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'time to finish this game' I didn't know you COULD finish Skyrim. I'm personally far too busy picking mountain flowers and killing cave bears to involve myself in any war.
I started Skyrim this year for the first time on a whim. Really it's @flusendieb's fault for playing it, so I caved and got the PS4 version. And initially it was like... boring? Weird? Not my jam? But then I powered through and traveled to Riften and suddenly I'm the Master of the Thieves Guild, of course I built a stealth archer (never looked at any type of builds, but since then read up on stuff and lol, I am very basic), somehow ignored Morthal's existence, entered every dwarf ruin I could find and scream about it, and then look at the quest log with my level 30+ ass "oh right, the Greybeards want to speak to me"...
I also kept forgetting I was a werewolf and that I could clean a dungeon easily. XD But yeah, every new tiny little quest is immediately more important than any story progress or whatever. Now it's been like two months or so again since I played and I have forgotten everything about controls and whatever I wanted to do next. Maybe lament some more that I have all these nice trophy cases in the house that I can't use.
I guess you donât simply finsih Skyrim.
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Fluffy Days ~ Jumin Han x Reader
Everyone, when they looked at Jumin, they saw him for his position as the Director and future CEO of one of the top 5 biggest, wealthiest companies in South Korea, so it was needless to say that, before thinking of how much he worked to perfect himself to be the best version of a professional director as he can, despite the title being given hereditary, people would still think of all the riches he was blessed with.
Many, like Zen and Yoosung, would envy him for having so much money and being able to do anything he could even dream of, including any weird fantasy like creating a wine line specifically for cats, or a cat brand...
And only he knows what else he thought of, but never tried to give form to.
However, very few ever looked at him for being a hard-working man, business-orientated, rational, logical and always putting the benefit of the company above all else.
But...
Was Jumin truly happy the way he was?
That question was answered one day, when a certain maiden called Y/N found a weird phone on the ground, and somehow found herself joining this charity organisation called RFA, and given her profession as a Vet, and having enough money for herself, and obviously not being a materialistic gold-digger...
Well, the brunet man of the RFA found himself completely entranced by this mysterious woman, who, in time, will end up being his girlfriend, and even more, his fiancee.
In due time, though, there is no rush.
The other important question that even fewer people ever ask themselves was...
Was Jumin never stressed out or over-worked?
And the answer goes pretty obvious that yes, he was, rather often, but he masks that and tries to cope with it by retorting to his childish self that has been long locked away, and yet, sometimes resurfaces when needed, so he does silly cat projects.
Now that he has a lover, however, he can allow himself to go on dates, that began rather fancy, but upon her protest, became more relaxed and casual, preferring peace and content to extravagance and luxuries.
They would go on a picnic in the forest nearby, take impulsive trips to what-ever place they felt like, sometimes throwing a dart on a world map on the wall and going wherever it lands, or going on shopping sprees for whatever self-care items they felt like, doing skin care routines together from time to time, cuddling together in the cinema room, eating commoner cinema snacks that he has to admit, arenât too bad (although he wonât trade the âMelaninâ stake for popcorn).
There are, however, some days when he would just want to stay at home and cuddle with Y/N and Elizabeth the 3rd - Those days are definitely the most stressful and he needs to calm himself down before he bursts with weird emotions, which is something he prides himself to never do, and yet, he acknowledges the fact that it is not impossible, and he is still just a human, not a heartless robot as some claim he is.
As soon as he got home, Jumin sighed, going to his room, threw his blazer on the chair nearby, and folding up his sleeves, he let himself fall on his bed, looking at the ceiling with an exhausted and annoyed expression, before closing his eyes altogether, taking a few deep breaths to calm down.
Sighing at the deplorable state her beloved was in, she went to the bathroom and drew hot water, putting in some lavender bath salt, lighting up some incense sticks, some scented candles with lavender, vanilla and cinnamon, made the lights be dim, put bubble solution and waited until it was hot and steamy in the bath, as she searched for some calming Lo-Fi music, choosing some mountain sounds that had soft bird chirping and forest sounds included.
When everything was perfect, she threw in a Lush northern lights bathbomb, loving how great the purple and blue blended together, and went out, sitting on the side of the bed next to Jumin, gently brushing away the hair from his face and kissing his forehead.
âCome on, darling, I drew you a bath. Letâs help you relax a bit...Shall we?â she spoke in that soft voice that could always sooth his worries away.
He didnât have the power to say much, but humming positively, he sluggishly followed Y/N to the bathroom, where his eyes widen and how aesthetically pleasing and relaxing the bathroom became.
It was almost like he never had any idea how relaxing a bath can be, and not as much of a âchoreâ as he felt it was.
Y/N told him to take his clothes off already and get in the water before it gets cold, which seemed to make him chuckle in amusement, but did so without any protesting, and he found himself sighing at how good it felt having his sore, tense muscles tended by the hot water.
She pushed him gently down by the shoulders until he was up to his chin in water, then went to pour a glass of his favourite red wine for him to enjoy.
âIs this how you always take baths?â he asked in a lower voice. âMost of the time, yes. I make this ritual whenever I feel the need to properly relax, and it sort of became like a Pavlovian reflex, yâknow?â she snorter in amusement, sitting on the ground next to the bathroom. âI see...Now I understand why you were always looking forward to them.â he nodded slightly in agreement. âIâm happy if it can help you as well. I havenât seen you this stressed since the whole Sarah and Elizabeth the 3rd problem.â she gave him a sad smile, which made him look deep into her eyes with a pondering look. âI donât appreciate too many unexpected things coming up all at once.â he nodded, leaning back once again. âWhat kind of music is this?â âOh, this! Itâs called Lo-Fi, and itâs mostly for relaxing. It has all sorts of genres and types, but this, in particular, is a mountain Lo-Fi. Do you like it? I know itâs different to the classical music you always had, but I thought maybe a little change wouldnât hurt. I-I can change it back to Debussy and Vivaldi if you donât like it!â she blinked, her eyes widening at the realisation that she messed up, but he could only chuckle at her cute reactions. âI donât mind this. Itâs pretty nice. Perhaps, as you said, a change in the usual routine wouldnât hurt once in a while.â he gave her a soft smile, which left her weak to her knees. âSweet. Let me pamper you up a bit, then.â she grinned, as she started applying a hydrating face mask, putting two big cucumber slices on his eyes. âWhy...Are you doing all this for me, Y/N?â he asked, unsure of himself. âWhy? Because youâre stressed out an you need to relax, obviously.â she spoke as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. âYes, I know, but...Why...?â he asked again, putting emphasis on the last world. âOhh, I think I get what you mean. Because I love you, of course. I want to spoil you because you love me, and you care about me, and you make me happy, so of course, I want to do anything in my power to reciprocate and make sure you know how much I love you.â her words were so sweet and innocent that Jumin felt the burning need to throw away those stupid cucumber slices and look at her beautiful face, but decided against that impulse, so he wonât upset her and her thoroughly prepared routine.
After that, she took away the slices and gently washed away the cream-mask, in circular motions, as he massaged his face, and he truly felt in Heaven for the first time in ages.
If this wasnât bliss, he had no idea what else could be.
And if that wasnât enough, the shower gel she put on the sponge smelled like home-made chocolate, and as she gently rubbed his shoulders, arms and neck, he had to use all the self-restraint he had not to grab her arms and get her in the tub with him so he can hold her tightly to his chest and kiss her until he forgot to breathe altogether.
It lasted for at least an hour, but Jumin got a bit bored and restless of staying in the bathtub, and told the girl heâs done for now, she brought him his bath robe and told him to get in his sleeping wear while she cleans and organises stuff around the bathroom, as it was one of her little quirks, to have everything in order, which always amuses him since he does the exact same thing all the time, going as far as to scold Assistant Kang for not putting the folders on his desk at the exact millimeters specified.
As soon as she was ready, Y/N did a short night time skin care routine and went to her lover, cuddling with him and bringing out the laptop and putting on his favourite movie on the huge plasma TV that he only ever turned on thanks to her.
Jumin wasnât even sure if he was paying attention to the movie, as he let Y/N hug his head to her chest, gently playing with his hair in a way that made him almost sleepy, yet very warm and content, his past stress and worries being long eradicated.
He remembered her saying that since she was very little, and even now, when sheâs all grown up, she always loves crawling in her mumâs arms in bed and letting her play with her hair, as it was one of the few things that can combat her insomnia and help her sleep peacefully...
And now, she was doing it to him, and he felt more than honoured to be subject to such personal, intimate and comforting act of pampering.
That is the kind of privilege he would do anything to achieve, and it was happening to him, as the angel that his girlfriend is was always the one person who could somehow make him feel happy by merely existing.
Outside was a gorgeous night, and Juminâs dormitory was illuminated by nothing more than the twinkling stars and the glorious silvery light of the moon that was looking over the two lovers holding each other under the covers of the master bed, while faint jazz music played in the background, as it was one of their little before-sleep rituals, still feeling the little euphoria from the movie they just watched.
âJumin...I love you. And Iâm really grateful for everything youâve done for me. Never forget that, okay?â the h/c girl spoke in a gentle voice, as the man ran his fingers through her long locks, just as he would play with his catâs fur, and sheâd start purring. âI wonât forget, Y/N. Iâm glad you were able to convince me to meet up with you, despite the circumstances, back then when we barely knew each other. No, actually, I am glad that you found that phone.â Juminâs velvety voice spoke out, ringing in her ears. âWant to go out tomorrow? I have a free day tomorrow at the clinic. We can go have a walk through the forest or the park, if you want.â Y/N suggested, drawing shapes on the manâs chest absent-mindedly. âI donât see why not. Elizabeth the 3rd is at Vâs and Iâll have Assistant Kang erase everything from tomorrowâs schedule. I believe I had some meeting with another business with a group of women...Not something Iâm too fond of.â he groaned slightly, making the girl chuckle and raise slowly, resting her form on her elbow. âWhat, you donât want to throw around too many compliments and sickeningly sweet sugar-coated words in just one day?â she chuckled, a teasing smirk on her face. âThe more I look at you, the more you remind me of a vixen. I donât see any reason why I should carelessly throw around compliments to thirsty women who are only in it for my money and looks, when I could direct them all to that one person who holds my heart.â Jumin shot right back, making the girl dramatically put her hand over her heart, mimicking that she got shot by Cupidâs arrow. âMon Dieu, my ears canât believe what theyâre hearing, are you sure youâre not trying to charm me again?â she leaned down to plant a soft kiss on his lips, as one of her hands gently brushed away the fringe from his face. âThere is no end line to the path to someoneâs affections. I believe that once you found the special someone, one should continue to show their appreciation towards said person.â his words soothed her heart like a nice glass of rose syrup as he snaked his hands around her waist and brought her back into an embrace, her head resting on his shoulder. âYou always know how to make my heart beat like crazy.â she nuzzled her face in the crook of his neck, giggling softly, making the man shiver slightly. âJust like a fox.â he muttered, chuckling lightly.
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Ioun Bloodline Arcana
Whenever you have an ioun stone orbiting you or implanted, you bond with that stone. You may telekinetically recall one bonded stone within 20 feet per Sorcerer level, causing it to orbit your head as a swift action. You may use ioun stones as thrown weapons that function as darts and deal bludgeoning damage, and you are considered proficient with them. The stones count as magic for the purpose of overcoming damage reduction. You lose your bond with any stone out of your possession after 24 hours.
I need to unpack this a little. My evaluation is fairly mean, but this ability is a C+/B- - because of the Bloodline Powers.
First of all, the paragraph needs to be reorganized:
Whenever you have an ioun stone orbiting you (or implanted, for that matter), you bond with that stone. You lose your bond with any stone out of your possession after 24 hours. As a swift action, you may telekinetically recall into orbit one bonded stone within 20 feet per Sorcerer level. You treat ioun stones as thrown weapons with which you are proficient; they function as darts, but deal bludgeoning damage and count as magic for the purpose of overcoming damage reduction.
There we go: actions required before effects, passive abilities before active ones, generalities before specifics, normal rules before exceptions, and relevant tangents in parentheses.
Effectively, this gives you an ability slightly better than a cantrip, but in contradictory ways.
The first contradiction:
As a swift action, you may telekinetically recall into orbit one bonded stone within 20 feet per Sorcerer level.
Bonus Feats: Acrobatic, Craft Wondrous Item, Magical Aptitude, Quick Draw, Point-Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Skill Focus (Knowledge [history]), Throw Anything.
You wonât want to use Quick Draw (iterative attacks [like you have any] for thrown weapons) because of the action restriction. Now, the recall ability exists both for the attacking and to combat kleptos from yoinking your stones, so maybe thatâs for balance. However, given the capstone power, I suspect itâs because someone thought returning (a +1 enchantment that makes thrown weapons work like how they say boomerangs do) would be too powerful for first level characters to have.
(<3 Bowie-sama.)
The second way itâs contradictory is in range. Most attack cantrips work at Close range (25 ft. + 5 ft./2 levels, meaning 25 to 75 ft.). Darts have five range increments of 20 ft., with a cumulative -2 penalty on increments two through five. Yes, your maximum range with recall becomes available at 5th level. However, you will always take a penalty to match the maximum range of the cantrip (even though you can exceed it). Further, since most attack cantrips use ranged touch attacksÂč and you still have to roll against armor, youâre not going to hit shit.
You are still better off with a crossbow, given that to use either you need to be within closing range of, say, an enemy Fighter. (I will make a big stink about this point when I review Reserve feats.)
So, onto the second question: how exactly are these
(DMG 3.0 and 3.5, but art with similarly sized stones exists all over.)
comparable to something like this?
The dart used in D&D/Pathfinder (pictured above: late Roman plumbata) is most closest to todayâs lawn dart, not the tiny things used in the game of the same name (though they do descend from the military ones). The comparison this Bloodline uses is a bit of a misnomer chosen for the sake of mechanics.
See, darts are mechanically nearly identical to sling bullets:
One dart weighs 1/2 pound (in D&D, at least). Sling bullets come in groups of 10 and such a group weighs 5 lbs. Math: itâs whatâs for dinner. (Bum bum bum.)
Both the dart and the sling deal 1d3 (Small) or 1d4 (Medium) damage.
Both have a crit of x2 with a normal crit range.
Both are simple weapons.
They vary in three respects: price (pft, weâre using magic items, which are loads more expensive than either), damage type (already accounted for), and range. As I explained above, slings have a range increment of 50 ft. (nice!), whereas darts have one of 20 (sad face!). So, the comparison is more to this:
Still, this seems off; ioun stones are usually shown to be really small, like pea-sized. Does any source (3.x, Pathfinder, fifth edition, something else) provide sizes to corroborate or contradict the art? Not that I could find.
Thus, I tracked down the stonesâ origins: Jack Vanceâs short story âMorreion,â coincidentally also about finding the sources of ioun IOUN stones. The ones in D&D are lifted from that (with Vanceâs permission; yes, they are copyright Vance, not TSR/WotC/Hasbro or Paizo). It took me a while to acquire the story (I had to use the regional interlibrary loan consortium), but right there at the beginning of chapter 2 (of 41 pagesÂČ) was what I sought:
âeach approximately the size of a small plum.â
A brief Wiki Walk told me that plums are about 2 to 7 cm (3/4âł to almost 3âł); Google confirmed about 1-3âł plums.
How big is a sling bullet? Well, Wiki claims about 1âł in diameter, though theyâre oblong. The key is that theyâre often made of lead. Ioun stones donât get weights, but thatâs easily waived (or else presumed to be irrelevant because of telekinetic force).
So yes, this ability is reasonable in principle.
In application, could/should this have been better? In all ways, yes. I will give my version of how this should have worked come the end of the week.
Is it a bad Arcana? Not really; Iâd give it a C+/B-, but mainly because of its interactions with your Bloodline Powers.
Âč The main exception to this is telekinetic projectile, which launches an item out to close range as a thrown weapon attack. The trade-off is that it deals 1d6 non-magical bludgeoning (regardless of what you throw) rather than 1d3 magic of an energy type. However, itâs an abomination for one reason: it also deals damage to the object thrown.
ÂČ Bear in mind the 41-page count while I explain some things - or, rather, go on a rant.
Jack Vanceâs Dying Earth series is one of the primary sources used to develop Dungeons & Dragons - hence âVancian castingâ (and Vecna, an anagram and homage). Had he not inspired the casting system, we likely would have had a spontaneous arcanist from the beginning. (Psionics have been spontaneous since Eldritch Wizardry [OD&D Supplement III, 1976]; had they not earned a reputation for being broken af, the would-be Sorcerer of 3rd edition would likely have been a Psion instead.)
I say all of this because neither H.P. Lovecraft nor Gary Gygax, both noted for their use of strange words, hold a candle to Vance. So horrendous is his diction that it took me several days to get through those 41 pages.
Mind you, I have a Masterâs in English with foci in literature (specifically Shakespeare) and linguistics; Iâm used to word choices people donât like and trained not to get annoyed by them.
This did.
Itâs like he sat down with a thesaurus and consulted it for the least-used words he could find for every word in dialogue and many words in narration. On top of that, the plot didnât make a lot of sense (there were lots of weird jumps in logic, in part because of the diction, but also just bizarre behavior). In the end, I felt I had wasted an interlibrary loan (What if I had accidentally damaged the book? Iâd have lost ILL privileges on this tripe!) and a lot of reading time I could have put towards The Starless Sea (which is due sooner and has a line waiting for it, but I wanted to get this post done).
I cannot speak fairly of the Dying Earth series because I havenât read enough of it, but the diction is something that Vance is noted for. I donât want to write off Gygaxâs tastes, but so many of the things I detest about D&D go back to his personal preferences, in particular Jack Vance. Iâm unsure if I will try again another time because I think Iâm being highly unfair, but seriously, I hated this.
At least we have IOUN stones. (No idea why Vance insists on the capitalization, but he does.) And grues. And robes of eyes. And several other nifty things.
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Seisho School Story - Chapters 6-10 (English Translation)
Happy birthday, Hikari!!! âš đ
Chapter 6
Mahiru: Karen-chan, Hikari-chan. Are you done changing yet? Karen: Nnnn, Bananaaa, more rice... nomnomnom. Zzzzzz... Hikari: Karen, there's rice on your cheek... Zzzzzz... Mahiru: Wha-, you're sleeping again! And that's not all, you two! Mahiru: Geez~ Your uniforms are going to get wrinkled~! That's enough, wake up, you two!! New Year's is over!! Karen and Hikari: ....Wha-!! Mahiru: Are you awake? Today I want to air out the bedding and clean the room. You two are always messing it up... Karen: You sound just like a mom, Mahiru-chan~ Hikari: ...Mamahiru. Mahiru: I'm not your mother!! Mahiru: You two are going out today, right? Karen: (Oh, right... Got it.) Y-You're right. Hikari-chan, let's head out! Hikari: ? Did I make that sort of promise with you? Karen: It's fine, it's fine... (Karen and Hikari leave) Mahiru: Is it really fine? It'll be a tough performance, but do your best... Karen-chan.
Hikari: So, where are we going, Karen? Karen: Let's go to the lesson room! We got a bit rusty during the break, so let's work up a sweat practicing! Hikari: Then, I have to go back and get my leotard. Karen: You're right, let's go back to the dorms and...
~Karen's Memory~ Nana: We'll be using the kitchen until evening, so take care of her until then, okay?âȘ
Karen: Aah, no, we can't go back! Er, I mean, it'll be a pain to turn back now, so let's just go someplace else! Hikari: Oh? Karen: I wanted to do a little shopping. Hikari: The mall, then?
~Karen's Memory~ Futaba: Karen, make sure you don't go to the mall that day, got it?
Karen: Ah! No good... I was told to stay away from the mall today... Hikari: By who? Karen: M-My horoscope! In any case, that's a non-non, Hikari-chan!! Hikari: A more forceful non-non than usual... How about we go to the aquarium? Karen: Yeah, if we're going to the aquarium, then we can take the train there, and...
~Karen's Memory~ Claudine: We'll be looking around the store at the station, so avoid it if you can, okay?
Karen: Yeah, that's a non-non... Hikari: ...... Let's just go to the park. Karen: The park? The park is... The park is A-OK, Hikari-chan!!
Karen: Looks like there's someone doing something over there? Street Performer: Here I have a ballo~on! I do this, give it a twist, aaand~ Now it's a doggy!! Karen: Woo~~w!! That person's amazing, Hikari-chan!! Karen: Excuse me, please make me your apprentice~~!! Hikari: Ah, Karen! She was drawn in by their energy... Street Performer: First up is~~ The method of preparing~~ The balloon's air~~ Karen: The balloon's air~~
Karen: Hikari-chan, thanks for waiting! Here you go. Hikari: Mister White balloon art...? Karen: I made it for you. Go on, take it! Hikari: Huh...? Karen: Teacher's example was so good... I'll do my best to make something even more sparkling next time! Hikari: Karen... Karen: You weren't bored, were you, Hikari-chan? Hikari: No, it was fun just watching you. And you gave me Mister White. Hikari: Karen, thank you. Karen: Don't mention it! Karen: Evening crept up quick. Hikari-chan, let's go home. Hikari: Is that okay? Karen: Yeah, it's probably fine by now!! Hikari: Right... Hikari: (Oh, Karen, you're terrible at keeping secrets...)
Chapter 7
Futaba: I wonder if they're doing okay... Junna: I wonder... Futaba: The cooking crew should be fine, but I'm worried about Kaoruko and Karen who's in charge of being the diversion. Junna: I'm worried too. Especially about Karen. Futaba: She needs to keep Hikari away from the dorms, but the station and mall are off limits, too... Junna: And she needs to do it without her suspecting anything. This might be a tough mission for Karen. Futaba: Well, all we can do is carry out our own mission here.
Junna: Now, let's go to the goods department on the 3rd floor! Futaba: ...You sure are dependable, Hoshimi. I could just sit here and there'd be no problem, easy-peasy. Junna: Hanayagi-san would be angry if she heard you say that, you know? Futaba: It's the truth, though~ She even got lost here recently. Futaba: That Kaoruko... Hope she's not giving Kuroko and Tendo any trouble.
Kaoruko: ...Achoo. Someone's talking about me. Must be Futaba-han, she's probably anxious being away from me. Claudine: You never know, maybe she's taking the chance to let her hair down? Kaoruko: Unacceptable.
Junna: This miscalculation is unnaceptable. To think that it would be sold out...! Futaba: It's popular merchandise. That thing... Junna: We'll just have to go looking for it elsewhere. It's something the eight of us decided on, after all. Futaba: Alright, let's pick ourselves back up and head to the station!
Futaba: Let's see here... Oh, looks like the goods department is on the second floor. Junna: If it's sold out here too...what'll we do... Futaba: Well, there's still time, so don't give up just yet. We can try the shopping district too. Junna: You're a positive thinker, Isurugi-san. Futaba: You think? Futaba: It's probably because Kaoruko used to be such a sourpuss. I was always having to pull her along, I never even had the time to be negative. Junna: Understandable... To the point of being respectable.
Kaoruko: Achoo, achoo!! Claudine: Oh, Futaba's talking about you again. Maya: "To sneeze twice means you're being talked poorly about"...or so they say. Claudine: Well, she must be insulting you then. Kaoruko: How can you two say that!? There's no way that's the case!!
Junna: If this is the place, then it must be that shop at the corner there. Junna: Excuse me. There's something we're looking for... Junna: I see. You're sold out... Junna: Huh... You'll look into which shops have it in their inventory? Thank you very much!!!
Junna: ...Isurugi-san, we're going back to the mall! They said that someone cancelled their order and it's available now!! Futaba: Alright, let's go!!
Junna: Haa... Haa... We've been doing nothing but walking around but, as expected, you're not showing it at all. Futaba: This is nothing compared to theatrical combat practice.
Shopkeep: Thank you and come again! Junna: We did it... We finally bought it! Futaba: Haa~h, thank god. With this our mission is accomplished. Futaba: But, man, that was a long trip! I didn't think we would have this hard of a time. Junna: Now all that's left is the wrapping materials. What color do you think Kagura-san would like? Futaba: Out of those... It'd have to be the blue, right? Junna: Then, blue wrapping paper and a red ribbon? Futaba: How about we go a bit fancy with a gold ribbon? Junna: Good idea, that suits her! Futaba: This is a celebratory day, after all!
Junna: It's bulkier than I thought... Is it heavy, Isurugi-san? Futaba: Nah, not at all. You had your hands full with the shopping, so let me take care of this. Junna: I'll rely on your strength. That must be from carrying around Hanayagi-san's things every day. Futaba: She's actually been carrying her things herself lately. Junna: Wow... That's progress. Although it's normal for most people... Junna: But with that, our mission is complete. Now we just need to hope it goes smoothly for everyone else. Futaba: Let's hurry back. So we get there before Karen and the others. Junna: Yeah, let's help out the cooking crew and decorations team! We still have to do the wrapping, too.
Chapter 8
Kaoruko: Snip, snip, snip... Kaoruko: Aaah, impossible...! This isn't what my fingers are meant to do! Kaoruko: They're for perfectly holding a folding fan!! Claudine: You chose this job because you said it seemed the simplest. Maya: All you have to do is cut along the lines. Claudine: Your ballet coupe isn't very good either. Kaoruko: What does that have to do with anything!? Claudine: "Coupe" is the French word for "cut". Kaoruko: S'that so... The A, P, B, and R are so difficult. What's up with those shapes? Holes are the worst. Maya: Shall we change it to kanji? How about "èȘ"... would that be preferable? Kaoruko: Hell no. Claudine: Put them up on the wall when you're done cutting, Kaoruko. And you, what are you working on? Origami? Maya: Take the paper like this and fold it over and over again repeatedly... Cut it with scissors... Claudine: It looks like you're just cutting at random though... Maya: And then open it up... Claudine: C'est quoi ça!! How did you do that!? It's shaped like birds!! Claudine: ...Impressive. Mine are paper flowers. I've already made this many of them. Well? Fast, right? Maya: You got better and better as you went along, didn't you? Claudine: Each one is in a topdown perspective, but... Well, whatever.
Claudine: Haa... Haa... Claudine: Look how large the balloons I inflated are! Seems I come out on top in terms of lung capacity. Maya: ...... Claudine: Hey, say something... Maya: Large balloons don't look very pleasing when gathered together, do they? Claudine: Guh-... You're right.
Maya: A little higher. Now a bit to the left. Good, there. Claudine: There we go. Oh, Maya, can you hand me a thumb tack? Claudine: The garlands and balloons are up. They look nice, don't they? Maya: The cooking smells good as well. Claudine: Mmhmm, it's going well, isn't it? ......? What are you looking at, Kaoruko? Kaoruko: I mean... I can't really tell if you two get along or if you don't. Claudine: Did it look like we were getting along!? Maya: Oh, were we not? Claudine: Were you trying to!? Maya: That's what I was assuming, Saijo Claudine.
Claudine: W-Well, if you think so, then that's fine, I guess. Kaoruko: ...You really do get along, huh? Kaoruko: Oh, by the way, I'm done cutting. "HAPPY"! Claudine: That's it!? Where's the rest!? Kaoruko: I'm working on it... Claudine: You're working on it? Do you realize what time--... Kaoruko: Don't worry. Any second now... Futaba: Kaorukooo!! We're back! Kaoruko: See, they're back. Futaba-han will take it from here. Futaba: Huh!? You're not done with your work? I mean, I kinda figured as much, but... Kaoruko: Isn't the fact that I'm on the decoration team in the first place weird? Having to use these tiny scissors... Futaba: So what would you rather have done? Kaoruko: Taste testing? Anyways, here, I leave the sniping to you, Futaba-han. Futaba: ...Geez, whatever.
Futaba: Hehe~n, finished. How's it look? Maya: Lovely... You're quite dexterous, Isurugi-san. Claudine: Thanks to that, we'll finish the decorations just in time. Give Futaba your thanks, Kaoruko. Kaoruko: I did all the work I possibly could. I'm clumsy, you know. Futaba: No, you keep working too! Claudine: They sure get along well. Maya: They really do.
Chapter 9
Nana: Flour, eggs, butter, cream, and lots of fruits... Mahiru: Carrots, onions, nori, and... umm, let's see... Mahiru: My family sent a whole bunch of potatoes to the dorms, so I think that'll do it. Nana: Your family's potatoes are really tastyâȘ Mahiru: I'm always surprised when they send so much, but your cooking really helps out. Nana: Now that the shopping is complete and we've got all the ingredients, it's time to put our skills to the test. I hope the others enjoy it, too. Mahiru: Even the cake will be homemade. They'll definitely enjoy it!
Nana: Okay, I'll prepare the cake and desserts. Mahiru: And I'll handle the potato dishes and sushi rolls. Both: Nanahiru CookingâȘ Nana: Sift the flour~ Melt the butter~ Preheat the oven to 180~âȘ Nana: Crack the eggs in a bowl~ Add the sugar and use the hand mixer~âȘ Mahiru: You're as skillful as ever, Banana-chan. I can't make sweets unless I'm looking at a recipe... Mahiru: Boil the potatoes... Peel the skin... Mash until fluffy... Nana: You don't peel the potatoes first and then boil them? Mahiru: My Grandma taught me that if you boil them before peeling, their flavor won't escape. Nana: BananiceâȘ I didn't know that. I'll try it next time. Nana: We should clean up while we're at it. I'll wash the bowls and knives. Mahiru: Then, I'll wipe this down! Mahiru: ...This kinda takes me back. I come from a big family, so there was always a lot of cleaning up to do. Mahiru: My grandma would wash the tableware and I would wipe things off. Nana: Fufu... You have a big family even now. That's what we are, after allâȘ Mahiru: Banana-chan is the mother, then... Nana: And Mahiru-chan is the older sister. Â Karen-chan always seemed like the youngest child, but... Nana: Lately she seems like an older sister, too. Mahiru: Then, the youngest is Hikari-chan? Nana: Fufu, probablyâȘ
Nana: Sponge cake, cookies, fruit punch, sweet potatoes... Mahiru: Potato salad, German potatoes, mashed potatoes, fries... And finally, the sushi rolls... Nana: We made quite a lot...âȘ Mahiru: And there's just as much cleaning to do now!! Junna: I'm home. Nana: Welcome back, Junna-chan... Ah, it's already this late!? I have to hurry and decorate the sponge cake! Mahiru: The table still needs to be set up, too! Oh, no! Karen-chan's gonna be back any second. Junna: It's okay. Start by taking a breath, you two. I'll take care of the cleaning, the two of you handle the table and cake. Nana: That's our Junna-chanâȘ You must be the eldest. Junna: What are you talking about?
Nana: I think that's a good consistency for the creamâȘ Mahiru: Is it okay to cut the strawberries like this? Nana: Perfect. Nana: Alright, let's decorate it. Junna and Mahiru: Wooo~w! Mahiru: Banana-chan, you're like an artisan. The cream is turning into roses! Junna: The cream is dancing on the stage of the sponge cake... Even in a place like this, your mettle as a Stage Girl is tested. Junna: ...Cake making is profound. Nana: And now for the finishing touch... Mahiru: On top, a chocolate slab with a message written on it... All: It's ready to be servedâȘ Claudine: Karen and Hikari should be back soon. Kaoruko: We've finished decorating the room, too. Junna: Dim the lights and get ready. Mahiru: Everyone, when Hikari-chan gets back we'll... All: Celebrate!!!
Chapter 10
Karen: Hey, hey, Hikari-chan, Hikari-chan. What day is it todaaay?? Hikari: Hmm... National Earbud Day? Karen: Is it really?? I didn't know that~... wait, no!! Karen: Today's your birthday, right? Hikari: ...You remembered? Karen: Of course I did, Hikari-chan!! I'd never forget the birthday of someone important to me! Hikari: Thank you, Karen. And for the Mister White balloon, too. Karen: Let's allllways celebrate your birthday together from now on. Hikari: Yeah, and your birthday too. Even when we become adults and then old ladies. Karen: It almost feels like we've jumped straight from our reunion to now. Everything went topsy-turvy, helter-skelter! Karen: Hikari-chan, thank you for spending the day with me! Hikari: Yeah... It was fun, Karen.
Karen: We're hooome... *pop* Karen: Eek! A party popper...? All: Welcome baaack!! Hikari: This is...! Karen: Wo~w!! Amazing!! You guys!! There's so much wonderful food! Mahiru: There's lots of potato dishes and sushi rolls that you can choose your own ingredients for. Hikari: The room decorations are cute, too. Did you all put this together...? Kaoruko: Cutting out letters was tough. It was a good way to kill time though. Futaba: It was Karen who planned it out. Karen: I just said I wanted to celebrate Hikari-chan's birthday with everyone. Karen: Then everyone pitched in and it turned into a big thing!
Hikari: ...... Karen: Hikari...-chan? Are you crying? Hikari: ...I'm not. Junna: Let's get this party started. The food's going to get cold. All: Leeet's eat!!
Kaoruko: Pheeew. I can't eat another bite... Maya: It seems there's dessert, as well. Mahiru: Oh... Then it should be time for that! Hikari: That? Claudine: Here, a birthday present from all of us. Go ahead and open it. Hikari: ...... This is...a Mister White hanten!! Hikari: It's the one I've been looking for. It was a limited edition, so I wasn't able to find it.... Kaoruko: That incredibly lame hanten...? I don't understand how she could possibly be happy to get something like that... Futaba: Kagura likes it, isn't that all that matters? ...It is pretty lame, though. Karen: For Hikari-chan, it's gotta be Mister White. Nana: Okay, next up is the birthday cakeâȘ Light the candles aaand dim the lights! Hikari: I had no idea... To think you'd do all this for me. Karen: Hikari-chan... Kaoruko: Kagura-han, as a return gift, feel free to give over the role of Claire in Starlight to me. Futaba: Kagura, what sort of lessons did you do in England? Let's practice them together sometime! Junna: To take your and Karen's place as my own, I'll be aiming for the next lead role and I won't lose. Nana: I'm glad we can stand on the same stage together for the Seisho Festival and DramaFes, Hikari-chanâȘ Claudine: Let me see some acting from the English version of Starlight sometime. I'll show you something from the French version in return. Maya: I look forward to seeing your performance as Claire, Kagura-san. Mahiru: Hikari-chan, I'm glad I became friends with you. Let's keep taking care of each other from now on, too. Karen: Okay, everyone... one, two!! All: Happy birthdaaaay!! Hikari: Everyone... Thank you... Karen: Come on, let's cut the cake together, Hikari-chan!! Hikari: It's... not a wedding, though. All: Ahahahahahahaha!!
(TL Note: Just to clarify, the term that Karen uses (ć
„ć) is specifically for when a couple cuts their wedding cake together and Hikari is like, "Umm, I don't think that's the word you're looking for?")
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I invested additional time as a kid than I treatment to recollect observing other Young ones Participate in video games. House Invaders, Asteroids, Pac-Male, Donkey Kong. Generally, my close friends, around my objections, preferred this to taking part in ballâor to other popular, if less edifying, neighborhood pursuits, like tearing hood ornaments off parked cars. Every so normally, I performed, way too, but I used to be a spaz. Insert quarter, recreation more than. Once gaming moved into dorms and apartmentsâNintendo, SegaâI uncovered that I could just go away. But often I didnât. I admired the feat of divided notice, the knack that some men (and it absolutely was normally men) looked as if it would have for remaining alive, both in the sport and during the fight of wits to the sofa, as if they were both of those actively playing a Activity and undertaking âSportsCenterâ concurrently.
I considered this another working day when a buddy described looking at a gaggle of eighth-quality girls and boys (among them his son) hanging all around his condominium playing, but generally seeing Other individuals Perform, Fortnite. 1 boy was enjoying on a big Tv set screen, with a PlayStation 4 console. Another boys ended up on their own telephones, either taking part in or viewing knowledgeable gamerâs Dwell stream. And the women were being enjoying or seeing on their own telephones, or wanting about the shoulders of your boys. One of several ladies informed my Good friend, âItâs pleasurable to begin to see the boys get mad every time they get rid of.â No person mentioned A lot. What patter there wasâlâesprit du divanâcame from the kidsâ tiny screens, in the form of the professional gamerâs mordant narration as he vanquished his opponents.
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Sport fads occur and go: Rubikâs Dice, Dungeons & Dragons, Offended Birds, Minecraft, Clash of Clans, PokĂ©mon Go. What men and women manage to concur on, whether theyâre seasoned gamers or dorky dads, is that thereâs some thing new rising around Fortnite, a type of mass social collecting, open to some Substantially wider array of men and women in comparison to the games that arrived before. Its relative lack of wickednessâit seems to be typically free of the misogyny and racism that afflict all kinds of other video games and gaming communitiesâcauses it to be extra palatable to your broader audience, and this appeal both equally ameliorates and augments its addictive electrical power. (The game, in its fundamental manner, randomly assigns gamersâ skins, that may be of any gender or race.) Prevalent anecdotal evidence implies that ladies are taking part in in wide quantities, both with and without the need of boys. There are, and probably at any time shall be, some gamer geeks who gripe at such newcomers, just as they gripe when there won't be any newcomers in any respect.
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A pal whose 13-year-outdated son is deep down the rabbit gap likened the Fortnite phenomenon on the Pump Home Gang, the crew of neâer-do-well teenager surfers in La Jolla whom Tom Wolfe transpired upon inside the early nineteen-sixties. In lieu of a clubhouse within the beach, thereâs a Digital world juvenile hall, exactly where kids Collect, invent an argot, adopt change egos, and shoot each other down. Wolfeâs Pump Dwelling Children went on beer-soaked outings they named âdestructos,â wherein they'd, at regional farmersâ behest, demolish abandoned barns. Now itâs Juul-sneaking very little homebodies demolishing virtual partitions and residences with imaginary pickaxes. Teenagers almost everywhere are swinging away at their world, tearing it down to outliveâArtistic destruction, of A form.
Shall I explain the game? I need to, Iâm scared, even though describing movie games is a bit like recounting goals. 100 players are dropped on to an islandâfrom a flying college busâand battle each other for the death. The winner is the last one particular standing. (You are able to pair up or kind a squad, way too.) This really is what is supposed by Fight Royale. (The first version of Fortnite, launched last July, for forty bucks, wasnât fight on the death; it is the new iteration which has caught hearth.) A storm encroaches, gradually forcing combatants into an at any time-shrinking place, in which they have to destroy or be killed. Together how, you search for out caches of weapons, armor, and healables, when also amassing building elements by breaking down current constructions. Hasty fabrication (of ramps, forts, and towers) is An important aspect of the sport, which is why it is usually described as a cross in between Minecraft and the Hunger Gamesâand why aggrieved mothers and fathers can easily explain to on their own that it's constructive.
Right before a sport begins, you wander around within a kind of purgatorial bus depot-cum-airfield ready until the following hundred have assembled for an airdrop. This is a Weird area. Players shoot inconsequentially at each other and pull dance moves, like actors going for walks aimlessly around backstage working towards their traces. Then occur the airlift as well as drifting descent, by way of glider, for the battleground, with a gentle whooshing seem that's into the Fortnite addict just what the flick of the Bic would be to a smoker. It is possible to land in a single of twenty-1 locations over the island, Every single which has a cutesy alliterative title, some suggestive of mid-century gay bars: Shifty Shafts, Moisty Mire, Lonely Lodge, Greasy Grove. In patois and in mood, the sport manages to be each dystopian and comedian, dim and light-weight. It can be alarming, in case youâre not accustomed to this kind of matters or are attuned for the news, to listen to your darlings shouting so merrily about head pictures and snipes. But thereâs no blood or gore. The violence is cartoonish, a minimum of relative to, say, Halo or Grand Theft Automobile. Such will be the consolations.
The island alone has an air of desertion although not of extreme despair. This apocalypse is rated PG. The abandonment, precipitated by the storm, that has possibly killed or scattered a lot of the entire worldâs population, appears to are latest and relatively speedy. The grass is lush, the canopy complete. The hydrangeas are abloom in Snobby Shores. Buildings are unencumbered by kudzu or graffiti and have tidy, sparsely furnished rooms, as though the inhabitants had only just fled (or been vaporized). Seemingly, All people over the island, in Individuals prosperous pre-storm occasions, shopped in exactly the same aisle at Target. Every time I observe a participant enter a bedroom, whether it is in Junk Junction or Loot Lake, I Notice the multicolored blanket folded over the mattress. People cobalt-blue table lamps: are they available for sale? Perhaps sooner or later they will be.
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