● 6/21/2024
Debbeye: We're going to play a game we called, "Based on Context." It's where we describe a Guest from the outside sources starting with the phrase, "Based on context."
Mud: Based on context, Kokichi Ouma is a seasoned liar, and it's his Arriving Day.
Debbeye: Also Scizor Cecil.
"Scizor?"
Mud: *side hugs the red mantis* Yes, you. I'll go next. Based on context, Strife Cloud has been a lab rat for around five years. *lifts a finger* Excuse me. *opens a window and screams* FUCK YOU, HOJO!!!!
Elfo: *shouts back from a distance* WHO'S HOJO?!
Mud: A MAD SCIENTIST WHO EXPERIMENTED ON PEOPLE!
Elfo: OKAY!
Mud: *closes the window* Well, Elfo is one observant consort.
Melyssa: Mudma, are you cursing another Deadbeat?
Mud: Yes, yes I am.
[Memoria is curled into a ball, her stripes glowing a bright, blinding orange.]
Melyssa: Grandmem! *slowly approaches Memoria, kneels and scoops her up in her lower arms, the stripes leave an electrical burn, stands up, and coaxes in a whisper* I got you, listen to my breathing. *starts breathing slowly, Memoria feels around her hands, touching the palms* Anxiety. *stroking Memoria's back* Come on.
[Memoria gradually regains her breathing, her stripes fade to gray, opens her eyes, caressing the burns on Melyssa's arms, and her stripes turn dark pink from the guilt.]
Melyssa: It's okay, Grandmem, you didn't mean to.
Mud: You okay to play, "Based on Context?" *Debbeye elbows her* What? She didn't seize, and she could use a distraction.
Memoria: *panting* Sure. Based on context...this is my...interpretation of...the new..."Inside Out" emotions. What you saw...was Ansiedade; Anxiety...she's orange. *taps her stripes* Embaraço; Embarrassment, hot pink. Inveja; Envy, teal. Tédio; Ennui, royal blue. Nostalgia, gray. I don't have rose-colored glasses, thank you very much.
Melyssa: Based on context, we're using the "Wreck-It-Ralph" theory, where video game characters play a role behind the screens, for the Cloud/Sora connection from "Super Smash Bros," which is their secondary job.
Isabelle: Do they have dental insurance? Cue the Shrek meme. Based on context, the Goetia groom their young with their arranged Joinings, just like Ciel and Lizzie back in Old England.
Basil: [raspy, their voice box occasionally making a suction cup-type noise] So Stolas and Byakuya are the same. They were both bullied into taking roles they didn't want. At least Byakuya didn't have to form a Joining with someone he has no feelings for.
Platinum: Based on context, Paimon is a Deadbeat, and should have a golden Noctowl as his Shiny Treatment.
"Oh, I wouldn't say that."
[A familiar avian demon steps out of an open portal, a blue book in one arm.]
Coriander: Hey, Stolas. Are you gonna scold us for letting Akane trash your mansion?
Melyssa: Cori.
Coriander: No, I am not gonna let this oversized, royal bird bite you and Isabelle's heads off.
Stolas: This "royal bird" prefers a pallet of small mammals, thank you, Cori.
Coriander: You're not taking Roxas. *hovers over a small blond* Meu nuvem pequeninho.
Memoria: Your small cloud?
Mud: Isn't he the Nobody?
Debbeye: Mud, don't be rude.
Mud: I'm not a bald Turk. They literally labeled this Roxas as a Nobody.
Stolas: *clears his throat* I assure you girls I have no ill intent towards your little charade in the past year. This Akane's acrobatics reminded me of the circus where Blitzø and I first met. *sad sigh*
Melyssa: Your partnership didn't work out? *Stolas shakes his head*
Debbeye: We can provide a safe haven for now.
Cumin: Based on context, we don't know how we've managed to pinpoint any of the Guests' traits. *shrugs* Lucky guess.
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Where Havoc Overtakes All
RandomA sort of spinoff of the Wads, if we can call it that. At least we know wherever it is we're going. Some content may not be suitable for younger readers, profanity for the most part.
