Kaneda Shotaro [金田 正太郎] (
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And we'd sing along with the crowds beneath the candy-coated clouds
WHO: Nonah 05 and YOU!
WHERE: Nonah 005
WHEN: May 5th
WHAT: Children's day! Nonah 05 will be celebrating the holiday to help Ken feel better about losing Dipperfor a week.
WARNINGS: Not that I can think of.

[Kaneda and Maya had worked all night to prepare this for Ken. With Dipper gone, it seemed like the boy had slumped into a depression. When he wasn't interacting with people he was often alone in his room, completely shut down emotionally and only really functioning to prove he was 'okay'. Kaneda had watched him walk to and from school, see the blank stare he gave when ever he passed...noticed the way Koromaru simply followed out of worry for his young friend...It wasn't right to just leave him like that, either. So with a couple off late night shopping trips and 5 hours to prepare, Kaneda and Maya set to work.
Wait, for what?
May 5th. Children's Day in Japan. A holiday they both knew about, and while they didn't really practice the full extent of the holiday, could probably haphazardly pull off a decent attempt. A day when one prays for a Children's health and they are praised for their individuality and creativity. A day where children are appreciated for being just that: children. What a perfect holiday to let Ken know that his family is here for him, right?
Anyone who stops by can see little handmade koi-nobori hanging from the balcony, some decorations like streamers above the door to the place, paper cranes scattered through the house, and a lazy but calm sort of atmosphere filling the entire house. Now what exactly did Maya and Kaneda get that night to do?
ORIGAMI
Anyone who goes to the kitchen table will see tons of coloured paper scatters in neat little piles across it. It ranges from red to blue, green, yellow, any colour of the rainbow, really, and a few instructions on how to make everything from paper cranes to kabuto to little hopping frogs. There's plenty of instructions to choose from, your character could find probably anything there! Sit down and start folding!
FOOD
Of course, what would a party be without food? Just behind the table with the origami is the counter which seems to be scattered with plates of food arranged much like a buffet. It's nothing big, things like onigiri, several bowls of chirashi and kashiwa mochi as a little treat, thanks to Aunt Cass providing both the ingredients and the oak leaves (seriously how did she collect those, the woman is magic). Every now and then Kaneda'll wander in to make sure there's still enough food out for everyone, so it consistently stays full. Tea will also be out should anyone want something to drink, but of course its Nonah 05 and whatever they don't have out...feel free to just grab it from the fridge. No one's stopping you.
KOI-NOBORI
Windsocks weren't easy to come by late at night the night before a holiday. America didn't really celebrate this holiday like they did in Japan, and the only stores that were open at midnight only had the basic of craft supplies. But Kaneda is nothing if now creative, and grabbed some paper tubes and construction paper to throw onto the coffee table, should anyone try and make their own to hang from the balcony with the others.
Overall, it's a makeshift holiday done at the last minute, but much like the rest of Nonah 05, it's got it's own charm.
So enjoy, Nonah 05 and anyone who visits! It's a day to celebrate the kids that live there (mostly Ken) and most importantly, to have fun. Something this house desperately needs more of sometimes!]
WHERE: Nonah 005
WHEN: May 5th
WHAT: Children's day! Nonah 05 will be celebrating the holiday to help Ken feel better about losing Dipper
WARNINGS: Not that I can think of.

CHILDREN'S DAY 【子供の日】
[Kaneda and Maya had worked all night to prepare this for Ken. With Dipper gone, it seemed like the boy had slumped into a depression. When he wasn't interacting with people he was often alone in his room, completely shut down emotionally and only really functioning to prove he was 'okay'. Kaneda had watched him walk to and from school, see the blank stare he gave when ever he passed...noticed the way Koromaru simply followed out of worry for his young friend...It wasn't right to just leave him like that, either. So with a couple off late night shopping trips and 5 hours to prepare, Kaneda and Maya set to work.
Wait, for what?
May 5th. Children's Day in Japan. A holiday they both knew about, and while they didn't really practice the full extent of the holiday, could probably haphazardly pull off a decent attempt. A day when one prays for a Children's health and they are praised for their individuality and creativity. A day where children are appreciated for being just that: children. What a perfect holiday to let Ken know that his family is here for him, right?
Anyone who stops by can see little handmade koi-nobori hanging from the balcony, some decorations like streamers above the door to the place, paper cranes scattered through the house, and a lazy but calm sort of atmosphere filling the entire house. Now what exactly did Maya and Kaneda get that night to do?
ORIGAMI

FOOD

KOI-NOBORI

Overall, it's a makeshift holiday done at the last minute, but much like the rest of Nonah 05, it's got it's own charm.
So enjoy, Nonah 05 and anyone who visits! It's a day to celebrate the kids that live there (mostly Ken) and most importantly, to have fun. Something this house desperately needs more of sometimes!]
Ken, 5am
When finished, he practically ran up the stairs, parkouring his way from banister to the upper guardrail and vaulted himself over, heading for Ken's room. His comm clock had read 5am when he'd started prepping everything to show Ken, setting his 'breakfast' on the table, decorated by little paper cranes and streamers around his chair, chirashi on the counter should he want something to snack on...
Eggs in the fridge in case he wanted tamagoyaki to go with it.
He doesn't even bother knocking, but he doesn't burst in like he normally does. The knob turns and he steps in, making his way towards the lump of preteen on his bed. There's a soft wave to Koromaru, winking to let him know he's got something planned...before he tries to snake his arms underneath the boy to try and pick him up.]
Oi, Ken! Time to get up!
[Today's important, after all.]
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He did not want to be bothered yesterday, or the day before, or the days before that, but today he does not want to be bothered at all. Just yesterday, his school had finally tried to send him home early. He refused, instead pretended to sleep in the nurse's office for half an hour to satisfy her, and had pushed on.
He's awake when Kaneda comes in, debating if he wanted to call out of school or not. They wouldn't question it. But the thoughts are interrupted, instead, by the sound of footsteps bounding up the stairs. He knows it's Kaneda before the knob even turns, and he shuts his eyes tightly as he listens to him approach. When Kaneda's arms wiggle in under him, Ken grasps his blanket tightly with one hand and the edge of his mattress with the other. He's still light that Kaneda wouldn't have any trouble peeling him off the bed, but he still puts up this resistance.]
It's too early for that, Kaneda-san, [he protests.]
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Huhp--Today it is. Today...you're getting out of this bed.
[Granted, he did that for school, but he's convinced Ken adopted a zombie form for those 8 hours.]
Commmmeeeeeon. [And with a hoist, he gives a tug to try and break that grip.]
We've got something for ya, alright?
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Kaneda | OTA
Origami
[Origami was one of those things Kaneda had basic skills in. He could do the usual paper crane or kabuto, but he'd never really dove into it beyond that. Honestly, the helmets were what he liked most--armoured heroes who fight and ward away spirits, what's not to like about that? He remembers hearing those stories, and even reading about them in the children's home. Of course Kaneda would've liked the heroes in armor, that was practically what he was here, wasn't he? That child-like wonder is not lost on him, even now, as he folds yet another one, this one blue to match the red one he'd started making. He has papers lined up in all the colours underneath his wrist as he folds, green to come after that, then purple, then yellow, and then pink tucked away at the bottom.
His eyes, still a little tired from last night and the incident this morning, at least regain some of that sparkle they had as he slowly works on building his samurai helmet army, stacking them in a carefully constructed pyramid the more he makes. There's something relaxing about it, too, although it might be solely because his body was finally feeling refreshed after that all nighter. High off his own endorphins from a good morning's nap on the couch.
Today would still be okay, he thinks as he puts the green one next to the blue one, starting on the purple next. Depending on when you find him, he'll either be just starting out his little army, or he'll have stacked a considerable amount on the table, multiple pyramids each ranging with red, blue and green at the bottom, purple and yellow in the middle, and pink at the top.]
Eto...
[Now where's that next sheet of paper.]
Food:
[Because Kaneda's never not going to be eating something, honestly. Chirashi was probably one of his favourite things about the holiday that he never got to experience back home. It was easy for kids to eat, and that meant easy for him to eat, too. All the food just seemed like something he would have loved as a kid, and now he's going to cash in on that by loading up his plate. He's not guilty in the slightest--there's more than enough to go around, and he helped make most of the stuff. Onigiri, the mochi...all of it as he reaps the rewards of pulling that all nighter with Maya.
He even starts to look better after eating, too, unwrapping that kashiwa mochi and biting into it, silently thanking Aunt Cass from the core of his being for those ingredients at such an early hour. If that stupid fish curry wasn't good for Ken, he knew he could at least win him back with this stuff. It's a little more professionally done, Maya having helped him shape the mochi just right with the anko, and the leaves are folded just right.
What can he say? Maya had won him over with the strawberry daifuku, and here he was standing in the kitchen with these, remembering that moment all over again.]
Balcony
[When he's not doing one of the two above, he's taking everyone's little koi (that Maya said everyone was too old for! GOSH!) to hang off the balcony overlooking the backyard. The wind wouldn't catch them like this, but they were quite a sight to see should you look up. It was quiet up here, and a moment for Kaneda to finally slow down after everything.
Thinking about what Maya had said the other night. When he wasn't busy setting up for this day and making sure Ken was at least doing okay, it was constantly running through his mind. That memory's as clear as day to him, despite the rest of that night being just a vague recap of things he only remembers slightly doing. Her soft voice and what she started to say...only to be cut off by the time limit they had to get something done.
Elbows rest on the balcony edge as he lets the wind cut through his hair, feeling it against his skin and just...relaxing. Today couldn't have been more perfect.
If you want to catch Kaneda by himself without all the huss and fuss of the activities, here's the place to do it!]
Origami
It's . . . purple next, isn't it? Maybe under the stack to the left?
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Right...purple comes after green.
[His fingers flick down under the stack she mentions, tilting the corner up to get a peek before his other hand slides some out.]
Ah, there they are! You're a genius. [Or just...really observant.]
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Balcony
But only when he looked past his shoulder as he touched down did he notice. The pokemon's face was the facial definition of 'uh...']
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Strange, he seemed way more at ease with Mewtwo like this than when he was in that human form. It was less...wrong. He offers the Pokemon a smile.]
Looking for a little peace and quiet too, huh?
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/stumbles into late - Balcony
Not to mention he didn't know how not to say no to free food or a celebration! Of course he doesn't know the occasion but he was rather curious!
The fact that the wind wasn't even blowing on a day when banners should be flowing was sort of sad actually, so he sort of shifted behind the corner and discreetly used his powers to make them blow. There, much better! Of course he couldn't stay there forever or it would come off as suspicious.]
Ah, pardon me! I'm sorry and sorry again it's just...Erm, well. I'm Keith, Keith Goodman. I'm an ImPort and I actually live in Heropa but. I happened to see what was going on. I hope it's alright to stop by?
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Tetsuo | OTA
What the hell is all this
[Tetsuo's unsure what he just walked in on at first, coming down the stairs to great smells and festive everything. Children's Day was barely a thing back in the home; they did a few things. It's no source of bitterness to him, though - something other people got but him. Something that not even his parents ever really did much for.
And they should have, if they'd cared at all.
Now, it's not fair. He's too old to consider himself a child, and like hell does he want anyone else to, but now it exists around him in a dark reminder of what his own childhood lacked. Does he join in? Does he just slink back upstairs and then mope about being left out?
He'll just stand here on the bottom step watching for a while while he decides.]
Origami
[Thanks to his adventures with Hazel, he's been practicing origami pretty hard for over two weeks now. He'd kept it largely hidden, trying to make sure Hazel doesn't catch on that he's angling to pick up skills, but it shows. Before, he could fold a lucky star, a frog, a fox face, small hats - the kind of thing that's easy in most cases, with little skill involved in most cases. The stars were what he was best at. He used to use them as ammunition.
Now, he's ignoring the instructions and going straight for cranes, pteranodons and tyrannosauruses. There's instructions, maybe he's just memorized them really, really fast. But he's also doing things that there may not be instructions for, largely because he never checked.]
Koi-Nobori
[Like hell he's not going to make one. Feigning initial disinterest, he drifts closer to the table until he's clear someone else is there first before sitting down. He's picking out colors he likes first - blue, white, green - before realizing that he could totally make Suiryuu and reaches for the closest thing they have to orange.
And over whoever else he's using as an excuse to take part of this in the first place. Sorry, not sorry. Don't be in his way.]
Food
[Whatever's worth getting is worth making someone else bring him, or snagging from across the room. He's busy enough working on his projects that he doesn't really want to go over there and run the risk of mingling.]
Absolutely Traditional Video Games
[Sometime late afternoon, Tetsuo gets bored of papercrafts and vanishes upstairs for a bit. When he appears again, it's to bring down his unspecified current gen game system and its collection of tons of games that Hazel got him for Christmas. Plenty of retro ones, some newer ones. Since he's such a generous, nice person and all, he's actually hooked up a second controller and is charging people with getting him stuff (see: another mochi) in order to play. Not many are exempt from this tax.
There's racing games, fighters, some party games too but he doesn't have enough controllers to do four player. If you want to donate controllers to this cause, that, too is an option. Since this is another universe, and these aren't the 'real' games from home, who cares what did what, have what you want. You can mandate that they turn the volume down, but good luck telling him to shut it down. Nope.
Just don't tell him to shut them down. He'll meander back to making stuff or wandering around once he's bored - so later in the evening, it'll be free for two people in general. Feel free to have at, he'll reclaim it all tomorrow.]
It's a chance for good memories, that's what
It wasn't like it was much. Just half a day. And all of those classes would be over soon, anyway . . . lost in thought while she unties her shoes, she doesn't really notice him until she looks up. ]
Ah, Tetsuo-kun!
Good morning.
He'd swear he's allergic to those
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Origami!
Wow, these are good, very good! I like them. Did you make them on your own?
[He didn't know the first thing about folding Origami so it's very truly impressive to him!]
Re: Origami!
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Origami!
[Aerith has wandered into Nonah 05 on a holiday, it looks like, but definitely not one she recognizes from home. It looks fun, though, and so does the origami Tetsuo's doing, so she hopes she's welcome there too.]
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Mewtwo | OTA
[Mewtwo was heading to his regular Nonah haunt...well, it wouldn't be 'regular' so much as it was 'the usual place Mewtwo crept on the housing project.' He noticed this time it appeared rather occupied with decorations of water type-like creatures raffling in the wind.
The pokemon touched down rather confused by this. Did this have to do with that cursed Mother's Day? He didn't feel it had a direct correlation with something like a mother. He instantly felt a freezing wave of awkward confusion. He should leave. But well, if he left...he'd look like a burglar wouldn't he?
It's perhaps better if he stepped down, draping over the balcony like a discontent bipedal cat. Maybe people would assume he was a stray...flying cat.]
Food
[Of course he's going to come down and take food. He didn't barge in right away to take the food. Mewtwo made his way through it, giving the impression that food wasn't the goal. (But it was.).
The pokemon floats over two mochis oh so casually, taking a seat as he snacks on it. He raises a hand to signal his pleasure with it.
He's not leaving anywhere soon, he's available for anyone to track him down and bother him for the next few moments.]
Koi_Nobori
[At the coffee table, Mewtwo is staring at the crafts in progress. Rather than participate, he's silently staying back to observe other people at work.
The patterns and colors proved interesting, but he remained unsure of their use other than decoration.
It's rare for him to participate at a party, but he wished to understand this holiday, whatever holiday this is. He'll stay, even if just for awhile.]
Food
The signing catches her a little by surprise, but at least it's not the first time she's seen something like that here. This time, it's almost comfortable to just let the comm handle it. ]
Heeh . . . you like them?
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Kururu | OTA
[ Children's day wasn't a day off here. None of the Golden Week holidays were, and without that atmosphere of celebration, it was easy to forget that they were passing by. It was just a morning like any other: her alarm going off far too early, the minutes of untangling herself from whoever or whatever had shifted over her in the night, getting changed and ready for school . . .
And walking out of the basement into a room decked out in festival colours.
She has to stop for a moment to take it in, a smile soft and bright as the morning sunshine growing as she moves into the kitchen. Someone . . . really went all out for this. Even the mochi . . . she leaves the tray full, grabbing just a quick cup of tea before heading for the door, but it's . . . really warming, more than the tea is, to see everything there.
Like waking up to find a little bit of home. ]
Origami
[ How long has it been since she did something like this? It's . . . been years, probably, her world having moved on to far more complex designs long before she'd even outgrown the celebrations of today.
One half eaten piece of mochi beside her, one half-drunk cup of tepid tea, she loses herself a bit in the shift from a (mostly) two dimensional sheet to a three dimensional design. Simple things first . . . a pair of birds, a dog and a puppy. A cat. More complex shapes follow—a pegasus, a lion, an angel. Another bird.
Humming softly, only dimly (but very comfortably) aware of the sounds around her, she settles in with a steel-grey sheet, folding and unfolding and folding again, an iron dragon slowly emerging from the folds. ]
Cleanup
[ With all the work Kaneda and Maya put into this, with Ken finally a little more happy . . . it wouldn't be right to leave them with tomorrow's chores, too.
As the evening wears on, she wanders through the rooms, gathering dishes and fallen fish scales, returning what's left of the arts and crafts to neat piles. Abandoned origami animals find a place in the study, making for a brightly coloured menagerie around Charley Jr.'s pot.
At some point, she might even pass you, gesturing to the cup or paper by your side. ]
Are you done with that?
origami o/
For his part, he's peacefully folding cranes and rabbits, each fold and crease precise and deliberate. He seems to find it relaxing. ]
Listen - you can't eat that. It doesn't taste nice. [ A little creature with a sound of its own whizzes around, attempting to snatch his latest project from his fingers. ]
Anyway, it's not for you. [ He finishes folding it - it's a dog, this time, in white paper.
He looks over at Kururu's, raising his eyebrows. That was very impressive. ]
That's turning out well. You like doing this?
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Bull | ota
[Okay so when he stomps out of his room in the morning, it's to a sudden flurry of cats chasing origami frogs down the hallway. Okay. That's. Unexpected. Not the flurry of running cats, but the fact they're chasing tiny paper things.]
... okay then.
[Because now there's more of it everywhere and Skinner proudly carrying one of the fish-looking banners around in her mouth. She probably ripped it off a pole. Did he sleep through some new holiday thing? Or someone's birthday? What?]
[He's just sort of standing in the hallway, scowling and still in his pajama pants, for anyone to run into.]
[FOOD FOOD FOOD]
[What the fuck who made all this shit? He owes them a few gold for this, surely. Maybe more. Because he's sort of in the process of inhaling one of said bowls. Pretty good!]
[But all the while, he's eyeing that mochi. And the leaf. What the hell is up with that? Do you eat the leaf? That's not an edible leaf -- it can't be. Why the fuck would you put that on the mochi stuff?]
[This is a very goddamn confusing day, if the Iron Bull has anything to say about it.]
[CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE]
[Bull, for the most part, will be observing and trying to keep Skinner and Dalish from charging around ruining things. Oh, and keep an eye on the kids.]
[Just in case.]
1st option. All of the ??? no one knows who even invited Keith
So when he reaches his hand out as he was half-crouching down. Unfortunately for him she swiped him good with his claws and hissed loudly, fur bristling up. He winced, hand jerking back automatically to his mouth to suck at his wound before he took note of a familiar face standing in the hallway with some surprise.]
A-ah! Oh. Sorry, I...didn't mean to intrude.
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[Ken wakes back up later in the morning after crying and falling asleep from exhaustion. He's still exhausted -- a week of not sleeping does that -- and he appears next to Bull before tipping over and leaning against him, as always just tall enough to lean more against his back than his butt.]
'S a holiday, in our country. Kaneda-san's idea.
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Food
The kashiwa mochi—have you had it before?
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Komasan | ota
[While everyone's messing around with their crafts, eventually Komasan calls out from his corner of the room, both excited and slightly confused with himself.]
Somehow it got this big, zura!
[Next to the tiny komainu is a giant origami dragon, that somehow doesn't seem like it could have been feasibly made with the amount of materials and time it took to make it. But...nope, there it is, and Komasan acts as if this is completely normal.]
Wildcard
[For anything else that might come up.]
Origami MASTERY
Komasan, that's amazing!
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[Kazu has basically done the bare minimum of origami possible in his life time. Something about those paper-thin figures giving the illusion of substance of sturdiness just... made him depressed. But since spotting Kururu working on a pegasus, Kazu had gotten sucked in. He was now sitting down, bent over the table as he painstaking tried to mimic Kururu's neat work.]
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