not at all! [She catches sight of that new necklace—are those bones? Those are bones. Those are actual bones from the actual rabbits. That is too wide an array of bones of one of the Bastion's few mammalian species for it to not be actual rabbit bones. Try as she might to look perky, there's a tight, forced quality to her smile. She's so uncomfortable; why would anyone.]

I'unno if I'm the person to ask, though, 'cause I don't know much about technical stuff like that, ehehe... But they got us there and back just fine! We had that run-in in the swamp, but they still made it out in one piece.

[superdrowningskills]

[Alucard isn't really one to judge the fashion statements of others. This is partially because he is aware that people from different times and places have no real reason to dress the same. Mostly though, it's because he just really doesn't much care in general.

The sight of the bone jewelry is odd enough to give him pause though. Don't mind the dhampire staring intently at you, Rob. See the slight tilt of his head? It means he's just curious.]

[emissaries]

Aradia was a little surprised at being approached, but pleasantly so. Though she didn't know this fellow's name offhand, she remembered seeing him when they were setting out the other day. Registering his obvious nervousness, she smiled warmly, hoping to lessen it.

"Not at all, dear!" she replied. "I thought they worked splendidly, as a matter of fact. Very sturdy."

[oursomalink]

[ Well, Shing's not part of the Ura mission, so that's one less person you need to ask...

However, from the way Shing's just staring at his neck and raising an eyebrow, safe to say that that's not the thing he's focusing on in this encounter...

What is that necklace. That looks kinda creepy, really... ]