#leisureincipient

[halcyonforbearance]

“A little Pidgey told me it’s your birthday. Congratulations, you’re one year old! Or should I say, older.” 

[halcyonforbearance]

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‘Send me a food emoji for my muse to answer some questions’

“The questions: Do you like playing pranks? Do you find them amusing? If someone were to play one on you, how would you feel?

“I’ve never really been good at playing pranks on anyone, myself, but I enjoy a good prank if it isn’t at the expense of myself. Pranks are all in good fun until they hurt someone and then it isn’t funny anymore. If I can be spared from anything humiliating, I guess I could handle a prank played on me.” 

[halcyonforbearance]

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‘Send me a food emoji for my muse to answer some questions’

“Let’s see, the questions are: Are some holidays overly mainstream? Which ones feel pointless and over-exaggerated?

“Easy! No holidays are overly mainstream. Honestly, though, you’re asking someone who would easily celebrate a holiday too early if you gave me a chance to.

As for over-exaggerated and pointless? None! I’m sure holidays are holidays for a reason, but I’m not particularly fond of Valentines Day and White Day. It’s that I never got anything or gave anything out, it’s just- Why wouldn’t you celebrate your love every day?”

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starter for @leisureincipient

New Bark Town was a new experience, Klaus thought to himself. Everything was green. There was so much greenery, in fact, that he couldn’t help himself from marveling at it. Despite logically knowing that he had things to do and other things to see, he couldn’t help himself from picking up fallen leaves to inspect them. It almost felt like he was dreaming and nothing was real, but the almost waxy quality of the leaves told him it was.

Stretching his legs felt great after being cooped up on a boat; he’d had plenty of room to walk, but it was the concept that the only place he had to go was the deck of the boat or his ‘room’. Out here, he could smell flowers and newly cut grass. It was different from the pollution and the metallic stench of Pyrite Town back home.

Listening to the sound of crunching footsteps aside of his own reminded him of Yahui and how he’d gotten stuck with his ‘rival’ in a region he knew next-to-nothing about. He remembered his mother’s scolding words in his ear, “Just talk to him. Make friends- do something!” With newly found determination to make this trip go as smoothly as possible, he turned to his companion and opened his mouth;

“Dude, look at all this green stuff. Weird, right?”