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Whoops!
6 : Spill something
Making food for guests was easy, so attempting to make them tea usually came with all the little cakes and sandwiches she made. So, while the blond man sat down at the table -- this was her way of thanking people for helping her out, naturally -- she started to carry the plate of things over.
Oonly to trip on an invisible rock and drop everything, breaking the cups and spilling tea.
Send me a "Whoops!" and my character will accidentally...
1. knock your muse unconscious 2. walk in on your muse in a compromising position 3. call your muse by the wrong name 4. eat or drink the last of something your muse wanted 5. injure your muse 6. spill something 7. pass out 8. walk in on your muse in the shower 9. accidentally lock themselves out of somewhere with your muse 10. catch your muse naked 11. trip your muse 12. take something that belongs to your muse 13. wake up in bed with your muse 14. cause a power outage 15. damage something that belongs to your muse 16. accidentally lock themselves in somewhere with your muse 17. say something bad about someone not realizing your muse is listening 18. fall on your muse 19. accidentally take a drink of your muses drink 20. lose something important
a little cold. || rie & yoichi
“Seems like it would get boring standing around out here, but I suppose if you don’t mi-” Yoichi’s menu popped up in front of his face. He swiped open the message and squeezed the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Out of curiosity, did you happen to see another guy wearing a police uniform running around here earlier?” Daisuke had just sent him a rather vague message about seeing some shady looking people heading down Route 112.
“I’m looking for a friend, but I have no idea which way he we-” Yoichi was cut off again, but this time by an angry teenager with a green mohawk. Classy.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” The blonde blinked before pointing at himself, not quite understanding why he was getting yelled at.
“I’m not doing an-”
“Not you, her.” He pointed at the small girl behind him. A few others were catching up to mohawk; none of them looked like good news. Yoichi took a step to the right to block her from the teens. He was a little irritated that he couldn’t get a single sentence out.
“I think we need to calm down a bit, yeah?”
“Another…police officer?” She tilted her head to one side, tapping her lip lightly. Normally she knows everything around her due to her constant looking around, but she had been focusing on the up and down of the cable car.
“I—I don’t think—um..—I saw him… Maybe he went on the cable cars and I didn’t see it?” Rie lowered her head. “S—sorry..”
Ohh no. Oh no, no no no no. They'd found her. No, this wasn't good. This wasn't good at all. Instinctually, she went to hide behind the taller man, but he’d already stepped in between her and her former allies. “I--I--I don--don’t know what you’re talking about!” Rie attempted to play it like she didn’t know them, but her stutter--worse than normal, it seemed-- made it clear she was afraid. “Y--Y--Y--You’re an off--officer, r--right? G--get rid of them, please!”
a little cold. || rie & yoichi
Yoichi plucked one of the cakes out of her basket before she lowered it and bit his lip to keep in a laugh. He was already rather enamored with her small smile and quiet stutter. Taking a bite out of the cake he was pleasantly surprised with how good they tasted. “Wow, are you sure you just want to give these away? They’re pretty good to just hand out.”
He shoved the rest of it in his mouth and clapped his hands to get the crumbs off. “I mean, honestly you could probably be making bank here. Although,” he looked around. This wasn’t exactly a high traffic area. “You might want to rethink where you try to peddle goods. How often do people come by here anyway?”
She nodded, quite firm on the fact she didn’t want any money for the cakes she’d made. “I...I think it’s j--just better to just hand them out!” Another light giggle. Rie really did mean what she said. It was better to share than to demand money for everything. It made her feel a lot better anyway.
Rethink where she gave out her foods? That might be a good idea, actually. She’d be able to give out a whole lot more in the city, but then she might run into her old gang of delinquents. She really didn’t want to run into them. They might still have a bone to pick with her for leaving.
“Mm-- well.. it’s the fast--fastest way to Lavaridge Town, so quite a few trying--um..--to battle the gym leaders, but I’m usually in Fallarbor Town.” She taps her chin. “S--So.. a few..?”
a little cold. || rie & yoichi
Yoichi was lost. Well, not totally lost. He knew where he was. What he didn’t know was where his partner went. The Officer trainer class wasn’t exactly popular, so new recruits were always a blessing. The guy he’d been assigned to train however…wasn’t. Daisuke was constantly running ahead to ‘scope out the path’, as if Slateport was a hub of criminal activity. Now he was wandering one of the routes near Mt. Chimney hoping he’d manage to catch up to him before he got himself killed.
He jumped when he heard a voice behind him. Turning around, he saw a little girl - very little - holding a basket of cakes. Yoichi figured he might as well give up the hunt for now. Daisuke would wander back eventually; he couldn’t pass up homemade cakes.
“Er, sure. How much?”
“--Money?” A slight giggle. She wasn’t selling them, just giving them out. “I--I don’t want any. Pick--um..-- which ever you like!”
She holds the basket up much higher than she normally does, perhaps due to the fact he was much, much taller than she was, and shook it a bit--her way of gesturing for him to take one.
“T--these and the l--lava cookies make the trip worth it, I pr--promise!” Rie laughed, pulling basket back down to her knees. “T--though the--um-- NPC who sells those does price them.. bu--but they’re really good for you and your pokémon!”
Unfortunately, her cakes are for humans only.
a game of ghosts || volkner and rie
Volkner took her question seriously. “I think?” He shrugged, turning his head to the side and rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “If you’re talking about that inhuman screech, that wasn’t me.” There were two distinct possibilities before him, ghosts would have been the interesting answer, but the other one was close to his heart.
“I could make a scream like that- take a voice modulator and a computer…”
He wants to go and explore.
He wants to see the person or pokemon who could make that sound.
Well, there’s only one option to take since he was here. It would be nice to have someone else along if he did end up incapacitated.
“Come along.”
“--It-- It wasn’t?” That was a little worrisome. Was it some sort of pokémon, then? Ah, she didn’t want to meet the thing that made the noise. “--S-so, what do you--um-- what do you think it was?”
Now knowing there was something she should keep an eye out for, Rie continued to look around, her guard up, but only out of pure habit.
Of course, she was listening to what he was saying, but really, it was all gibberish to her. Something about technology or the like. Really, she didn’t know how the things worked. Nor did she want to find out.
“...You--you want me to f--follow?” A slight squeak escaped her throat, but quickly she nodded her head. “--I-It be --uh..-- better to go in a group, r--right?”
Its not chinese new year yet but anyways! I really liked how this turned out ^o^
a game of ghosts || volkner and rie
An imposing structure with an occasional lightning strike in the background. This brought him back to his teenagerdom. A time where he explored everything, went into abandoning buildings for the hell of it, and was a general menace.
It was fun. Volkner was strange. He had always been strange.
On his left side, he could hear a footstep as a person moved to regard the Haunted Mansion. Just being here was something of note. So, he wanted to see the other trainer’s face. Volkner turned, sliding his hands into his jean’s pockets, and said in a calm voice.
“You’re brave for coming.”
She wanted to be brave. Maybe that was why out of all places she could’ve gone, she chose the haunted house. Even in real life, Rie had never attempted to enter one, they were far too intimidating for her to even step foot near, but not today. She was inside a game, the world was different, and she wanted to be braver than that.
Oh my god she takes it back.
Taking it back, taking it back!
What the hell was noise. What the hell was that noise, someone please give her a logical explanation.
She screams, and runs right toward the taller man.
“W-w-w-w-w-was that y-y-you?!” Rie gasped out, quivering in fear.
カゲプロ女子会 | みけ [pixiv]
Cinnamon roll too pure for this world
a little cold. || open
You know, Hoenn didn’t get snow at all. The closest they had was the ash falling from the sky nearby her home, and even then, that wasn’t exactly the funnest stuff to play in.
It also gave some people bad coughs. Goodness, they really thought of everything, didn’t they? People could choke on drinks, food, they made sure that people could cough because of ashes! You could feel the heat and the cold. Isn’t there something they forgot?
...It’s none of her business, though.
Rie sighed, this really wasn’t much fun anymore was it? It was like a more dangerous version of real life. The only fun thing was the Pokémon.
No more complaining, though. It’s stupid to always be complaining and to never see the light of things.
“Ah, ex--excuse me!” She called out, waving over the nearest person. “D-d-do you want to--um!-- do you want to try some of my cakes?”
While I’m here finishing up the blog may as well introduce myself! My name’s Lissa, and I’m also the mun of Riley! Basically, Rie exists because I wanted to make a delinquent non delinquent and I got egged on by someone else! Anyway, if you want to plot with either, drop me an ask!
