@gamesandgarlic patch up! (x)
“Ugh...” the boy quietly moaned. Hearing those words from Wario...he was right...right? If it was just some months ago in another place, Momotaro could’ve been dead from the tossed papers.
He felt like there was still something wrong with him alright, and his body trembled a bit when Wario did the finishing touches.
“...sh-shall...d-d-dodgi m-more...th-thank...k-kyuu...”
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Momotaro was quietly recording Ashley’s attempt, using a video camera found by a waddle dee (who was handsomely compensated). Having gotten a text from Mona earlier (via pager), she wanted to see the witch girl’s attempt at the home run contest. Seems like someone told her about the contest.
By golly willikers, the witch’s attempt was rather extravagant! She managed to squeeze in so much magic into that 10 second time limit. It was a bit overwhelming for the senses, but...hearing of the other more successful swings, it made him think back on his own attempt.
He was just...not good enough...just like the village said. But he had to shake off that feeling, for now. Must focus on recording...stop sniffling.
Hopefully that bag goes far...she worked so hard in these 10 seconds.
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🍴
Send “🍴” and my muse will cook for yours
A thin batter was spread onto the cooking pan, and sizzled a bit. Soon two hands carefully pick up the cooked batter, and flipped it over, making a thin pancake. A few more moments pass, and the pancake was removed from the heat and strawberries were added to a somewhat triangular section of the circle. Whipped cream embellished the top of the fruits along with chocolate sprinkles.
Carefully the lad’s hands moved swiftly, yet gracefully to fold and roll the circle into a triangular cone, with the berries and cream peaking at the top. A paper slip helped keep the treat together, and it was presented to the monochrome mistress.
“Jaan. St-Stur-ra-be-ru-ee, Crepu…”
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((Gamesandgarlic)) 回 = patching a wound .
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —
回 = patching a wound .
Momotaro rubbed his forehead that now had a bandage on it. Sure it felt like (OR WAS) Wario slapping the gauze onto his head but, the peach boy gritted his teeth and held back the tears.
Considering how chaotic Diamond City was, it shouldn’t be a surprise that some newspaper would come flying in, and giving a pretty notable paper cut.
“…a-agatou, M-Maru-san…”
@gamesandgarlic
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Momotaro’s Nicknames for Diamond City Residents!
Wario = Maru-sama
Dr. Crygor = Kugoa-sama (or Ojii-san...mostly Ojii-san)
Jimmy T. = Poofu-san
Mona = Ona-senpai
Cricket = Kuriko-san
Mantis = (he)Dofon-sama
Dribble = Bururu-san
Spitz = Piitsu-san
5-Volt = Gokaa-sama
9-Volt = Kyu-kun
18-Volt = JuuHachi-kun
Orbulon = Mochi Mochi-san
Mike = Oke-sama
Kat = Kako-chan
Ana = Hana-chan
Penny = Pinku-chan
Ashley = ShuuShuu-chan
Lulu = Ribon-chan
Joe = Jo-sama
Doris = Dorimu-chan
13-Amp = Ampu-chan
Jamie T. = JayJay-chan
James T. = Muru-kun
Mister Sparkles = KiraKira-sama
Alien Bunnies (in general) = Bani Bani
Vanessa = Korianda-san
Blue (alien bunny) = Buru-san
Teal (alien bunny) = Teru-san
Constable Crystal = Suishou-sama
Antony the Chef = Tonton-san
Dr. Jeremiah Slate = Hakase
Amelia = Hamu-chan
Mailperson = Meiru-san
‘Lumi’ = Umi-san
Maryn = Lanli-chan
Egglord = Tamago-sama
‘Spleeb’ = Ebbu-san
Cait = Ke-chan
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From here with @raising-disco-princess!
Momotaro blinks at the girl. Ah right... she’s related to Poofu-san...which meant the words he was not used to were going to be used. What was "Groo-vee” again...? Groovy...groovy...good...right?
“......J-Jo-sama b-bought...fl-flossy flossy, m-machine...”
...Did that count as the “groovy?”
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✏️
Send me ✏️ for my muse to draw your muse.(accepting!)
“もちもちさんはぶたにのりましたか。”
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“...t-tooku Momo ‘bout fibu howah, t-to s-send, v-vido, t-to, O-Ona-senpai...h-hopu, i-it, r-reachu, Ona-senpai...”
Admittedly 4 of those hours were spent on how to get a video from a camera to a “con-pyu-tah”. Thank goodness for the more tech savvy Waddle Dees.
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((Gamesandgarlic)) 📔
SEND 📔 FOR A JOURNAL ENTRY WRITTEN BY MY MUSE.
It’s still a work in progress.
@gamesandgarlic
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✏️
Send me ✏️ for my muse to draw your muse.(accepting!)
“しろのとき、シュシュさんはたくさんこわいですよ。”
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✏️
Send me ✏️ for my muse to draw your muse.(accepting!)
“おじさんはぽかぽかですか。”
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✏️! (@club-sugar)
Send me ✏️ for my muse to draw your muse.(accepting!)
@club-sugar
“ふしぎ...”
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✏️! (@doctor-slate)
Send me ✏️ for my muse to draw your muse.(accepting!)
@doctor-slate
“たくさんあせです...でも,とてもやさしいひとですよ。”
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((Gamesandgarlic)) Dream
My Character Must Confess in 3s (accepting!)
Dream: Three wishes they have.
“…..M-May K-Kurito-san g-getta ‘long w-with h-hakase…”
“…M-May K-Kurito-san a-and Ona-senpai b-be h-happi happi….”
“…a-an…m-may…M-Momo h-happi w-with D-Di-mo f-friend…”
@gamesandgarlic
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😴 / from Mona !
Send me 😴 for my muse’s reaction to yours falling asleep on them!
@strangerbarbie
All the pizzas were made, and delivered to whoever needed a hot slice! That all thanks to the teamwork of Mona and Momotaro! Another day of jobs was done!
Some time to chill was well deserved! And their choice, was to relax at Mona’s place. Despite the huge size, this became a headquarters of sorts for relaxation. Lots of food to snack on, animals to play with, good music to listen to, and pillows for days! What more can some teenagers ask for?
As for tonight, it was just a quiet evening of listening to the ballads of the brothers. Snacks had been made, and some murmurs had occurred.
Momotaro couldn’t help but to let out a small sigh in content. For the longest time he’s been alone, but…the presence of another human…was actually kind of nice. To be able to listen to someone babble on and on…it was not boring for once, or twice. Technology was much more advanced than where he came from, and in a sense, he felt spoiled for being in the presence of all that. But, his company made Mona happy, so…it’s ok, right?
Then he felt a weight onto his shoulder, and they consisted of orange locks. Seems like Mona fell asleep…understandable given the current melodies. It had also been a long day, and he lets out a yawn of his own. Would it be alright to sleep now? This sensation felt rather cozy…
What else was this sensation…? A sense of warmth…and…belonging? His instincts say to protect it…and to treasure it…does that seem right?
Those thoughts did keep him up for a bit, but the lulls of atmosphere soon drawn him to slumber land too.
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From a particular Pizzaria’s kitchen...
“Uwaah...sh-she...sh-she li-likey rabu rabu p-pizzah...yokatta...”
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