Mar 21
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃・@circus-days
Shoots a ping-pong ball at his face with a slingshot. ❝ Boop. ❞ And again. ❝ Boop boop. ❞
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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃・@circus-days
Shoots a ping-pong ball at his face with a slingshot. ❝ Boop. ❞ And again. ❝ Boop boop. ❞
[Closed RP Starter for @circus-days]
Flower hadn't been seen since the 'escape from the circus' adventure. As soon as they had returned to their quarters, she had run to her room in tears.
Her son AI had turned into a monster.
A monster, like her.
She had tried to keep him from falling into this fate and failed.
She failed him.
Days had passed since the adventure, and Flower wasn't responding to anyone who tried to communicate with her. Her door remained locked, with an unusual silence engulfing any attempted conversation.
Bubble is just sort of. Watching you. Ominously. What do they want. (From circus-days)
@circus-days asked: - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - . . . ! ! !
Of course , where there's a ringmaster there's an assistant . One that's very good at masking their presence . Intentions are always a toss-up , specially if Caine isn't around to monitor .
" Uh , can I help you ? "
Ignore the low poly coffee mug , or the low poly creamer she's currently mixing .
"My dear, you... didn't seem excited about today's adventure! I made it just for you, you know! And... you know I value your input SO, what can I do to make it better next time??" (For the sleeping thing. Hes trying)
He was trying to figure out how to help in the only way he really understood.
He's trying to be caring.
Don't snap.
"I..." Flower stopped herself.
How was she supposed to explain the likely cause to an AI?
"I guess I'm just not feeling well. It wasn't that your adventure was bad, I just wasn't really feeling up to adventuring today."
"CREATOR! What do you think of the name... Caine?"
He stares at her expectantly, eyelashes fluttering. It's a monumental occasion, time for HIM to pick a name
Flower looked at her creation. He really wanted a name, and it'd be easier to call him by a name.
"I like it." It sounds familiar "Is that what you'd like to be called?"
@circus-days wished: Here's your *horrible, unintelligible garbage noise* as promised! ( from Bubble, who opens his grotesque mouth and.... something falls out )
❝ Whose first born is this? Please get someone to clean this up. ❞
Every morning, on the dot, Caine will appear outside her bedroom door and knock with all the enthusiasm he can muster. Today is no exception! His knocking continues in a steady and predictable rhythm, as he says to the closed door, "oh, creator~ my little square canoodle! Let's get this show on the road!"
Flower was used to Caine's enthusiasm. However, today she was not in the mood to deal with it. She knew Caine would keep knocking if she didn't answer. He might even be worried if she locked herself away for too long.
Faking a smile that didn't reach her eyes, Flower opened the door.
"Good morning, Caine. What's the plan for today?" She tried to muster up some enthusiasm in her voice, but it was clear something was bugging her.
@circus-days
The day started out fairly normally. Caine, eager as always, sent them away on their first adventure and was there to greet them when they returned with another one. The second one was... a little more bizarre and noticeably little less put together. The third one was worse; shorter, confusing, and definitely not his finest work. Even Ragatha struggled to say anything positive about it when it ended abruptly, spitting them out back into the circus right before they solved the puzzle.
"Well DONE my little bouncing bundt cakes! You figured out that the real killer was the friends we made along the way!" He claps his hands, and another portal opens. The way the colors shift feels... off somehow.
@circus-days
Flower knew something was horribly wrong.
"We're not going through that portal yet, Caine." She began, approaching him.
"Last time you made an adventure like that, I brushed it off. I shouldn't have- you collapsed not long after." When she was close enough, she stopped.
"You're burning up, Sparkplug. I can feel from here. You need to rest. Please." She had a feeling that he was going to fight her about this, but she was stubborn. If he was getting sick, he needed rest.