Well Romeo's didn't and he will share! [Open]

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

Characters: Romeo and everyone!
Setting: Floor fifteen
Format: Starting in prose but I'll match you!
Summary: Romeo got a puppet theatre for his reward, but it is not much good without puppets!
Warnings: Hopefully none! But will add if there are!

Romeo struggled down to the workshop carrying his puppet theatre. Well truthfuly it wasn't his, it was doctor Casella's and Bianca's too he guessed since she lived with the doctor. The fact that they had brought it to him proved to him that the world definitly hadn't ended, though he hoped that they hadn't hurt Doctor Casella or Bianca when they had taken it.

He felt a little guilty that it was here now and not with Bianca, but he had also noticed that a lot of people's rewards were not very nice things at all. Lots of people were upset, and the bad people were still hurting them.

So Romeo thought he could share his reward with everyone, if he found some of his friends they could put on a show to chear everyone else up. But the puppet theatre didn't have any scenery with it, nor did it have puppets. So he was on his way to go make some.

He leant the theatre against the wall and began to hunt for supplies.

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[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[Molly watched him for a long time before she dared to approach him, but when she did there were tears in her eyes and he words caught in her throat so she just stared at him.]

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

[After a while Romeo realised he was being watched and turned around fearfully, his eyes widened when he saw who it was and he dropped the bundle of materials he had collected.] Molly

[His voice was a whisper, he had been looking for her everywhere and he had started to get scared that she had gone. She looked really really sad, and he ran over the room to wrap his arms around her.] I'm so sorry Molly

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[Molly quickly followed suit and wrapped her arms around him. He wasn't mad at her? Or afraid?]

[Through tears:] Why are you sorry? I'm the one who is sorry. I'm so sorry Romeo. I understand if you don't wanna be friends anymore.

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

[Romeo hugged her tightly, he was crying as well.] Because I wasn't able to stop the bad people from hurting you, and they made you do bad things!

[He pulled back and put his hands on her shoulders looking into her eyes intently] Molly we swore we would be friends for all time and nothing would ever change that. I will be your friend forever and ever no matter what the bad people do and no matter how many times they make you kill me!

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[At his words she starts crying harder.] I wasn't strong enough to protect you Romeo. I'm dangerous to be around... I don't wanna hurt you again. I don't wanna hurt anyone! I just wanna protect people and make them happy.

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

[His tears get heavier as well and he wraps her back up in a hug holding her tight.] I wasn't strong enough to protect you either Molly. The bad people were just too bad and too strong but we can't give up and if we ever stopped being friends because of what they did then they will have won!

I'll try even harder to make sure that the bad people don't make you hurt anyone ever again, I promise!

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

I wasn't strong enough... [She hugs him tight but pushes away] I'm dangerous Romeo, you should stay away.

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

[Romeo grips her harder when she tried to push away] I don't care if you are dangerous! You're my best friend! I don't want to stay away!

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

I don't wanna stay away from you either but... but... I don't wanna hurt you either! I dunno what to do Romeo! What am I supposed to do?

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

[Romeo shook his head and hugged her tighter before shaking her a little.] We're gonna stick together! [His tone was firm and no nonesense.] We're gonna stick together and show the baddies that they don't scare us and they can't ever make us not be friends. [He stared into her eyes again, before hugging her tightly once more.]

And then we are going to beat them, and teach them what happens when they try and turn us against each other!

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

You think we can do that?

[wwaterboy]

[Eridan steps into the room, one that he hasn't really explored before, and pauses to watch, looking over the weird archway thingy with a thoughtful expression.

His strategy so far has been to keep his head down, but things seem to have calmed down in the last week or so, and all of the scary looking weirdos have gone, so he's coming out of his shell a bit, so to speak]

Wwhat are you doin'?

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

Hello! [Romeo grins at the troll] I got this theatre but no puppets or scenery so I am making some, do you want to help? [Because making things was fun!]

[wwaterboy]

[Oh. The hornless creature is smiling at him. This is actually a first for Eridan.

He shuffles his feet, fingers twisting in his ragged scarf as he regards the child]

I can't say I'vve evver made anything like that, but if you need nails hammered and wwood joined together I might be able to do somethin' about that. Wwhat's it for?

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

Alright! I'm not very good with hammers... though that was because my hands were hooves... But it might be best if you did the hammering! [Since last time he hammered his friends fingers.]

Its just for fun! You make puppets and then perform stories like at a theatre but without real people!

[wwaterboy]

Hmm. Seems like a wwaste a time to me.

[But he moves to find a hammer and nails. The luxury of making things just for them to be fake, for the sole purpose of telling a story, sounds like a highblood thing. But the kid seems okay, even so. And it might be fun to make something that has no real purpose for survival, for once.]

Wwhat do you mean, your hands wwere hoovves?

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

Well... it's just meant to be fun. To chear people up... Since everyone is so sad. [He looks a little sad himself that Eridan thinks its a waste of time, since he had wanted to make people happy. He shrugs at the question]

The bad people did it to me, they made my hands and feet hooves and gave me antlers... But I'm better now!

[wwaterboy]

[Eridan gives Romeo a bit of a funny look. Who cares about cheering up people you don't even know? It's one thing if it's your moirail or something, but just random people?

Well, whatever floats your boat.

Then what he's said penetrates, and his eyes widen]

You wwere one a the wweirdo freaks runnin' around here, before? Wwhat happened? You don't look like that anymore.

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

[Romeo scowled] It's not nice to call people names! [Because it wasn't, and all the people who had been operated on where Romeo's friends and he wouldn't have Eridan insulting his friends!]

Someone killed me... and when I woke up I was better again.

[wwaterboy]

Newwsflash, I'm not nice.

[He bares his teeth, then smirks in a friendly manner. He turns away and pulls out a piece of wood that he thinks might work well for Romeo's purpose]

...You wwoke up after bein' killed? I think by definition that means you wweren't killed at all. But nice a them to put you back to lookin' like this instead a like that, if this is your preference.

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

You should be nice! [He said it matter of factly] I'm sure you want to be a good person and if your not nice to people then you are being more like a bad person!

[He frowned and nodded, however he had definitly died, he did not know why people didn't stay dead here.] It happens all the time, if you die you just come back. I don't know why.

[2nd-dii2ciiple.livejournal.com]

Ψiioniic spotted Romeo struggling down the hall with the odd-looking construction, but didn't reach his friend in time to be of any help before he had set it down. "Hey. What'th that?" he asked, studying it curiously, then turning to watch as Romeo apparently went looking for something. "Need some help?"

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

Romeo grinned at Psiioniic and grasped his hand in greeting, "Hello Psiioniic! It's Bianca's puppet theatre, the bad people gave it to me..." He trailed off because he still wasn't sure what he felt about that.

"I thought I could find some people to put a show on with me to chear everybody up. Do you know how to make puppets?"

[2nd-dii2ciiple.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure what a 'puppet' ITH," Ψiioniic admitted, intrigued. "I mean, the term ath I know it refers to someone who'th being mind controlled or otherwise manipulated, probably by a psychic, into doing what the other troll wants them to. I assume that'th not what you're talking about. Thith was your reward? Are you happy about it?"

He hoped so. Romeo of all of them didn't deserve to have the kind of shit dumped on him that so many of them had with their 'rewards'.

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

Romeo's eyes widened and he shook his head. "I'm not going to mind control anybody!" He said, because only bad people did that and Romeo wasn't bad.

"Puppets that I know are made of cloth and they go on your hand and then you do shows with them!" He nodded again slowly. "I'm happy because hopefully we can make other people happy with it, but I'm worried because it's not mine, it's Bianca and doctor Casella's and what if the bad people hurt them to get it?"