you've been waiting forever.

let's avoid the messiness of misery.

[naul-lidge]

"A pure, unbridled truth might leave its own wounds. And it might change things in ways you've never imagined. So make sure you keep your composure And be mindful of your actions."

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even with all the while she has been there, the pearl can become quite FOCUSED on things other than her surroundings. she’s sitting on a rock, seemingly unmoving except for a pale finger tapping the stone with a steady beat as she listens to her own thoughts, staring at the distance with no sign of disturbance in her eyes.

then a part suddenly feels as if she’s being watched. simply a gentle movement can tick her off on times when she meditates, as she has done before. while some part of her senses has certainly dulled throughout time, that didn’t mean she doesn’t have skill in detection.

she sighs, & she regrets passing by the forest with seemingly no idea of what or who is in the area. it’s not always does she gets to rest, but being mindful of it was something she says to herself every day. ❝ who’s there ? ❞

    Ah, so the other can speak! This alone is enough for Padparadscha to relax slightly, but only slightly. They’re not completely letting their guard down quite yet. A question is certainly not enough.

    “ I should be asking you the same thing. ” Voice level, but with the faintest hint of aggression in the edge of their tone. They hold their scabbard, leaning forwards on it slightly, fingers interlaced over the top. “ ‘Cause if you’re a Lunarian or something, whatever happens next ain’t gonna be pretty. ” Although, maybe this person didn’t even speak in the first place, maybe it was a trick of the wind. Padparadscha wouldn’t be surprised.

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phosphophyllite.

  And in return, Phos’s eyes sparkle as well when they notice that Padpa is genuinely listening while being interested at that ( something that didn’t happen often ). Truly, Phos felt like they could genuinely relax and be themself around the other. “I’ll try my best to keep you awake, then. I’ll make sure you don’t sleep through Christmas this year!” It was said as a jest, but meant well.

         “Well, up to now, only you, Rutile and Sensei know about it since everyone else is doing their own thing. But it’s going well! A few rough patches here and there because Antarc isn’t that verbal sometimes, but nothing bad! I met them shortly after I got my new legs, so.. nearly two months now.”

    “ Ahaha. I’m glad to hear you two are doing well, though! Two months, eh? This means this’ll be your first Christmas together.” They hold up a finger as they walk. “ You better make sure it’s special for ‘em, yeah? Rutile says you two are really good for each other. And I trust their judgement, so I’m just gonna agree. ” 

    They stop in front of what appears to be the cafe in question. “ Is this it? ” They look down. The fold-out sign on the floor is adorned with Christmas lights, alternating with red and white colours.

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snzzzzzz

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cinnabar.

To be called ‘cool’ by someone so beloved is an honor. Or it should be. Cinnabar finds themself unaffected; what does being considered cool matter when the one who thinks such is hardly around to say so?

They rest their cheek on their knee as they look over Padparadscha. Is it such a good idea for them to be out so late, with only the meager moonlight for inclusions to feed upon? To come out here just for silence, and with them as company…

“There’s not… I don’t know. That sounds so pointless.” I’ll just waste what little time you have is what they’d rather say, but if Padparadscha is still as perceptive as Cinnabar remembers them, they feel they don’t really need to.

     Ah, Cinnabar. Always so mysterious, so shut away from the world. Padparadscha remembers trying an emo schtick when they were younger-- though, in Cinnabar’s case, it’s definitely not a schtick. They’re forced into doing what they’re doing, out of fear of hurting anyone, and Padpa’s expression remains level as they look over at the other red jewel. Any emotion flickering in their eyes is indeterminate ( at least, they hope it is ) .

    “ Is it? Sometimes it’s nice to just be with someone. ” They give a little shrug. “ Don’t feel like you’re taking up my time, Cinna... mon. ” They wink, before sitting up slightly and chuckling. “ Sorry, that was silly. ”

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naughty or nice

“ Can’t be naughty if you’re asleep too much to do anything! ”

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phosphophyllite.

       “They haven’t paid any real attention to it yet with how excited they are about Christmas. For real, they’ve been decorating the apartment with lights and everything since the first day of the month.” A fond smile crosses Phos’s face along with a small giggle as they let their artificial feet dig into the snow ( they were wearing shoes, of course ).

   Despite their legs being more than half artificial, there was a skip in Phos’s steps - the knees giving a light but satisfying click each time they bent. Another good thing about these legs was, despite wearing jeans, barely any cold could be felt at all.

     “They’re very good at it, though. You should come over sometime and see for yourself! It’s quite the sight, especially in the evening.”

        They tilt their head as Phos speaks, listening in genuine interest. Padpa has a bit of a soft spot for pretty things, but they tend to prefer looking cool over looking glittery. Nonetheless, their eyes sparkle as Phos goes on, and they nod.

      “ I’ll have to take you up on that sometime-- at least ‘fore December ends, provided I don’t sleep through it, ” Padpa says with a laugh. “ But really, that would be nice! ” They look up at the lights strung through the trees, not yet lit considering it’s around two in the afternoon. Despite that fact, they can see the sun far lower in the sky. It’s nothing unusual, by any means, but it’s a little sad-- everything is sleepier, and by extension, so is Padpa. Despite the joke, they did often sleep far more than usual during the winter months, and many a time missed seeing the winter lights. “ How have you two been doing? ”

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phosphophyllite.

   “Heh, then you’re one of the first.” They gave a small laugh, one that sounded somewhat half-hearted. But nonetheless, Phos keeps up their familiar cheerful and energetic demeanor. Really, talking to Padpara was refreshing, they didn’t give that look of pity like almost everyone else did.

    “Of course! It’d be a bad idea to wait too long. ‘Sides, the weather is nice today, despite it already being December.” So, with a light skip in their step, Phos was at the front doors quick enough - hand stuffed into the pockets of their seemingly thin but cozy jacket.

    Padpa follows them, looking chipper as always. Though they don’t know it, Padpa feels nearly the same way as Phos-- talking to them is a breath of fresh air. Phos doesn’t constantly look on edge, like they’re all but waiting for Padpa to pass out. They hate being pitied more than anything else in the world.

   “ Yeah, it’s pretty warm out for winter, huh? ” The winter air has a bite to it but it’s nice, not too cold. Their shoes make a satisfying crunch on the snow as they walk. “ Can’t imagine Antarc is enjoying that too much. ”

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cinnabar.

Their head snaps in the direction of the school, keeping an eye out for a lone figure and whatever instruments of torture they’ve brought along. Nothing catches their eye. They don’t look away entirely, however.

“… Don’t scare me like that,” they say, letting themself drop down hard a good few feet away from Padparadscha. They hug their legs to their chest the moment they hit the ground - the further from the elder gem, the better. “I mean… I don’t have a lot to talk about. You can’t really have come all the way out here just to talk to me, can you?”

    Padparadscha smiles-- they have that ability to smile with their eyes-- before they shrug. “ Maybe I did. You really should give yourself more credit for the way you are, you know? You’re pretty cool, Cinnabar. ” They grin as they pull their legs into a pretzel formation, the orange-pink sapphire stone making up their hair billowing in the wind like a big, fluffy flag.

      “ It doesn’t matter if we talk or not, so don’t worry. ” They look out at the sea, expression softening. Nine times out of ten, when they wake up they’re practically assaulted with information, only to fall asleep and make the circle unbroken. It would be nice to just spend some time with someone without having to ask about anything new.

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cinnabar.

“I don’t know if ‘great’ is really the word I’d use…”

But they argue no further, instead making their way out of the cave and out onto the beach. Low tide, thank goodness - they hate climbing up that wall of rock.

“Why’d you come all the way out here?” Cinnabar can’t imagine Padparadscha wanting to bother with them, of all gems- or even if they did, having the time to do so between all the others vying for their attention. “I’m not any more interesting than I was when I last saw you. It’s probably better if you go back.”

       “ Aw, don’t say that! You’re plenty interesting, Cinnabar. I think you’re even smarter than I am. ” Cinnabar is intelligent, they know that much, and they wave a hand dismissively. “I’ve been awake for a little while, so I thought I’d do a little pokin’ around all over land. I’m sure Rutile’s, like, twenty feet away from here, so don’t worry too much if I pass out, yeah?”

      They back up onto the beach before sitting on the sand, patting the space near them, motioning to sit beside. They don’t expect Cinnabar to sit right next to them ( Rutile would have an absolute fit ) but they feel like patting the spot five feet or so away from them would be really insensitive.

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[fiztheancient]

i cant believe there are people who still havent seen this video

[jerkstorecalling]

I could probably recite this entire video, word-for-word, on demand.

[toolusingmammalgirl]

Goddamn, this is nearly thirty years old and it fits like a glove into contemporary shitpost cadence and aesthetics, this is High Art

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phosphophyllite.

       “Of course I will! Heck, I’ll even carry you back, if I have to! It’s the least I can do! I used to look up to you, ya know? Still do.” Despite everything. In fact, Phos probably looked up to Padpa because of how fragile their own body is and that despite it all, Padpa is still trying to enjoy life when possible.

     “But the café’s got really good drinks! They’ve even got, like, choco-mint smoothies! Rutile always gets their coffee there too, as far as I know.”

      Padparadscha grins, placing a hand on their hip, but inside there’s a twinge of... eh. They really don’t think they’re a person to look up to, but they’re thankful nonetheless. The thought of Phos slinging them over their shoulder like a sack of potatoes is a funny image, nonetheless.

   “ Hey, I trust your taste. ” They’re not the biggest fan of mint chocolate, but they suppose it’s because they’ve barely tried it, and the last time they tried it was some avant-garde gelato Rutile wanted to try that tasted very similar to bitter toothpaste. If Phos likes it, though, then it’s probably better than that. They stand up straight, and nod definitively. “ Shall we? ”

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ooc. are we infodumping abt our human aus? yes? no? okay

        1. Padpa has really bad impostor syndrome due to being so successful as a child but barely doing anything. They hate themselves because of their narcolepsy and their inability to really do anything.

        2. The narcolepsy can really come out of nowhere, and it either lasts for scarcely a minute or around half an hour, sometimes even longer. The absolute worst time was less of a narcoleptic attack and more of a straight-up coma, falling asleep for over a week.

        3. If they go to sleep at night, there’s no telling when they wake up, and they usually sleep through the entire day until the following morning, and even then they stay in bed until around noon.

        4. They’re forced to take online classes, but when they head to the actual college for tests they’re practically shadowed by Rutile in case they fall asleep.

        5. Jaujau ( Yellow Diamond ) is a childhood friend of their’s, and they’re grateful that they keep up contact. Practically the only people they have contact with is Rutile, YD, Phos, and, once in a while, Adamant-sensei.

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“ I either fall asleep for thirty seconds or two days, there’s not really an in-between. ”