Rembrandt
Main menu conversations
(Default, "Moving to Location", "Time of Day", "Parade", "Inactive screen")
Van Gogh: You're so strong, Rembrandt-san! No matter how hurt you get, you keep smiling!
Rembrandt: Hahaha, thaaanks~ All I can do is laugh.
Rembrandt: There's a deeeeep story behind your love for sunflowers, isn't there, Van Gogh-kun?~
Van Gogh: Yeah, that's right! Sunflowers gave me a lot of light when I was depressed!
Rembrandt: Van Gogh-kun. Why have you been staring at me all this time?
Van Gogh: I feel some kind of familiarity with you! Your pictures are also my favorite.
Rembrandt: If that's the case, keep looking. In return, tell me your story.
Van Gogh: Okay! What shall we talk about theeen?
Van Gogh: I-I'm kind of embarrassed to be interviewed…
Rembrandt: Van Gogh-kun, I'm sure you have lots of interesting stories to teeell~
["Time of Day" conversation - night]
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Courbet: Hey, what's that injury? C'mon, I'll patch you up.
Rembrandt: Hahaha, pretty pleeease!~ I think I got my head stuck in the easel.
Rembrandt: Do you really not believe in ghoosts?~
Courbet: I-I don't believe in them! Stop asking me that over and over again!
Courbet: Rembrandt, which of these two paintings do you think is better?
Rembrandt: Both! I wanna get inside that painting. And I wanna hear what this one has to say.
Courbet: … I'm not talking about that, I want to discuss which technique is better.
Rembrandt: Oh right! As far as I'm concerned, I think they're both wonderful and amazing!
Courbet: What! Your head is bleeding!? Come here! I'll take care of it!
Rembrandt: Thaaanks~ I was taking a walk and a flower pot fell on me.
["Time of Day" conversation - morning]
Courbet: Geez… You were the one who told me not to screw up…
Rembrandt: Sorry~ But thanks to you, Courbet-kun, the parade was a great success!
["Parade" conversation]
Courbet: You shouldn't move for no reason. You'll get hurt immediately.
Rembrandt: But I wanted to go find a new story~
["Moving to Location" conversation (Exhibition room)]
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Da Vinci: You cannot expect me to tell you any interesting stories, okay?
Rembrandt: Is that sooo?~ I'm sure I'll hear something interesting.
Rembrandt: Let's see, todaaaay I'd love to hear what you and Michelangelo-kun have to say about each otheeer~
Da Vinci: Sigh, alright. It was a time when heaven and earth were still–
Rembrandt: I'd love to hear your story about being a child prodigy, it's not often I get to hear one!
Da Vinci: I do not think it is anything interesting to hear… Are you sure about it?
Rembrandt: I'm sure, I'm sureee. What is an ordinary story to you could be special to me.
Da Vinci: I see. Then I will think about what I am going to say.
Rembrandt: Da Vinci-kun, are you eating chocolate in the morning?
Da Vinci: Yes, I need to replenish my sugar supply to keep my mind sharp. Gnam gnam…
["Time of Day" conversation - morning]
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Renoir: If you're going to get a woman's story, why don't I go along with you?
Rembrandt: Thaaanks~ It's reassuring to have you, Renoir-kun.
Rembrandt: What kind of stories do you tell to pick up girls, Renoir-kuuun?~
Renoir: Are you curious about it? Then you should practice pick-up too, Rembrandt.
Rembrandt: Hey hey, let me ask youuu~ How did the four of you become friends?
Renoir: You seee~ My friends from a previous life have been reincarnated and we've met.
Rembrandt: I see! I'd like to hear more about it. Do you have any memories of your past life!?
Renoir: Hmmm. I suddenly remembered it… but I don't know much about it.
Rembrandt: Good morning, Renoir-kuun~ Oh, is that necklace new?
Renoir: Yes, they said it's the current trend. The lady I met yesterday told me about it.
["Time of Day" conversation - morning]
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Michelangelo: About Da Vinci? I don't have anythin’ to tell you.
Rembrandt: Huuuh, I was hoping you could tell me something about the mysterious Da Vinci-kun.
Rembrandt: Ah! Michelangelo-ku– Woaaah!?
Michelangelo: Woah, the God of Destruction…! And he fell down and broke his easel again. Just don't break the marble.
Rembrandt: Today is the day I want to hear your story.
Michelangelo: … I don't have anythin’ to tell you.
Rembrandt: I see. Then, I'll wait here until you come up with something to say.
Michelangelo: … Uh? It's not that I can't think of anythin’, it's that I don't wanna talk ‘bout it…
Rembrandt: Why do you like muscles that much, Michelangelo-kun? Tell meeee~
Michelangelo: Aight. We'll start with the brachialis spinous muscle…
["Time of Day" conversation - night]
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Rembrandt: Hey hey, what is it like when you drink with Kuroda-san?
Hokusai: In any case, it's a pain in the ass. You'll understand when ya drink, too.
Hokusai: I wanna see more of your paintings.
Rembrandt: Hahaha, mine are no big deal. I'd rather listen to your stories, Hokusai-san.
Rembrandt: The sea you paint is wonderful, Hokusai-san. But there’s one problem.
Hokusai: A problem? Now that ya said it, lemme hear it for reference.
Rembrandt: I… I can't swim. I can't go inside this painting and play in the ocean…
Hokusai: Oh, don't worry. 'Cuz ya can't enter the world of this paintin’ to begin with.
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Gauguin: A flower pot fell down…!? What the heck...
Rembrandt: That surprised meee. Are you okay?
Rembrandt: I wish I could visit the southern paradise you describe, Gauguin-kun.
Gauguin: I've never been there to begin with, though…
Gauguin: Aaah... I see it. I see Mother Nature right in front of me...
Rembrandt: What's wrong, Gauguin-kun? What you're saying sounds pretty interesting.
Gauguin: The sound of the waves, women playing, it would be great to live in such a place…
Rembrandt: I wonder if he has gone to his imaginary world. I'll have to hear about it later.
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Monet: Woaaah!? A flower pot fell!? Rembrandt! Ya good!?
Rembrandt: Hahaha! Maybe it fell because of meee~ Sorryyy~
Rembrandt: Monet, is the print on those clothes water lilies?
Monet: Yeah! Nenufar's my favorite brand!
Monet: Ya listen to a lotta people's stories, right? Got anythin' interestin' to tell?
Rembrandt: I do. One night, a man was walking when a man came up behind him–
Monet: H-Hold on a sec…! No scary stuff like that!
Rembrandt: Huuuh!? But it's going to be interesting from now on. Those footsteps–
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Raffaello: Did you buy another new accessory? I have never seen that before.
Rembrandt: As expected from you, Raffaello-san! This one is my current favoriteeee~
Rembrandt: Is it true that when you hold a brush you suddenly change?
Raffaello: A-Aaah! I see the story has spread that far…
Rembrandt: Ah, Raffaello-san, can I talk with– woaaaah!?
Raffaello: Whoa, are you all right, Rembrandt-kun?
Rembrandt: Owow… That was a hard fall…
Raffaello: Here, let me see... You do not seem to be badly injured. Thank god.
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Rembrandt: What kind of things do you like about your friends?
Munch: Uh? Of course, the fact that they're my friends!
Munch: Today, Hana-chan told me "I want to paint the sky".
Rembrandt: That's niceee. I'd like to talk to her toooo~
Rembrandt: Hey, can you tell me about your "friends" today?
Munch: Okaaay! Well, my friends are... There and there!
Rembrandt: I see... There! Yeah, I think I'm starting to see them!
Munch: Everyone wants to be friends with you, Rembraa, let's play together!
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Giotto: Oops! Watch out. Suddenly a tree fell down…!
Rembrandt: Oh, maybe that's because you're with me. Sooorry, Giotto-san.
Rembrandt: Oh, Giotto-san! Do you have any interesting stories todaaay?
Giotto: Ah, sorry! I haven't stocked anythin’ up yet today.
Rembrandt: Uuurgh…! Phew, no good…
Giotto: Hey, what's the matter? Ya look like you're in trouble.
Rembrandt: … I can't open the lid of the paint… I'm trying, but…
Giotto: Hey, that's the wrong way to turn it. ... Gimme that. I'll open it for ya.
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Sisley: I wonder... Are you rich, Rembrandt-san?
Rembrandt: Hmm? That's not true. When I see something that looks good, I buy it.
Rembrandt: Look loooook, I bought a new accessory!
Sisley: … U-Uhm. I hope your wallet is okay…
Rembrandt: Why don't you tell me all about the Impressionists today?
Sisley: Monet is always cheerful and Renoir is a lazy but funny guy.
Rembrandt: Mmh-mmh, and then…?
Sisley: Bazille is a firm and organized guy. … We're well-balanced.
Rembrandt: Which one gives you a more enjoyable story, when you're working part-time or when you're painting?
Sisley: A story...? I never thought of it that way, but from now on it will definitely be painting.
Rembrandt: I see, that's right. I'm looking forward to hearing more from you.
Sisley: Yes, I'd love to hear more about you too, Rembrandt-san.
["Parade" conversation]
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Bazille: … Seal it, and done. I've got to go send a letter.
Rembrandt: Where is that letter going? I'm curious, Bazille-kun.
Rembrandt: What's the matter Bazille-kun, you don't look well, do you?
Bazille: You'd be better off worrying about yourself than worrying about me, wouldn't you? Your head is bleeding again. Come on, I'll patch you up.
Rembrandt: Bazille-kun, you're always reading those difficult-looking medical books, are they interesting?
Bazille: Well... They’re interesting to me. And they’re a good reference for painting.
Rembrandt: Reference for painting...? What do you mean?
Bazille: In the human eye, there are somatic cells and cone cells... Don't look so surprised.
Bazille: Courbet is taking care of you for some reason, are you old friends?
Rembrandt: No, I met him heeere.
Bazille: Huuh, he takes care of you frequently for that matter.
Rembrandt: Courbet-kun is very kind, you know. I know I shouldn't rely on him too much.
["Parade" conversation]
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Kuroda: … Do you have a hobby of walking around with your head bleeding?
Rembrandt: Hahahaaaa~ I get hurt just by leaving my room. I was attacked by a cat in the garden just nooow~
Rembrandt: You know your stuff, don't you, Kuroda-saan? I'd love to hear more about it.
Kuroda: You should paint more instead of that, what are you here for?
Rembrandt: Where should I wear it... This place is already full.
Kuroda: Did you buy another one again, like you've never learned your lesson? Sounds like you want to make yourself an accessory stand.
Rembrandt: Surely, if I wear all of them, I'll be buried… Hmmm, oh well!
Kuroda: You can spend your money however you want, but I think you need to fix the way you wear your jewelry.
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Rembrandt: Hey, Ingres-kun. What are you doing in front of my painting?
Ingres: Ah, my apologies. I was trying to figure out how to get the light in your paintings…
Ingres: Rembrandt-san! That one is undergoing maintenance right now!
Rembrandt: Woaah!? That surprised me! But thanks to you, Ingres-kun, I didn't get huuurt~
Rembrandt: I've been thinking about it for a while, but you and I look so much alike!
Ingres: …? I suspect you aren't as meticulous as I am.
Rembrandt: You're right… But I'm talking about the looks.
Ingres: ... I understand. You're only looking at the glasses, aren't you?
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Rembrandt: I don't know much about rock, but it seems to have the potential for all kinds of storieees~
Delacroix: Yeah. People who live in a rock way got deep feelings that can't be expressed in a few words.
Delacroix: Hey, ya talk too much when ya eat. Can't ya eat more quietly?
Rembrandt: Delacroix-kun, you're pretty strict about manners, aren't you? I wish you would tell me moooore~
Rembrandt: Hey hey, Delacroix-kun. Can you let me interview you about what rock is all about?
Delacroix: Haah? What's with ya all of sudden… I mean, ya can sense it when ya look at me even if I don't talk 'bout it.
Rembrandt: Huuh? Hmmm… Ah, that accessory looks really niiice~
Delacroix: Ah, thanks… Not that! Shit, I guess I ain't rockin' enough…!
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Watteau: I'll do some sketches today... Ow! A brush fell from the sky!
Rembrandt: Aaaah~ I think my little Brush-chan just flew away! Sorry~
Rembrandt: Watteau-kun! I'd love to hear more of your interesting stories.
Watteau: Okaay! Hold on just a sec. Which of the recent stories would ya like to hear?
Watteau: Hiii~ You're just in time! Let's go have a drink together now!
Rembrandt: Alright! … Ah, but wait a minute… Sorry, I can't.
Watteau: What's wrong? I'm gettin' the vibes… that ya don't wanna be with me.
Rembrandt: The thing is… I don't have any money. I spent too much the other day.
Rembrandt: You're going out for a drink now? You can tell me what happened later if you want.
Watteau: Then why don't ya join us too, Rembrandt? C’mon, let's get goin’!
["Time of Day" conversation - night]
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Rembrandt: What's wrong, Velazquez-kun? You're staring at me. Ah, is it my bed hair?
Velazquez: … If it's nothing to worry about, it's fine. It’s just... I'm always willing to talk.
Velazquez: Rembrandt, you've been spending too much lately. Your room is covered with accessories.
Rembrandt: Sorryyyy~ I'll clean uuup~
Velazquez: … Rembrandt. Why do you want to hear all these stories?
Rembrandt: Hmmm, let's see. ... If I have to say it, it's because it's fun.
Velazquez: Is that it? You seem like a thoughtful and complex person.
Rembrandt: Hahaha. Only you would say that, Velazquez-kun.
Rembrandt: Haha, I fell down again. My feet are soaking weeet~
Velazquez: You should be more careful of what's ahead. If you can't, then narrow your field of action.
["Time of Day" conversation - daytime]
Rembrandt: Velazquez-kun, have you had more fun stories here?
Velazquez: Yeah, there's more. How about you?
Rembrandt: Hm? Ah, yeees~ I always hear new stories hereeee~
Velazquez: No, it's not that, it's your own… No, it's nothing.
["Inactive screen" conversations]
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Rembrandt: Oh? Did you change your perfume? It smells soooo good~
Van Dyck: Hehe, I bought it with Teacher the other day.
Van Dyck: At least try to be consistent in the way you wear jewelry. Like this one and this one.
Rembrandt: I seeee, this would look even better!
Van Dyck: You don't wear accessories in a beautiful way. It's too cluttered.
Rembrandt: But you know, each one of these has a story behind it.
Van Dyck: Even so... The beauty of each one of them is reflected…
Rembrandt: Uuuh, that's true, too. But I want to wear all of them…!
Van Dyck: The accessories you are wearing today are too beautiful for you.
Rembrandt: They're beautiful, aren't theeey~ I can feel the craftsman's passion!
["Time of Day" conversation - morning]
Rembrandt: You looked so sparkly during the parade.
Van Dyck: Fufu, it's no wonder. Because I'm beautiful.
["Parade" conversation]
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Rubens: Rembrandt-chan, you have a hole in your dress. I'll put some pretty embroidery on it!
Rembrandt: Thaaanks~ I think it came open when I fell.
Rembrandt: How do you always manage to keep everything in order, Rubens-san?
Rubens: I might just tell you as well♪ I've always wondered about that hair of yours, I can't tell if it's your bed hair or your hairline~
Rubens: Ara, look at these other accessories you added to your collection. Rembrandt-chan.
Rembrandt: That's right. I'm surprised you noticed. Aren't they all pretty?
Rubens: You're adding more and more accessories every day... Are you sure you can afford it?
Rembrandt: H-Hahahaha… I'll be careful.
Rembrandt: Rubens-san, are you taking a break? I'll join youuu~
Rubens: Ara, alright. Let's have tea time♪
["Moving to Location" conversation (Terrace)]
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El Greco: Do you enjoy listening to the stories about my hometown?
Rembrandt: Yup! I don't understand your language, but I enjoy getting to know more about you.
Rembrandt: It's always soothing to hear the birds singing near you, El Greco-kun.
El Greco: Is that so? … Ah, my familiars were gathering again.
Rembrandt: Hey, El Greco-kun, I'd love to hear more about your story.
El Greco: … My story… What do you want me to tell you?
Rembrandt: Your favorite food, season, clothes, stores, sweets, colors and other things…?
El Greco: Wait. … You're like a river after rain. One at a time, please.
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Jan: Aaaah! Another new necklace! Lemme see, lemme seeee!
Rembrandt: Alriiight, I'll put it around your neck. … Uh, huh? Hmmm… I can't get it off... I think it got caught with my hair!
Rembrandt: Jan-kun, I'd love to hear what you've been up to latelyyy~
Jan: Okay! Then we can talk about your story, Rembrandt-nii!
Rembrandt: Hey Jan-kun, what is your brother like from your point of view?
Jan: You mean Bert-nii? Weeell, he's good at baking sweets!
Rembrandt: Aaah yes. I've eaten them too.
Jan: I also love that he's veeery kind! I wish I could stay with Bert-nii forever!
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Rembrandt: The protagonist of your stories is always Jan-kun, isn't it, Hubert-kun?
Hubert: Indeed it is. I can talk as much as I want about Jan.
Hubert: Did you hurt yourself again? I have to disinfect it right away...!
Rembrandt: Oooh, thanks! Courbet-kun isn't here today. That's very helpfuuul~
Rembrandt: Hubert-kun, what is Jan-kun like to you?
Hubert: Jan, you say? Well, he's a treasure. He's more important to me than anything else.
Rembrandt: I see! You must really, really love him.
Hubert: Fufu, that's right. He's so cute that I end up taking care of him.
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Rembrandt: Your vegetables are always delicious, Millet-kun. Do you do anything special?
Millet: I just raise them normally. If anything, I'd say I put a lot of love into it.
Millet: Rembrandt-san, your necklace is in the soup!
Rembrandt: Ah, I didn't notice that at aaaall! Thank you, Millet-kun.
Rembrandt: Oh, Millet-kun. You seem in a good mood. Tell me what happened.
Millet: Actually, I've got a nice crop of vegetables to share.
Rembrandt: Thanks! If you can, please share your story about these vegetables with me…
Millet: Alright, we'll talk about it over dinner, but it's gonna be a long conversation... okay?
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Manet: Every time you come, accidents happen. Do something about it.
Rembrandt: Hmmm, I can't help it. Sooorryyy~
Rembrandt: Manet-san, you're adored by Monet-kun and the otheeers~ What is your secret?
Manet: Secret? I have no such thing. Because there is nothing to hide.
Rembrandt: … Huh!? The drawing feeling is different! This isn't my paintbrush!
Manet: I never thought that commoners would use my brush.You're an extravagant guy.
Rembrandt: Hahaha, sorryyy~ But this is a very nice brush. Now I know why you can draw such great pictures, Manet-saaan~
Manet: Heh, that brush is my pride and joy. If you like it, you can keep it.
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Mucha: Rembrandt-san, why do you not take a leisurely stroll through the galleries of our rival museum?
Rembrandt: Huuuuh?~ If I did that, I'd be in big trouble. … Ah. Maybe that's what you're after?
Rembrandt: Mucha-san, you seem to have an exciting story to teeeell~
Mucha: Fufu, that is not true. I am just an ordinary businessman.
Rembrandt: Hahaha, I'm in troubleee~ I spent all my living expenses for this month.
Mucha: Oh, that is tough. Did you buy too many accessories again?
Rembrandt: That's riiiight~ Lately I've had a lot of encounters that felt like storieees~
Mucha: That wasteful spending habit of yours must be corrected somehow. Would you like to keep a household budget together?
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Rembrandt: Is Morita-san a ninja, perhaps?
Hiroshige: He's not a ninja. However, he has ninja-like abilities.
Hiroshige: Today, let's see... Let's talk about travel, shall we?
Rembrandt: Hooraaay! I've been waiting for this! Your stories are so exciting, Hiroshige-saaan~
Rembrandt: I heard that bold men drink boldly, so look, here's a beer!
Hiroshige: Oh, thank you very much. Will this make me more manly?
Rembrandt: Yeah, give it a try! Then I'll have some toooo.
Hiroshige: It's quite good. Oh? This was just a drink, wasn't it…?
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