[open / +a mingle activity for younger characters!] sports + food = good lyfe

[blitzcheer]

Who: Tidus & You!
Where: Kitchen carriage, dining, wherever he gets teleported to, and sports gym!
When: Quicksand 1 - 6 (before mission time)
What: Cooking, teleporting, and a kid-teen friendly exercise/obstacle course!
Warnings: Should be none!

1. cooking, morning and dinner ( p-p-p-pancakes and panfried meals)

You know what Tidus wants to do?

He wants to cook.

And what a good month to have that urge, with Purple on meal duties. He doesn't usually bother to take charge in the kitchen for chores, sticking with helping out if he's interested. But this time? Why not. They've got new foods, with enough of a selection that he goes for it: writing down his name for a breakfast and dinner shift after going through the ingredients, and making a call later over the ICPs:

"Hey, Tidus here! I'm cooking for breakfast tomorrow. If any newbies don't know how the kitchen works, or you just wanna cook some food, come 'n' help out - I'm thinking pancakes, smoothies, and pan frittata for breakfast."

For dinner, it's the same set-up, Tidus inviting others to join him for whatever reason, just with a different menu: fish and veggie skewer bites, pan-fried rice with vegetables and meat, and even squash and pineapple fried up with a few veggies.

a: cooking

Whichever time you'll meet him, he'll be found in the kitchen, readying the ingredients and the pans he'll need. He's got a bud in one ear playing music that he hums along to, so you might need to speak up to get his attention. But he's got a good view of the doorway, and will usually give someone he sees a 'Sup!' or 'Morning!' - depending on the time, of course.

Are you here to learn a few things? Do you just want to help out? Or maybe you're just here because you are = Tidus will accept any and all reasons, so long as it doesn't include intentional disasters.

b: it's eatin' time

There's a giddiness that comes with the apprehension of having enough, but surprisingly, it works out. Tidus is skilled at making more than he needs to, and it shows by the spread set out on the end of the dining table close to the kitchen. Oats have been set out, fresh sliced fruits (strawberries, banana, apple, and more), an oatmeal bake of pineapple and cinnamon, yoghurt, and bowls to pick and mix the selection from.

There's also the promised pancakes, and some slices of frittata - a meaty version with turkey bacon mixed in, but a veggie variety too. Tidus will come out to top up the heated food when it's getting low, or you can come into the kitchen to let him know - or even come in, and try out the smoothie maker they have set ready too.

(Don't worry, there's plenty of fruits and vegetables left for the month.)

Truthfully, he's nervous on the inside, both for breakfast and when dinner rolls around, and he hangs around the kitchen just in case. But you know he'll play it cool when and if anyone comes inside during eating times, smiling, and definitely not in a 'oh man I hope everything's okay' way.

2. your very own dreamboy (teleporting shenanigans)

There's more than just food to worry about, though. Since Praeus, some of Tidus's Diagad powers have started to show themselves, with somewhat positive results. The ability to show up around whoever wants him near, or who he asks - pretty handy, and it hasn't been messing up too much since he's started practising.

Life won't let him keep that up.

Because all it takes is a stray thought, either from Tidus or anyone else; not even anything deliberate, but just thinking about him gives him a feeling. Like someone is talking to him, and he thinks to answer them, turning his head to respond--

And he's gone from wherever he was - the sports gym, sitting in bed, sitting in a chair - and appears wherever that person was. And the feeling they receive from Tidus is much the same. Did they just hear Tidus? Feel him? -- now he's right there, usually toppling over something or walking straight into places that shouldn't be walked (and if there's something in the way - you bet you're hearing an 'ouch!' as he knocks unfortunate body parts.)

And it only gets worse, when Allen's bad luck power just makes him show up around random people without any stray thought.

(help)

3. a teen and younger obstacle course

Link leads to its own top-level available for younger characters to tag and do activities! Older folks allowed for teaching moves and w/e, if they're supporting the younger folks.

Toplevels:

Molly Hayes
Madoka Kaname - Bow and Arrow
Ken Amada - Spear fighting
Little One/Buttercup
Peter Parker - Chaperoning
Ple Two
Roland Crane - Swordfighting

Feel free to message me over journal or at blitzoff if you have questions or want to plot!

Comments

[seacub]

"Ah."

Oh.

There certainly are mats at the bottom.

Abruptly, Emporio's enthusiasm seems to have left for the never-ending void. The boy stares down at the mats, and swallows.

"And it's definitely enough padding down there...right..?"

Come on Emporio, don't fail her now!

[knifewithnoname]

"I would be thinking so."

Who knew? It looks enough at least.

"Be taking a deep breath and then you do be jumping."

Don't let her down Emporio.

[seacub]

Somehow, calm faith feels worse than any teasing Little One could ever offer. Now there's something he could possibly let down, and well.

That's just not great at all!

So Emporio takes a deep breath- just as she said- and after shutting his eyes jumps off.

"HAHHH-H"

-PFPFF-

"GUH-"

He landed! ...Hooray?

[knifewithnoname]

She grinned. "You did be doing it."

She jumped too, hurtling through the air to land next to him, embraced by the squishy mat.

"See, that did no even be being too hard."

[seacub]

"Yeah..!" It's a bit of a wheezing 'yeah', but a cheerful one all the same. With something of a groan, he tries to sit up.

"I think I should try to fall different next time though..."

[knifewithnoname]

"Yes, there do be being ways that do no be hurting." She rested her chin on her hands.

"That can be your next lesson. Falling."

Lucky him.

[seacub]

Lucky him indeed. Part of him sort of dreads it, but the other part remembers how often he uses Weather Report to launch himself haphazardly through the air.

Hm.

"...I wonder if I should find out how far someone can safely fall while I do that..."

[knifewithnoname]

"Yes. You should be researching that. It will be being important."

She nods at him and then on that... not very reassuring note, reaches out to help him to his feet.

"You should be doing it again, until you do be being great at it."

[seacub]

Well. It all balances out at least. Ominous statements, and reassuring gestures that he'll be taking so that he can shakily stand on the cushions with a nod.

And, a smile. "At least I'm good at getting somewhere to fall from already.." he jokes, beaming. "...having somewhere to fall is a pretty important part of practicing it."

wrap?

[knifewithnoname]

"Yes." She nodded, smiling at him as he got to his feet.

He's done well. Maybe for today he's not so much of a baby.

For now.

"We will be going again."

No rest for the wicked.