Characters: Open
Date/Time: Oct 24-26, anytime
Location: Park & elsewhere (please specify location in comments)
Rating: Varied
Summary: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are gathered here to memorize a great tragedy that befell our sphere
one year ago today. With HOT DOGS! A-BOOYA! Who's gonna cut the Fugue cake?! Second Annual Edensphere BBQ is ON!
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Now that there was a barbeque, however...
He located the bar setup in short order and found that there was even a special "Derrick-tini" just for him, with two olive eyes and a twist of licorice for a mouth. Spotting Genius and the rather orgasmic look on his face, he made sure to approach his twin from the front so as not to scare him.
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Genius was chewing on some BBQ chicken when Derrick showed up. He waved happily to his man twin and then patted the picnic bench to indicate that Derrick should sit down with him.
"Der--you gotta try this chicken! Or the clam bake. Or anything I dunno I'm in heaven--especially after suffering camp food for a week. This is all amazing!"
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Genius passed his brother a plate and a plastic fork with a small half smile. "Holding up? My head is fine if that's what you mean."
They hadn't talked in detail about his time with Toushi. First he had been injured and then they had ended up in separate cabins. Genius really didn't know how to bring the topic up with his brother. Perhaps now was a good time.
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Derrick grabbed the fork, but waited to help himself to the food. His expression softened a little.
"...I'm glad." He felt rather awkward, especially considering that he hadn't exactly rushed into the tree to help himself. "And all to save our little rolling ball of fur. How noble of you."
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He poked at the olives in his martini glass with his fork, then used it to fish one out and chomped on it.
"He'll make a useful guard pet. Let's just hope that he decides not to take a bite out of any visitors. Then again, he makes a better pet than Boss ever did."
Derrick hadn't heard from Boss in a while, but he reasoned that the man was probably cowering somewhere, or steadily complaining to the tree itself about its crappy customer service. Not that he cared... all that much. Part of Derrick, a very very very tiny part, was worried about the little troll.
"Ask away. I will draw on my infinite wisdom to answer."
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Still, he could deal with that. Part and parcel of working in the aftermath of a disaster. Not to mention, at least he had a roof over his head, gray and dull as it might be ( ... )
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He was taking full advantage of this as he reached for yet another bowl of potato chips that had a strange look to them. Some of them appeared to have a tiny face burned into them, almost impossible to see. Genius certainly didn't notice. In fact while one hand was reaching for the chips, his eyes spotted a hot dog nestled in a bun that looked equally appetizing. There was also a face on the hot dog, but it was difficult to see. Hm. Decisions ( ... )
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"Appearing out of thin air, yet claimed by no one, hm? Maybe everyone else is too suspicious to fully enjoy the break when they get it."
Once Genius pushed the bowl towards Gene he grabbed a few of the potato chips. While his friend started chowing down on the hot dog Gene squinted when he noticed something a bit odd.
"I think there's... mold or something on these crisps." He scraped at the surface of one, then squinted as he realized there was something strange about the pattern on the chips. It wasn't random so much as... it seemed to form a face. One that sort of seemed familiar, now that he thought of it ( ... )
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Gene raised a brow at Genius's protests after he recovered from his choking spell and it was clear he wouldn't be dying from sausage inhalation. "Maybe if you didn't shovel down food so quickly, that wouldn't have been so likely to happen." Sure, it was more or less Gene's fault for prodding a man while he was eating but... really, that was nothing to focus on right now. Clearly, they had a mystery of sorts to solve.
"That's what I thought--wait, all faces?" Gene glanced over the table of food, about to inspect a plate full of chocolate covered marshmallows when Genius screamed.
"Jesus Christ, what the hell is your..." then Gene saw exactly what Genius was staring at. A half-eaten smoked sausage that, in and of itself, seemed innocuous enough. That is, until he leaned closer and got a good look at its face--his face. He was used to sharing his face, but this was rather pushing it. And while he wasn't feeling the urge to scream, he did feel any sign ( ... )
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"I ate you! I ate your sausage!"
There was no time to consider how horrible that sounded. Genius' mind was racing--why did the food have faces--did they all have faces?! He jumped up and backed away from the park bench still whimpering. "Oh God--I already had a plate of food--"
He felt sick. Was this some kind of horrible joke? Or did it mean something? After all this was Edensphere, the place where people grew cat ears and unicorns and what if the food was connected to something--did he really just eat his name-twin?! WHAT IF HE ATE DERRICK?!
"Where's Derrick?!" He was just here a minute ago. "Are you ok?" Not content to wait for an answer, Genius grabbed at Gene's shoulders and began to pat him down, looking for injuries.
Hey it was a logical conclusion when you lived in a giant Tree.
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