I can move mountains, I can work a miracle [OPEN]

[rassera]

WHO: The residents of Nonah 05 + YOU!
WHERE: Nonah, Residence #005
WHEN: All month long (January)
WHAT: Nonah 05 open log for January Shenanigans
WARNINGS: Obligatory Bull and Tetsuo warnings apply.


Starters will be appearing in the comments. If you want something specific from any one person (Kaneda rassera, Tetsuo iamtetsuo, Bull rideme and Ken amadaman), feel free to drop them a line and ask! Otherwise, feel free to add your own starters for the whole household or individual residents as you like.

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[iamtetsuo]

[What has he done.]

No.

[What's that? Actual emphasis on a word instead of a lifeless flat tone? This must be doing something.


Do you realize, Komasan, he's speaking softly and you can still hear him?]

[monge]

[Haha, that would only be noticeable to someone who pays attention.]

Ah, okay! Then you rest up, zura! Sleep off all your food and remember that I love you very much, zura!

[For whatever reason, Komasan still believes the problem is that he's too full, not that he doesn't want to play. He'll just have to try again another time, think of something even better than a top. It'll be hard, but he's sure he can do it.

Until then, he leaves Tetsuo. For now.]

[iamtetsuo]

[And now it's leaving again, oka- WAIT HANG ON]

.....


What the?

[That too is soft, and probably asked after Komasan's left; it takes Tetsuo a minute to process what the Komainu just said.




This... really is a dream, isn't it? WHAT?]

[monge]

[If Tetsuo dreams of adorable little animals, what does that really say about him?

As if on a timer of some sort, Komasan comes again, exactly another half an hour later. His...determination has yet to die down, and thankfully he's forgotten about the shouting thing.

He knocks.]

Hello, it's me again, zura! Are you all rested, can I come in yet, zura? I promise I won't make a mess in your room, I'm a very good guest, zura!

[iamtetsuo]

What do you want?

[Tetsuo, come on, you should know the answer to this...

Also, that's not another 'no'.]

[monge]

[What does he want?]

Er...mostly soft cream, zura.

But we can get dessert once you feel better, we probably shouldn't go outside right now anyway, zura.

[Tetsuo meant in general, right?]

S-So can I come in, zura? We don't have to play if you don't want to, but I still think we can be friends, zura. ...I...I know I might not look that cool, but I'll try really really hard if you give me a chance, zura!

[iamtetsuo]

[He flops back down on the bed again, not letting this strange .. bizarrely cutesy not!statue ruin a perfectly good session of self pity and misery wallowing.]

Go away.

[You must be this cool to ride the friendship train.




Almost no one has a ticket to this train.]

[monge]

[...Go away?

Somehow "no" felt better, it meant he could come back and try again. "No" was basically "not right now" to him. But go away? Did...did he not want him around? But that's impossible, why would someone want to lock themselves up in their room like that? He couldn't be a shut in, he was too cool for that kinda stuff. So then...

Oh.

Oh no.

Is...is he scared of him?]

Do...do you not wanna play because I'm a youkai, zura?

[iamtetsuo]

[You know... he's just... not gonna touch that one.]

[monge]

[HIS SILENCE SAYS IT ALL.

There's a distinct wobble to his voice now, it takes everything within Komasan not to burst out in tears. He's scary, he's a monster. How will he ever make friends with the cool kid now?!]

I-I'm sorry, zura! I-I can't help what I am, zura!!

[iamtetsuo]

[It would take one monster to know another, wouldn't it. More silence, more si- oh, wait, there's muffled mumbling.]




What do you wanna get in here so badly for?

[That quiet, toneless, dead quality's returned to his voice.]

[monge]

[There's a soft thud-like noise as Komasan begins to press his face against the door at this point.]

I really like you, zura.

[That's it. That's his only reason.]

[iamtetsuo]

........




Why....?

[IS THIS WEIRD.


THIS IS WEIRD.]

[monge]

Because you're so cool, zura...

[Why is he whispering? Why did he say that like some kind of weird over-dramatic weirdo? Why is he still here? Nobody knows.]

[iamtetsuo]

[No.

He's really not. Cool people don't get killed. They don't get humiliated on the network for all to see. They're not powerless fuckups who can't get ANYTHING right.

His head turns partly towards the door, still buried face down in the sheet.]

Go find someone else...

[monge]

But...

[Removing his head from the door, he taps his paws together. He's never met someone so against friendship before, it's actually kind of strange.]

...I don't want anyone else, zura.

[iamtetsuo]

[All cool guys are against friendships. That's what makes them loner rebels.

Tetsuo doesn't budge from his spot.]


Someone send you?

[monge]

N-No, I don't know a lot of people here, zura...

[He almost sounds embarrassed to admit that.]

I'm...I'm "new," zura... So I thought...I thought we could be friends, zura...

[iamtetsuo]

I don't need friends.

[Said way too quietly and way too bitterly for that to be true. If anything, he just sounds depressed.]

[monge]

[Uh, yeah, no offense, but that doesn't sound all that convincing.]

Maybe you don't need friends, but...do you want friends, zura?

[iamtetsuo]

No.

[monge]

Oh...

That's very sad, zura.

[iamtetsuo]

[More quiet.



You've got your work cut out for you here, Komasan.]

[monge]

[There's a sliding sound against the door as Komasan presses his back against it and sits down. If he can guard a shrine by sitting still and doing absolutely nothing for over 300 years, then he can pep talk a guy by his door for however long it takes.

He can be patient.]

Then...can we be not-friends and just spend time together, zura?

[iamtetsuo]

Not really.

[It won't take 300 years, but only because his lifespan isn't that long.]