// INFJ // 33 // German Boy // Author // Scary guy with scary ideas //
Feel the vibe, feel the terror, feel the pain,
It's driving me insane
Partners in crime with @shin-arei
You know, I absolutely love crazy characters. Really. They're so fun to create, write and interact with, but beside all my expierence I still don't have the courage to write my absolute favorite character: Sander Cohen.
I'm just so damn afraid of messing him up... He is the perfection of genius, madness and violent artist. No matter how many times I start a story with him, I don't like it. Have I, to use his words, not found the right muse yet?
Short Summary: They actually just wanted to discuss the plan again, but Hanma had other plans.
Small story again for @shin-arei. For a realistic experience, please listen to the song of the Mario Party 7 board: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_5sWFnatBg&t=130s&ab_channel=LionMusic
Takemichi scratched the back of his head in surprise, not really sure what to think of this weird situation. Chifuyu and he had actually only agreed to the meeting with the two problematic delinquents in order to go over the plan for Christmas Eve one more time. The fact that Hanma suddenly handed gamepads to everyone present and invited them to a round of Mario Party was a bit unexpected. Also, of course, unwanted. As calm as Takemichi was, his friend reacted noticeably irritated: "What did you two assholes not understand about the 'We won't be friends' part of our stupid deal?"
The Reaper grinned broadly at this statement and laughed out loudly. He replied cheerfully: “Oh Chifuyu, don’t always be such a fucking party pooper. Come on. One round and then we'll take care of the stupid plan or whatever we were meant to do today." Kisaki took off his glasses for a brief moment and slowly massaged the hurting middle of his forehead. He knew Hanma had practically been waiting for an opportunity like this. Since the video game fanatic usually had to play alone, he didn't miss out on such unique opportunities.
Chifuyu growled loudly but was held back by Takemichi. He arbitrated with a nervous smile: “A little game won’t be so bad, Chifuyu. Let’s do them a favour.” “Just to clarify that right from the start. I certainly have nothing to do with this stupid idea, Hanagaki,” Kisaki hissed quietly and put his glasses back on his nose. Hanma chuckled in amusement at this statement. Grinning, he put his arm around the Pierrot and poked him lightly in the side, saying happily: "A little fun would do you some good as well, Kisaki."
The person being addressed rolled his eyes and concentrated again on the television. The characters were chosen quickly with an unsurprising cast. Takemichi raised an eyebrow and asked incredulously: "Even in a video game, you two can't separate, can you? Out of everyone it needed to be Wario and Waluigi?" "At least I don't ride like a mad man on my partner like you do, Takemichi," Hanma countered teasingly and casually pointed to the Mario and Yoshi figures on the screen. Fortunately for him, Chifuyu seemed to have ignored the innuendo or didn’t get the joke right.
He was too focused on starting the round. The green dinosaur took his first steps on the Dutch-inspired playing field. When it was Kisaki's turn, the Reaper suddenly began to explain: “You only get stars here if you invest in the different windmills. Whoever puts in the most coins wins the amount of stars inside of it, but can quickly lose them again if another bidder is higher. Capeesh?” Takemichi blinked in disbelief. He had this bad premonition that this 'little peaceful game' would escalate very soon.
The Hero turned out to be right. After the first three mini-games, the mood in Kisaki's little apartment was already heated up. Chifuyu in particular put an unusual amount of passion into the game and tried to outdo Hanma at every turn. The tall delinquent himself, however, was in good spirits and just enjoyed himself. When a 2 vs 2 mini-game suddenly arose, the Reaper playfully nudged Chifuyu and shouted loudly: "Waluigi and Yoshi, what a fucking dream team. We'll show the losers, right buddy?"
His involuntary partner growled cautiously: “You know, losing on purpose is an attractive alternative, dickhead.” Hanma held his stomach, which was already hurting from laughter. Kisaki stared vehemently at the television and asked matter-of-factly: "Does everyone understand what they have to do in the next mini-game?" A general nod of the party followed. When the menu disappeared and the word 'Start' appeared on the screen, the tall delinquent suddenly frowned. He asked Chifuyu quietly: “Hey. What the fuck should I do now? I didn’t pay attention to the rules.”
The younger one was about to strangle the Reaper with the gamepad cable. A total of 15 rounds went by, which were probably anything but boring. Chifuyu and Kisaki were tied towards the end of the game. However, both were too far away from a new windmill to strike a decisive blow against the other and win the round. With pure horror, Chifuyu looked at the broadly grinning face of Hanma next to him, who rolled a 9 and would past a windmill of his with two stars. When the Reaper got the chance to invest coins in it, the high body tension of the younger one was clearly visible.
He finally growled aggressively: “I fucking swear! Don't even think about putting two more fucking coins in my fucking windmill or I'll destroy you and your entire family tree, Hanma! I’m not even joking!" The tall delinquent grinned mischievously and playfully tapped his chin. After a few seconds, he finally pressed the A button and cheekily commented: "I won't do it, assface." The statement seemed to calm the younger man - at least up to the point when Hanma added with a smile: "It'll be three coins after all." Before the Reaper could make any further input on the controller, Chifuyu lunged at him with a furious scream.
While the two brawlers in the background were more or less successfully at each other's throats, Kisaki sighed and rested his cheek on his fist and stared at the television in annoyance. Takemichi put his hands on the back of his head, then collapsed onto the carpeted floor with a loud groan. He mumbled hopelessly: "Really great idea about working together, Kisaki." The Pierrot snorted contemptuously and replied coolly: "Some things even I can't foresee."
O.M.G! Look at this tired boy! I can't 🤣 Thank you soooo much @finzphoenix - I love the fact that I can drop a story randomly and you're just like "say no more". Amazing!
An eight-page buildup to a joke (worth every second) based on this little story written by @dercolaris, who was also the one who commissioned the comic! ✍️^-^
Progress! We're right now kicking out some old shelves and furniture. @shin-arei and I are thrilled to finally paint the walls and fill the inside of the shop with life.
We finally did it! @shin-arei and I rented our own shop that we will change into an open living room. Today we organized small Christmas gifts for people to take at our door. Shin also draw the mascot of the open living room.
Thanks to the help of @shin-arei for brainstorming about his looks and the reference drawing of @finzphoenix he pretty quickly came to a visual design as well:
I'm writing stories about him and commission artist to draw some of the scenes. A sinister priest just works way too well for Scarecrow 😄 Give it a try if you want: