Doki Doki Vaikuntha Club (Act 1)

[peninhand]

Who: Anyone signed-up for the plot!
When: July 27th
Where: Curti Center
What: Monika's opened a literature club and the members have to share a poem together for this event. It can be embarrassing, but there's nothing to lose!
Warnings/Notes: No warnings whatsoever! Listen to this track to enhance your poem sharing experience.

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[songbird_slayer]

That all depends, I think. If these naps take place at night, that sounds like a full night's sleep.

As for you, tsk tsk! You really should rest your mind at night. Heals the bones, too. Then you can wake up refreshed and ready for a full day of puzzling!

[einspine]

[Dang it. That's... logical. Very logical.

But he huffs anyway, arms crossed because, dang it! He doesn't want to be like Sans.]

BUT TOO MUCH REST MEANS SO MUCH LOST TIME! I CAN UNDERSTAND... SHORT NAPS, PERHAPS. BUT THAT MANY HOURS. I COULDN'T BEAR TO RISK SUCH CRUCIAL SCIENCE OPPORTUNITIES!

[Well, that, and some. Other reasons.

Less happy reasons.]

[songbird_slayer]

You're allowed little naps.

[She wagged her finger at him.]

You ought take better care of yourself, dear.

[einspine]

[He scoots back a bit, hands up and smile... as crooked as it can be with his skull shape, really. He's on the spot now!]

DOES PERSONAL FITNESS NOT COUNT AS TAKING CARE OF MYSELF? AND I DO SHOWER DAILY, POLISH MY BONES, AND DRINK PLENTY OF MILK.

[songbird_slayer]

Do you? Why it certainly does. It's no wonder you always look so... [A gesture, the sweep of a hand.] Dashing.

How does one polish their bones, however? I realize I know nothing at all about skeleton maintenance.

[einspine]

[Oh. MORE FLIRTING? And right in the middle of a club. Oh nooooo. Do pardon the skeleblush because flattery is his weakness!

Ahem. Well. No matter! He's got this.]

YES. OF COURSE! MY HANDSOME PHYSIQUE IS ALL DUE TO A VERY CAREFULLY CALCULATED SELF-CARE REGIMEN.

[He bumps a hand against his chest. Yes. Confidence. Very confident.]

AS FOR THE POLISHING, A CAREFUL COMBINATION OF SHOWERS FOLLOWED BY A SPECIAL FORMULA CALCULATED BY MY GENIUS BRAIN! ...THAT MAY OR MAY NOT CONTAIN SOME WAX FOR ADDED SHINE.

[songbird_slayer]

[She tapped her chin.]

...What else do you formulate with your genius brain? I tend to tinker, myself, but always wanted to work on some form of alchemy.

[einspine]

WELL, IN TERMS OF CHEMICAL CONCOCTIONS, I USUALLY JUST IMPROVISE. BUT I'VE ACHIEVED SOME INCREDIBLE EFFECTS! FOR EXAMPLE, A SPLASH OF THE CORRECT CHEMICALS CAN ALTER THE VERY NATURE OF ENEMY MAGIC, CHANGING THE ATTACK COLOR INTO MORE HARMLESS VARIETIES. I EVEN MANAGED TO TAKE A BASIC COOLNESS FORMULA, COMBINE IT WITH LASER EXTRACT, AND A TOUCH OF GROWTH SERUM TO CREATE THE ULTIMATE SPAGHETTI SAUCE!!!

[The stability of these things varies significantly, but he's not gonna mention the times his creations have backfired and blown up.

It's more impressive to focus on the successes!]

[songbird_slayer]

All of that for spaghetti sauce...? My, my. I ought show you some of my recipes, then. There aren't any vials of chemicals involved, but surely I can make things just as interesting for you!

What do you say?

[Heck with waiting for him to ask, let's have a dang date sometime, Papyrus.]

[einspine]

[GASP! Did she just invite him to cook with her? Wowie! She must really have confidence in his cooking abilities! Nobody ever asks him to go on epic cooking adventures. ...Besides Undyne. And sometimes Toriel. But not so much with Toriel these days.

...Right. He should. Probably respond. Because that's polite, and he is a gentlebones.

So he clears his nonexistent throat, trying to recover from his initial fluster.]

NYEH HEH HEH!!! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, ACCEPT YOUR OFFER! IN FACT, I HAVE FULL CONFIDENCE THAT IT WILL BE MORE THAN INTERESTING... BUT INVIGORATING! AND FASCINATING! AND OTHER EQUALLY POWERFUL WORDS TO EXPRESS INTEREST.

[...]

WHERE AND WHEN SHOULD IT BE?

[That seems. Important. Yes.]

[songbird_slayer]

[So enthusiastic, so eager! That's what she liked about him. He'd be a wonderful addition for the Lady of Bliss, perhaps performing some stage puzzlery and magic. But that's for another day.]

Why don't we try my place in Sparks Golsaucia? I've a full kitchen space. Grant me the time to clear a few things up with the theater that beg my attention...

[She reached up to give Paps a little boop where his nose would be.]

...So that I may grant you every last ounce of mine~

[einspine]

[GASP!!!! An invite to her own place. Wowie! That's so forward. Once again, the googlies are in full affect here.

...and then the boop happens and he blinks several times as he tries to process what just happened.

Nyeh. Heh heh... Do pardon the slightly red cheekbones. A flustered skeleton is he.]

RIGHT! OF COURSE!! I'LL JUST HAVE TO MAKE SURE FRISK IS SET WITH A WHOLESOME MEAL AND PLENTY OF THINGS TO DO. AND THEN I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL ALSO GRANT MY TIME. BECAUSE IT'S IMPORTANT TO BE ON AN EVEN PLAYING FIELD!

[Probably? It makes sense in his head.]

[songbird_slayer]

Certainly. I'll send a message to the iMog when I'm ready.

Until then, allow me to go thank our gracious hostess for holding this wonderful club. I can only imagine the hard work she's put into making this whole thing possible!

[She bowed, and stood, beginning to gather her things.]