open shenanigans

[parodeity]

Who: dave strider & open to all!
Where: around about the planet!
When: days 15 - 20!
Open/Closed: perfectly open with some closed prompts. just pm this account or pp me on plurk if you would like a specialized prompt rather than anything here!

07/22 (day 15) fruit juice acid trip apparently

[ fruit juice is basically dave's favorite drink (he has yet to hit upon apple juice here but he lives in hope) and he's bad at turning people down sometimes; so when juice is pressed into his hands he'll gamely take a sip and will get...

well, hyper dave apparently still looks mostly chill, but there's more of an actual visible smile than usual and he talks a lot faster and is a little more...affectionate? if he recognizes you he'll sling an arm around your shoulders and immediately burst into: ]

So anyway I'm thinkin' jobs may be a thing everyone needs and film seems to be a huge industry so what if, like, as a group we make a movie and market it? It could be fun. I can write a script. It'll have the dumbest plot imaginable, or maybe on that like, is subversive - but no I'm feelin' "dumb" just now. Hey, do you want some?

[ SHOVES JUICE AT YOU, CHEERFULLY. say no. it lasts only fifteen minutes thankfully, but. ]

07/22 (day 15) time travel...

[ ...alternately, maybe you see dave drag someone off chatting a mile a minute and hear a sigh from the side. dave, despite clearing dragging someone in the opposite direction, is standing there with his arms crossed, frowning. ]

Do you know how much worse regret is when you know you technically have the capability to take back a stupid thing but you don't actually because you didn't really?

07/25 (day 18) cooking mama

[ so the palai brought them lots of raw cooking materials. dave...doesn't seem to know what he's doing exactly, but he's sorting through shit looking for any familiar fruits and vegetables. mostly he's looking for apple-like things, honestly.

still. ]

Hey. I think I'm gonna try to make a sandwich? [ hesitantly for some reason. do you want one also? it's kind of the most effort he's put into feeding himself so far, since usually he just relies on being dragged to meals or handed things, but. may as well.

it seems to be open for everyone to use, anyway... ]

07/26 (day 19) the arts

a. art gallery
[ this is fun? this is fun. dave's never actually been to an art gallery before so he's taking his time and viewing every single painting and sculpture and creation. while he doesn't really talk about them much he does seem to reserve like five or ten minutes to a piece to kind of eye this way and that. some he likes better than others; he doesn't try to buy anything, though.

what he likes best is a weird avant garde scenic view of the city, all angles and weird lights, and that's where he'll stand the longest. ]

Cityscapes are kind of fuckin' awesome, even on alien planets.

b. play/film screenings
[ while he just wandered into the galleries in a group, he actually needs to find partners for this kind of thing; anyone new he doesn't know or anyone he recognizes and likes gets flagged down, with a simple: ]

Want to go see a thing together?

[ alternately, maybe you're already sitting down and he just dips into a seat beside you with a quick "sup". ]

07/27 (day 20) solo practice

[ after trios are assigned, dave can be found kind of perusing the script he got tossed, which contains three roles (one for each palai gender) trying to solve a mystery about who ate the last head of lettuce. he's just muttering lines to himself and occasionally making hand gestures, and seems completely involved in it for all that the script and resolution are pretty bare bones. ]

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07/23 day 16 CLOSED TO MADOKA

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[ so, are you good with kids, madoka? there's one house near the marketplace that has baby palai, some in eggs inside, and some outside: two feet tall and rowdy and willing to horse around.

currently, dave is being mobbed by some as he sit's cross-legged and draws them stupid toys.

ASSIST? he gives a sort of desperate if casual grin when he spots her. ]

- And there's my lovely assistant, Mads. Mads, want to play, too?

[soulcomet]

[she'd be lying if she said she wasn't incredibly amused by the funny nicknames Dave gives her — and Madoka is more than happy to help save him from the onslaught of lizard children. she has a little brother of her own, so she likes to think she's pretty good with kids!]

Of course I do! [she picks up a ... is that a stuffed bear? and has a seat next to Dave, only to be completely bowled over by a new wave of children excited to meet a new coven member.]

Ah — hang on a second! [drowning under a pile of lizards, what a way to go.]

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[ rip madoka dave lives for random little nicknames apparently...but it is a sign f affection! also that is. maybe a stuffed bear. that or a stuffed dinosaur??? ]

They're pretty friendly - whoa, look, if you bury her how're we gonna tell you the story of...the three magical royal heirs.

[ they like threes. ]

day 19 // an art!

[teratias]

[Waver wasn't sure why he had ducked into the art gallery. The need for something to do, he supposed, and a desire to not get looks for being alone. This whole cultural thing on walking about solo was weird to him, and an art gallery had to be the kind of space that was more permissive about these things.

He moved slowly, but moreso to read all the little exhibit cards and absorb the bits of information that they had. Looking at the pieces themselves took very little time at all, which meant Waver needed to learn how to look at art better.

He's crouching down to read the cityscape's card when Dave's voice cut in.]

It's pretty interesting. And the materials aren't listed, which is weird.

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Are they usually? I've never really been to like...an art gala or whatever.

[ but he leans down as well, to see what is written there. probably just the artist (or artists, because this culture is all about community, so it's probably done by a trio or duo) but. ]

I think it's mostly water colors...but some other kinds of paints, too. If I'm any judge, which honestly? I am mostly a fake about this kinda thing, but I'm pretty sure.

7/22 Day 15

[windeity]

[Hi Dave????????]

Okay but how dumb is dumb in this case, because if it is an "ironic" dumb I swear to god I'm not helping you.

[Like. He's definitely Alert and a little Alarmed that Dave is so perky but uh. Okay. Sure. He's also eying the juice but he shakes his head. Despite all of this it's hard not to match Dave's grin despite my icon.] Keep it, I'm not thirsty.

[soulcomet]

[that did the trick; the Palai kids all climb off her and scramble for a good seat on the ground to hear their story.]

[... and once Madoka recovers:] That's right! And ... Did you all know that you've already met one of them?

[and with a sweeping, animated gesture in his direction — congrats Dave, you're now royalty to a gaggle of lizard children, who have been awed into silence. see, now Madoka's not the only person on this planet who thinks he's cool.]

[teratias]

My school's near a museum, so I go into it a bit.

[Well, the Mage Association is kind of under the British Museum. As one does.]

There's definitely glitter, I've noticed.

[parodeity]

[ HI JOHN!!!!!!! look, at least even hyperactive dave is still...semi pokerfaced. he's smiling a little more visibly and he's hanging off of john in a way he usually doesn't, but that's...that's something, right? actually it's maybe worrying he can keep as calm as he is when he's hyperactive. but even trickster'd dave in some alternate future was a little less exuberant than the others, if not to dirk degrees blank.

he continues to be draped. ]

You will help me even if it's ironic dumb because you have to? It's under the best friend subclause. Also it tastes kinda apple-y, are you sure you don't want any? More for me I guess but you're actually missin' out. I got, like, a few bottles? You know what would make them taste even better is those little drink umbrellas...I am pretty sure they make anything taste better.

[windeity]

[If he notices anyone else acting alarmingly peppy and more enthused than Dave, yes, he'll realize it's pretty damn freaky but as it is he's just allowing himself to be draped on because okay, whatever. There's a small laugh even as he turns his head to face him, puzzlement still written in his features even among the mildly affectionate look.]

I never read the best friend clause, let alone the subclause? So that does not count. [He's used to Dave rambling but this is amped up even still.] But sure, maybe. I could probably work a camera decently enough. Can't you just draw some of those umbrellas, by the way?

07/27 DAY 20, closed to qrow & caesar

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[ "Perhaps the most grandiose of tasks, the Palai have certainly taken an interest in film...or, well, filming anything they can. They've arranged a creative Palai to offer up a script to the trio so that they can put on a show that will later be filmed as a performance. The script contains three roles, one for each Palai gender, as they go about solving a very the mystery of who ate their last head of lettuce (about as a bad a conflict as exists in Aimintas). The script and resolution are very bare bones, and a lot of the action and reaction is left to improv."

so anyway they're sitting around in the large house genette got for them, maybe on a patio outside? and dave has his copy of the script in hand. he looks at the other two. at sixteen he's the youngest, so... ]

A'ight, age before beauty. Which Palai d'y'all wanna be?

[ he will take whichever gender is left over. there's the boy gender and the girl gender and the electric magic gender??? who is who. ]

[drunkle]

[ Qrow is already very acquainted with Dave, but this is his first time meeting Caesar in all his handsome glory. The guy looks very muscular and reliable, but why the face paint?

He points at the man: ]

Well. This guy clearly wants to be the third gender, and I don't have my skirt with me.

That leaves you as our heroine, kid.

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Two of them, actually!

[ CONGRATS NOW YOU'RE A PRINCESS MADOKA. ]

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I was home-schooled.

[ absently. ]

They do like their glitter. There's the Palai equivalent of a macaroni sculpture back thataway...they're kinda really like consorts, shit.

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[ any other coven member could be infected. it is a DISEASE for fifteen minutes. maybe john, already generally happy, should not be allowed to have any of the juice anyway?

dave's eyes behind his shades widen. ]

I could. Why didn't I think of that? Here, hold this [ THE JUICE as he draws like. twenty tiny drink umbrellas.

does he need that many probably not? ]

[soulcomet]

[is this going to be a contest over who can tell the best story about the other person? because Madoka is totally game.]

— Yes! And, Dave-san here has been leading us on our search. [she's echoed by a chorus of "Dave-san!" from the children i'm so sorry]

... For the third heir! Um ... [who the heck is the third heir.]

[teratias]

Ah.

[Clock Tower is isolated, admittedly, but it still isn't the same thing.]that's universal.

[windeity]

[Oh jesus what the fuck OKAY. He takes the drink and almost drops it but manages to hold on even as Dave goes to town with his umbrellas.]

...are you planning to make Can Town's sister city, Umbrellaville? [He'll pick up a blue one though once it comes into creation, twirling it between his finger and thumb.] What're you going to do with all of these? Actually can I have some of them? Maybe I can make stuff with the paper later.

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Sure! [ you can hear? the exclamation point? as dave happily shoves like half of these at john. a bunch just dumped in his hands and then dave fusses with another to kind of pin to john's shirt like a corsage or something. ] I don't know if I'd make a new Can Tiwn or successor, shit feels kinda weird without the Mayor around y'know but maybe my business job thing can be paper umbrella manufacturing. Fanners of Shit or some other company name that's terrible? There are like a million puns and rhymes you can get goin' on for fans and while these are umbrellas I think there's somethin' to the notion of marketing one thing but selling a completely different thing??? Isn't that what capitalism boils down to anyway?

[parodeity]

Macaroni sculptures, d'you mean?

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[ maybe... ]

Who we have yet to find yet but are on a quest for. We have to beat three trials to find them.

[teratias]

No, just, macaroni itself. The idea that that's a constant no matter where you are is...I dunno. Remarkable.

[The greatest achievements of the universe. Fire, the wheel, and macaroni.]

[windeity]

[/INTERNAL SHRIEKING INTENSIFIES? He's quickly grabbing the umbrellas and shoving them into his 'dex because he can do that now, listening to Dave chatter even as he watches him carefully.

It's...different. It's something he doesn't mind, but it's not exactly the Dave that he knows. It sounds like him, sure, but the unabashed enthusiasm isn't Strider.

The juice is going into his sylladex too and he's calmly grabbing both of Dave's cheeks, squishing his face a little.]

I don't think lizards believe in capitalism, Dave. So maybe it's not even a point? But if you want to create Fanners of Shit then I will support you in that, I guess.

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[ what the fuck gay

so anyway in a completely heterosexual manner dave reaches up to cover john's hands with his own and also to stop the squishing a bit. ]

Lizards can totally believe in capitalism? The nakkodiles did! Also is there anythin' you would not support me in? You didn't even comment on my eatin' cake. Maybe I should make use of all this unfettered acceptance and go find me some nice lizard people to marry, which is the weirdest thing I can think to do right now? I am not sure how the fuck else I'd even halfway prod the grandma like nice thing you're currently pullin'. Holy shit you're like your nanna? Probably. From what I know?

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[ why did that make me laugh. it also makes dave laugh though? ]

It actually is? Like...maybe if we go to a planet full of rock monsters they will also have the alien rock monster version of craft mac n cheese. Like some kind of universal law?