Fantasy Christmas in Fantasy August (Sunny Starlight) "Okay," Frisk says, staring dubiously at the Zora in a Santa Claus suit who looks like he's about to die of heatstroke. "How? Okay, two questions. Whyyyyyy? This isn't- how- I can understand weird summoned eidolon thingies being shared across worlds because of mystical mumbo jumbo, but Christmas? Seriously??? I mean, not to disrespect your faith or whatever, but how the heck did the concept of Santa Claus get to Vaikuntha? Did jolly ol' Saint Nick get pulled through the cloud or something????" They throw up their hands in confusion. Truly, the Dream Width was a mysterious thing.
Raising the Roof (Midnight Airship + Fireworks) This time, Frisk didn't smuggle in booze and illegal fireworks/borderline military ordinance into the party. Rather, they casually mingle with the rest of the attendees, joking, flirting, performing several party tricks (Steal is not just for stealing, funnily enough), and when the bass drops, cutting an absolutely gnarlyradwicked rug on the dancefloor. It turns out that having the best possible Speed rating is pretty good for breakdancing, too.
Living in the Future (Shopping) As part of their "adjust to the fact that I can no longer expect to talk 90% of the enemies I fight down and I'll need to actually fight back" plan, Frisk had taken to perhaps unauthorized field trips to the less dangerous but still very dangerous plains of Vaikuntha, and... grinding. Lots and lots and lots of grinding. It was actually kind of disturbing how easy it was when they thought of it in that light, really. Point was, they managed to amass a decent amount of gil, which combined with their bounty from Leviathan, turned out to be more than a decent amount of gil. Well, they did have a more than decent amount of gil, which they all promptly blew on outfits, fancy throwing weapons, accessories (both the normal and stat-enhancing kind), and shiny pairs of wakizashis. Yay poor impulse control!
Dangerous Games (Mini Sparks Golsaucia) Unfortunately for Frisk, blowing all their cash meant that they had nothing left to buy even more frivolous purchases with. So they turn to the only avenue available to them to earn gil in the big city: street performance in Mini Sparks Golsaucia! More precisely, a very dangerous, sharp juggling act. Currently, they're juggling two kunai, a shuriken, somebody's Kuja plush, a tomato, and a very confused moogle. A fedora lies at their feet, overflowing with gil. "Batta batta batta up five hundred gil to add something to the juggling a thousand if it's sharp fifteen hundred if its sharp and heavy c'mon c'mon c'mon see the amazing Wonder Frisk juggle all your worldly possessions c'mon only five hundred gil to add something to the loop batta batta batta," they patter almost hypnotically.
I Just Detest a Man Afraid to Go Home in the Dark (Housing) As a result of spending pretty much every night on the airship, Frisk invariably comes home early in the morning, dead on their feet but always with a deliriously happy smile on their face. They don't even bother taking off their clothes as they crash into their bed, and they're asleep within seconds, barely giving a tired wave and greeting to any roommates that might be awake. However, the boundless energy of youth means they're always up just a few hours later, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, scarfing down cereal and toast before rushing out the door again, always making sure to say goodbye to Papyrus and whoever else may be rooming with them.
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"Okay," Frisk says, staring dubiously at the Zora in a Santa Claus suit who looks like he's about to die of heatstroke. "How? Okay, two questions. Whyyyyyy? This isn't- how- I can understand weird summoned eidolon thingies being shared across worlds because of mystical mumbo jumbo, but Christmas? Seriously??? I mean, not to disrespect your faith or whatever, but how the heck did the concept of Santa Claus get to Vaikuntha? Did jolly ol' Saint Nick get pulled through the cloud or something????" They throw up their hands in confusion. Truly, the Dream Width was a mysterious thing.
Raising the Roof (Midnight Airship + Fireworks)
This time, Frisk didn't smuggle in booze and illegal fireworks/borderline military ordinance into the party. Rather, they casually mingle with the rest of the attendees, joking, flirting, performing several party tricks (Steal is not just for stealing, funnily enough), and when the bass drops, cutting an absolutely gnarlyradwicked rug on the dancefloor. It turns out that having the best possible Speed rating is pretty good for breakdancing, too.
Living in the Future (Shopping)
As part of their "adjust to the fact that I can no longer expect to talk 90% of the enemies I fight down and I'll need to actually fight back" plan, Frisk had taken to perhaps unauthorized field trips to the less dangerous but still very dangerous plains of Vaikuntha, and... grinding. Lots and lots and lots of grinding. It was actually kind of disturbing how easy it was when they thought of it in that light, really. Point was, they managed to amass a decent amount of gil, which combined with their bounty from Leviathan, turned out to be more than a decent amount of gil. Well, they did have a more than decent amount of gil, which they all promptly blew on outfits, fancy throwing weapons, accessories (both the normal and stat-enhancing kind), and shiny pairs of wakizashis. Yay poor impulse control!
Dangerous Games (Mini Sparks Golsaucia)
Unfortunately for Frisk, blowing all their cash meant that they had nothing left to buy even more frivolous purchases with. So they turn to the only avenue available to them to earn gil in the big city: street performance in Mini Sparks Golsaucia! More precisely, a very dangerous, sharp juggling act. Currently, they're juggling two kunai, a shuriken, somebody's Kuja plush, a tomato, and a very confused moogle. A fedora lies at their feet, overflowing with gil. "Batta batta batta up five hundred gil to add something to the juggling a thousand if it's sharp fifteen hundred if its sharp and heavy c'mon c'mon c'mon see the amazing Wonder Frisk juggle all your worldly possessions c'mon only five hundred gil to add something to the loop batta batta batta," they patter almost hypnotically.
I Just Detest a Man Afraid to Go Home in the Dark (Housing)
As a result of spending pretty much every night on the airship, Frisk invariably comes home early in the morning, dead on their feet but always with a deliriously happy smile on their face. They don't even bother taking off their clothes as they crash into their bed, and they're asleep within seconds, barely giving a tired wave and greeting to any roommates that might be awake. However, the boundless energy of youth means they're always up just a few hours later, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, scarfing down cereal and toast before rushing out the door again, always making sure to say goodbye to Papyrus and whoever else may be rooming with them.