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lostcarnival2017-12-16 11:42 am
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(open) i have made the fire up bright
Who: Joker and whoever else
What: The best way to recover from trauma is to aggressively ignore it, right? And bake.
When: D13 and onwards, with special shoutout to D19
Where: The Carnival Cookhouse, and about the moon
A - D13 onwards, Cookhouse
[Joker can't exactly say he understands fae holidays, which he supposes is nothing new. Despite the fact that they all live under the Ringmaster's employment and interact with her fairly regularly, very few people probably understand the details that go into the fae life. Still, he understands the concept of giving gifts well enough, especially with the various worlds he's seen which all have their own holidays. He figures he can come up with something well enough.]
[While the marketplace is and well and good, Joker doesn't have nearly enough for the amount of people he wants to give things to- especially some of the new faces around, who he suspect might be feeling a little fish out of water. Well, fortunately, there's always one thing guaranteed to be done.]
[For the rare soul that ventures down into the Carnival for whatever reason... They will find that smoke is wafting up from the cookhouse, and the lights are all on. Opening the doors will find a certain song wafting out from the kitchen. Its singer is wearing some jeans and a simple white sweatshirt. His cooking gear that he won't mind if it gets a little messy.]
Tom, he was a piper's son...
[The small of gingerbread is thick in the air, along with a couple of other things he has in mind, and Joker is casually at work decorating what appear to be, yep, gingerbread men. Feathers the Dartrix is on the counters, casually observing, and looks up when someone appears. Enjoy the cooed greeting.]
B - The Moon, various days
[With how long he was out of commission, just laying around and trying to deal with being poisoned, that really hasn't given his wings much time to get their usual exercise... So Joker is back on the moon with everyone else, flying about.]
[....And other things.]
[As the snowball going for someone's head will attest to.]
Watch out~.
[Look at this smug asshole, in his glittery jacket and his striped scarf. It's made worse by the fact that he's actively juggling snowballs in his one good hand.]
C - Joker's Wild
[This post will also be used for various 1x1 things for Joker to do, but if you have something in particular to approach him about, let me know! I'm flexible for him to do all sorts of things now that he's recovered from poison.]
What: The best way to recover from trauma is to aggressively ignore it, right? And bake.
When: D13 and onwards, with special shoutout to D19
Where: The Carnival Cookhouse, and about the moon
A - D13 onwards, Cookhouse
[Joker can't exactly say he understands fae holidays, which he supposes is nothing new. Despite the fact that they all live under the Ringmaster's employment and interact with her fairly regularly, very few people probably understand the details that go into the fae life. Still, he understands the concept of giving gifts well enough, especially with the various worlds he's seen which all have their own holidays. He figures he can come up with something well enough.]
[While the marketplace is and well and good, Joker doesn't have nearly enough for the amount of people he wants to give things to- especially some of the new faces around, who he suspect might be feeling a little fish out of water. Well, fortunately, there's always one thing guaranteed to be done.]
[For the rare soul that ventures down into the Carnival for whatever reason... They will find that smoke is wafting up from the cookhouse, and the lights are all on. Opening the doors will find a certain song wafting out from the kitchen. Its singer is wearing some jeans and a simple white sweatshirt. His cooking gear that he won't mind if it gets a little messy.]
Tom, he was a piper's son...
[The small of gingerbread is thick in the air, along with a couple of other things he has in mind, and Joker is casually at work decorating what appear to be, yep, gingerbread men. Feathers the Dartrix is on the counters, casually observing, and looks up when someone appears. Enjoy the cooed greeting.]
B - The Moon, various days
[With how long he was out of commission, just laying around and trying to deal with being poisoned, that really hasn't given his wings much time to get their usual exercise... So Joker is back on the moon with everyone else, flying about.]
[....And other things.]
[As the snowball going for someone's head will attest to.]
Watch out~.
[Look at this smug asshole, in his glittery jacket and his striped scarf. It's made worse by the fact that he's actively juggling snowballs in his one good hand.]
C - Joker's Wild
[This post will also be used for various 1x1 things for Joker to do, but if you have something in particular to approach him about, let me know! I'm flexible for him to do all sorts of things now that he's recovered from poison.]
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...Ya went ta find me, yeah?
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I wanted ta be sure everything went okay. I wanted ta be there if... if ya still knew what was goin' on.
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Well, I didn't, alright? [Carefully, he reaches over to lay his hand onto her arm.] I can barely remember any of it... S'just things in my dreams. So... Whatever ya saw... It might as well not have been me, alright?
I don't... want ya ta think that it was as bad as it coulda been. That ya did anythin' wrong.
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Well, I had ta do somethin'! [Her voice sounds stilted and forced, like she's trying to talk over the memory of Joker mimicking her as he faded away.] He wasn' gonna let any of ya go if we didn' play his game, 'n we all decided it was better ta suck it up fer all 'a yer sakes! 'N yeah, I coulda done without it all, but--
[Doll's face is going a little pink from the strain of keeping herself together, and while it feels like she's being brave, she also wonders how long she can keep this denial up. Just a bit longer, just like she learned to work through the pain of standing on a rope for minutes then hours.]
But even if it wasn' the real end, I didn' want ya t'be alone again.
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...And I never wanted ya ta have ta go through somethin' like that. [Not with her heart.]
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If ya don' remember, 'n I wasn' there, I woulda come up with all kinds 'a terrible things on my own. Better ta know.
[Not knowing how Joker went in the mansion, wondering if he'd burned or died in some quicker, less painful way still haunted her. No, even if she was being reminded of the worst parts of the hunt, even if sometimes her dreams turned dark and reminded her of the day she helped kill her brother, the alternative was decidedly worse.]
If it were me, you'd've wanted th'same, yeah? Make sure some... stranger too eager ta kill somethin' didn' find me.
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[Still. That's always the word: still.]
...It had ta hurt.
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Yeah, it did. [She says with a shaky little exhale and a nod, but then she smiles again.] But the alternative was forgettin' I loved ya, 'n that's jus' impossible.
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[She shouldn't have had to get hurt by how much she loves him. He wishes he could have stopped that.]
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'M alright Joker.
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[Not the way she was acting as she tried to tell him all this, and that she didn't bring it up to him first. Still. He presses his face into her hair a little more.]
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Don' think you'd like it much if I felt nothin' at all, huh?
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Still, if yer ever upset or not feelin' well from that sort of thing... Tell me, won't ya?
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[She wishes he didn't ask around or dream about it-- not because then they wouldn't be having this conversation, but because he would have been spared another set of traumatic memories.]
...but I would. I can' hide nothin' from ya, y'know.
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[Completely different senses, way of processing things, of just moving around... It's a hard thing to mesh with his still human mind.]
So I'm fine. Talkin' about it with ya won't hurt me, right?
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I think we've talked enough about it, don't you?
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[His ears droop a little.]
I'm just sayin', that's all.
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Y'can' want ta know? Why?
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[She takes a deep breath and lets it out.]
I was surprised we found ya first, honestly. [She folds her arms and bows her head a little.] Th'way ya were crashin' through the trees? Sounded like a thunderstorm comin' through. I didn' even get a scratch on me neither, 'n Tamaki didn' even hafta pull me outta yer way. [Doll arches an eyebrow at him.] Ya were terrible at bein' a bird, Joker, don' quit bein' a stage manager.
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[...And also that he is apparently a god-awful bird, which has him blinking down at her.]
....Well. Was I a pretty bird, at least, then?
[Just lighten it up. That's really all he can do.]
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Oh! Like whatcha got right now! [She puts her hands behind her head, mimicking his hair. She is giving him so much guff right now.] Yeah, exactly that~
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Naw, not at all. 'M sayin' y'look funny no matter what y'happen ta be that day.
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aaaaaaaaand scene?