[Heart Game] From the ashes we can build

[castaside]

WHO: Macaque, Red Son, Wukong, Korone, Donnie, Cole, Wash
WHAT: Soul fixin'
WHEN: March 9
WHERE: Red Son's house, Blossomcrown
WARNINGS: will be marked

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[castaside]

The shadow seems to catch MK and hold him as he curls up on the floor. Meditation can be a grounding experience, it helps you clarify what's important. And MK is important to Macaque, so much that he had to make that clear in every way he's failed to do thus far.

The shadow will keep wrapped around MK until he sees fit to get up.

[noodleboi]

MK had two items lift. He stayed in the shadow's hold for a little longer. He sat up slowly and reached for the lantern. The scorecard could go last.

"Alright. ...I can guess what this one is about," MK touched the lantern.

[castaside]

You are Macaque, and you feel like you're about to die again. The Lady Bone Demon and her creepy little minion are holding your arms fast and shoving you into one of her spell circles, and you feel the ice biting into you.

She gives you two options: compliance, or nonexistence.

--Or I will erase the very memory of you.

She reminds you of how Wukong killed you, tossed you away, as if that matters now. (And yet it does, nothing matters more.) Twisting the knife as she is so wont to do. As if you needed more convincing than "do it, or you're toast."

What else can you do? You agree. You don't want her to win, hence your defiance, but you can do more for the world alive than you can dead. You just have to make it look like you're really after the Monkie Kid, Wukong's new protégé, your replacement. And everyone will believe it too, because why wouldn't they? You've tried it before. You're Wukong's shadow, you have no other identity to any of them. Maybe not to yourself, anymore.

Part of you can't help but wonder how the poor kiddo's going to get out of this one, because this is going to need to look convincing.

[noodleboi]

That was not what he expected. Not at all. He was terrified at first. Falling into the magic circle, feeling the cold chains, and being pushed into the circle. He felt his heart racing. Replacement? No. That wasn't true. He couldn't replace Macaque. He was sure he never could. Not really. Still, he knew the feelings were Macaque's and he could feel anyway he did. It was what he truly felt. It hurt because he didn't want to hurt Macaque like that.

He snapped back to himself and had to take a moment. He focused on his breathing and popped a candy into his mouth. He let it soften and he broke it with his teeth. Once he swallowed it, he reached out and took the scorecard.

Last one.

[castaside]

You're Macaque, and you think that punishing MK might be your new favorite hobby.

He had it coming, after all. Posting you to Hot or Not like that. At least he gave you a perfect score, that was nice... but still, who even are you if you let this go unanswered? Particularly when you managed to fluster him with thoughts of your shadows holding him down.

You hold his arms and legs and waist down and demand that he give you a second perfect score. He thinks he can refuse, mess with you right back. Poor guy, he has no idea what he's in for.

Full disclosure, neither do you. Physically, sure, you're experienced enough to make a big, impressive mess of anyone. But emotionally...

Well, that's more of a challenge. But right now, with MK held against the wall and at your mercy, it's one that will have to wait. Things aren't as one-sided as they seem, though, you definitely know that. MK has always had your number when it comes to making you beg for mercy when it comes to your feelings.

If you can return the favor in some small way, here and now, that seems worth doing.

Perfect place to threadjack here

[noodleboi]

Mk shivered as the memory played out. Oh. Oh that memory. Of course there had to be one memory like THAT in here. Feeling it from the other end was thrilling. It was exciting and that was a bit of a problem. They didn't have time for cold showers. It also just decimated any parts of that boundary and wall he was trying to build. Macaque, you rock at just demolishing Mk's barriers and guards.

You suck because of it. He looked at the shadow.

"That...that's not fair," He said and slipped it into the bad. Mk wouldn't say it out loud but Macaque was still a ten. Dammit.

"I wish I had a drink right now," MK mumbled as he stood up. He headed for the cubbies next. Might as well see what else was over there. He also looked around to check and see if anyone needed him with all these item memories right now.

Re: Perfect place to threadjack here

[forgingfires]

Wait, he knows that face.

"Noodle Boy?" Red Son said, raising an eyebrow. "Are you...doing all right?"

Re: Perfect place to threadjack here

[noodleboi]

MK's back went rigid. Oh snap. He laughed nervously as a sweat drop appeared on his forehead. Don't be obvious. Don't be awkward.

"Yeeeeaaaah! I'm fine! Fine! How are you? Need grounding help? We can make out!" Nailed it.

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[forgingfires]

Red Son stared at MK for several moments.

Raises an eyebrow. A pointed look.

....he supposed since everyone knew it was gonna be a thing ANYWAY. "I suppose I could use a little grounding," he said.

See how much he loves you, MK? See the mercy he shows?

Re: Perfect place to threadjack here

[noodleboi]

Mk knew his demon bull prince was merciful and kind. Sometimes. When he really needed it. Mk knew he'd be menaced later. And he would menace in return. Right now? He appreciated that mercy so much. Even with the pointed look.

MK walked over, wrapped his arms around Red Son, and kissed him. He just tried to not think about making out with Red Son inside Macaque's soul. Yeah. Best to not focus on that part.

Re: Perfect place to threadjack here

[forgingfires]

Red Son wraps an arm around his shoulders and kisses him back.

Pointedly presses close to him, because if he was going to kiss MK for his benefit, he still wanted to know how much he was affected and enjoy it. His hand lightly running through his hair at the base of his skull.

Re: Perfect place to threadjack here

[noodleboi]

MK pressed back. It wasn't hard for Red Son to realize just how affected MK was. It pressed against his thigh as they made out. His hands wrapped around Red Son's waist and groped his ass. MK was definitely in a good.

Re: Perfect place to threadjack here

[forgingfires]

Oh, he can definitely feel how affected he was. His leg shifting to press his thigh more against him. There is a small surprised noise at the grope and his hand tugs at his hair. Letting himself melt against him for a minute.

Re: Perfect place to threadjack here

[noodleboi]

MK ground his hips into the leg and groped harder. He deepened the kiss and let out a small growl. Oh this was getting hot. Well, it always was with Red Son. He broke the kiss and whispered against his boyfriend's lips.

"You're you. You're Red Son. Prince of the Demon Bull Family. Son of DBK and Princess Iron Fan. You're mine. I'm yours. You're a genius. Okay?" MK made sure to check in and remind Red Son who he was. Separate from the universe and the fire. Apart.

[castaside]

In the supply area, there is a variety of things:

> Weapons of all kinds (mundane only, sorry), including all Wash's fancy advanced stuff that Macaque observed in Choco's heart game
> First aid supplies
> Note taking and art supplies
> Snacks of varying kinds
> Extra clothes in everyone's size and for a variety of weather conditions
> Miscellaneous items that might be useful (you'll have to look around for something specific if you want to check those things out, here's a lot of stuff in here)

Macaque was clearly trying to be as helpful as possible.

[noodleboi]

MK's eyes lit up seeing all the stuff. Okay. First thing was first. The important stuff. MK grabbed the paper and any crayons. You know him so well, Macaque! With these and the candy, he can handle anything you throw at him! Maybe.

Probably not but hell, he's gonna try.

Any memories?

[castaside]

There are no memories in here! Feel free to touch and take all the things, they're just things.

ADULT SUPERVISION NEEDED

[noodleboi]

Awesome! Everything but not everything. MK grabbed a First Aid Kit too, just in case. Then he saw it. The glowing scissor sword thing! MK's grin turned feral as he grabbed it and held the sword up. He made the most happy gremlin noises you ever done heard.

"Hehehehehehe~"

Re: ADULT SUPERVISION NEEDED

[castaside]

The shadow laughs soundlessly. He approves of your foolishness MK. Have fun with your new toy.

[noodleboi]

MK grinned and nodded to the shadow.

"Alright. I got what I need. Thanks. For everything. We won't let you down. I won't let you down."

After chatting everyone else up

[noodleboi]

MK returned to his items. He had two now he was sure he needed to decide what to use. Did he use the sun plush or the grass? His mind stared at the two of them. One was where they were, the other where Mk wanted to go back to. One a block and sickness and regret, the other peace, happiness, and acceptance. MK didn't want to choose. It felt horrible as he didn't know what this would do. Would it lock this one in for Macaque? Would it take them down in his soul to where these memories came from? Would it make things easier or harder going down?

MK was at a loss.

That was until a crazy idea came to mind. He took the grass weave and put it around the sun. He weaved the grass a little tighter together and tried to put both in at the same time.

"Hope this works..."

Re: After chatting everyone else up

[castaside]

You input the Combo Memory into the void, and it makes a little buzzing "error" sound. Both the grass and the plush sun flop out onto the floor.

Sorry, Smartie Kid, you must choose one. But you can save the other one for other voids.

Re: ADULT SUPERVISION NEEDED

[schrodingerscockroach]

"Be careful. That thing is a real son of a bitch to be stabbed by," Wash said. A pause. "Bright side, now you're the only one who can use it. If that can be baked in now."

That shit is DNA locked.

Re: ADULT SUPERVISION NEEDED

[noodleboi]

MK looked at Wash as he held up the sword.

"You mean the sword chose me?! AWESOME! HEHEHEHEHE!" He giggled and ran around with it. He moved fast enough to vanish almost as he just jetting around the lobby and came back.

"This thing is so light. If I can't keep this, I'm asking for one from the shops for a reward!"

Re: ADULT SUPERVISION NEEDED

[schrodingerscockroach]

"Eeeeeeeeh," Wash said with a bit of an UNSURE look. "The Sangheili consider it a pretty sacred weapon, so usually if humans are wielding them, its either going to piss them off, or they're going to think you're part of some kind of holy prophecy."

He kind of does a hand waggle. "On one hand, there is a lot of bad blood with them. On the other hand, they're some of the first who actually gave peace a chance when they learned how fucked up the situation was. So like, if you want it, you can go for it, but also there is definitely a level of 'fuck you' to an entire species."