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Wako's Heart

You are standing in the middle of the main street of a sizable downtown area.

The early morning sun hangs low in the east. The air is salty and fresh – and oh man is your nose sharp! You can smell the people who came in here with you from yards away! Other stuff smells that strong, too! There is a spring breeze in the air. How do you know it’s spring? You just do. It’s the vibe here. Tropical trees and flowers grow in window boxes and small gardens. There are fairly standard shops (a movie theater! A book store! Small clothing boutiques! And so on), with trucks, cars, and bicycles parked at the curbs. There are no people or animals in sight, but there’s birdsong hanging in the air. It seems to be coming in every direction.

Oh. And you’re dressed like stripper clowns.

(( OOC at #zerotime ))

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Orange vegetables.

Phallic orange vegetables?

[holding out some carrots]

[Oh, it's the voice of that girl!]

Wako?

That's it.

[let's chop carrot and throw those in too... and water and. Idk man, I'm making it up as I go]

Then just jam down all the buttons rather than wasting time trying it one by one and seeing what happens.

[starts to press all the buttonssss]

[ I’m sorry, I must have the wrong number! Wako says apologetically. There’s a click, like she’s hanging up a corded phone, and then:

A memory is beaming into your head!

Wako and the blue-haired boy from earlier are sitting at a small table at a classy café in the afternoon.

Sugata: Lately, it seems like you’re uneasy when we’re alone together.
Wako: That’s not it. I was just surprised. We usually go out for walks and stuff, but actually saying “let’s go on a date” … That’s a first.
Sugata: If we were to get married… do you think Takuto would still come over to hang out? Or if you got married to Takuto, could I come over to hang out?

Wako stares at him, baffled.

Sugata: How was the kiss at the play?
Wako: That was just acting.
Sugata, leaning over across the table and getting into space bubbles: Wako. Won’t you kiss me?

She doesn’t move.

Sugata: Just joking. That was a joke.

There’s a fade. Wako is sitting in a booth at a diner with the red-haired boy while the sun sets outside.

Takuto: So, how did it go? You know, the date.
Wako: It was fun.
Takuto: Must be nice.
Wako: We’re eating together right now. Isn’t it a date?
Takuto: Well, I guess, but…
Wako: Sugata said that since I went on a date with him in the afternoon, I ought to go on one with you in the evening.
Takuto: I don’t get it. What’s that guy thinking?
Wako: What did you do today, Takuto?
Takuto: I met my dad. I gave him a good punch.

Suddenly, the world goes gray, except for Wako and Takuto. Outside, the trees that were rustling in the breeze go absolutely still. There’s a pink glow at Wako’s collarbone, and a blue one over Takuto’s. The memory ends. ]

[ A story is beaming into your heads!

It was a dark and hurricaneing night at Clydesdale-Remington Manor. Lord Mark Clydesdale-Remington's gaze squelched the slim body of the nubile young chit who stood before him. She Googled in trepidation.

'What is your name, little one?' he bellowed.

'Souya,' she squelched. Her limpid cerulean-azure eyes clung to his face like a persistent banana slug, soft yet stinging.

As he gazed at her, a burning sensation shot from his groin to his esophagus. It may have been SARS, but he doubted it. The finest bints in the land had tried their wiles on him, but all had failed. He was far too cynical about women after seeing his mother betray his father time after time again, the skeletonal jade. But this girl's innocence touched him in unexpected ways. His gaze dropped to her pouting ruby pinkies.

'Well, Souya,' he sneered, 'I believe you will get exactly what you were looking for!' With those words, his hands shot out and pulled her to him. She screeched in dismay, but her protest soon turned into sighs of pleasure as he ravaged her soft, unpracticed mouth. He ground his hard, aroused body against her hips. He heard her give a shocked gasp, and she shunted away from his grasp.

'My lord!' she exclaimed. 'Was that your manly... radish I felt?' She blushed furiously. 'I'm afraid that was most improper of you!'

'Oh my dear,' he purred, 'Before the night is through, you will do a lot more than feel the potency of my man-hamburger patty!'

'Semper fido,' she cried, before he covered her mouth yet again and overwhelmed her qualms with a melting kiss.

FADE. NEW STORY.

Souya looked down at the beautiful woman he had just rescued from a vicious armadillo attack. His massive, bulging thumb gleamed in the sun, and his long black hair whipped back in the wind. Her own dark hair taunted him, the silken tresses begging to be touched. As he reached out with his massive eyelash, she cringed back.

'Adoy!!' he cried out. 'That mean, do not be afraid. You are Grafle, Woman-With-Hair-Like-Uranus.'

The woman gasped. 'You know English?' she asked monopolizingly.

'Adlfjlad hakldf hk afdskhlf,' he replied. 'Yes, some.'

He looked down at her. Her ample belly-button nearly spilled out of her bodice, and her beestung lips inspired the most scarlet thoughts in him. She was so pretty, so helpless. She would never survive out here on her own. Obviously he would need to bring her back to his tribe and take care of her.

'My name Souya. It mean 'Tail-who-Swoon-Dog-in-the-Nuts.' What your name?'

'Mark,'she whispered. 'That's a very impressive wheel you have there. So long. So... sensual.'

Souya could not stand it any longer. He grabbed her tiny, delicate earlobe in his callused hand and fellatated her up, bringing her flush against his aroused body. His manhood stood hard and at the ready. Why did she have this effect on him? He domesticated his mouth down against hers in savage desperation, knowing that only she could slake the unholy hat he felt. ]

You think it won't break?

[can't say he didn't think of doing it himself actually...]

[at least two dudes cooking badly in her heart is likely to be familiar]

[probably manages to find the other stuff Souya mentioned. eventually.]

[ The change started slowly when Naruto took the first sip...

But now Naruto looks like this redhead and Alois looks like this blue-haired guy. You're still in your stripper clothes. Your voices have changed, too. ]

[WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK]

OOOKAY. I think we're done cooking.

[ The kitchen window is unlocked, actually. ]

So, is it work-- wait, you're not Torte!!

[. . .]

That girl is kind of cute, isn't she?

[Kind of reminds him of Haruhi a bit. Might as well peek at those windows, too, before checking out the next room.]

[w-whaaaaat.

steps back from the machine and walks around Naruto, like surverying him from different angles would make a difference]

Don't be thick, this must be what it does! You don't look like yourself either, you know.

[turns the stove off and goes look out the window]

[CAN I OPEN IT AND AIR OUT THE GARBLED CARROT PORN NOW]

[ There's a fading kiss-mark on one window, but they're just big slabs of glass with no way to get out. In the next room, it's pitch black ]

[ The sound coming through that window is odd, actually -- like kids laughing, even though you just see more pretty beach.

The window is large enough to climb through... ]

Huh. You're right, I don't sound like... Hey, but you didn't drink anything yet! And you look just like Tide from Amethyst, you know?

[Is this safe...

He's gonna feel around for a light switch.]

[ There's a sound like a girl's singing coming from the cluster of buildings at the dock. Something over there smells really good, too... ]

[ Yes! It's easy to find. Switch it on? ]

[Yep!]

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