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[gemuinemanagement]

tsuchi fluff tsuchi fluff

this thread was maid for your pleasure

[spiderface]

[for you? always. and tsuchi is in dire need of fluff and other shenanigans for now after... gestures at the manga right now lmao

Anyway, Tsuchi was told by his dear boyfriend Suga that the other wanted to see him for something after he gets done with work today, so here he is, your spider boyfriend, curious as to what this is going to be about.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Good things for spider boyfriend always.

Rather than greeting him at the door, Suga is waiting in the bedroom, which is hint one. Hint two is that he's wearing a maid dress, complete with garters. It's decent, as long as he doesn't bend over, but he still feels exposed.]

W-w-welcome home.

[He fidgets. He thinks Tsuchi will like this, but that doesn't keep him from being nervous about it.]

[spiderface]

[Oh.]

Ah... yeah, good to be home.

[He does like it. He really likes it in fact, but he also can't help but blink in surprise here, clearly not having expected to come home to this.]

Where did you get that outfit?

[gemuinemanagement]

Online.

[He certainly could not just walk into a store and buy this, with the cashier seeing him, and judging him,]

-Do you like it?

for abnormalizes

[octoblot]

[Azul has been rather busy lately--there were strange creatures called "tsums" that had fallen from the sky, some errands he had done with Vil for a modeling gig of theirs, the Culinary Crucible so that he can further his own skills in the cooking department for the Mostro Lounge... needless to say, he is one overworked octopus.

Even now when he finally has an opportunity for quality time with Eva--he had been meaning to try to show off what he had learned from the cooking event by preparing a meal for her himself--his mind is clearly still on other things as he has his phone in one hand and tries to get his schedule sorted out on his and Eva's way to the kitchen to use, speaking aloud to presumably Jade on the other end.]

Cancel my plans tonight, and if Idia-san has a problem with it, tell him that we can pick things back up again at our next board game club meeting. Move my 3 o'clock tomorrow to 4'o clock, and my previous 4 o'clock to 5. Check with Kalim-san to see if he still wishes to have Mostro Lounge catering his upcoming party for the Scarabia dorm on Saturday, and... ah...

[A pause, before he turns his attention to Eva, for once at a bit of a loss as he tries to recall something he had said like an hour ago in passing.]

Do you remember by any chance if it was Heartslabyuul or Diasomnia students that I said was coming to the lounge on Sunday for an event?

[abnormalizes]

[The tsums had been absolutely adorable, especially the one that looked like Azul, but they needed a fair amount of supervision. The Culinary Crucible... well, it was in the name, wasn't it? It was by no means easy.

Evangeline is glad to have time with him at last, and she'd be lying if she said a home-cooked meal from her boyfriend didn't sound incredible, but she worries that he's a little tired.]

Diasomnia for brunch and Scrabble.

[octoblot]

[He is indeed tired, but he's been trying not to let it show. He wants to make up to Eva after all for how busy he has been lately and as far as his scheduled had currently allowed, this had been the best time for it, even if he has to surpress the urge to yawn when he responds.]

Ahh yes, of course. It couldn't be Heartslabyuul, they have one of their "Unbirthday Parties" or whatever frivolity it's called scheduled that day for their own dorm...

[Can't believe he forgot about that. But yes, thank you for the information as Jade confirms on his end this information as well on the phone.]

Otherwise, I believe that should be everything accounted for. Will Floyd be arriving for his shift at the lounge soon?

"Oh, no. It seems that there's a session with the basketball club tonight, so we will need to have someone else replace Floyd for the shift you scheduled him for."

Oh... that was tonight? [Hrm] You know what, I'll let you decide who to call upon for that, and if they refuse, remind them of their deal with us. Hopefully you shouldn't need to call us back unless it's an emergency.

[And with that, he finally hangs up before he turns his attention to Eva.]

Sorry about that. Did you decide on what it was that you wanted me to prepare for the two of us?

[abnormalizes]

[She comes over to give him a gentle hug, pressing a smooch to his hair. He really does sound tired.]

Whatever you're best at. I want to see you show off.

[octoblot]

[That gets a smile out of Azul here, and he even manages to inject some enthusiasm back into his tone when he speaks.]

Well, I hope you like rice, because that's what most of our cooking course had us focus on during the training I undertook recently with Ortho-kun. We should still have the ingredients for Rice Croquettes or Lobo Moco in the school's kitchen... oh, or perhaps Katsudon or Paella, we'll have to check to see if there's enough ingredients for that...

azul has a bad day

[abnormalizes]

[You don't remember what you were doing before this. You were at school, weren't you? Surely you must have been? But try as you might, you can't connect any memory to where you are now.

Where you are now is a room with gray walls, with a turned-off screen mounted to the wall in front of you. You are sitting in an office chair. Behind you, there is the outline of where a door should open up, but any attempts to force it to open are fruitless.

A woman's voice, beautiful but robotic, begins to speak from nowhere.]

Welcome to your first day as manager of this Lobotomy Corporation facility. As manager, it is your role to give orders to the employees who work here in order to maximize our energy output and our profits. Your task today is to achieve a good work result with four employees in one round of work.

Rest assured that you are completely safe in this room, regardless of work result. Are you ready to begin?

[octoblot]

[... Well. This is certainly not a situation he had expected to be in today. He doesn't move from the chair, letting the robotic voice speak while he has a moment to sort out the initial feeling of confusion that he's experiencing, before he regards the set-up in front of him.

Is this something similar to those tests that Idia Shroud had made him and the others under-go not too long ago? Given that he doesn't remember even walking into this room and seating himself in this chair, it wouldn't be too strange if this is actually some kind of simulated program that his fellow housewarden had cooked up. Except... isn't the name "Lobotomy Corporation"...]

... Before I am willing to begin, I do have a few questions. To start with, what is considered a "good work result" for the company today, and what tasks are the employees expected to complete based on my orders?

[It's a question that makes it sound like he's entertaining the notion of going along with this, even though he's not. However, sometimes it's better to pretend otherwise before he can ask the questions he actually cares about having an answer to in this moment.]

[abnormalizes]

A "good work result" is the collection of ten to twelve energy boxes from an Abnormality.

[At the mention of Abnormalities, the screen turns on.]

[The screen turns on. Four rooms are displayed, each labeled with the name of the creature inside it:

So That No One Will Cry, a wooden doll covered in talismans.

Spiral of Contempt, a mass of gold branches with bleeding hands.

Will You Play?, a humanoid child carrying a doll.

Star Luminary, a headless figure holding six spheres.]

Your role as manager is to assign each of your employees to an Abnormality and instruct them in what type of work to engage in. Instinct, which involves tending to Abnormality's physical needs; Insight, which involves tending to an Abnormality's environmental needs; Attachment, which involves tending to an Abnormality's social needs; and Repression, physical discipline of an Abnormality. Each Abnormality has a work type it will respond favorably to, resulting in larger amounts of energy produced and greater profit.

[octoblot]

[Yikes. None of these abnormalities look like something he wants to be in the same room in...]

Are the four employees assigned to me anyone I know? [A pause] Actually, even if they're not, I want to look at the files you have of the four people in question regardless, so that I can determine who is best suited to each Abnormality.

[abnormalizes]

[Four profiles come up on screen. Their names are listed as Alisa, Brook, Charlotte, and Daniel, with pictures of their faces beside them - no one Azul recognizes.

They are all listed as Level 1 Agents, and the four stats listed - Fortitude, Prudence, Temperance, and Justice - are all given at level 1 as well.

That's all the information that's there.]

for effortaverse; tfln captcha is not working so we gotta go here

[octoblot]

[continued from here]

[there's a pause, and then]

okay I know that sounds strange coming from me of all people, but someone said this to me the other day and now I can't stop thinking about this mental image of my hands as tentacles with the eight arms I normally have in merform

[effortaverse]

oh

hate that

[octoblot]

As do I.

10 tentacles is too much to have and that's probably saying a lot coming from me here.

[effortaverse]

good thing that aint gonna happen then

[octoblot]

I should nope not. That would be horrifying.

Not to say that I don't think that I wouldn't be able to adapt if that happened somehow. But it would still be bothersome, and I'm pretty sure that it would just scare people off more than I already do.

... Then again, I'm now remembering that other suggestion during that conversation, where it would be even scarier having my eight tentacles be replaced with human arms and hands instead.

that date thread

[effortaverse]

["Tomorrow", he'd said, and here it is. Tomorrow. There's no more avoiding it.

Well, there could be more avoiding it. It'd be a jackass move, though. Leona'd stood there, staring, in front of the Mostro Lounge for far too long before finally forcing himself in. It's just that threshold he needed to cross, anyway; once inside, he's escorted right to where he needs to be. There is no turning back.

He's here for his scheduled meeting, after all.

Leona is shown in, the door to the office closed behind him.]

...Hey.

[octoblot]

[Azul was sitting at his desk when Leona arrives, but upon hearing his door open, he quickly rises from his seat with a smile.]

Leona-san, there you are! Please, come and have a seat.

[He abandons his desk to instead come over to the two couches he has in his office, gesturing for Leona to go ahead and have a seat on whichever one he wants to use. The table has what appears to be something covered with a cloche, and two glasses along with a pitcher of water in case Leona wants something to drink.]

[effortaverse]

[Leona pauses before he walks further in, almost as if suspicious. Still... he agreed to be here, so he chooses a seat, eyeing the cloche.]

Told you I'd be here.

[He's not exactly early, but he's not late, at least.]

[octoblot]

[For now, Azul does not join Leona on the same couch, instead sitting on the one across from him. He doesn't want to potentially make Leona uncomfortable here, after all, even if this is a "date"... ]

I was thinking that it might be nice to chat over some food, so... I hope this is to your liking.

[He removes the cloche, and... it's croquettes! Specifically ones with meat fillings instead of onion or any other greens, since he knows that you don't like vegetables.]

If you want anything to drink with them other than water, let me know and I can provide it for you.

[effortaverse]

[Leona, always unable to hide his surprise, stares at food with wide eyes, and then leans in without shame to take in the scent of the food.

It seems to pass the smell test, as Leona actually reaches out to to take a croquette.

He brings it closer, inspects it again, and deems it worthy of taking a bite.



And then he actually does continue to chew and swallow, one ear twitching to the side a few times.]

...Hmph.

Guess I'll stick around, then.

[As if he just now decided he would???]