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lostcarnival2017-08-15 09:28 pm
puddingemote) wrote in lostcarnival2017-08-15 09:28 pm
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[OPEN] 3 Spoopy 5 Me
Who: Tamaki and Anyone!
When: Post Day 145
Where: The Summerlands
What: Tamaki's realized he kept a... useful ability from his time as a ghost.
Warnings: Depends on what you want to talk about.
The first time he'd used it had been an accident; without even really thinking about it, Tamaki started to walk through the wall of the cookhouse like he used to as a ghost and-
Well. He crashed into it. Fell flat on his butt, actually. It took him a moment to remember that oh yeah, he's solid again. Walking through walls isn't really a thing he can do anymore.
Though he'd still been a bit curious to see if he really couldn't get through the wall anymore; being able to phase through things easily was really the only nice thing about being a ghost. He'd leaned against the wall of the cookhouse, remembering the way it felt to be completely weightless, just a person-shaped mass of soul energy that could go anywhere-
And then he fell through and landed on his face. Welp.
That little bit of slapstick dispatched, Tamaki was eager to try out his new ability on the Carnival. Which is what lead to now, where a seven-foot teenager has just walked through the wall. He glows blue for a moment before coming solid again, looking all around the space before his eyes land on the person he just most likely startled.
Trailers, tents, game stalls... the only thing he seems to be purposefully avoiding entering unlawfully is bathrooms. He could really be anywhere.
At which point he'll look at the person he just so rudely intruded upon, blinking like they're the ones who just showed up.
"Uh. Pardon the intrusion."
When: Post Day 145
Where: The Summerlands
What: Tamaki's realized he kept a... useful ability from his time as a ghost.
Warnings: Depends on what you want to talk about.
The first time he'd used it had been an accident; without even really thinking about it, Tamaki started to walk through the wall of the cookhouse like he used to as a ghost and-
Well. He crashed into it. Fell flat on his butt, actually. It took him a moment to remember that oh yeah, he's solid again. Walking through walls isn't really a thing he can do anymore.
Though he'd still been a bit curious to see if he really couldn't get through the wall anymore; being able to phase through things easily was really the only nice thing about being a ghost. He'd leaned against the wall of the cookhouse, remembering the way it felt to be completely weightless, just a person-shaped mass of soul energy that could go anywhere-
And then he fell through and landed on his face. Welp.
That little bit of slapstick dispatched, Tamaki was eager to try out his new ability on the Carnival. Which is what lead to now, where a seven-foot teenager has just walked through the wall. He glows blue for a moment before coming solid again, looking all around the space before his eyes land on the person he just most likely startled.
Trailers, tents, game stalls... the only thing he seems to be purposefully avoiding entering unlawfully is bathrooms. He could really be anywhere.
At which point he'll look at the person he just so rudely intruded upon, blinking like they're the ones who just showed up.
"Uh. Pardon the intrusion."
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Still... Laughing almost sheepishly, he scratches his own cheek and glances away. Well, considering the state he was found in that one time, he guesses he can't deny that he's... under a lot of stress. "Well... It was a rough month, the last time we were back home with our troupe. And when we've had a rough start as it is..." Well. He won't say much more after that. Joker's always been a lot more closed off when it comes to this kind of thing than Doll, or even some of his other siblings.
Still, after a moment, he reaches over to pat Tamaki on the shoulder. "Yer just tryin' ta be nice. I get that much."
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He looks into Joker's eyes, to let him know he's sincere in this. Maybe he can't help Joker, but he can help Doll, or at least he hopes he can. It's not just about being nice; he wants to go beyond that.
"She showed me." He doesn't really elaborate on what she showed him, trusting Joker to understand. "She trusted me. So I can't leave it alone."
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Joker goes still at that, and for a second he actually even frowns a little. Doll doesn't do that kind of thing often- showing her scar to people. It's an issue that few are shown, like Wendy's and Peter's real ages. Unlike him, or Beast, or Dagger, their issues weren't ones that could be hidden... and Doll's especially couldn't be played up in any way.
He chooses his words carefully before letting out a breath. "I'm not sure there's much that can be done," he says, gently. "All we can do is get out of England, and go somewhere a little nicer, yeah? S'why I'm here."
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"...Okay." He can't exactly deny that he doesn't have a plan here. What could he even do, really? The best he can think of is taking Doll back with him, but who knows if she would even agree to that. It would be a time and a country far different from her own, and Joker's too. "I hope it works out."
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