[Carnivals are something that are still kind of new for Tsuna. He's used to amusement parks and summer festivals and the two of them being different things. So it is kind of cool to see the combination of rides and games and food stalls. Just to see, mind. Every time there's a clatter or a thunk from one of the rides, he winces, and tries to move away.
Yeah, definitely not his scene. Those rides look way to rickety for him. Who even thought that roller coasters were a good idea. He'll go stick with the midway games. Or maybe there's a stand with choco-bananas.
Of course, he might have also spent a bit too long staring at that roller coaster. Or the Tilt-a-whirl. Or the Scrambler.
Long enough that it might suggest interest.]
[B - Not-So-Funhouse]
[Tsuna is lost.
Really, it's to be expected in a maze of mirrors, and for someone like Tsuna, who has never had the best sense of direction. But it's all the more frustrating since there isn't really a way to tell where you've been and where you are going. And all the reflections are starting to make Tsuna uneasy. It's only thing to see a silly reflection of yourself, a big head on a tiny body, or the reverse of that.
It's another thing to be confronted with a version of yourself, older, and wearing a sharp, black suit and familiar rings. The person that, if things go the way they are, that Tsuna might end up being. It's not so bad really, as Tsuna turns, finding another mirror showing this older Tsuna with his Family, the Sky of the Vongola supported by his Guardians and others who helped him along his way. His Pride.
But then there's another turn, and he's confronted with a colder version of himself, a version that is not changing the direction of the Vongola but instead staying the course, and across from that the disappointed visage of Vongola Primo (i thought you would inherit my will. i trusted you). He hurries away from that to find the bright, chilling smile of Byakuran, the leader of the Millefiore family in front of him (haven't forgotten me have you), with the image soon being consumed by familiar orange flame. It's a quick turn to find another image of himself, this one looking blank save for the indigo flame over his left eye, a suggestion that Mukuro Rokudo has finally made good on his thread to destroy the Mafia and use Tsuna to do it (kufufufuf).
Mukuro's haunting laughter fills the corner that Tsuna has found until he turns again, and smacks right into another mirror, and falls back on the ground. Stunned.]
[C - Midway]
[The Hall of Mirrors may have been a little too much for Tsuna. He's found a bench a ways away and is currently leaning on his knees to catch his breath. This place, man. Can't he catch a break, even at a carnival.
There's a loud groan before he finally forces himself up and considers the midway games. Maybe he's safe with one of them. Or finding a good food stand. Do they even have takoyaki here?]
I don't even know if I have enough...
[D - General]
[Throughout the month, Tsuna has most likely been reaching out to people to make sure they're okay after the reset. He can also been found at his usual haunts of the arcade and the clubhouse. And maybe even making a point to do some training.
It's a bit haphazard that, since usually training for him is not so much the upkeep of abilities and fitness, but instead an intensive course of learning the new special power in a week for the final battle to come. The dangers of being a shonen protagonist.]
[E - Wildcard]
[Open to other situations and shenanigans! urbaninja or PM to plot!]
[Yosuke is still wandering, of course, but he does see a familiar sight while he does it. he frowns, his eyebrows knitting together a bit as he regards him.]
[The most Tsuna can answer with at the moment is a distressed groan. Today has very much not been his day, and to add insult to injury, it seems his panic is being witnessed. He's a little reluctant to open his eyes.]
'm okay...
[He says from the floor]
But, if you could tell me how to get out of here, that would be great.
Yeah, it's pretty good at it's job. [well, he certainly seemed a lot better now. Maybe she'd just got him while he was still stunned? And she couldn't see any blood.]
Tsunayoshi Sawada | Kateyou Hitman Reborn | Current
[Carnivals are something that are still kind of new for Tsuna. He's used to amusement parks and summer festivals and the two of them being different things. So it is kind of cool to see the combination of rides and games and food stalls. Just to see, mind. Every time there's a clatter or a thunk from one of the rides, he winces, and tries to move away.
Yeah, definitely not his scene. Those rides look way to rickety for him. Who even thought that roller coasters were a good idea. He'll go stick with the midway games. Or maybe there's a stand with choco-bananas.
Of course, he might have also spent a bit too long staring at that roller coaster. Or the Tilt-a-whirl. Or the Scrambler.
Long enough that it might suggest interest.]
[B - Not-So-Funhouse]
[Tsuna is lost.
Really, it's to be expected in a maze of mirrors, and for someone like Tsuna, who has never had the best sense of direction. But it's all the more frustrating since there isn't really a way to tell where you've been and where you are going. And all the reflections are starting to make Tsuna uneasy. It's only thing to see a silly reflection of yourself, a big head on a tiny body, or the reverse of that.
It's another thing to be confronted with a version of yourself, older, and wearing a sharp, black suit and familiar rings. The person that, if things go the way they are, that Tsuna might end up being. It's not so bad really, as Tsuna turns, finding another mirror showing this older Tsuna with his Family, the Sky of the Vongola supported by his Guardians and others who helped him along his way. His Pride.
But then there's another turn, and he's confronted with a colder version of himself, a version that is not changing the direction of the Vongola but instead staying the course, and across from that the disappointed visage of Vongola Primo (i thought you would inherit my will. i trusted you). He hurries away from that to find the bright, chilling smile of Byakuran, the leader of the Millefiore family in front of him (haven't forgotten me have you), with the image soon being consumed by familiar orange flame. It's a quick turn to find another image of himself, this one looking blank save for the indigo flame over his left eye, a suggestion that Mukuro Rokudo has finally made good on his thread to destroy the Mafia and use Tsuna to do it (kufufufuf).
Mukuro's haunting laughter fills the corner that Tsuna has found until he turns again, and smacks right into another mirror, and falls back on the ground. Stunned.]
[C - Midway]
[The Hall of Mirrors may have been a little too much for Tsuna. He's found a bench a ways away and is currently leaning on his knees to catch his breath. This place, man. Can't he catch a break, even at a carnival.
There's a loud groan before he finally forces himself up and considers the midway games. Maybe he's safe with one of them. Or finding a good food stand. Do they even have takoyaki here?]
I don't even know if I have enough...
[D - General]
[Throughout the month, Tsuna has most likely been reaching out to people to make sure they're okay after the reset. He can also been found at his usual haunts of the arcade and the clubhouse. And maybe even making a point to do some training.
It's a bit haphazard that, since usually training for him is not so much the upkeep of abilities and fitness, but instead an intensive course of learning the new special power in a week for the final battle to come. The dangers of being a shonen protagonist.]
[E - Wildcard]
[Open to other situations and shenanigans!
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You good? Something spook you, Tsuna?
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The Hall of Mirrors isn't exactly, a fun time.
But I'm alright. Thanks Yosuke.
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[he's had enough drama, thank you.]
No problem. That's what friends are for, yeah?
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[But it was one of the tamer looking rides. Or so he thought.]
Yeah, that's right.
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[yeah... everything isn't as it seems here!!]
How about we get your mind off it? There's plenty of fun stuff to do without all that weirdness with the mirrors, after all.
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[he laughs.]
I thought the funhouse was supposed to be one of the safe rides. Everything else looked kinda...rickety.
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[he has a point, there.]
But no one's died yet, so I've ridden a few. And with my luck, it would've broken down if it was going to.
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[With any luck, he'd be stuck upside down.]
But I guess you're right.
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[he tilts his head.]
Wanna go do something fun? To get your mind off everything.
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[He thought you'd never ask.]
Think I want to stay away from rides for the moment though, or at least, anything with a mirror.
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he nods, and shrugs.]
Suit yourself. There's plenty of games and stuff over there, though they're probably mostly rigged. Still fun, though.
[and there to attempt people to get their mind off the mirror shit...]
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[Okay, he's trying to joke. Maybe he'll be okay.]
I...want to say I was at least good at one game, but I think that would be a lie.
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funhouse
Then a guy ran around a corner and slammed straight into a mirror. She Flinched at the noise, her hands coming up protectively.
For a few seconds, she just stared at him. Blinking at him sprawled out on the ground. Then she approached, crouching nearby.]
Are you alright?
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'm okay...
[He says from the floor]
But, if you could tell me how to get out of here, that would be great.
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No. I'm lost as well. Sorry.... [She actually sounded mournful at that. It felt bad not being able to help. Then she gave another verbal prod.]
Are you sure you're alright? You hit the wall pretty hard and then the floor...
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[He does manage to sit up, rubbing his head.]
I'm sure. It'll take more than that to take me out.
And it's not like I have much dignity left anyway.
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Yeah, it's pretty good at it's job. [well, he certainly seemed a lot better now. Maybe she'd just got him while he was still stunned? And she couldn't see any blood.]
Why were you running anyway?
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[Things he really doesn't like thinking about. Things he can still sort of see.]
I just want to get out of here.
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But mirrors only show your reflection...unless someone else was there?
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I mean, they show a reflection, but it's wrong.
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Like. It was showing old memories. And stuff.
[And vaguely, he can start to hear Mukuro's laughter again.]
Stuff I'd rather not see.
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Um...I don't see anything?
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[He's a little confused, but also, maybe that's a good thing.]
Maybe you're lucky. But you probably shouldn't look for too long.
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