alt cast meme

[yourghosthost]

you know what this is for, dudes

post alternate didney's to this meme and play them as though they had been in r1 + feel free to reply to toplevels with characters from the round proper

feel free to consider this a future round tdm as well

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marluxia | kingdom hearts

[ipheion]

[ he definitely tricks a cinnamon roll into doing a murder. ]

[folkscallmewander]

[And Wander is the cinnamon roll tricked into murder?]

[ipheion]

[ You bet your ass he is. ]

[folkscallmewander]

[Marluxia may be a bit odd, but as Wander knows, everyone has good inside of them even if it is buried deep deep deep deep deep deep down. With some insistent offers of friendship, Wander will get him eventually.

He believes in him.

But by now, Marluxia should know that there are times where Wander can't tell that someone is manipulating him. Can't, or refuses to believe so.]

i don't know what i expected honestly

[ipheion]

[ It's pitiful, really, how trusting Wander is. How insistent he is that they should be friends. If Marluxia had a heart, perhaps he could find it within himself to attempt a friendship with the alien.

Alas, poor Wander.

Really, he's glad for it, as much as he can be. It makes things easier for Marluxia. Pick off the weak and trusting ones while he works on leaving this damned place. And as it's close to the usual day...

It's time to act. Marluxia's left him a note under his door, a note (politely) asking Wander to meet him in the kitchen. ]

[folkscallmewander]

[When someone asks for his help, Wander cannot refuse. It's impossible for him. While the others are working through their emotional turmoil, the traveler is here to attend to little needs and make their captivity less draining. Marluxia looks like he's been dead inside for a while (not that he's judging, Wander has felt that way some days, and it's only thanks to Sylvia that he hasn't broken down ten times last week) and he really needs people to talk to him. So Wander fixes his hat, grabs his banjo, and heads sneaks out of his room.

He walks right into the kitchen without announcing himself until he's well inside.]

I got your note. Is there somethin' you wanna talk about?

[ipheion]

[ That's a fair assessment. Though it's less dead inside and more that he feels pretty much nothing. Same difference. Besides--Wander is unaware, as is everyone else, and Marluxia would very much prefer to keep it that way. It's easier to lie and manipulate when someone doesn't know about your incapability to feel an actual emotion. ]

Ah, Wander. Excellent. Thank you for coming.

[ He's debated just poisoning everyone's food. That'd be a way to do it, wouldn't it? But... that comes with its own risks. Say someone chooses not to eat. They'd know. And Marluxia would rather not die. ]

I require your assistance with something, actually.

[folkscallmewander]

[He said the magic words.]

Want to learn how to make cornbread? Peach lemonade? [Holds his banjo in play position.] I can play a song if you need company.

[From there, they can talk about feelings. Trap him in the kitchen or some other room and force Marluxia to listen to Wander's wannabe therapy.]

[ipheion]

[ Oh god, no. But he doesn't show the fact that it's literally the last thing he ever wants. He chuckles lightly. ]

That won't be necessary, but the offer is noted nonetheless.

[ He'd gotten enough of Demyx's music back in the Castle, he's not in the mood for it here. ]

Rather, I was considering making brownies for someone. However, I'm not sure I have the touch a master baker someone like Aqua could appreciate.

[folkscallmewander]

[But does Demyx play folk/jazz fusion? Marluxia really should expand his horizons.]

Oh. That I can do. [Baking is easy once you learn the basics. Wander rolls up his imaginary sleeves. It's the thought that counts.] First things first, you gotta get the ingredients and pans on the table.

[Has Marluxia prepared the table for brownie making?]

[ipheion]

[ How about no.

Also, he's certainly done that. The ingredients are off to the side, looking exceedingly innocent. (They're not. There's poison in as many ingredients as possible, including for the frosting.) ]

Of course. Why don't you lead, and I'll follow.

[ He'll go ahead and grab the pans. ]

[folkscallmewander]

Nice!

[He hops onto the nearest table, turning the bags of flour and sugar to face him.]

So what we can do is that I'll tell you how much stuff to pour in and you can do most of the mixin'. [Squints at the supplies.] You forgot the sifter, but it's no big deal, not like every bakin' books tells you why it's important.

[And just after a few seconds, Wander hops off the chair. He sticks his head into the cabinet and shouts back:] Are we usin' semi sweet or unsweetened baker's chocolate?

[ipheion]

[ Ah, not quite as planned. Marluxia thinks quickly, then... ]

Semi sweet will do just fine. As to your first suggestion, I have a better idea. We could each make a pan and share with the others, once they've awoken. Does that suit you well enough, Wander?

[folkscallmewander]

[He shoves himself out out of the cabinet and onto his feet, holding a sifter.]

Why didn't I think of that? [Head pap] Hands-on learnin' is better than visual learnin', and we'll get twice the brownies.

[He hops onto the chair yet again.]

First off, we start with the dry ingredients. Let's say one cup of flour. [He hangs the sifter on his bowl, demonstrating the proper method of spooning in flour and sifting it. It sure is nice hanging out with Marluxia without devolving into an argument.] Folks are gonna love havin' brownies baked by you. It's a great way to show them you care!