tunasub | OPEN POST 2022

OPEN POST 2022

1. Post here with the character you want to play with in the header or body
2. Put your prompt in the body of the comment (or leave it to me - i don't mind coming up with something!)
3. ????
4. Profit

IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE:

BUT ANYONE IS FINE . . . (full muselist)

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Ciiiii~nnabbaaarrr!

[ run

or don't. the sight of a particularly excited rutile isn't exactly rare — he's the earnest, easily impressed sort, so that kind of image is perhaps a staple part of the day for anyone who knows him. this time, however... it's more amplified than usual, a truly blinding smile on his face as he waves a pair of gloves around in the air.

does he trip and fall while running? almost. but he regains his footing gracefully (not gracefully), managing to come to a stop in front of cinnabar without a broken leg, or arm, or anything—

looking at him, that probably wouldn't have even spoiled his mood. ]

I've got a present for me! [ what, ] Would you like to test them out?

[ he's too hype to explain, okay. ]

[ and, of course, no matter how many times Rutile does this, Cinnabar reacts with shock and affront all the same. He's loud, annoying, and he seems to have very little regard for his own wellbeing, considering how often he decides to show up and bother them - they look a little concerned when he almost falls, but the look vanishes quickly when he keeps running and comes right up to them. They stumble backwards at once, putting the customary five-or-six-minimum feet between them once more, before holding their arms stiffly at their sides. Silver poison dances nervously in the air around them. ]

Idiot! You could have run into me! [ and then he'd probably get covered in mercury and they'd probably fall on the ground and break apart and it would be such a mess... Cinnabar shakes their head. ] W-what are you even saying?

[ the gloves in his hands don't seem to have registered - most likely because they're extremely normalized for Cinnabar. Every gem wears them! ]

[ oh, cinnabar. rutile, as usual, has little to no response to their harsh-not-really-harsh words, if only because that's the name of the game when it comes to them. if anything, there's an entirely too positive reaction to it all — there's a gentle smile, as he takes it as having been a bit too Much too Fast, rushing into the situation without explaining too much about it.

so, you know, rutile adjusts.

and he won't close the distance cinnabar's made between them, to at least keep his dear friend somewhat comfortable as he ruins their life. cheerily: ]

I'm saying I have a present for me, that I'd like to use to get another present.

[ HE'S JUST REPEATING THE SAME CRAPPY EXPLANATION oh my god. but this is more rutile being a playful little shit, and he'll certainly keep talking as soon as both gloves are put on, snug. ]

Eheh. Just kidding, I'll explain! You see, Doctor Figaro had someone put a strong charm on these!

[ no, actually, figaro personally did it. but he's gotta keep up his "weak" persona, you know. meanwhile, rutile is lifting up one gloved hand and using his other hand to frame it like it's some shitty infomercial channel. 3 low payments of 9.99— ]

He said the magic will let me get close to you without having to worry about anything. And that's something I've always wanted to do, so I'm sorry if I'm a little excited!

[ and shameless, but he's always that. ]

[ the explanation... is bad? they watch him with their usual pinched and annoyed expression (it's a good thing Rutile is immune to their little defense mechanisms) and proceed to look neither convinced nor satisfied by what he says. For one thing, should they trust Figaro's magic? They suppose it's worked before, but they still don't really understand it or how it works. For another -- well. As soon as he declares his intent, their brows raise up into their sparkly hairline, and they lean back even further, looking even more affronted. ]

... What's that supposed to mean? [ a beat. ] Creep.

[ magic gloves that let him get close to them...? Ignoring how embarrassing that is, they aren't even parsing what he's trying to say. Surely he's not declaring he's about to try and, like, grab them? For some reason? Cinnabar does not like that idea, regardless of how confusing his apparent desire to do so is. ]

I'm not some animal for you to pet.

[ oh my god listen here you little shi-

that actually gets rutile to pause, his excitement replaced by a very real look of concern. he doesn't get any closer to cinnabar, of course, and the next question is not asked hesitantly, but very genuinely: ]

Of course you aren't.

[ and if cinnabar thinks that's something he'd do, he needs to reconsider his approach. ah, maybe he did come on too strongly? cinnabar is so shy. ignoring the fact they just straight up called him a creep, and all the times they've been prickly. rutile doesn't see that, he's used to that. maybe he'd give them a gentle jab for being RUDE normally, but this is a time where he might be at fault...

he gently outstretches a gloved hand, palm up, regardless of whether cinnabar chooses to take it or not. ]

... You know, Cinnabar, wizards really like to dance! And I especially like to dance with the people I love. I... hm, I suppose I just wanted to have some fun doing something enjoyable and new with you. It's not something we can normally do, right?

[ that's what it's supposed to mean. ]

But if you don't want to, I'm content with not trying these out either! I did ask a little forcibly...

[ HE DIDN'T ASK AT ALL ]

[ he takes them so seriously. They don't actually think he's a creep (unlike Figaro, for whom the jury is still out), fortunately, and his very genuine response to them succeeds in making them feel a little guilty, judging by the twinge in their expression. Rutile is one of those rare people that Cinnabar likes, after all - not that they'd ever say this or even admit it to themself. And not that they're going to apologize for their behavior towards him anyway. The look is gone as quickly as it appeared, and then they're back to suspicious and judgmental, as per usual.

They are listening, though, which is possibly a mistake, seeing as he goes and drops the L-word in there without hesitation - they choke a little when he does, eyes widening, but he just moves past it like nothing happened?! Maybe he's the type who says that about everybody; he certainly seems like the type. They try to move past it, too, shaking their head just slightly... but it's going to stick in the back of their head for the rest of the day, at least. No one's said anything like that to them in hundreds of years. A light red dusts their cheeks, their true color blushing through the white powder. ]

... You always speak without thinking, [ they mutter, derogatory, but continue, trying to put it from their mind. ] I still don't know what you're saying... I don't know what "dance" is.

[ but if it involves touching them, then Rutile should already know Cinnabar's going to put up a fight about it. ]

[ oh. yes, rutile's absolutely prepared for that. but more than that, the mention that they don't even know what dancing is... it probably shouldn't be as big of a deal as it is, but all wizards love singing and dancing, so the fact that someone wouldn't know half of those things is a little unbelievable.

he keeps that shock as muted as he can. he doesn't want to embarrass cinnabar by acting as SHOOK as he feels about that. given the blush on their face, or what dancing entails... he's going to give them a hard enough time already.

BUT. first. ]

I do think about it! I just think... How someone thinks about you... I would be happy to hear those things, if it was positive. So if it would make someone else happy, or if it's a good thing and it's something I feel, shouldn't I say it?

[ that's a no. his ass DON'T THINK and he's apparently not going to let cinnabar just walk past him being embarrassing as fuck.

at least he moves past that quickly, because saying something so cringy and earnest and embarrassing is not difficult at all to him. easy as breathing, actually. easy as dancing, which brings him to: ]

But, what dancing is! Dancing... Let's see. It's like this! You would stand here— [ he shifts, raising both of his arms up and pretending cinnabar is holding one hand, the other resting in the air, palm toward him, at the height of cinnabar's upper back. he supposes since they don't know how, he would lead, so the position would be... like so! ] —and you'd hold my hand, with my hand resting here, on your back, and then we'd move to some music...

[ he'll even demonstrate. shamelessly. humming a song prettily under his breath, pretending to move through some slow, simple steps while holding the air (pretend cinnabar). ]

It's fun! Sometimes if there's a really catchy song, I'll do this by myself! Ehehe.

[ plan of attack: explain first, and then fight later. to cinnabar's comfort, of course. :) ]

[ NO... LET THEM ESCAPE IT'S GETTING WORSE...

this, at least, they can rationalize away a little bit more easily - it seems to confirm their thought that he just likes to say whatever he thinks will make people happy. Still kind, of course, but it feels less personal, which is a lot easier for Cinnabar to accept. They see little in themself worthy of love, and certainly not to a human (or "wizard," whatever that really means.) He's just being Rutile. They could tell him that such careless words could hurt someone, but they doubt he would listen. So they just stand there silently, eyes narrowing as he tries to explain himself.

It turns out that dancing is hard to explain to someone with no concept of it. First of all, that's a lot of touching, gloved hands or otherwise. They'd have to stand really close together to pull this off, too, if his demonstration is accurate, which is a deadly combination of dangerous and embarrassing. Secondly -- well, the first point wasn't really about dancing, specifically, but secondly, there's no music, and they have to assume that part is important, or else it would just be randomly moving around. ]

No way. I'm not doing that with you.

[ they cross their arms across their chest, a dubious look on their face. ]

Even suggesting something so irresponsible... You really are young.

Edited 2022-05-06 00:39 (UTC)

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OPEN POST 2022

mg shoving the door down rutile wants to DANCE with cinnabun

I'M BACK ALIVE AND HUNGRY FOR RUTILE

OHHH OUTSTRETCHES HANDS

GRABS THEM!!!

SWINGS YOU AROUND

gets launched into space

oh.... goodbye.... send me letters from mars

i'll bring you a cool rock as a souvenir...