TEST DRIVE MEME ⚔️️ 2

[avalonmods]

{ QUICK NAV } Premise ⚔️️ Rules ⚔️️ FAQ ⚔️️ Taken ⚔️️ Reserves ⚔️️ Apply ⚔️️ Locations ⚔️️ Bestiary A ⦿ Soaking in Your Arrival KERPLUNK, SPLASH! Regardless of what you were in the middle of, you and your familiar have been magically pulled into the world of Avalon just above the Bay's chilly waters. After a brief plunge into the Bay, the rush of water filling your ears and soaking up into every creak and crevice of your body, you may need to cough to clear your airways when you rise above the surface. It's paralyzingly cold for a few seconds before you're approached by the Lady of the Lake beneath the water's surface. She puts a vial of a vibrant, glowing red Everwarm* potion to your character's lips. The icy water doesn't feel so icy once consumed and you'll be able to move your limbs enough to swim to shore on your own. She can't stick around to explain, she's got to get this to all the new arrivals! Many of which you'll see plopping in around you. If you can't swim, a handful of helpful ice turtles will scoop you up from beneath and drop you off at the shore. When not helping people, the turtles are going around and hitting the ice that keeps forming on the surface with their shells to keep the surface open for the falling arrivals or pushing personal items to the beach near the new arrivals they smell like (belong to). If anyone tries to ask the Lady of the Lake for directions, she will direct you to Archimedes at the Rent-a-Ride. If anyone with Animal Magic asks the turtles, they will give the full spiel, but very slowly, and they like to get off topic and gossip about other turtles you've never heard of. The shores themselves are littered with new arrivals complaining their way up a staircase carved into the walls of the White Cliffs. There is no railing, so be careful, but if you do fall, be prepared for a mysterious sand hand to reach out of the side of the cliffs to catch you. The hand will pat you atop the head twice before retreating back into the wall. This is the Cliff Beast; despite the name, he is quite friendly. B ⦿ The Caravan to Camelot Once everyone is wrangled up to the top of the White Cliffs, the handsome owner of the Rent-a-Ride, Archimedes, will distribute smart phones, a pair of earbuds, and a winter cloak** to everyone before getting them settled in groups into modernized carriages pulled by horses and give them a basic explanation of why and how they've been brought to Avalon: The universe is frozen in time and your character has been brought here by a familiar that was able to bond with them. They'll have to learn magic to help save their own world from destruction, but first they've got to get them to Camelot. It is here that you have the first opportunity to decide who they will be in their new home. You'll have about an hour to wander around here, meet and greet, and pet the horses before it's time to go. These carriages use fae technology that combats weight, so your character will be able to get in regardless of whether they're light as a feather or weigh two tons. The carts have air conditioning when it's hot, heating when it's cold, and a mystical shield to protect from bugs. There is also a mini-bar that pops out of the console with nip bottles. Characters can use their smartphones to connect to Camelot's internet service, avalononline (AOL), to chat with other characters, watch dumb videos, learn about the world, contact Camelot Support (they'll answer any questions they can for you, from how to use a smart phone to where to find quests and resources to learn more about your magic). Be careful if you decide to use your phones while in the caravan-- if you don't use those earbuds and start forcing everyone to listen to your nonsense, Archimedes may make you walk. C ⦿ The Red Spring The journey from the White Cliffs to the City of Camelot is a long one, and the first evening you arrive you'll end up spending at the Red Spring, a booming resort town. Because of the volume of new arrivals and vacationers, inn rooms are assigned two-to-a-room. The rooms have two twin beds, a bathroom, a mini-fridge and microwave, and a TV equipped with a couple of entertaining video games and a few free movies. If you don't want to relax in the room, try taking a dip in the spring for another chance to meet your fellow travelers. The waters have restorative properties that help horses and travelers recover quickly when drunk. It is known to relieve stress, improve energy levels, and mildly accelerate healing. It may be a little chilly when you get out though, so make sure you don't slip rushing back indoors when you get out! The springs are also home to a large training grounds just outside town limits, where there are teachers who will teach basic magic safety and help you discover what kind of magic you have together with other new arrivals. Try target practice, obstacle courses, meditation circles, and other ways to try to figure out just what you can do... if you didn't already have an accidental discovery on the ride there. A ⦿ Trial and Icy Errors Winter has arrived in Avalon, and with it has come to a change in the weather. Puffs of breath precede sentences when outside, small fires fill braziers to allow people to stop and get warm for a moment between where they come from and where they are going. Snow has begun to fall; at first, it is the same, fluffy, white flakes many adventurers will have seen. However, as the day progresses, the snow begins to shimmer; it’s like a prismatic effect, a magical light catching against every little crystal and illuminating sparkling flakes, so vibrant it’s clear someone has enchanted the snow. Shortly after the change, there will be a text alert to all devices: Tired of the same old routine with your magic? Ready for a little something new? Come on out and have an old fashioned snowball fight with a magical twist. Be sure to practice your new powers and have fun! 😉 -Merlin Those who come outside to find the rainbow snow already being packed into neat balls by Camelot's citizens; go ahead and grab a basket full but remember, don’t just toss them. Let’s get magic with it! Different types of magic will have different effects on the enchanted snow: Use kinetic magic to toss three at once. Nevermind if they suddenly balloon inside and burst into a snow shower over your opponent, throw a couple more; some are bound to hit, right? Throw a little animal magic in there and morph a few into a bear or some other animal of your intent; sorry about his random dance attack, at least your opponent will be laughing too hard to throw a snowball at you. Try hiding them in a shield or cast an illusion with some light magic; better apologize when that goes sideways and the snow hardens, bursting into rainbow crystals at your opponent's feet. Team up with someone who has cognitive magic; they can telegraph you the plan without your opponents being any the wiser... except the snow seems to be picking up on it and sending those thoughts right to your opponent! Perhaps use this as an opportunity to learn control! Maybe you want to try using a little wind magic if you’re of the elemental class; watch out for the rainbow snow squall your perfectly lobbed snowballs will become. Healing magic is one you might not see coming-- enchanting a snowball with healing magic can result in positive mood enhancements. Give your enemies a blast of zen to lower their guard and make them an easy target! A dark magic user might think to add a little hex to their snowball; give themselves an edge... too bad, without practice, that hex might be a little too heavy and burst over the maker before it even leaves their hand! Hope you know how to fix it. Alchemists are welcome to change the shape of those snowballs. Maybe try and craft them into something a little more stealthy or projectile. Too bad that snow seems to want to turn into a batch of butterflies and be free... magic sure is tricky! But hey, they sure are pretty. In the end, it seems while adventurers will be able to get plenty of practice in, some of that practice is going to come from trying to stop the side effects of mixing their powers with the magic snow; welcome to your first lesson in control. If one is going to use magic in conjunction with already magically imbued things, they ought to know the right amount, seems Merlin wants you all to learn in a trial by snowball error. Those who practice their magic and participate in the snowball fight will be given hot chocolate, warm soup, fresh baked goods, or other treats to warm them up after their training is done. But don’t slack off! You’re like to find your hot chocolate spiced with pickle flavor, that warm treat suddenly turns to ice cream in your mouth. Avalonians want that practice to happen, and are willing to add some incentive... whether that means the carrot or the icicle. All throughout the City of Camelot is a buzz of excitement about the oncoming winter solstice on the 21st. Citizens will tell you of the winter solstice's importance in cleansing the flow of Avalon's magic each year and absorbing sunlight to increase its potency. In other words, the winter solstice generates a significant amount of magic if the proper ritual is followed, so the visitors from other worlds really should head on over to Albion's White Cliffs. A ⦿ The Darkness in the White Cliffs The first task that you'll experience during the ritual is asking the Cliff Beast's permission to enter the cliffs. Though they look wholly solid on the outside, these cliffs contain a veritable labyrinth of magical caves that weave in and out of the chalky cliffs. As there is danger within these walls, it is recommended no one go alone. The Cliff Beast will only open a door to the caves for parties of two or more who present him with a gift. The gift doesn't need to be something significant, just a show of courtesy-- a lovely rock or a seashell will do, placed at the base of the cliff. The only gifts he will outright reject are precious gems and metals. Honestly, they make him a little nauseous-- and you don't want to see a cliff beast nauseous. In fact, if you try it, the Cliff Beast will suddenly burst into a rockslide right near where the gem was left. Watch out! Once you gain entrance, you will find there is no light within the caves and the door seems to close behind you. Non-magical lights won't illuminate anything within these caves, so you will need to either navigate through the darkness or find a magical means to light your path. Be wary-- traveling in the dark will be a much safer journey if you can find your way through the caves and keep track of your companions. The reason there is no light are the bat-like creatures that eat energy like fire and electricity. With the magical light attracting them and nothing to consume, they'll be very aggressive and swarm anything emitting heat.. like an unsuspecting traveler. Make too much noise, and the Cliff Beast will spit you out back onto the sand and you'll have to start over. B ⦿ "For a greedy man, even his tomb is too small." Those who persist within the caves will eventually come upon a room whose ceiling glistens with bioluminiscent microbes that are too small for the bats to eat. These little glowing creatures create reflections in the room that show just what it contains-- glimmerings of precious gems, gold, and other treasure cover the walls and floor, save for a large flat stone altar in the center. There are many hand-crafted clay cups filled with what appears to be water. The side of the alter has a very simple message: "TAKE ONE CUP TO THE SPRING, LEAVE THE REST. SPILL NO DROP." Sure enough, this matches with the instructions you were given about the ritual: Take a cup of waters harvested by the Asrai, a fairy that lives within the walls of the cliffs that cultivates it every year to bring to the Red Springs for the Winter Solstice. There is no clear warning about what will happen if you take anything besides your one cup. However, characters who disobey this instruction and take any of the riches within the cave will initially experience severe symptoms such as magical blockage, an endless common cold, and food turning to ash in their mouth. They will experience dreams in which they are urged to return the treasure and a day later, advanced symptoms if it goes on for too long have been known to result in vomiting frogs and snakes, insomnia, speaking in tongues despite the translation spell, bleeding from the ears, and eventually death. C ⦿ Drink Up Those who listen and take the Asrai's cups to the Red Springs will notice while carrying the cups, all creatures and threats will leave you in peace. Neither rain nor snow will touch you, parting from your path in both the sky and on the ground. The effects will only last as long as you don't spill a single drop. The ritual can still be completed, but the protections only work if you don't spill-- otherwise you'll be fighting off weather, creatures, other people, and whatever else you encounter as the effects of a spilled cup will cause those around you to try to steal your cup without thought for your safety, even if they might not even think to do normally. Upon arriving at the Red Springs, a party of people there to guide those who have made the ritual's journey to a particular pool within the vicinity of the springs. Characters will be directed to take a sip, then pour the rest into the Spring alongside your peers, finally throwing the clay cup itself into the spring. Throughout the day, you will begin to feel strangely giddy, but it will pass. Nothing much will seem like it happens otherwise, but the guides assure you that you will understand on the night of the winter solstice when the ritual is complete and your body becomes a conduit to purify and rejuvenate Avalon's magic. For now, as thanks, the guides offer you one of the celebratory gifts they have to offer-- free drinks (this time of the age-appropriate alcoholic or sugary variety), a free night's stay at the Red Springs, a yule log, an escort, a Recipe: Snow Dance. (Effect: Snow Dance will cause small flurries to pick up where the spell is cast, resulting in decreased visibility. Only works if snow is already present, as it cannot generate elements.) The choice is yours. Pick one. MOD NOTES: • All test drive prompts are open to anyone in the game at any time to create your own logs with, but this post should have top-levels by potential new characters only. Current characters may reply to any threads, but should not top-level comment on this post. • If your application is accepted, you may accept TDM threads as game canon as long as both players consent. Characters may begin threading as soon as their journal is accepted to the communities. • If nothing here tickles your fancy, try one of this month's Quests for your TDM prompt. • The first "Arrival" prompts are present on every TDM, but may contain seasonal tweaks for flavor. All other prompts will change monthly. • Questions about this TDM's content? Comment here! If you have a question about the game at-large, please head over to the FAQ. *This Everwarm does not count toward your potion collection for those who wish to take up potion brewing. You must obtain Everwarm from the Elphame Trader's to count. **Jackets come in a variety of neutral colors, enchanted with a fit-adjustment spell that will adjust to your character's size.

Comments

sasara nurude 🎋 hypmic

[whosaysdajare]

caravan — rv there yet?
[ Sure, the seasons are rolling around to that time of year, but even Sasara'd call this sorta joke a little extreme. That is, when his teeth have stopped chattering and he's on that ride it's like himself to consider it humorous, interesting. There's one person he's lost sight of and the cloak isn't really his style, ya see, but his expression doesn't betray any of his worries. Only one thing: that
odd cat (although, it looks ordinary enough as it lays there) has stayed right on his tail! Conversation between it and Sasara just doesn't seem to flow; this fella's in a cat-atonic state.

These are the sorts 'a jokes he laughs at to himself, ya see! And he'll share them around with anyone willing or un- who got on the same ride, generously providing entertainment ... Will Archimedes make him walk because of that? ]

Ah, how about this one: why'd the old cat have trouble seeing? [ ( Heeh...! ) ] Because it had cat-aracts!

snow and tell — what's the difference between snow-men and snow-women?
[ His alignment reveals itself with the first snowball he throws, bursting from multiple into icy dust mid-air. Ah, it doesn't meet its target, but the falling snow is pretty at least.

Was he aiming at you? Lucky! Now all you have to figure out is who would have tossed a snowball right at your head.
Or are you the competitive sort, looking to win whatever's on the table for this fight, needing an ally? He may not look it, but Sasara has an ambitious streak. ]

drink up — on the rocks
[ Even if just a drop's lost? It certainly felt like he tripped on a small rock or caught another hiker's elbow. Whatever spills over the rim of the cup is immediately lost to the ground, soaked up. Faster than he can put his one hand up to the side of the vessel, the trail of a single bead runs over his fingers, wrapped around. ]

O-oi, careful! [ Whoever bumped into him first or the next person about to gets that warning. ]

wildcard / ooc
( Sasara is selective CRAU from Prismatica 🤗 PM me or hmu on nyaruhodo if you'd like to discuss about that! OR just wanna thread out something else😇 )

drink up- on the rocks. (I failed this TDM so bad but can't resist adding another of these >>)

[boutdatlife]

[Thing about being broke is, one goes along on quests and things they would rather not engage in. Like Winter Solstice rituals that have a person carrying a cup of magic water through a dark path and being bumped into by the person behind him, which makes a drop of his own cup almost spill as he quickly flicks a finger, catching the water and concentrating so hard he does not hear the voice immediately, it registers from behind the person who bumped him like a faint ringing. But until he has used his magic to save his water from spilling he is not going to recognize it. After a month here, he has a fair amount of control at least enough to manage one water droplet.]

Oi fucker, watch your shit! [He snaps, the person behind him stammering and sliding out of the way as they point to Sasara, clearly saying it was his fault.]

Tch, is this some kinda fuckin' joke? You tryin' to get me killed now, huh bastard?

[whosaysdajare]

[ This part of the track is in sort of a dark place, doesn't make it easy to see who's in front of or behind. Maybe that's what caused the stumble in the first place. Although, Sasara is convinced what turned into a chain reaction of pushing and shoving began right behind him. Same as rumbling and upset voices play up one another; it's because of that stir that he doesn't recognize a pitch he should. Ya know, this snarl of an intonation, the cussing thrown in every other word. ]

M–me!? [ This guy, he's going back in line just to make a point he doesn't even have! Well, the Nurude-motto is to stay out of trouble. He probably spills yet another drop by waving his hands around defensively. ]

A–ah, it ain't anything like that...!

[boutdatlife]

[Two finger tips light with fire, Samatoki moves past the person who separates them because it seems this meeting is always and forever inevitable. What ended two years prior is not quite yet done, is it? The track might have skipped, but the song never did get to finish.]

Oi, stop flailin' like a dipshit before you get us attacked by some dumbass fairies or somethin'.

[In range now that those flames, a month worth of daily practice giving him an edge light his face, red eyes, snarled, twisted mouth and anger, from head to toe because the anger covers any pain this person has ever caused.]

They sure are pullin' out the dregs huh.

[whosaysdajare]

Me!? It's some other fella running into me like a headless chicken!

[ Tch, what a move though, lighting himself up like that in a moody atmosphere. It's not just the flicker of the fire that raises those short and thin hairs on Sasara's neck when he sees a face in it, though. Samatoki's isn't an encounter he thought of, much less wished for.

Doesn't he have something witty to counter with? ]

Pah–! Ya know, chicks dig it!

[ And to add to that: Why did Samatoki cross the road? Or the border into this place. ]

[boutdatlife]

Yeah, but it's you who flailed into the fucker behind me like a rubber chicken.

[Look, he didn't grab candles so he's got what he got. Lucky for him he has not spilled any of his. Not so lucky, he is hanging right there by Sasara who has.

The prickles along his skin mean something bad could happen, they did say not to spill a drop. There is probably only one face he wants to see less than Sasara, Ichiro pops out of the woodwork now he's burning this place down.]

Tch, just as damn lame as I remember ya.

[Very funny, see he's just laughing inside, that's all. No he's not.]

[whosaysdajare]

[ Tch. If that's supposed to be a joke it's not worth laughing, and if it's a drag, then where's the race car track...!

Well, it's Ichiro who was willing and able to say a whole lot more about that split of theirs, why the audience—which included Sasara—had seen the teams of Ikebukuro and Yokohama go at each other with such temper. Not that Samatoki's alone had ever been temperate. That, and his awful sense of humor, 's something Sasara can't forget even through a haze of memory loss; probably the pent up fury of a few years.

He'd claim to still know Samatoki at least that well, even if the other'd deny it all. ]

Eh? [ But to say all that, it's way too much. Even bumping into each other is, by all means. ] That fella behind me–

[ Sasara points over his shoulder, shifting blame to where it should deservedly land. No one's there to pick it up though. Ahem! What's the big deal, anyway? Sure, he heard "don't spill a drop", but that sorta statement must be overdrawn. ]

Snow and Tell

[lollipopdrops]

[The snowball fight did look fun and Ramuda had been successful in hitting a few people. Not many had managed to hit him back as he danced around the area.

So when the ball flew past his face he froze before he looks over to the source. Oh, there were a lot of people from home popping up here.]

Ahaha, trying to knock me out~?

[whosaysdajare]

[ Just like a song, you don't expect snowballs to do any harm, yeah? Well, just the same, ya aim with some intent... right?

Ah–? It's Fling Posse!? Even from his boxed seat, Sasara saw that they didn't have any luck in the DRB. As for Ramuda, he met that guy at a troublesome time, isn't that all he's got to him? Sasara laughs. ]

Teh–! I s'ppose, "aim high" ain't always the best advice.

[lollipopdrops]

[Looks can be deceiving.

The first DRB was a challenging time. There was a lot that went into that fight behind the scenes, especially for Ramuda. Not like he would share that though. That laugh earns a small look.]

Ahaha, a joke about my height there~?

[whosaysdajare]

Haha, from me!?

[ Sasara and jokes? Pfff–! ]

That's tall talk, don't ya think!

[lollipopdrops]

[This clown.]

Ahaha! Good one~ Anyway I heard you were here.

[whosaysdajare]

[ Even with another snowball ready in his hand, that makes Sasara pause. Hm, maybe Ramuda's ears are bigger than himself! ]

Ah...? Who spilled it?

[ Suppose that's among the things Rei mentioned about those phones, or that Rosho got tricked into talking too much. Or that Ramuda is still about sticking his nose in different places! ]

men have snowballs!!!

[grylls]

[ Regardless of Riou's magic, an effective attack against him is going to be a challenge to say the least. Sasara's snowball burst near what appears to be an absolutely ridiculous fort. ]

Your methods are clearly ineffective. Do you need refuge while you train?

[ The voice is coming from a tiny window on what is clearly a second level of this nonsense snow fort. ]

✨🥁⛄️✨

[whosaysdajare]

[ With one's eyes on something so big, front and center it's impossible to concentrate on hand-eye coordination! Doesn't matter that they seem to be always closed. Is that the magic of this world, or some bizarre dedication? It's gotta be taking up about half of the playing field, ya know. ]

A-ah, uh— [ The response from within startles Sasara, already staring at the whole thing for a whole while. He looks up unrevealing hole in the wall. Are there Yetis in this place... ] Ahem! Do I have to take off my snowshoes to come in?

[ He isn't wearing any, it just sounds funny. ]

Re: ✨🥁⛄️✨

[grylls]

No, you should keep them on. I am not equipped to treat frostbite.

[ He missed the joke and responded seriously, sorry Sasara. From near the entrance, there's a growl that sounds rather like a bear.. and sure enough, a polar bear comes out.

Riou may have made the first one on accident, but he's since dedicated himself to making more bears and talking them into helping build Fort Mason. And so, there are a number of snowbears within, if Sasara follows the bear past the icicle spike booby trap. ]

[whosaysdajare]

[ Well, he'd say something else if it wasn't for that threatening, sudden noise. There are really Yetis in this place!? Ah-uh- you could mistake a polar bear for one, that said! Sasara has never been told to keep calm and quiet in the event of such a meeting, so— ]

A-Ah- Oi...! There's–!!

[ There is a bear that's more sensitive to this sudden meeting than Sasara is. Calmly trotting past, and curiously convincing him to follow despite out loud misgivings. On second thought, it's got to be this guy's familiar, yeah? And—safe for Rosho's pipe fox jumping on his face—these creatures don't seem to do any harm. Eventually, Sasara has shuffled past the trap and right along behind the bear, safety gap remaining.

Believing the worst to be behind him right then, the sight of a squadron of bears makes him freeze, though. He goes fits right with the exterior and interior design, yeah? ]

W-what... s-seriously...

[grylls]

[ Is it absolutely ridiculous? Maybe, yes. Riou doesn't see it that way. People started a snow war with him with the intention of practicing magics. He experienced the mistaken summoning of snow-animals and decided that instead of refocusing and attempting to do what was intended, he would take advantage of the additional snowy muscle. If you can't train an army of snow bears, can you really call yourself an ex-soldier with animal magic?

Which is fortunate, because they really are just made of snow and tend to fall apart if they're hit with just about anything. But they can move snow, at least.

The soldier in question greets him once he's inside. ]

Riou Mason Busujima. State your name.

[whosaysdajare]

[ Ridiculous! Over the top! Words and phrases Sasara can align himself with, in different circumstances, but he hasn't arranged himself with the workings of this world just yet. So, it's just very bizarre. Even more so this castle.

Even more so the person inside! Ridiculous and over the top at first don't seem to describe Riou at all, that stoic expression of his—as if there's nothing odd about his snow bears. However, it suits Crazy M just fine.

Don't mention it— Sasara is just a looker-on of the first division battle. The realization makes his mind stutter for a moment, the thought that comes with jumping from MTC to Samatoki and back. Outwardly, the comedian has a different sorta pokerface. ]

Ah! [ He grins, puts his hand out. ] Sasara Nurude, the one and only!

caravan

[milkmycattle]

[ Crow happens to be on the same ride as Sasara, and it's certainly not a quiet ride. That's not necessarily a bad thing. If he was left to his own devices, the musician might've been brooding as he stares out at the foreign scenery, thinking about the home and the friends he left behind.

However, the musician is not one to dwell on his thoughts for too long. Sometimes, not at all. His red eyes looking over to the other occupants in the caravan, a guy and his weird-ass cat familiar. Then Sasara reveals his joke out loud, which is totally not funny. Except---it manages to get Crow to crack a smirk, even if it's a bit condescending.

He chuckles a little bit.]

That was so lame! Are you tryin' to be a comedian? Better choose another career!

[At this rate, with Sasara's jokes and Crow's booming voice, they both might get kicked out by Archimedes. The redhead then crosses his arms over his chest, daring the other to tell another joke. It's going to be a long ride, so why the hell not.]

What else you got?

[whosaysdajare]

[ That sorta gloominess is really not much of an option, if you ask him too. Obviously! Sasara is making this small show of himself because there are a few somber faces on this ride along. He understands... but he can't rest easy, either, if he did nothing and let it fester. Making folks laugh's his calling, no matter the place he gets thrown in.

Ah! Even if this kid's laughing at him rather than his puns, it works like so. ]

Hm!? Don't say things like that about someone's bread and butter, ya hear!

[ He even grins through that, it looks like he won't walk alone. That is, unless Archimedes is secretly a fan—there's reasonable doubt about that. ]

Alright, alright. Let's see, what's your favorite color? [ He has a hunch... well, it's just to set up the punch, though! ]

[milkmycattle]

My favorite color?

[Crow peers down at himself, before shooting a look over towards Sasara. Seriously? He's mostly wearing black, but there's definitely a good amount of red as well. The lead singer was even glad to get a black winter cloak to go with his aesthetic.]

It's obvious! Dark Red. Crimson, actually.

[If Sasara even gets to hear Crow monologue his usual nonsense, then the word will pop up a few times.]

[whosaysdajare]

Eh, really? I don't think I could have guessed!

[ Just kidding!! Now it's Sasara's turn to laugh at his chance acquaintance here. More importantly, this was a set up for another pun, of course! ]

Hm, I'd have to say, mine's purr-ple!

[ He tugs on his own coat, just to indicate different fashion choices. It's a plain, darker beige and not at all Sasara's style if you look at him for a minute. Not to point out anything about that, though. ] Ya found a matching coat of paint, yeah?

[ ( Pfff–! A coat! ) ]

[milkmycattle]

Shuddup!

[ Still Crow takes the jab good-naturedly since worse things have been said to him. He waits for Sasara to make his joke, and the pun is just as sad as the last one. Yet, the musician couldn't help himself from chuckling to himself. Shaking his head at the later joke as well.]

It's getting worse and worse!

[The redhead's mouth lips curl into a wider smirk as he decides to join this guy in his corniness.]

I got a better one! Why did the cow cross the road? To get to the udder side!

[It's not better than any of Sasara's jokes, but you can't get the farm out of the farm boy apparently.]

[whosaysdajare]

[ It seems they have some natural, godforsaken energy together. Whatever that sorta power is good for in this place... at least it keeps the trip entertaining! Crow's helplessly evident amusement, in spite of what he says, that's just what fuels him.

And yet Sasara reacts to his joke as if he's deaf to the atrocities of his of sense of— ]

Wah–! That one's terrible!! [ Pointing out as much, it ain't that it'll stop him yet. ] I'm not a-moo-sed at all, ya know!