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interstellar55552015-12-21 08:15 pm
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kido doesn't do festive holiday music
Who: Kido and OPEN to her friends/people she thinks she owes.
What: The bestowing of gifts
When: IDK whenever the bestowing of gifts should occur.
Where: System Crash's Penthouse, Pride HQ, and quiet places she can meet up with her Virgo friends.
Warnings: Kido and Celty are gonna get pelted with crackers but otherwise...
[Kido's on a fucking mission to act like she's okay. She's like. Still all sorts of messed up, but she's trying to act like she's gonna make it.
A
And during the holidays that means a s h i t t o n of baking. She has been pretty busy in the System Crash penthouse the last day or two making like a trillion cake rolls. Oh god why is she doing this cookies would be easier, but cookies are also something everyone's going to be making.
Every even slightly imperfect cake is going to get shoved onto her bandmates. She can't give something imperfect. Someone might think she actually made it. And like she doesn't want herself associated with baking it fucks with the rebel image. But there she is in the kitchen, long sleeved tee shirt with rolled up sleeves, slippers and an apron, super concentrated like this is her life.
Don't judge her.
B
And like now she has to give them out. It's easier to do in HQ. She's not being tailed here. She's knocking on the doors of any friends (and anyone who she feels she owes a favor to), super casually like she's. Totally not been baking for the last too many hours straight.]
Hey. ... You like sweets right?
[THAT'S EXACTLY HOW YOU GIVE A GIFT.
B.2
Except for Junkyard Carnival. At some point, they're gonna find themselves dealing with cracker pentagrams all over their goddamn wall.
And a cheese platter, mostly because she's terrified of Luci, with a nice little card, written in red, promising it's not poisoned and also "PS: Fuck you, Xanxus."
How she got in there? A fucking mystery.
C
And of course there's Virgo to worry about. Most of her friends are Virgo. So there's going to be texts, to friends and, again, people she feels she owes a favor to.
Are you free? Think you could meet me at the music store on [street]?
Yup. That's not threatening and absolutely cannot get her in trouble if Lesedi reads it.
She's feeling pretty good about this all in all.
It's a great distraction from the glowing yellow eyes in her dreams that keep startling her awake.]
What: The bestowing of gifts
When: IDK whenever the bestowing of gifts should occur.
Where: System Crash's Penthouse, Pride HQ, and quiet places she can meet up with her Virgo friends.
Warnings: Kido and Celty are gonna get pelted with crackers but otherwise...
[Kido's on a fucking mission to act like she's okay. She's like. Still all sorts of messed up, but she's trying to act like she's gonna make it.
A
And during the holidays that means a s h i t t o n of baking. She has been pretty busy in the System Crash penthouse the last day or two making like a trillion cake rolls. Oh god why is she doing this cookies would be easier, but cookies are also something everyone's going to be making.
Every even slightly imperfect cake is going to get shoved onto her bandmates. She can't give something imperfect. Someone might think she actually made it. And like she doesn't want herself associated with baking it fucks with the rebel image. But there she is in the kitchen, long sleeved tee shirt with rolled up sleeves, slippers and an apron, super concentrated like this is her life.
Don't judge her.
B
And like now she has to give them out. It's easier to do in HQ. She's not being tailed here. She's knocking on the doors of any friends (and anyone who she feels she owes a favor to), super casually like she's. Totally not been baking for the last too many hours straight.]
Hey. ... You like sweets right?
[THAT'S EXACTLY HOW YOU GIVE A GIFT.
B.2
Except for Junkyard Carnival. At some point, they're gonna find themselves dealing with cracker pentagrams all over their goddamn wall.
And a cheese platter, mostly because she's terrified of Luci, with a nice little card, written in red, promising it's not poisoned and also "PS: Fuck you, Xanxus."
How she got in there? A fucking mystery.
C
And of course there's Virgo to worry about. Most of her friends are Virgo. So there's going to be texts, to friends and, again, people she feels she owes a favor to.
Are you free? Think you could meet me at the music store on [street]?
Yup. That's not threatening and absolutely cannot get her in trouble if Lesedi reads it.
She's feeling pretty good about this all in all.
It's a great distraction from the glowing yellow eyes in her dreams that keep startling her awake.]

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Yeah. [Man she really, really hopes it's not totally awful. She looks a mixture of hopeful and worried.] Why?
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You're just being so careful! These ones you threw out seem good too.
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Yeah, but they're not perfect. I don't want anybody to know I actually made them.
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Um...why not?
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[She shrugs, rolling up her sleeves to get back to work. ... She's a very tiny person without the bulk of her hoodie.]
So long as everybody likes them, it doesn't matter.
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You're weird.
[He throws the piece of cake at her.]
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She blinks at him, eyebrows raised.]
You're in a good mood. And don't waste it, I worked hard. It just got messed up.
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I'm not wasting it. I needed it for throwing. Maybe I'll eat it off the floor.
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You're definitely not eating it off the floor. [She scowls. There are germs on the floor, child.]
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I'm gunna do it!
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[He hops down onto the floor, and grabs for the fallen cake.]
I bet it tastes awesome.
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Yes it does, the floor doesn't even really change it! It just adds dirt and stuff!
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You can't stop me!
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You're just gunna make us fall down the stairs!
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[Because while eating off the floor is totally fine getting licked by Kido obviously isn't. He tries to wipe it on her shirt.]
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I am locking you in you room and never letting you out.
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[He stops flailing quite as much, letting his tongue hang out again.]
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I know how to block you in. [She spent enough years blocking people out.] Don't think I won't. [Because she is going to be carrying him backward up the steps. Right now.] You'll never be safe from me.
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You won't actually.
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I totally will. Especially now. I'll lock you in your room and turn you into a recluse like me. I know how to do that.
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