What Animals Use Magic To Eat Plants?
Here, because I feel like it, is my favourite town theme from Bravely Default: Land of Immortality. I went into Eternia at every opportunity just to hear this background music.
I want so much ridiculous domestic fanfiction where Edea, Tiz, Agnès and Ringabel all move in together and drive each other mad. Ringabel spends two hours preening in the bathroom every morning; Edea hammers furiously on the door for an hour and a half of it.
'I don't lock the door,' Ringabel points out, when she confronts him one morning over breakfast.
'I know,' Edea growls. This is a discovery that she made in their first week of living together and that she is not likely to forget any time soon.
'Well, you're free to enter for whatever purpose you desire.'
The following morning, Edea knocks on the bathroom door. 'I'm coming in! Close your eyes!'
'No promises!' Ringabel calls back.
Edea rests her forehead against the door for a moment and grits her teeth, then kicks the door open and, because your characters can't learn a plain 'Blind' spell in Bravely Default, casts Sandstorm. The air of the bathroom is instantly thick with flying sand. She doesn't have to see Ringabel, he can't see her, and... Ringabel is yelling in pain, and... this wasn't actually such a great idea, was it?
Later, Tiz sweeps up all the sand and adds 'Lock the bathroom door' to the increasingly lengthy list of house rules.
(Eventually, when it becomes too unwieldy, Edea will sit down and rewrite the rule list, dividing it into categories. A good two thirds of the rules end up under the subheading 'This Means You, Ringabel'.)
Here, while I'm on the theme, is a stupid snippet I scribbled down after thinking too hard about the job outfits:
"Ringabel," Edea says, "I know we learnt these techniques from that pirate. That doesn't mean you literally have to wear a pirate outfit to use them."
"I need to be in the right mindset," Ringabel says, adjusting his cuffs. "A screwdriver would be discouraged from its task if you dressed it up as a hammer, would it not?"
"Er," Tiz says. "Would it?"
"At least lose the eyepatch," Edea says. "Doesn't that mess with your depth perception?"
What a silly game. I adore it.
I want so much ridiculous domestic fanfiction where Edea, Tiz, Agnès and Ringabel all move in together and drive each other mad. Ringabel spends two hours preening in the bathroom every morning; Edea hammers furiously on the door for an hour and a half of it.
'I don't lock the door,' Ringabel points out, when she confronts him one morning over breakfast.
'I know,' Edea growls. This is a discovery that she made in their first week of living together and that she is not likely to forget any time soon.
'Well, you're free to enter for whatever purpose you desire.'
The following morning, Edea knocks on the bathroom door. 'I'm coming in! Close your eyes!'
'No promises!' Ringabel calls back.
Edea rests her forehead against the door for a moment and grits her teeth, then kicks the door open and, because your characters can't learn a plain 'Blind' spell in Bravely Default, casts Sandstorm. The air of the bathroom is instantly thick with flying sand. She doesn't have to see Ringabel, he can't see her, and... Ringabel is yelling in pain, and... this wasn't actually such a great idea, was it?
Later, Tiz sweeps up all the sand and adds 'Lock the bathroom door' to the increasingly lengthy list of house rules.
(Eventually, when it becomes too unwieldy, Edea will sit down and rewrite the rule list, dividing it into categories. A good two thirds of the rules end up under the subheading 'This Means You, Ringabel'.)
Here, while I'm on the theme, is a stupid snippet I scribbled down after thinking too hard about the job outfits:
"Ringabel," Edea says, "I know we learnt these techniques from that pirate. That doesn't mean you literally have to wear a pirate outfit to use them."
"I need to be in the right mindset," Ringabel says, adjusting his cuffs. "A screwdriver would be discouraged from its task if you dressed it up as a hammer, would it not?"
"Er," Tiz says. "Would it?"
"At least lose the eyepatch," Edea says. "Doesn't that mess with your depth perception?"
What a silly game. I adore it.