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prodigalhairess) wrote in deercountry2021-11-09 03:58 pm
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Who: Rapunzel (prodigalhairess) & YOU
What: Catchall for general introdution/settling in and event stuff!
When: Early November
Where: Disaster House + All over
Content Warnings: None for now, will update if necessary
[A; 7 AM, The Usual Morning Lineup... (Closed to Disaster House residents)]
[When Rapunzel starts feeling anxious, she falls back into old habits.
Nothing too bad, but in the past few months, she's taken to really diving into things that just keep her moving and busy for hours on end. In the tower, it was her chores and hobbies that kept her from falling too deep into the dull monotony of a confined life. In the palace, it was painting. She'd painted over and redone her entire room to keep herself from thinking about the severity of her parents' missing memories and the threat of Cassandra looming over her. And... it helped, really. Painting each new scene and each new bit of creative flair helped her focus, to keep thinking about the good rather than the bad.
It didn't work all the time. She still thinks of that big, blank spot on her ceiling a lot. The missing piece.
But the point is, Rapunzel doesn't like wallowing forever. So it takes only a few hours after Varian brings her home with him for her to be up and about; she'd been attempting to clean, but the sheer amount of stuff in the Disaster House keeps on distracting her. One moment she might be outside, marveling at the gorgeous collection of plants and flowers in the garden. The next, she might be in one of the many reading nooks, her eyes practically glowing as she skims so many titles of so many books she's never heard of. Or maybe, perhaps, she's in the music room! She's very good at both the guitar and piano, and will probably lose quite a bit of time alternating between both.
... She notices the grave out back, too. But she doesn't want to dwell on that.
So... yeah! You've all got a new roomie, the fabled princess from Varian's world. No time like the present to start bonding, yeah?]
[B; So Many Roads I've Yet to Travel, So Many Friends I Haven't Met... (OTA Everywhere)]
[Even in a dark, ominous city like Trench, it's hard to really snuff out the excitement and curiosity that often overtakes Rapunzel. This is somewhere new, somewhere different, and though there were definitely times where the hairs at the back of her neck stood on end as she explored, for the most part, she just... wants to dive into anything she can find.
Throughout all the districts and all the shops, the golden-haired princess can be found. Trying on clothes - the clothes too dark and warm to fit with her usual attire, but she still wants to fit in!!! - in one store, examining various trinkets or baubles in another. She'll definitely be found rooting through a bookstore, almost overwhelmed with the vast amount of information in front of her. A whole new world, with brand new stories! What's not to love here????
The one time she seems to mellow out is when she passes by one of the statues of the Pthumerians. She's not... unsettled, exactly, though that feeling at the back of her neck prickles. It's more like she seems to be reminded of something, a wary hint of familiarity glinting in those emerald green eyes. The statues are beautifully carved but...
The Great Tree. Janus Point. Gorgeous altars to old magic, heavy with secrets just as ancient....
... Yeah. It's. Certainly a look.
But she tries not to dwell on it for long! Rapunzel's on a mission to learn everything about this new world, and nothing can stop her. Especially not the person she accidentally just walked into-]
Oof- oh, sorry!! I just- [She laughs.] This is all a lot to take in, isn't it? I've never seen anything like it before!
[C; Mushabooming (OTA Everywhere)]
[Rapunzel had a goal today: try and make herself useful for her new friends. She'd already done her best to organize and clean up bits of the house the other day, but she knows she needs to do more for these people who have been taking such good care of Varian. She'd noticed the way mushrooms have been popping up like weeds, so maybe... some kind of soup? Soup's always a perfect ward against the chill of the cooling weather. And she's made her fair share of mushroom soups just from what Gothel would gather, so this is something she could definitely do on her own!
... Of course, she wasn't prepared for the strange fungi popping up. She's already gotten a few good handfuls of portabellos and buttons stuffed in her bag when she comes across one of the weepers. It's... bizarre, to say the least, and Rapunzel can't help but crouch down to examine it more closely.]
Strange...
[She's not stupid, though. After nearly a year on the road, she knows better than to just pick strange plants - especially fungi without knowing what they are. So instead of doing that, she'll plop down there, right on the side of the road, and pull out her sketchbook. It's not her journal - not the one her mother gave her, so stuffed with memories of her adventures thus far - but it's a new one that's already seen some use. She turns to a fresh page, pulls out a pencil, and begins sketching.]
Looking like that, I bet you must have some pretty interesting properties, huh, little guy? Either that, or you're.... really dangerous.
[A pause, and then she shuffles a foot away. She probably shouldn't take any chances, huh?]
But you're still fascinating to look at!
prodigalhairess) & YOUWhat: Catchall for general introdution/settling in and event stuff!
When: Early November
Where: Disaster House + All over
Content Warnings: None for now, will update if necessary
[A; 7 AM, The Usual Morning Lineup... (Closed to Disaster House residents)]
[When Rapunzel starts feeling anxious, she falls back into old habits.
Nothing too bad, but in the past few months, she's taken to really diving into things that just keep her moving and busy for hours on end. In the tower, it was her chores and hobbies that kept her from falling too deep into the dull monotony of a confined life. In the palace, it was painting. She'd painted over and redone her entire room to keep herself from thinking about the severity of her parents' missing memories and the threat of Cassandra looming over her. And... it helped, really. Painting each new scene and each new bit of creative flair helped her focus, to keep thinking about the good rather than the bad.
It didn't work all the time. She still thinks of that big, blank spot on her ceiling a lot. The missing piece.
But the point is, Rapunzel doesn't like wallowing forever. So it takes only a few hours after Varian brings her home with him for her to be up and about; she'd been attempting to clean, but the sheer amount of stuff in the Disaster House keeps on distracting her. One moment she might be outside, marveling at the gorgeous collection of plants and flowers in the garden. The next, she might be in one of the many reading nooks, her eyes practically glowing as she skims so many titles of so many books she's never heard of. Or maybe, perhaps, she's in the music room! She's very good at both the guitar and piano, and will probably lose quite a bit of time alternating between both.
... She notices the grave out back, too. But she doesn't want to dwell on that.
So... yeah! You've all got a new roomie, the fabled princess from Varian's world. No time like the present to start bonding, yeah?]
[B; So Many Roads I've Yet to Travel, So Many Friends I Haven't Met... (OTA Everywhere)]
[Even in a dark, ominous city like Trench, it's hard to really snuff out the excitement and curiosity that often overtakes Rapunzel. This is somewhere new, somewhere different, and though there were definitely times where the hairs at the back of her neck stood on end as she explored, for the most part, she just... wants to dive into anything she can find.
Throughout all the districts and all the shops, the golden-haired princess can be found. Trying on clothes - the clothes too dark and warm to fit with her usual attire, but she still wants to fit in!!! - in one store, examining various trinkets or baubles in another. She'll definitely be found rooting through a bookstore, almost overwhelmed with the vast amount of information in front of her. A whole new world, with brand new stories! What's not to love here????
The one time she seems to mellow out is when she passes by one of the statues of the Pthumerians. She's not... unsettled, exactly, though that feeling at the back of her neck prickles. It's more like she seems to be reminded of something, a wary hint of familiarity glinting in those emerald green eyes. The statues are beautifully carved but...
The Great Tree. Janus Point. Gorgeous altars to old magic, heavy with secrets just as ancient....
... Yeah. It's. Certainly a look.
But she tries not to dwell on it for long! Rapunzel's on a mission to learn everything about this new world, and nothing can stop her. Especially not the person she accidentally just walked into-]
Oof- oh, sorry!! I just- [She laughs.] This is all a lot to take in, isn't it? I've never seen anything like it before!
[C; Mushabooming (OTA Everywhere)]
[Rapunzel had a goal today: try and make herself useful for her new friends. She'd already done her best to organize and clean up bits of the house the other day, but she knows she needs to do more for these people who have been taking such good care of Varian. She'd noticed the way mushrooms have been popping up like weeds, so maybe... some kind of soup? Soup's always a perfect ward against the chill of the cooling weather. And she's made her fair share of mushroom soups just from what Gothel would gather, so this is something she could definitely do on her own!
... Of course, she wasn't prepared for the strange fungi popping up. She's already gotten a few good handfuls of portabellos and buttons stuffed in her bag when she comes across one of the weepers. It's... bizarre, to say the least, and Rapunzel can't help but crouch down to examine it more closely.]
Strange...
[She's not stupid, though. After nearly a year on the road, she knows better than to just pick strange plants - especially fungi without knowing what they are. So instead of doing that, she'll plop down there, right on the side of the road, and pull out her sketchbook. It's not her journal - not the one her mother gave her, so stuffed with memories of her adventures thus far - but it's a new one that's already seen some use. She turns to a fresh page, pulls out a pencil, and begins sketching.]
Looking like that, I bet you must have some pretty interesting properties, huh, little guy? Either that, or you're.... really dangerous.
[A pause, and then she shuffles a foot away. She probably shouldn't take any chances, huh?]
But you're still fascinating to look at!
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That's... hm. That makes Rapunzel feel some complicated feelings as her smile fades, looking equal parts troubled and contemplative. She believes powerfully in the idea of change and helping others instead of leaving them to suffer. Eugene, Varian, the pub thugs, Cassandra... heck, even Stalyan to some degree. They've all done bad things of varying degrees, but they're not bad people. They have the potential to do a lot of good.
Gothel, too. Her feelings are so twisted and thorny when it came to the woman who kept her imprisoned all her life, but the idea of her suffering? It leaves a sour taste in her mouth.]
Nobody "deserves" to suffer.
[... And yet. A small part of her brain, a part she isn't sure she's comfortable with, whispers maybe one. The vision of Cassandra's "friend", Zhan Tiri, briefly flashes in front of her, but she quickly shakes her head.
That's. A thought for another time.]
What good does keeping up the cycle of hurting do? It's not right if someone keeps on hurting others, but... if you keep on hurting them too, how does that really help make things better?
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However, he sighs a little at what Rapunzel says. ]
Maybe, but there are some people who just don't care if someone gets hurt because of their actions or they even intentionally do it, and then there are some who do shit that can't ever really be forgiven.
[ He runs a hand through his hair letting out a long exhale before shaking those thoughts away. ]
Right. This is a first meeting and I'm sounding down right depressing.
So. Uh.
Do you have anyone else from home that came with you here at least? Aside from Varian?
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Oh. Speaking of Cassandra. When Glitch asks that, Rapunzel hesitates - should she be honest? Should she tell him all about Cassandra? She's still hostile, but... maybe without Zhan Tiri hovering around her, she might not be for much longer. She might go back to her usual self.]
Oh- yeah! [She smiles, but there's something slightly... off about it.] Our friend Cassandra is here too. But I think she's mostly been keeping to herself.
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Regardless, he doesn't look as if he knows who this woman is outside of just hearing about her now. As for Cassandra keeping to herself? ]
Probably not the best thing in the long run. This place gets bad quickly and it's worse if you're on your own.
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[That last bit sounds... hm. Not forced. Not... fake, exactly. But it sort of sounds like Rapunzel's trying to convince herself as much as he's trying to convince Glitch. Because it's true - Cassandra is strong and brave and was able to face down almost anything their journey threw at them.
Even... even after. Even when they fought, even when they clashed... Cassandra was still strong. But Rapunzel still worried. Physical strength was all well and good, but she knew Cass was hurting emotionally, deep deep down, in a way that she could only barely see for herself. She knows now how vulnerable Cass is, under the thumb of a literal demon content with using her as nothing more than a tool.
There's still a lot to worry about. But with that sort of influence far away in another world, she's sure Cass will be back to her old self in no time. But still...]
Though... it would be nice if she came around once in a while. Just so I know she's okay.
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Though, he wasn't about to go prying into business that might not be his to ask. Not to mention they only just met, he wouldn't blame the girl for not wanting to say more than she already had. ]
Have you told her that? I mean, if she's not quick to pick up on that kind of thing she might need to be told. [ Was that a can of worms he was about to open? Probably. ]