Stanley Pines (
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pageant of the bizarre
[Throughout the late afternoon and early evening, Stan seems to have put a surprising amount of effort into setting up the dining hall. It's not usually something he would do without any kind of potential gain, but hell - there's not a whole lot else to do here. And really, if he hangs up some of the ribbons from the sewing room, well, it's not like anybody was using them. He knows how to decorate for parties.
There is a conspicuous lack of glitter in any of the decorations, though. Too soon.
The only dish currently set out is a pan of cinnamon noodle kugel. It's a potluck, bring your own shit! He has bothered to make some punch, at least, as well as bringing down some booze from the bar. Maybe alcohol on Murder Night isn't the best idea, but he'll keep an eye out for anyone who decides to indulge. He'd have to anyway. Apparently passing out in the dining hall will end in explosions.
Speaking of rude and arbitrary rules: off to the side, there's a table labeled KINGMAKERS. There's only one piece of paper there now, a well-done drawing of what looks like a young, ostentatiously emo Mitt Romney. It's obviously Stan's, since he got here first, but he hasn't bothered to sign it; apparently you can submit anonymously or not, however you feel like. As long as we're all participating in the public mockery!]
There is a conspicuous lack of glitter in any of the decorations, though. Too soon.
The only dish currently set out is a pan of cinnamon noodle kugel. It's a potluck, bring your own shit! He has bothered to make some punch, at least, as well as bringing down some booze from the bar. Maybe alcohol on Murder Night isn't the best idea, but he'll keep an eye out for anyone who decides to indulge. He'd have to anyway. Apparently passing out in the dining hall will end in explosions.
Speaking of rude and arbitrary rules: off to the side, there's a table labeled KINGMAKERS. There's only one piece of paper there now, a well-done drawing of what looks like a young, ostentatiously emo Mitt Romney. It's obviously Stan's, since he got here first, but he hasn't bothered to sign it; apparently you can submit anonymously or not, however you feel like. As long as we're all participating in the public mockery!]
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Stuffed animals. [ ...thanks black that wasn't obvious at all. ] Shirazu and I agreed that it'd be nice if we made them for everyone, not just the dead, so we've been figuring out what animals suit everyone best.
...or just asking them their favorites if we can't figure any out.
[ He glances at the golden retriever—that's not one for the stuffed animal zoo—and sets his hands in his lap. Picking at his bandages. ]
The shrimp is Mr. Cherryblod, obviously, and... I guess I took some liberties, but, er... [ Pick pick pick— ] The frog is you?
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[he sounds pretty legitly charmed]
Kanji makes knit dolls too, all kinds of animals and stuff like that. Once this is over I'll see if he can give you some tips.
[ once upon a time a guy doing something so cute would have made him balk. But he wasn't the same guy he once was anymore]
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Sounds great. [ He hadn't been planning on making this a hobby but HERE WE ARE.
except. Except. ] ...You haven't really thought much about what happens after this is all over, have you?
[ Aside from "get back home," ideally. ]
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... course I have. Assuming the best... and that he's lying. Then... well, world hopping isn't something you can just... do.
[ there's no happy ending here. But damn it for a moment he wanted to pretend]
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Sorry, I... didn't mean to rain on your parade or anything. [ He's stupid, he should've kept pretending like he did with Cherryblod. ] It'd be nice if we could though. I'd love to meet your friends, and you could...
[ He pauses, sorting out the words, then starts to unwrap his fingers. It's not like he'll be working on his animals again tonight. ]
You could meet White, sort of. As long as you don't mind talking to the open air. [ ... ] She would've loved you, really. You're absolutely her type.
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No man, it's fine... it's not exactly like any of us are super chipper tonight.
[There's a tension in the air. Seemed like Yosuke wasn't the only on trying his damnest to fake it.]
...though man, don't say it like that- What kinda guy do you think I am? [It's said lightly, with a small smile. Come on man, he wouldn't have hit on your sister. For... various reasons, now]
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A guy interested in cute girls, and trust me, White was very cute. [ His mood is suddenly 10x better?? ...he's still really upset about his sister, but he's also a sucker for talking about her. This week's revelations apparently haven't stemmed that, even with all the past tense going on here. ] Once you got past her being a handful and a tomboy, anyway. She still ended up being pretty popular despite her attitude.
[ ...mmm. ]
That's all. She's the type of person who charms helplessly sweet young men.
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[She does sound exactly like the type of girl he'd fall head over heels in love with]
But then you woulda psi-chucked me right into a river or something.
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I would not have. [ Mock-indignation over here. ] I only use my psi abilities for important things.
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But if I could and I did chuck you in, I'd just end up catching you with my psi powers. [ ............ ] I almost drowned when I was a kid because I jumped into a river and it scared the crap out of my sister, there's no way I'm letting anyone else go through that.
[ protip he didnt give a fuck about the fact he almost died HE'S THE BEST AT SELF-PRESERVATION ]
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Still, why'd you jump in a river?!
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[ They weren't so bad. ]
...it seems pretty stupid, looking back on it. I was a reckless kid. [ He's still reckless and stupid, actually, but not the point here. ] If it concerned my sister, I'd do pretty much anything... I was probably lucky that no one really held that over my head too much.
Might have something to do with the fact White started taking on guys twice her size afterwards so they'd leave me alone.
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...and is going to be the only explanation about it. ] It's not important anymore, not really.
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[And that's that] Still, I like hearing about it. You as a kid, I mean.
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You're not the first person to say that--Miss Sigrun thinks so, too. I probably sound like a cute kid, but I was a total handful. [ bleh. ] Whenever I'd get upset, I'd end up tearing the ground up and sending our dog and flock flying... before I swore my vow, I mean.
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...it doesn't happen as much anymore.
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