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Who: Wukong and (insert your name here)!
When: Early April
Where: Capablanca
What: Someone's really enthusiastic about gathering up various food supplies... with mixed results, of course.
Rating: None for now, but will edit if needed...?
A. An apple a day keeps...
[ Juggling a few apples in his hands, Wukong at least looks the part of an entertainer as he tries to show off the few applicable personable skills that he has. In front of the farmers, however, it's more likely they're surprised by the fact a walking, talking monkey is a Hero rather than him trying to get information from them. Three apples, in perfect condition, looking like they'd never touch the ground if the monkey could keep his concentration...
And then, noticing you approach, he tosses one in your direction. Think fast, because the other ones will be coming too! He hopes you can juggle, otherwise there might be a few disappointed farmers and their children. ]
B. If you teach a monkey to fish...
[ But with his newly acquired information, he's told that fishing might be the better option when it comes to finding fresh and delicious food. The apples, safely stowed away in a basket he acquired from earlier, friendly folk, sit nearby as he swings a net around. It looks like that he would be using something that isn't a rod for some reason, though one sits next to the apples looking like it could picked up and used immediately.
Looking out at the river, the water sparkling as the sun hits it just right... Wukong's a little concerned that he might not be able to catch as many fish as one who may be skilled at the fine, patient art of fishing. Mostly because he's not exactly patient, practical, and a little too energetic for his own good. ]
You know, I've never gone fishing before. I have a much better idea.
C. Honey, I've made a terrible bee-stake...
[ The clouds are coming and soon, the sky is dark and threatening a terrible storm. The wind is picking up and the smell of ozone lingers on the senses. Then, suddenly, a horrible buzzing. It's nearly louder than the wind, and it's bearing down on you quickly because... ]
RUN! RUNRUNRUNRUN!
[ You're in the way of Wukong, who doesn't even try to be nice as he pushes past you roughly. Then again, there's probably a reason for his rudeness and it comes swiftly, on many irritated wings. A swarm of bees, hurtling toward you and the monkey, who is already past---
--- you better catch up because this is going to bee-come a huge problem for you. ]
D. Wildcard
[ When not being a dumb, Wukong is locating fruits for another purpose! He's even keeping them separated, because he has a taste for banana nut bread that only one can sate. Or, perhaps you see him resting in the shade of a tree--- either in the sun, or dodging the storm, being particularly thoughtful. Either way, come at me scrub lord. I'm ripped? Or, come fight me at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
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When: Early April
Where: Capablanca
What: Someone's really enthusiastic about gathering up various food supplies... with mixed results, of course.
Rating: None for now, but will edit if needed...?
A. An apple a day keeps...
[ Juggling a few apples in his hands, Wukong at least looks the part of an entertainer as he tries to show off the few applicable personable skills that he has. In front of the farmers, however, it's more likely they're surprised by the fact a walking, talking monkey is a Hero rather than him trying to get information from them. Three apples, in perfect condition, looking like they'd never touch the ground if the monkey could keep his concentration...
And then, noticing you approach, he tosses one in your direction. Think fast, because the other ones will be coming too! He hopes you can juggle, otherwise there might be a few disappointed farmers and their children. ]
B. If you teach a monkey to fish...
[ But with his newly acquired information, he's told that fishing might be the better option when it comes to finding fresh and delicious food. The apples, safely stowed away in a basket he acquired from earlier, friendly folk, sit nearby as he swings a net around. It looks like that he would be using something that isn't a rod for some reason, though one sits next to the apples looking like it could picked up and used immediately.
Looking out at the river, the water sparkling as the sun hits it just right... Wukong's a little concerned that he might not be able to catch as many fish as one who may be skilled at the fine, patient art of fishing. Mostly because he's not exactly patient, practical, and a little too energetic for his own good. ]
You know, I've never gone fishing before. I have a much better idea.
C. Honey, I've made a terrible bee-stake...
[ The clouds are coming and soon, the sky is dark and threatening a terrible storm. The wind is picking up and the smell of ozone lingers on the senses. Then, suddenly, a horrible buzzing. It's nearly louder than the wind, and it's bearing down on you quickly because... ]
RUN! RUNRUNRUNRUN!
[ You're in the way of Wukong, who doesn't even try to be nice as he pushes past you roughly. Then again, there's probably a reason for his rudeness and it comes swiftly, on many irritated wings. A swarm of bees, hurtling toward you and the monkey, who is already past---
--- you better catch up because this is going to bee-come a huge problem for you. ]
D. Wildcard
[ When not being a dumb, Wukong is locating fruits for another purpose! He's even keeping them separated, because he has a taste for banana nut bread that only one can sate. Or, perhaps you see him resting in the shade of a tree--- either in the sun, or dodging the storm, being particularly thoughtful. Either way, come at me scrub lord. I'm ripped? Or, come fight me at
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Tieria. You're smarter than I am, or at the very least... you think differently than I do. I'm not afraid to admit that.
[ A brief pause, taking some time to think again. The last thing he wants to do is offend Tieria, though he's not really sure if he could do that even if he meant it. ]
And you don't have to be honest with me. Heck, your response could be a bunch of jibberish and I'd accept it, but give me your opinions about this place. About this world. There's something that bothers me, but hearing it from someone of your disposition would be helpful.
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It surprises him, honestly, that Wukong would place so much weight to his words despite them being nothing but mere acquaintance. There really are all kinds of people in the world and sometimes he really envies those who could easily places their trust onto people. It's bravery Tieria could not afford to have, for the burden he bears are much too important to wager on trusting just anyone. ]
There's something twisted about this world. This war between Blanc and Noir isn't as simple as they claimed. Between redacted war logs and hidden hands, if we can't figure out the contradiction of this world, nothing we do will help it.
[ There's no lie in his words, only truth he gleams from his observation and information he gathered up to this point. ]
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However... that's the kind of answer that gets a reaction from the monkey, whose smile doesn't disappear. Instead of recoiling, maybe even rejecting the notion of a contradiction, perhaps even trying to defend the country... ]
... so how far would you be willing to go, in order to uncover the mysteries of this world?
[ With his elbows on his knees, he leans forward to rest his head in his hands. ]
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Tieria's gaze does't waver either and if Wukong is perceptive enough, he would be able to tell that Tieria is completely serious about what he said. ]
If they brought me here, they should know that I won't stop until I find the truth.
[ The question is, are they prepared for his judgement? Because Celestial Being has always been fair in their judgement. No one escapes it trying to use them as a mean to stop war. Not even Ensprise. ]
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[ He could have said 'if', but Tieria's determination--- cold, almost brutal, is a cool reminder that even though they're all Heroes... it doesn't mean they necessarily have the same goals. ]
And if I discover anything? You'll be the first one to know.
[ Wukong gently tosses the apple core over his shoulder, with a smirk to Tieria. ]
Oh, and I still think you're a good person. I hope you think of yourself as one, too.
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Why? You barely even know me.
[ Is he a good person? On principle? Maybe. But Tieria is pretty sure he's not a good person in the eyes of many if they saw his track records. But he doesn't care. He's not bothered by conventional idea of morality. ]
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[ And he winks at Tieria. ]
Balance in all things. A reigning philosophy where I come from.
[ Then Wukong stands up, so he could stretch a bit. ]
But you're right, I don't know you very well. Maybe that makes you more trustworthy, in a way? Then again, I guess I enjoy trusting people more than being paranoid. Not fun to live life like that.
[ With a bounce, he leaps up to grab a branch and climb up onto it, letting his tail dangle down. ]
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That sums up Tieria's current observation of Wukong whose intelligence certainly put some of the heroes here to shame. Although playful, he seem to have his heart in the right place. It makes him curious of the world Wukong hails from. A world that advocates balance in all things, it doesn't sound like a bad world at all...
Getting up from the ground, he dusts his pants off, watching Wukong climbs up the tree with ease. ]
It's your choice to make. Regardless, I appreciate your trust.
[ Picking up Forseti, he nods to Wukong to excuse himself. ]
Thanks for the apple. I'm heading back to practice.
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Have fun... and remember to smile. Training is the fun and easy part, after all. If you need me, I'll be in this tree.
[ Because a nap sounds good. The fruit that he gathered can wait, the cook can learn patience today. The tree is safe, the day is great, and there's no need to rush things.
His tail will continue to dangle as Wukong closes his eyes and drifts off. ]