merriment 16 ; video (before platform stop)

[blitzcheer]

Yo, anyone see the large item order we can pick now?

...

What's the biggest thing anyone can think of. Hey, gimme some ideas!

[ LET'S SEE WHAT THEY CAN GET?? PUT IN YOUR SUGGESTIONS, VOTE FOR WHAT YOU AGREE WITH.

Edit: Tidus will have on the video in view a whiteboard (since he's in the standard coach), with a list of choices.

- BOUNCY HOUSE/CASTLE
- POTTERY WHEEL?
- ARCADE MACHINE - Lethal Enforcers, NBA Jam
- YOU CAN'T VOTE FOR MY MOM
- BOMBCHOO BOWLING ALLEY

Enjoy his mess of a handwriting.

Edit 2: Also, very importantly: ] Hey! Everyone! Tell the train to let us buy carriages!

Comments

[blitzcheer]

[ Pfft. ] Give it a go. You got one of those with you?

[ A bird to send a train a strongly-worded letter...! That it's currently inside. ]

[weifinder]

Sadly, no, but I may be able to borrow some bunnies as messenger carriers... they're too cute to ignore!

( they're rabbits, they may also eat the letter, but hey! so could a bird )

[blitzcheer]

That's what you think! [ He can talk about a lot of cute people it ignores!! Except: ] But, the train doesn't ignore, huh? It's about doing 'n' not doing!

[ Hah!!! Take that!! Mister smart guy!! ]

[weifinder]

Exactly! So then it'll get the message and do exactly as it will or won't do.

( a grin from a guy who looks utterly nonplussed. )

Just like any other person, ah?

[blitzcheer]

Yup! Ask for the luck of the blitz stars, see what you get! Nothing lost, maybe-something-gained.

[ He's having fun with this, anyway. A little dumb sass, a lot of goofing around. ]

But, you never know - it might consider the stuff it gets asked about more.

[blitzcheer]

We weren't even like that. [ That's still close - where those things exist, where in Zanarkand.. ] Imagine somewhere... like Jinnjar, right? But take away the powers- [ ah, powers! He clicks his fingers, a side-thought: ] Powers - let's call what you do your powers, not magic!

[ anyway, anyway! ] --So, none of that! Just a city with machines in it, and that's where I'm from. No stories, no folklore - none of that. We weren't just humans, so you could do whatever you wanted with your bits. And that- that was Zanarkand for me. My home.

[ Essentially, Tidus realises, or really already knew: ] The total opposite of where you come from. Can you even imagine it?

[ It must sound...empty. ]

[blitzcheer]

[ This is starting to feel dumb, even for him, and at the suggestion he shrugs. ]

If you want- but I'm not trying to make my handwriting look fancy. As long as my signature looks good, who cares about my handwriting? You can still read it!

[ ... unless your name is Inigo! ]

[agoodsoul]

Hey, ah-! Mate, it was for good reasons, swear it.

[Can you hear Dennis wincing at the shouting? He's wincing a lot. Inigo please.]

Nah not that, just you seem interested in firefighting, asking questions about it a lot. Thought it could be neat showing you one of the trucks.

[blitzcheer]

[ Inigo is here to blow out their eardrums, is what he's here for. And wants. Tidus leans back at the shouting, wincing once things quiet down again. ]

Inigo doesn't need anything. [ And not just because Tidus is being huffy about his poor eardrums! ] Unless you know any sweets like that candy floss. He loves that stuff.

[ Which, speaking of: ] Hey, Inigo. You get more flavours for that thing? Or whatever you need so you don't run out? Maybe you should go a platform stop without any.

[ HEH!! ]

[blitzcheer]

Yeah! Got it back onnn - Kamakan? Were you there?

[ Skateboard, hoverboard, same diff same diff! ]

[jan_ken_hacking]

[The girl shakes her head.]

I arrived approximately three days before we were kidnapped to the 'illusion' planet.

[That's what she's calling it, because yeah.] It sounds interesting though.

[blitzcheer]

[ Listen to that! 'Approximately three days' -- very efficient-sounding. ]

The hoverboard's all ages, so if the skates don't fit, you can pal around on the board with some friends. [ There's a beat, and he asks- ] You settling okay? Have anyone you know?

keeps it vague on izo since they're still working on a TL laughs...but also -stares at izo in canon-

[jan_ken_hacking]

[She is nothing if not unfortunately efficient!]

Good. I've never been on a hoverboard. [Which is probably why she's not associating it with a skateboard....she does smile a bit wider though on the other end.] Yes- some are before we met, but it's fine. I have a 'cousin', and two friends...Ai-chan, and Ayumi.

[Beat.]

Also, Izo. [Izo gets his own category, and it isn't because he's a Heroic Spirit.]

I've made new friends too, I think. [Eight is definitely on that list!! Fashion!!!]

[flatteries]

[ .. It's that shrug.

It's that shrug that makes Inigo seem to deflate entirely. He puts down the pen - somewhere, he doesn't care, as long as it's not on the ground - and just flops down on any nearby seat, letting out a sigh. ]

I was taught it's important.

[flatteries]

[ ... it'll be awkward if he explains that the reason he's interested in firefighting has to do with some other aspect of it entirely now, huh..

Thank Naga Tidus is there to distract from that topic. Even if it's by harassing him. ]

Wha-- Dennis, are you hearing this? Do you see how mean he's being to me, right with you here too? [ Impossible!! ] Tidus, how can you suggest I go without sugar?!

[jingyeets]

Only 'cause of Jinnjar.

( If that's going to end up their incidental line, he can roll with that. The train for him is that same microcosm, minus the concept of multiple species; Jinnjar had considered itself all human. He leans against whatever surface is convenient, arms crossed over his chest loosely. )

Usual people, living usual lives, in a place of insanely tall buildings, with all this "technology" and these inventions I've never heard of, let alone seen in action. Sounds kind of fun, really.

( A small shift from his more general resting face of neutrality or irritation; Jingyi in repose has a tendency to look serious in spite of himself. Which might explain something about why he's so often talking. Like now, with the curl of his lips up at one corner. )

Like someplace worth seeing. I can't recommend my home the same ways—most of you would hate it, you'd all stand out far too much, and with everyone's shorn hair, you won't even look filial. Gusu Lan would be polite, we always are, but even our guests live under our precepts in lightened form. Yet there's nowhere as beautiful as our mountains, our waterfalls, the forests, the rivers on one side, the sea on the far side. No impressive machines, no cities that build so high they're in the skies, and... ( he pulls himself out of the nostalgia that's bordering on homesickness from just one month, shaking his head. ) ... And frankly, only shades of black and brown hair, mostly black and brown eyes. Do you have any idea how overwhelming the train is, let alone Jinnjar, with how insanely different people look from each other here? It's like a... a... ( uncrossing his arms to gesture, searching for words. ) Like a field of vibrant wildflowers dancing in the wind on a blinding spring day. Who can look away?

( He sounds mildly annoyed by this. )

[blitzcheer]

[ He could fight Jingyi on his certainty of beauty, but that's a fight without a winner, only an outlook Tidus can sympathise with. A homesickness too, from the different sides.

But it's the last that he says that gets a scoff out of Tidus, a grin that turns playful. ]

You know, I'm starting to think I can guess everyone from the same kind of world as you by the people who talk about the hair. [ Hair, always hair! ]

And every time it comes up, I say you can change your hair too! But you won't either, huh? Don't want to try a blond? This brand's staying in pretty well.

[ He gestures to his hair. ]

[jingyeets]

( A firm shake of his head. )

No, no, this is the body I was born with, wasn't it? You say that, but it's disrespectful to my parents to cut my hair, let alone change colours, without their permission!

( Which is a moot point. He couldn't ask even if he wanted to, but he looks vaguely... offended? No, yes, he looks offended after that, nose a touch wrinkled. )

Besides, I look good like this. Why alter perfection?

( and then there's a s m i r k; he's not serious, but he also does think he looks perfectly fine. conceptually, changing hair colour is so weird to him he just decides to be amused by it over anything else. )

Though hey, hey, what's your born colour, then?

[blitzcheer]

I mean, if we let your parents know about these colours and got some permission...

[ He frames it as a joke, nothing serious, a slow note aiming for mischievous that lasts only a beat after he trails off, then disappears with an airy chuckle off his lips. ]

But, it's brown! You see? [ He nods his head, keeping it lowered to show his roots and :O face for a moment to the ICP's screen. Time has given him more hair to show the colour more. ]

Got it done a year ago - 'cause I'm not afraid of having some fun!

[ Look, he's got to say that. To defend his honour and changing his hair colour! ]

[jingyeets]

( Jingyi snorts at the joke, shrugging his shoulders with a carelessness that isn't affected. )

More luck asking my sect leader.

( He's aware of the dead being brought here, but as far as he knows, that hasn't included either of his parents, and he would never bank on that changing. Nor, if he's honest, would he recognise them on sight. It's not a thought to linger over. Though why Xue Yang gets to live again while here is something he won't touch on. So! Rude! Train! )

Hah, so that's fun, huh? When're you getting it done again? 'less you're growing it out for the sun-touched look.

( Reminds him of some fur, the colour gradation right now. Darker at the base and lighter at the tips. )

[blitzcheer]

Wow, a few people. [ Huh! Tidus nods his head at the names. ] That's lucky; not everyone gets to be around company. Hmm, don't think I know them... they come around the same time you did?

[ Granted, he doesn't know everyone, but the names don't stick out in a way that clicks in his head.

...then again, they get so many people coming and going, it shouldn't be surprising. ]

[blitzcheer]

[ The suggestion had been far from serious anyway, so Tidus doesn't linger on the reasoning, of any implication. Who knows who's around, here or back home, and in the world of the living? A dumb joke before moving onto another.

Which leads to a shrug from a single shoulder. ] Eh, I don't have any plans for now. I like it, but when you're stuck on a train and all you do is go out and fight-

[ He waves a hand. ]

Who cares about your hair? ...well, you care about yours. [ Right? So he figures. Safe to make that exception in his point. ] But no one's got eyes on me these days, so let's see what happens.

[jingyeets]

( ... Man, he hates knowing things sometimes, because he should not start laughing at that, but he definitely does. )

Isn't you liking it reason enough? Not sure what you mean when you say you don't got eyes on you these days—( literally, was this a thing from back home, is this related to the forever lady love in his heart that Jingyi Definitely Does Not Know About No Sir, is it some completely different social concept Jingyi's missing because he's not Zanarkandian, who knows? )—but I'm sure at least some people care if you like your hair.

So what's the name of the stuff you use?

[blitzcheer]

[ What's that worth laughing about! He just rolls his eyes, an exasperated scoff- nothing actually frustrated, but really! ]

I'm just saying, I was a celebrity back home - I had more attention on me! It makes you more conscious, you know? [ Pah. ] But I'm not that bothered anymore.

[ Ugh. There's a lot of reasons, but none he's going to get into over a public network, or to this guy! ...but mainly the public speakers part. ]

Why? You want some now? What, the brand, or just what people call it?

[jingyeets]

( It's funny, okay, but he waves a hand in response, still grinning. )

You know, before a week ago I wouldn't know what that even meant. You do you, it's just funny you say you do it for yourself, and now you don't, because now you're just let out to fight. Maybe it'd be a good breather if you did. Stuff you decide for yourself instead of when the train stops and opens its doors to tell us "go forth and do something."

( He knows what celebrity means in his world, within his realms of that world, and that his childhood hero is the man who is... weirdly here three times over, but still. Hanguang-jun didn't act or perform to public eyes. He followed his own sense of justice, he was swift and decisive and amazing and this is Lan Jingyi's essay on why Hanguang-jun is The Best and Most Impressive Cultivator of their Senior Generation, tied with Wei Wuxian, for similar reasons. )

Curious more than anything else, I don't feel like spending the next few months in train-seclusion or in handstands all day.