Happy February, folks! The hotel is chugging along as it always does and nothing really seems that out of the ordinary, actually. Mr Bennet is at the front desk as per usual, greeting new guests, checking out old ones, generally being mediocre at his job but there's something a little... off about him this morning. A little more Springtime focused. Is it the suit? No, no, that's the same as it always is. Is it the face? No, Mr Bennet's face is unable to be perceived by eyes as per usual. No, it's the —
The bunny ears?
HOP TO IT
It seems Mr Bennet has developed a pair of bunny ears and a tail overnight, but he's not the only one. Every staff member and guest of the hotel will find that they have grown a pair of animal ears and a matching tail when they wake up that morning. It's nekomimi time, y'all! But not just neko, characters will find themselves with all categories of ears and tails. Cats, dogs, rabbit, deer, fish. Whatever animal best suits the characters are what they'll find themselves sporting.
For all intents and purposes, these will be part of your characters bodies and real additional limbs. It will hurt if someone hurts them and they will bleed if someone cuts them. There will be some added bonuses as well as characters will also take on the traits of the animals they become. However players want to interpret this is up to them — it can be light like a cat person just being more aloof or heavy like a spider person having multiple eyes and limbs. Whatever is most fun for the player and most hectic for the character, of course.
This effect will last till the end of the month.
Of course, an additional note: For characters who already have animal ears and/or tails — they will either keep those ears and tails and develop more traits of that animal. Or they can become something entirely different for the month. Player preference!
ANIMAL CRACKERS
Mr Bennet has found this to be hysterical though so he has set up a stall in the main lounge that's advertising animal crackers. They're a little less cracker and more cookie though, and larger than the traditional animal cracker. They also come in all shapes and sizes. If you can think of the animal, you can have an animal cracker with it. There is a dog cracker. There is a whale cracker. There is a spider cracker. All kinds of things. Even fictional animals, like gryphons and dragons!
The only catch is — once your character eats the cracker they will become that animal entirely. This is probably tipped off by the bunny rabbit hopping around the lounge in a little hotel jacket, huh. Thanks Mr Bennet. The effect of these crackers will last as long as the player prefers and characters are free to eat another cracker and become another animal afterwards.
One thing though, as the animal, characters will still be able to speak in animal form. So there's that!
The animal crackers will also be available till the end of the month.
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...Satoyed seems entirely unfazed by this development, if he even acknowledges it at all. All he cares about is pasgetti!!!! ]
That's not how dogs do things. When's the last time a dog walked up to you at the inn and asked you for spaghetti dinner?
[ ...Actually, that doesn't seem entirely out of the realm of possibility for her. ]
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Hah... You would be surprised. There's a group that comes in now and then with a talking cat named Yam—
[ Wait. They're getting off-track! Easily distractible doggy brain... What the track is, she's not sure, though she is sure that Satoyed wants it to be "knock this table over." ]
Anyroad, look... This patron's date just left because of our bickering. Let's at least leave the poor man to enjoy his dinner in silence...
[ Said guy pipes up with an, "I can hear you," but this ain't about him. ]
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He meets Pomina's gaze levelly, a challenge in his eyes. You can turn him into a dog, but you can never take the cat out of him...
Without further ado, he bonks his head against the underside of the table to tip it over. It's going down...! ]
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Don't—
[ Ah, well. Down the table goes, pasgetti and meatballs and all... The gentleman throws his hand in the air, ostensibly Done with all of this, and leaves.
In the wake of all that, with things falling all around her and loud sounds ringing in her little ears, Sumina is laying on the ground, her front paws covering her face, ears pinned back on her head.
And when the
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Despite her sigh and obvious distress, Satoru nudges Sumina with his snout, tail still wagging, before trotting over to where the mess of spaghetti lays on the floor. Victory never tasted so — !!
...Well, like floor pasgetti. ]
C'mon, it's time to enjoy the fruits of our labors! Or mine, really, but I'm in a generous mood.
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[ Flatly. Unimpressed. Yet she rises to her paws after he noses at her all the same, walking over with hesitant steps... ]
You're getting sauce all over your fur...
[ She, on the other hand, is attempting to pick up a fallen napkin between her paws to tuck into the ribbon around her neck. It's not going very well, but uh, she's a prissy small dog. So when it doesn't work, she will simply pretend like nothing happened. ]
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[ He barks a laugh at his own joke, before taking the napkin between his teeth and tugging it into the ribbon around Sumina's neck. Not the most elegant job, but hey, it works! Now she can keep her dainty fur clear, while Satoru meanwhile looks like a terrifying, bloodthirsty animal, with tomato sauce all around his snout.
Cheekily, he rolls a meatball towards her with his nose. ]
Go ooooooon. I worked hard for this!
[ His generosity(?) can only outlast his stomach for so long! ]
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Ah... Thank you.
[ Though as she watches him, with his sauce-covered snoot and all nudging a meatball her way, she really has to existentially think for a moment about the fact that she's about to eat pasgetti off of the floor as a dog with her situationship. What even is happening. ]
I can't believe we ruined someone's date just to eat pasta off the floor...
[ But she's gonna do it anyway, lowering her head to tentatively to sniff at the meatball for just a brief moment before annihilating it. ]
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[ Well. Maybe she can't believe she's doing the latter, but it shouldn't be all that surprising that Satoru would perpetrate the former. Being a dog has only really made him willing to eat off the floor.
Anyway, this pasgetti is pretty delicious! There's a slice of garlic bread nearby too, and he gobbles that up as well. ]
Ehh...it was going south already anyway. If anything, we did them a favor!
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[ Enlighten her. He didn't even seem like he was paying attention.
And yes, she can easily imagine Gojo ruining some strangers' dates, whether as a dog or as a human.
Having had her first taste, Pomina now finds herself wanting more, so she next moves to start munching at some of the saucy noodles... and despite her protestations of just mere moments ago, her tail is now wagging delightedly... traitorously. ]
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[ Whether or not this is all true, Sumina will never know, but Satoru can chalk it up to his Six Eyes that persist even as a doggo. It also doesn't escape the notice of his Six Eyes when she starts wagging, either!
Despite what Lady and the Tramp taught us, dogs can't really slurp, so once he more or less swallows some spaghetti noodles in one bite: ]
Enjoying yourself?
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It's... Good... But I'm sure it tastes different compared to how it's meant to taste when served to people...
[ But she is still wagging her tail... ]
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[ It's not very difficult, but he could put a cultural spin on it that she maybe hasn't tried before. It's the least he can do after roping her into floor pasgetti. ]
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[ Like. Honest to gods. Who!! ]
I, ah... Wouldn't say no to such an offer, of course...
[ She says bashfully, even though her tail is going a mile a minute now. ]
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In that case, I'll make you Napolitan. It won't be what you're used to, but it's good, I promise.
[ As for how it's different...she'll just have to wait and see! ]
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[ Pausing in thought, her little pomina tongue mlems a couple times to get at the sauce all over her snoot. ]
Will you let me help you cook it, this time? Or is this a top secret family recipe, as well?
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Mm...I think I can let you in on this one. It's more like a national treasure than a secret family recipe.
[ But souffle pancakes weren't...look, don't question his logic, it's subject to his whims. ]
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...Still, she lifts a little paw to swat at him, though to no avail. She is just a little Pomina and he is a huge Satoyed, after all. He just goes right back to talking about the spaghetti recipe after that?? ]
S-Satoru. Behave yourself.
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[ His dismay is genuine. What did he do? She seems so startled, and yet he is so caught up in his canine instincts that he didn’t even think twice about just licking her snout. He probably wouldn’t have thought twice about it anyway, but…
He has the distinct appearance of a smiling dog, his tongue lolling out of the side of his mouth. ]
It’s a dog thing! Get your mind outta the gutter. It could’ve been way weirder.
[ He could've smelled her butt. ]
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...cute, all fluffy and a little silly-looking like this...
Wait, what? No, Pomina. You must stay strong. She gives a little grumble. ]
We are people who are currently shaped like dogs. Please reme—
[ hol up. She's feeling... a little itch in her ear. Just give her a second to sit her butt down so she can lift her hind leg to scratch at the back of her ear, her tongue sticking out a bit as she does so. ]
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Hehe, you're cute like this.
[ Like, she's always cute, but this is different! ]
Sure you're fighting those instincts? Want me to get something for you to fetch, just to test you?
[ He's already looking around for something suitable in place of a ball or stick... ]
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And speaking of, the F-word stills her immediately as she seems to remember herself, and then she goes right back to sitting up, primp and proper. ]
Yes, I just - I must have gotten something in my ear after the mess you made.
[ ...But why is her tail wagging so fast. And why are her front paws tip-tapping a little on the floor even as she tries her hardest to sit still. ]
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There's a set of wooden salad tongs on the ground that were thrown asunder when the spaghetti was, and quickly trotting over, Satoyed picks it up in his mouth, his tail wagging madly behind him. ]
Mfffm bffrrmm rfmfrr — [ Oh, yeah, holding something in his mouth while trying to talk doesn't really work, huh. Setting the tongs down again: ] Hey, Momo! Fetch!
[ Then picking up the tongs once more, he tosses them in his jaws, sending them flying across the room... ]
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Satoru... Don't—
[ Fetch! he says, and needless to say, she is not finishing that sentence as she goes dashing after the tongs the moment it's hurled across the room. She's too small to do anything flashy like catch it in her mouth before it hits the ground, and she practically skids across the floor as she reaches its landing point, but soon enough she does manage to get at the tongs.
Though tongs that may seem perfectly well and normal-sized for a Satoyed are a little, uh... unwieldy for a little Pomina. She is struggling to pick it up in her tiny mouth and yips in frustration. ]
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Trotting over and barking in a way that sounds eerily reminiscent of a hehehe, Satoru pulls up to a stop next to her, nudging a paw against the unwieldy tongs. He didn’t even think about them being too big for her…she really is just that adorably small right now, isn’t she? ]
Need a hand? Ah — a paw?
[ Although if he takes the tongs from her, then it becomes a game. A game which she has no hope of winning…sorry, Pomina. ]
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