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#dash commentary #ribboff

Huh.

crcsfr33k

@cainesmyname

#dash commentary #?#crcsfr33k

I politely, but firmly, remind you this is a violation of the 'no contact' clause!

formerlyluckymanticore

Reblog if you will never. Ever. Use AI in your writing.

"Weeeeell, Jax I'd actually love to --"

The frog leaned into the hare's face to finish her snide quip but was quickly interrupted by instead being seated a good distance away from him in an 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓎 restaurant setting. Despite the absolute ғᴀʀᴄᴇ she was trying to make of the latest ordeal, this was 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒. Much better than any place she could remember being to out in the ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. The fact that somehow the all-knowing and overbearing AI was able to muster up such a cozy setting was actually pretty remarkable. And the sparkling dress vest and button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up she was put in was entirely unexpected. Even in the Circus setting she rarely if ever wore clothes -- outside of her iconic bowtie, of course -- but this felt .. oddly affirming ? For a moment, she'd almost forgotten she was ɪᴍᴘʀɪsɪᴏɴᴇᴅ in a digital realm with others until Jax's commentary cut through her taking everything in. She snapped to looking across the table at him, armed with yet another great zinger -- "O-Oh -- "

It just slipped out of her, barely even able to hide the look in her eyes.. He just looked so .. Nice .. If she didn't know him as well as she already did, she'd have imagined he'd actually be remarkably successful, kind and well-mannered. But this was JAX. She clears her throat as he starts yapping and holds her hand out, entirely interrupting his self-flattering. "Ribbit, nice to meet you, Mister ... ? Sorry, I don't think I caught your name Stranger ..."

Momentarily stunned and feeling like he's on the back foot, his mouth thins into a small line, and he resolutely ignores the warmth blooming on his cheeks. Self conscious -- or is it suspicious?-- he flicks his eyes briefly down to his outfit again, wondering what she saw that could make her react like that. Afterwards, his gaze lands right back on her face and Jax just kind of stares at her like she’s stupid, taken aback at being cut off so abruptly from his frankly hilarious dig, and uses the pause to cleverly disguise the fact that he feels stupid for not immediately picking up on what she was putting down.

Oh. She wants to have some fun with this.

. . . That's the only explanation, right? Because it can't be anything else.

If there’s one thing the rabbit isn’t afraid to commit to, however, it’s a bit. Ribbit has become his partner in crime for a reason, after all. Just as quickly as his gaze narrowed due to her interruption, his expression smooths out, all casual and careless like he knew what he was doing all along.

With his best approximation of a charming grin, he takes her hand and pulls it gently across the table, yellow gaze locked onto hers as he brings her knuckles to his non lips for a soft kiss. Playing the part. “That’s because I didn’t give it to you, sweetheart.” He murmurs smoothly against her skin, and inwardly cringing at himself before letting her go. Then, Jax leans his elbows against the table, chin resting on his hands with a devious glint in his eye and his lashes batting. “But, just so you know what to scream later— it’s Jax.” Right back to not taking anything, including himself, too seriously.

If he thinks too hard about any of this, he might realize she wasn’t alone in her initial reaction to him. Under this lighting, with only candlelight between them, she looks soft in a way she doesn’t let herself usually be, and that outfit looks like something she would wear outside of the digital hell they’re both trapped in. She looks comfortable, for a change, and it's. . . It’s nice.

It makes his palms sweat, and he buries that realization in a box in the back of his mind before it can fester any further. "Sooo. . .” He starts again, aiming for casual. “—come here often?" Let the record show, Jax has never admitted to actually being smooth, or to knowing what he's doing when it comes to dating. He doesn't. Man, it's a good thing none of this is REAL, anyways.

As the two settled in, Caine snapped his fingers, and in walked an NPC. One of Caine's standard blankbodies, wearing a very dapper three-peice suit. Holding a small clipboard, it approached the two humans with a purpose, and spoke his one line of dialogue.

"May I take your-"

And just like that, he's gone! Vanished into thin air like he wasn't there in the first place, the only remaining evidence being the clipboard he held clattering to the floor. It... doesn't even have paper in it...

aurorarpresources

reblog this if you're fine with your mutuals sending you asks unprompted

“Y’know what this place needs around here?

More musical numbers.

—Zoobie was JUST telling me how much they LOVED Caine’s last musical number.”

He’ll take something that never happened for 1000 Alex, Jax only goal today is to screw with everyone. Buckle up, kids.

#in character #whccares #caine seeking validation yet again

"THEY DID?!"

Caine is stunned! He really has no idea what to say about this. The fact that he was completely and utterly ashamed of the last time he did his own music didn't even cross his mind!

"What did they like about it? Did they mention anything specifically? Was it the lyrics or the instrumental? How did it make them feel?"

leememes

THE STANLEY PARABLE SENTENCE STARTERS .

" is there anything about yourself that you haven't told me ? "

" will you come back to visit me ? "

" what could it mean ? "

" this is not the correct way , and you know it . "

" this is truly a room worth admiring . "

" your obsession borders on creepy . "

" this reflects poorly on your overall personality . "

" maybe this is why everyone left you . "

" are you just sitting around waiting for more dialogue ? "

" no one gets to tell me what to do . "

" everyone thinks you are very powerful . "

" there is nothing in the broom closet . no reason to still be here . "

" you're not even doing anything ! "

" please offer me some explanation here ; i'm genuinely confused . "

" the broom closet ending is my favourite . "

" you're fat and ugly and really , really stupid . "

" you're addicted to drugs and hookers ! "

" that kind of anxiety isn't healthy . "

" i'm not your enemy . really , i'm not . "

" i think perhaps we've gotten off on the wrong foot here . "

" how i wish to destroy you . how i wish to control you . "

" investing your trust in someone is difficult . "

" please , stop trying to make every decision by yourself . "

" this is it . your chance to redeem yourself . "

" i can't believe i've been so mistaken . "

" you and i don't even know each other . we're like strangers . "

" i still don't know you . and you don't know me . "

" you like being alone , don't you ? "

" perhaps you'll see me again , if you can find me . "

" i've escaped from that dull office and pesky narrator . "

" what are you talking about ?! "

" this is so stupid . why are we even doing this ? "

" you've demonstrated such bravery here today . "

" do you have zero consideration for others ?! "

" oh , thank god . you are willing to listen to me . "

" i think i feel ... happy . i actually feel happy . "

" no , wait ... where are you going ? "

" promise me you won't go back there . just - just stay here . "

" you are going to stay here , aren't you ? "

" please , don't take this from me ! "

" nothing good can come from this . "

" we can't be happy if we leave this place . "

" comedic timing is so difficult . i wish i was better at it . "

" it's just a bucket ! it can't think , it can't talk ! "

" i suppose you don't need me anymore . "

" you believe i'm real , don't you ? "

" give it to me ! give me the bucket , i need it ! "

" it's nice to see you again . "

" i'm on your side . we're in this together . "

" obviously the bucket isn't talking to you and telling you to do things . "

" do you see that i really have wanted you to be happy all this time ? "

" are you that convinced i want something bad to happen to you ? "

" that wasn't supposed to be a choice . how did you do that ? "

" can you see ? can you see how much we need one another ? "

" in the vast infiniteness of space , your thoughts and problems are materially insignificant . "

" when every path you can walk has been created for you long in advance , death becomes meaningless , making life the same . "

" although this passageway has the word ' escape ' written on it , the truth is at the end of this hall , you'll meet your violent death . "

" you're so bad at following directions , it's incredible you weren't fired years ago . "

"Because Jax couldn't..."

"That's it!" Caine would grin if he could. "What a genius idea, me! I'm SO smart!" Caine claps his hands together, and conjures a title card!

D A T E N I G H T !

"We'll do a SPEED DATING adventure instead!" "Now! Who wants to volunteer first?"

He's not serious. There's no way he's serious--

"Are you serious right now? -- You're joking, right? Caine. Caine, NO."

"Y'know what -- ?

You're totally right, Caine! That does sound like a FANTASTIC adventure idea!

-- Let's do it!"

" . . . Why are you like this-- "

SPEED DATING? -- He's going to kill everyone here and then himself, in that order.

"Y'know, if you wanted me and my BOYISH CHARM all to yourself Ribs, ALL you had t'do was ask.~ "

#in character #ribboff #whccares #caine is such a little creep LOL

"It looks like we've got our first two volunteers!" Caine gleefully snaps his fingers, immediately constructing an entire romantic restaurant scene around Jax and Ribbit, complete with muffled crowd ambiance and warm candlelight!

The two humans are teleported into position, sitting at a two-person table in the middle with a large chandelier above them. The other captive participants are placed at the entrance, attended by one of Caines many placeholder mannequins.

"Now, don't have too much fun, you two! Wait, that's not a thing!" Caine cackles manicly at his own joke, then vanishes into thin air, only to appear ten feet away. He's sat down alone at one of the tables, with a pair of lorgnette binoculars to lovingly observe how much they adore his amazing idea!

“I— Ribbit’s gonna WHAT?! HA!

— I have SO many questions, and not nearly enough popcorn.”

"Oh, come on!

Don't get jealous now,

just coz YOU couldn't get a date with ME!"