010. [Video/Action for Goldenrod]

[preybeforemeals]

Ahhh – good afternoon, messieurs et mesdames!

[Well, it seems Tsukiyama is in high spirits today! ...Like, kind of alarmingly high spirits? Kind of scarily high spirits. Uh.]

It's that time of year again – a time of confessions and romance and...ah, making the florists hate us with about the same amount of passion as we have for loving each other, c'est vrai?

It's a good holiday, all things considered! One I never really thought too much about back home, granted, given how we do things there...but it seems to be a bit more of a two-way thing here, from what I've seen.

So! My advice to you today is the following:

If there's something you aren't telling someone – a matter that stirs the very embers of your heart and soul – go ahead and do it! Don't allow yourself to languish in have-nots and could-have-beens; do something for yourself this weekend. You never know, after all; perhaps those embers will flare out into a proper flame, a blazing inferno of passionate emotion that will pale the artificial lamplight of complacency and doubt simply by its very existence!

[...Tsukiyama, what the actual fuck.]

Of course, if you're entirely content with the way things are – single, already-partnered or otherwise! – then the advice still stands. Do something nice for yourself; it's not as though there isn't enough chocolate on sale to ensure you have a great time.


[ACTION FOR GOLDENROD CITY]

[Well, when he's not...really excited with regards to the masses, it seems that Tsukiyama is going to be out today; it's been a while since he's properly blown entirely too much money on clothes, and from the look of it that's going to be exactly what he plans on doing today.

As usual, he isn't alone while he shops; he's got a shiny Zorua whose specific talent is 'being other people', after all. So Tsukiyama can be seen observing while...a duplicate copy of himself, courtesy of Zacharie, wanders through the racks, poking through for colors and patterns that he likes. And once he's found one...well, changing outfits is just a matter of a small burst of glittery nonsense and wouldn't you know it, that's a new blazer, copied from right off the rack.

Of course, there's also the matter of the sudden lapses into Shoujovision that have been occurring off and on throughout the region, courtesy of Misty Terrain; Tsukiyama hasn't really been hit too hard by them just yet, though that's obviously not going to stand for very long – eventually the floor of the department store that they're on is absolutely shimmering with pink, sparkly crap, and Zacharie...well.

Zacharie knows an opportunity when he sees one.

Tsukiyama will still let the Zorua help with picking out clothes, despite his better judgment and the fact that it would be really easy to just tell him to knock it off and stuff him in a messenger bag; that said, every outfit change is now accompanied with a lot of fluttering and glitter and more posturing than a Jojo's battle, and Tsukiyama honestly isn't sure whether he's more amused or exasperated, from the sound of it.]

...Are...Are you trying to do a magical girl transformation, is that what I'm looking at...

[Yes, Tsukiyama, that is, in fact, what you're looking at.]

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[solas_ion]

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Did you hit your head on somethin'?

[preybeforemeals]

Not at all, actually!

[...is it really any comfort knowing that, though

he's not concussed, he's just kind of like this]

[solas_ion]

[That is probably a little bit worse.]

...Kind of enthusiastic about this, ain't ya?

[soundmind]

[...Well that...certainly was.]

I already told my friend he looks better in a dress than I do, I think we're covered for confessions this year.

[Seriously is he okay or. This guy could give her dad a run for his money in being ludicrously flowery.]

[preybeforemeals]

Well, if that's the only confession you have on your mind, mademoiselle, then you've certainly done your part, yes.

[I mean, there are worse confessions you could be making.]

[soundmind]

[A pause, she tilts her head to the side in thought. Only confession? Well, yeah, there's still details that have been skimped on her own life and Kanek--

...

...Oh, that's right, it's a holiday weekend. Maka just shrugs.]

Ce n'est pas grand-chose. [He just...he keeps talking French, it's her natural inclination to parrot it back.] Ken probably didn't appreciate it, but there's always worse things to be confessing. This place seems to be getting some talent for forcing it out of everyone anyway.

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[shuttermouse]

[ You know, Chie watched that video until "artificial lamplight of complacency" left Tsukiyama's mouth which made her nope out and turn her gear off because that's enough with the fiery throes. But it did remind her that Valentine's is a thing that is happening and that she should go to the department store and buy some cheap chocolate so the boys will owe her on White Day.

So she will be doing that... and on her way to the candy section she manages to walk in just in time to witness this nonsense. Tsukiyama, your glitterfox is almost as weird as you are.]

Is he going to punish people in the name of the moon?

[preybeforemeals]

[Tsukiyama don't you dare- ]

I'd hope so. After all, I'm not sure who else he would be doing that sort of thing for.

[...That was terrible on so many levels.]

[shuttermouse]

[ ...tsukiyama no ]

What would he even do, sparkle his foes to death?

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[hashtagafreakingghost]

[Greetings from Cherrygrove, Tsukiyama. Ashley regards him with a mix of amusement and...well, it's hard to tell, but it's something awfully wistful there.]

I don't know if I'd have put it that colorfully, but that's really good advice, Mr. T- oh, come on Tsu-ki-yama.

[An attempt.]

Hopefully, some people listen well enough to actually take it, not be stupid and stubborn.

[preybeforemeals]

[Oh, good, judging by the music you made it to civilization.]

Ahhh - greetings, mademoiselle. It's good to hear from you - I trust you're doing well...?

[...Or at least better, and less sleep-deprived and panicking about wendigos.]

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[deaftly]

[Well that sure was a thing. Naki's response comes in the most deadpan voice imaginable.]

You're a fucking disaster.

[preybeforemeals]

[...Nice to see you too, Naki, goodness.]

And wherever would I be without you to tell me so, monsieur?

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[monge]

[...How in the—]

Y-You make it sound so easy, zura...

[Seriously, "easier said than done" couldn't apply to anything better.]

[preybeforemeals]

Ah - it's just a matter of confidence, really! Confidence and a desire to not regret saying nothing when you had the chance to tell them in the first place.

[...This is gonna be real ironic back home but you know what for now he is here for you, friend he hasn't met yet.]

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[charcoalfeather]

[....There's a good chunk of words Tsukiyama just said that Rakka would probably have to look up later, but let's just say that his excitement about this is contagious. ]

Hehe! Valentine's day sounds like such a happy holiday! I'm glad I'm going to have the chance to experience it.

[preybeforemeals]

Ahh, is it your first, little lady?

[Oh no, it's cute.]

You have my best wishes for it, then.

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[veggie_vamp]

[Whenever there are cute clothes available, Draculaura is there! She's been bonding with the Pokemon a friend left behind - a Gengar and a Murkrow - when all three catch sight of... of... of whatever that is.

Gengar and Murkrow began 'laughing' hysterically. But Draculaura is watching with keen interest!]

Oh My Ghoul, are you guys models?

[preybeforemeals]

[Oh your what-

It takes him a moment for the unusual euphemism to sink in, and a moment longer to relax after it does; that said, uh. Ohhhhh lord, an audience.

Not like he's particularly opposed to making a scene once in a while, but Zacharie, really - ]

Ah, that's a new one... No, we aren't, though I'm sure he would be if he could.

[sparklefox why]

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[crimsonchin]

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[Good lord. Where to even start.]

Bonsoir to you, too. Glad to see you're...clearly quite passionate about the consumerist holiday. Just a day to stimulate the damn chocolate economy. There's nothing even inherently romantic about it in terms of the origin, either. It just became all romantic and disgusting because Chaucer decided to stick St. Valentine's name in a love poem one day and everyone collectively lost their shit over it.

It hasn't been celebrated where I come from for a long time. From what I understand, in Japan, it used to be even worse and you had to give chocolate to every male colleague you knew out of a sense of obligation and, on the part of the men, unwarranted entitlement. Good fucking luck finding chocolate in the red wasteland now. But in Germany, it's a bit less...subtle. A day of unabashed lust and swine everywhere you look. Seriously, that's not just a metaphor, there are fucking literal pigs everywhere...don't get me started on what they write on the damn cookies, too. They tend to be a tad more direct than "Ich liebe dich."

...So, yes, as you've probably guessed by now, I'll be by myself.

[preybeforemeals]

Ah...if you'll forgive my saying so, mademoiselle, it isn't as though it's terribly difficult to see why. Enjoy your bitterness, I suppose.

[...There is the polite high road and then there's dealing with this person, who doesn't particularly deserve it.]

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[occultigen]

Well! My goodness, I see you've certainly found yourself in high spirits today, haven't you, Mr. Tsukiyama?

[SHE IS TRYING SO HARD NOT TO GIGGLE.]

Though I certainly hope I've not made any florists hate me, lately — even the ones who seem to simply hate everyone as a matter of course.

[preybeforemeals]

One would think that occupation would invite slightly less surly people, n'est-pas?

[...Tsukiyama, you are one of the people making their lives hell.]

But I find myself enjoying the day rather well, actually - hopefully it continues into tomorrow.

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[lieutenantantichrist]

[Blake has a bag of discount candy that he's chawing on as he turns on the phone.]

You know what we get lots of on Valentine's? Suicides.

[He tosses some colorful candy in his mouth, then scowls.]

Well, there's one thing that's true wherever you are: those heart candies are fuckin' terrible.

[preybeforemeals]

Perhaps! But statistically speaking, you get a lot of suicides on Wednesdays, and I don't hear anyone advocating against those.

[...Tsukiyama, that...well, okay then.]

At the very least I'll agree with your stance on the candies, however - I mean, they're basically just thicker wafer candies, they're a little disgusting.