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Isola Affiliated Tenna from Deltarune | SUBGIANT | 214 | NOT INDIE FRIENDLY

[anttennatime]

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It's TV time! And that means, it's Tenna time!

This blog will contain spoilers for Deltarune: Chapter 3!

The ever-charismatic host of his own TV show--straight from Kris' living room!

Always groovy, never glooby!

(Actually he's a little glooby sometimes)

Loves to be loved, be watched, and be entertaining. It's his job to take you away from your troubles for a little bit, isn't it?

He may not be on air anymore, but he ignores that. It's always showtime!

Aren't you happy? Isn't this fun? Don't you want to watch more TV? Who needs the internet when you have television!

He's not OLD, just... classic!

Do NOT bring up a certain tiny garbage-mailman

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[avginian]

IT HAD TAKEN SOME PLANNING ON HIS PART. a little effort here, a special request there, all perfectly in line for it to fall together just as he had planned from the start. so here he sits, comfortable within a cushy, leather seat in high roller, the view that of a large window peering into an array of elaborate paintings and myriad of luxurious statues, both marble and metal alike. and nearby none other than tenna, the host of this island's more entertaining television programs, if not simply his 'boss' in some essence.

plucking the shades off of his face, he sets them down with a gentle clatter across the table as he speaks. ❝ Welcome to one of the High Roller VIP suites. ❞ one, he says fairly casually, as if it were something so trivial to know. ❝ Consider it a second home for the night. Because today is your day, Sir. The studio has been doing pretty well lately. So I thought: 'Why not treat Tenna to a deserved night off.' The cast and crew are taking care of things at the place for you, ❞ he reassures, knuckles now resting against his cheek as he leans against the arm of his seat.

❝ For today? Don't ask, just spend. The tab's on me. ❞ and he means it, especially while lifting two fingers into the air to hail down the private waiter poised at the corner of the room, putting in a request for a rather expensive bottle of alcohol for himself.

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[anttennatime]

When the man funding your entire invites you out, you don't say no. Not that such a thing was a chore for Tenna--thankfully, he liked this guy! And if everything kept going well, this guy would keep keep him afloat. But it did mean the CRT would have to dress his best to meet a personal invitation from the man into High Roller.

He's no stranger to luxury; he'd been to Queen's palace a number of times, carried by charisma alone. So his demeanor when he walks into the door is a familiar one. Casual among all the luxuries the other offered.

(...even if, internally, he had to push down how circuit-wracking it was to be in a Lightner's wealthy generosity.)

"Ha! Looks like you got me, then. They all told me this was a business meeting--was that your doing, too?"

The more he stayed in the city, the more his workaholic tendencies came to light. It's a battle getting Tenna to take a day off; and if he is, he's usually at home with Kris.

"Snea-ky! But after walking in this place, I'm not complaining. Haven't been spoiled like this since '97."

Even the chair opposite to his companion was larger to account for his size, look at that! For his order, though, he opts for a cocktail instead. And when he opens his mouth to address the other, what catches his eye isn't Aventurine himself...

("...wow.")

It's the view from the tall windows behind him. The high-rise overlooked the entire glowing city, lights twinkling below from the cars, the clubs, the summer night lights. It's reflecting off of his screen, which he opted to turn off to really take in the view.

[thiefandlyre]

Octavo gingerly takes the button, peering at it. He's never heard the term asexual, but it has a pleasing color scheme, the gray and purple matching his skin and wardrobe. He pins it on his collar, smiling.

"Oh, it's like a little talisman... Thank you, Tenna. May they heed my warning," he adds with a quiet laugh. "I suppose if I can't figure out why I feel this way, preventing it is the next best thing."

[anttennatime]

--Ah! Look at that smile! It completely lights the CRT up, and he seems to grow a bit taller than he had all week.

"Here's to hoping! And if that doesn't work, you could just shoot 'em. That'll get the point across!" ("Unless it's that pale little weirdo.")

...It does seem he's being serious, despite the cheery delivery.

"To be honest, I do kinda understand how you feel, Tavo. My ex and I were... separated by forces we couldn't control, let's put it that way. I've had a couple small crushes, I guess, but I really couldn't see myself getting that close to them. It never made me angry like you, though. So that part... maybe I can't help you with."

[deceivior]

Well, at least he seems quite friendly! How does that glass box work, though?

"Yes, I suppose you could put it that way. He's, in a sense, our counterpart in the Dark World."

"Mr. Ant Tenna." He repeats. "A pleasure. I fear Shadow hadn't mentioned you before. So, there's a Dark World in other places..." Tenna didn't seem like the kind of creatures he'd expect from that place, though.

[anttennatime]

To that, Tenna nods confidently, as if he knew how the entire process worked. (He does not, in fact, know how the dark worlds of other places function. But that would mean he was wrong, and he can't have that!)

"--What!? He really hasn't mentioned me!? But--he works at my studio! He throws glitter boxes at me! We've talked about his boy problems!" ("And he didn't even mention me to his Lightner...?")

Oh, he... shrinks.

"It's okay. I understand. This happens a lot with other Darkners. It's a 'me' thing, not a 'him' thing... I just thought we were better friends... that's all..."

[sixofclovers]

man ive not even played this game

[thiefandlyre]

But other people didn't act like that! They liked being flirted with, even if it wasn't meant to lead to anything! Octavo understood why he felt most of the things he did, but not this. It wasn't simply anger, it was indignation, how dare they... what? He didn't know the rest of it.

"I... don't think you're correct, but it doesn't seem like I'll be able to persuade you. Nobody's tried approaching me since I've come here, anyway, so it isn't as if it's been a problem..." he murmurs, still looking elsewhere. "It's fine. Take your time, I won't go anywhere."

[anttennatime]

It takes less time than he thinks; with the month of June in full swing, it was easy to find items like this around the island. Most stores had some in a collection bin by the register, even. So when he sits back down with a smile, Tenna opens his hand in from of the other to reveal... a striped button! It looks so small in his hand.

"I don't know if this will help, but it might be worth giving a shot. You can pin it anywhere you'd like, if you want. Had to ask which one to get for you, but that one is for asexual pride. Sounds about right with what you described. So... maybe you won't have to worry about people coming up and flirting with you?"

His tone is optimistic, but not steadfast. He can't predict the future, after all.

[occultacarne]

Sebastian doesn't seem pleased with the answers, but he isn't going to hold that against Tenna. "Aurelius is an angel. Priests serve their God." Anything divine would surely harm Vanth, no matter what he had hidden in all that gunk and that demon stench.

"The more we talk, the more I realize Vanth does not tell you much of anything about himself. Yet, you care for him as if he were your friend. Why is that?"

[anttennatime]

"...Why?"

The CRT seemed genuinely puzzled by the question for a moment.

"Well, uh. We are friends, at least, as far as I know. You don't have to know everything about somebody to be friends, right?"

He seems to shrink to about Sebastian's height.

"...Vanny was one of the first Lightners I met here. Asked if I could run a certain video game, and I could. So he played that game on my screen for hours, trying to beat some record on-line. It had... been a long time since someone wanted to play a game with me willingly."

...

"When I came here, it was after everything kind of... fell apart. I lost everything--my friends, my studio, my home... my arms... The only thing I had going for me was the fact that Kris and Susie would find me another home. My own Lightner, my owner... didn't even want me around anymore. And it was my fault, I know it was, but I was so... afraid everyone here would just think I'm some. Piece of junk." ... "Vanth was one of the first who thought I was worth the attention again. Of course we're friends. I don't... want anything bad to happen to the guy."

[deceivior]

Oh, the funky gossip stone. They are taller than he expected.

"Two of...? Oh, you mean Shadow? I guess it gets a little confusing? I'm Vio."

[anttennatime]

"Vio, huh...? So you've gotta be..."

Oh, look at the smile on that screen!!

"You're from his Light World, then! It's nice to finally meet you!"

A large hand extends to shake the hero's own.

"I'm--

The words physically manifest over his head before disappearing.

"I'm from a Dark World too, just one far away I guess!"

[thiefandlyre]

"Aye, like a monk or a knight who's taken a vow of chastity." Octavo nods. Tenna really was very much like a knight in his duties, as he described them. "I was really referring to the anger, though. The mere thought of anyone approaching me like that, it..."

He trails off, frowning to himself as he glances away from Tenna. "You can't tell me that isn't pathological."

[anttennatime]

"Not really? Shacking up with somebody just isn't what I'm looking for. The drive's not there, y'know? It doesn't have to do with being noble, it just..." ... "Well, we're not here to talk about me."

His screen tilts down apologetically.

"Octavo, that still doesn't mean something's wrong with you. You've got boundaries! Of course it'd piss you off if someone crossed it. Right?"

...

"Y'know what? Gimme '10, I'll be back."

And, up he goes! Where he's going is a mystery, though.

[deceivior]

Typical lover's quarrel, huh...

[anttennatime]

"...Huh. There really are two of you!"

[universal-casey]

Gullible

[fuzzywyrmz]

happy (belated) 1 year to chapters 3+4! 🎉 wanted to make a lil something and took a shot at animating

[thiefandlyre]

"Obviously it's personal. Other people don't feel this way." Octavo even rolls his eyes at Tenna's sudden shift in demeanor, suddenly much more sober. "I always assumed it had something to do with my origins. I wasn't born of flesh, so why would I have carnal desires? Not sure why it makes me angry, but I don't think it's terribly productive to worry about the reason for it."

[anttennatime]

"I wouldn't say other people don't feel the same way you do. A lot do! I know monsters that feel the same way, too."

As his companion obviously didn't find the joke funny, he takes off the glasses, and sits in a much more casual stance.

"You're right on one thing, though. There isn't a productive reason for worrying about it. It's not like it's a medical condition you've gotta find help for or anything. Some people like sex and want to sleep with their partner, or friends, or have flings here and there and have that, innate desire to, I guess. My ex husband was like that."

"In some people, it's there but it's not a priority. Or something sort of happens and it awakens something in them sometimes. And for others, there's not really a sexual attraction to somebody at all, regardless of how close they are to someone or not."

He taps the bottom of his casing thoughtfully.

"And even if they don't have the desire to have it themselves, it doesn't mean they're put off by it all entirely. I got my start in this city helping out with adult shows and performances. Didn't do anything for me--just another job."

[anttennatime]

( ´_ゝ`)

"Hey, that's pretty good! I like the nose, that's a nice nose."

[anttennatime]

❛ It is a special month, yes? So I have prepared a gift for you to remember me by. ❜

With a flourish, Cecil hands over a bouquet...of rainbow-colored cables! The ends are tastefully tied into the shapes of flowers, with the RCA-cable ends standing in for pistils in the centers (you'll have to use your imagination to visualize this part).

"I... uh... that's... This is the part where I tell someone to take me to dinner first, but you're stupid enough to actually do it."

He quickly stuffs the thoughtful bouquet into his jacket pocket, as if having something like that out in the open was something people weren't supposed to see.

"...You're looking at me like you have no idea what I'm talking about. That's fine, keep it that way."

A couple knocks to his own head makes the pink static go away.

"Look, I appreciate it. I hate to say it, but I do."

A Lightner giving him something hand-made like this was, unfortunately, a very touching gesture. Misguided, sure, but Tenna really does enjoy being thought of.

"But I'm not into you like--however you meant that bouquet to come across. I'm just going to end up hurting you. Why do you keep doing this to yourself?"

[thiefandlyre]

"I don't have these feelings on purpose. I wish I felt differently. It'd be so much easier for me. Nothing happened, not even between the two of us. It just all feels so frivolous. I don't understand why it's so important, why people dedicate so much of their time and energy towards canoodling. I tried it a few times and I absolutely hated it."

[anttennatime]

"...Ohhhhhh. Pause for a sec, I think we're getting closer."

He pulls over a chair from behind him--hopefully no one was saving that seat--and puts on a pair of round glasses from his pocket to make himself look a bit more professional. Which is ridiculous, because he doesn't have any eyes to begin with.

"I feel like this is going to get a little personal, you okay with that? If not, we can change the channel, no problem."

Or, in translated terms, they could talk about something else if the bard wasn't comfortable with where the conversation was going.

[animasend]

" How about a riddle?"

" What has no body, the heart of an alien, and a soul that's a telescope and typewriter inside the celestial sphere?"

[anttennatime]

"OH OH I KNOW THIS ONE! This is from season three, episode 12 of Dark Kosmos, where Captain Dirk Comet learns that the aliens they've been fighting against for the whole show are actually a hive-mind species, and they can't find The Queen and destroy her because she lives in the soul of every single Qtarian! So she has No Body, lots of Alien Hearts, sees through every Qtarian's eyes like a Telescope, and tells them all what to do like a Typewriter!"

"I had NO IDEA you were a fan! That's a classic, don't hear that one a lot!"