[Open] November log

[newmemorywhodis]

WHO: Link and you!
WHERE: Temba, Sh'Ka, the Beach
WHAT: Link attempts to celebrate 'Halloween', searches for things Dustin left behind, and attempts to build a raft.
WHEN: Somewhere during November
WARNINGS: None so far


i. Treat or Treat?

One evening, as the people of Temba and Sh'Ka reside in their homes - wherever that may be - many will find that they suddenly have a pointy eared visitor. He hasn't bothered to knock, or make his presence known before entering. He's just walked - or climbed - right in without any hesitation.

Once inside, he'll find you. And then he'll hold out his hands a small package filled with small cakes, honeyed fruits, and candies.

"Treat," he says, as he presses the package towards you.

Link may have gotten a few of the details about how 'Halloween' was meant to work a little wrong. And also the date.


ii. Mementos from Dustin (cue Get Item sound effect)

Link missed Dustin.

The other teen had been grumpy. Constantly irritable. Downright unfriendly really, most of the time. And yet...Link had still liked him. He'd been a friend, even if Link doubted Dustin would ever admit that.

But Dustin was gone now. Link wasn't sure where. But Link felt...compelled, to try and do something to look after what Dustin left behind.

Most of it was under rubble. But Link was stubborn enough to shift all the debris and rubble that was once Dustin's workshop, and search some of Dustin's other hiding places. Not that Dustin had told Link where his hiding places were. But Link spent a lot of time climbing up the sides of buildings. You could see a lot, that way.

Eventually, Link's luck and stubbornness pays off. From within the rubble, he pulls free his prize - a large sack. Reaching inside, he pulls forth an exiting find - large volcanic rocks, and clippings from plants. He holds one of the rocks, making a soft noise of appreciation as he admires it's shiny surface. Treasure!


iii. Get the duct tape, we're building a raft

One day, while at the beach, Link looked out at the ocean. Looked at those islands, just barely visible off in the distance. And wondered, what's over there?

And of course, now that he'd wondered, he just had to find out.

Over a few days, Link could be seen pulling all sorts of things to the beach. Logs from trees he'd chopped down with the Master Sword when Zelda wasn't looking. Rope he's scrounged up. Large, massive leaves from the greenhouse.

When he starts using the rope to tie everything together, it won't be difficult at all for an observer to tell what Link's building: a raft.

[[ooc note: If you'd like your character to explore the islands with Link, feel free to have them express IC interest here! Alternatively, you can just let me know oocly that you'd like to get involved - PM, discord and plurk are all good. Once I know who's in and have the info from the mods, I'll put up a separate log for the actual exploration.]]

Comments

[newmemorywhodis]

It's...odd. The way Link feels right now. Maybe it's just that he's experienced astonishingly little of people going, 'no, you can't do that' in his remembered lifetime.

But maybe it's just something about the tone of voice, something about the words that are all too close to a reprimand. They feel familiar, even though he can't remember how.

And in unconscious response, his posture stiffens. What traces of emotion there were on his face disappear, replaced by a blank mask. And he nods; a short sharp, militaristic gesture.

He does not say anything.

[thepurpleone]

Donnie's not quite sure what to make of that shift, but he's not going to question it if Link's understanding the situation here. So the turtle nods, relaxing a little.

"Good. Glad that's settled."

[newmemorywhodis]

Link just nods his head again. Still blank-faced. Still silent. Silence isn't necessarily unusual, for Link. It's not just natural inclination. It's like there's a little voice, in the back of his head.

Say nothing, the voice says. Don't say the wrong thing. You can't say something wrong if you never say anything at all. Say nothing, say nothing, say nothing.

Link stands there, and doesn't say anything. He's not sure the words would even come if he tried.

[thepurpleone]

Unfortunately Donnie's not picking up on how weird it is, but empathy is not really a strong point for him. The potential problem has been circumvented so he's already moving on. He pokes at the package from earlier.

"Right, this thing. So can I open it? If we're making up our own spins on holidays we make up the rules too, right?" He tugs at the wrapping.

"-I don't have any treats to give in turn though. Um, I have some pizza though. Don't know if you tried it yet."

[newmemorywhodis]

Link's posture loosens, just slightly. Not all the way - just a little. And he nods - yes, Donnie can open the package.

He wants to say something, about the pizza. Wants to know more about how it was made. But when he goes to speak, he's still...hesitant. Still feels like saying anything would be wrong.

So he says nothing, and shakes his head. No, he hasn't tried pizza. But he does want to.

[thepurpleone]

What kid doesn't like to get presents? Donnie pauses however despite getting the go-ahead, deciding to show Link the pizza first.

"The oven's working now, it's by the diner. The toppings aren't quite the same as what I'm used to, but it's still certifiably pizza."

He holds the plate out for Link to take a slice, veggies mostly, with a liberal amount of sliced baconrooms as the main topping. But once Link's taken a slice, Donnie's opening that package right up!

[newmemorywhodis]

For a moment, Link just admires the pizza. It’s so flat! And the vegetables and baconrooms on top look good, so of course he takes a slice.

And immediately stuffs it into his face. Followed by a pleased, approving noise as he chews. It’s good!

[thepurpleone]

Donnie smiles as he looks over. That's a sound he knows anywhere! "Right? And it's completely customizable. You can make your own pizza up by just choosing whatever toppings you'd prefer. Tomato sauce and shredded cheese are usually staples but modern takes have expanded their sauce options."

He picks out one of the cakes from his package, taking a nibble. "Mmmf, did you make these?"

[newmemorywhodis]

Whatever toppings you like?

Well, now Link's going to have to go and try all sorts of things. Once he figures out the recipe, that is. Donnie's already mentioned some ingredients, he could probably figure it out. Eventually.

He doesn't quite feel so much like he can't say any words, anymore. Not that he's in a rush to start speaking - if he can answer with a quick, enthusiastic nod, he will. And he does.

Link did make these.

[thepurpleone]

If Link cooks as good outside of dreams then Donnie would probably give his pizzas a try if he ever gets around to putting some together. As it is, the turtle has already polished off that piece of cake, licking off his fingers.

"Oh man, I'm so glad I'm not dreaming right now because these are delicious."

[newmemorywhodis]

Link does indeed cook just as well in real life as he does in dreams. Perhaps even better, because now the food is real.

And he looks very, very pleased that Donnie is enjoying them so much. He’s practically beaming. Donnie liked them!

[thepurpleone]

"Please tell me you have some soup recipes or something- with the cold weather bound to come in eventually, something like that would hit the spot." Because turtles can't live on pizza alone. Well, they can, but Donnie likes some variety, and who doesn't love soup in winter?

[newmemorywhodis]

Link nods, rapidly. Yes! He does have soup recipes.

"Creamy heart soup," he says, finally speaking again. "Veggie cream soup. Mushroom soup..."

[thepurpleone]

Donnie licks his lips. "Okay I don't know what's in creamy heart soup but I'd be willing to give it a try. But I'd for sure be all for veggie or mushroom."

[newmemorywhodis]

"Hydromelon. Voltfruit. Milk. Radish," Link says. Unfortunately, a few of those ingredients weren't ones they had here. But there were other ingredients, maybe, that he could try instead. Perhaps ones that would be just as good.

But if Donnie doesn't want to try it, that's okay. There's still the other soups.

[thepurpleone]

"I am familiar with exactly two of those ingredients." But thankfully no actual heart seems to be part of it, so Donnie won't mind trying it if Link manages to make it somehow.

"Wouldn't be surprised if anything you make is tasty. Okay, so I have mostly dream experiences to go by but by these treats, I don't think I'd be disappointed."

[newmemorywhodis]

Link wonders, idly, which two ingredients were the ones Donnie knew. They all seemed like perfectly ordinary ingredients to him.

"...Sometimes it's bad," he admits, sheepishly rubbing the back of his next with one hand. "If it's...new. With no recipe."

There was a long, long trail of very dubious dishes in Link's history. Having to figure out cooking by trial and error can sometimes mean an awful lot of error, especially in the beginning.

[thepurpleone]

Well, at least Link admits it. That's better than not! "Well that's pretty understandable. If you're trying to make stuff from scratch then of course it's not going to come out perfect, especially if you're making it up on the fly. Unless you're like...a gourmet chef with years of experience in which case everything might come out amazing."

[newmemorywhodis]

Link shook his head. No, he wasn't a gourmet chef. He was just someone who liked food, and who liked to cook.

And speaking of food...

"Do you have more?" Because having had one slice of 'pizza', he now wants more.

[thepurpleone]

Hey, sometimes the food someone makes because they enjoy it and love to cook can taste way better than any gourmet meal!

Donnie blinks and then laughs, picking up the plate with the remaining pizza slices. "Have at it!" he says, grinning.

[newmemorywhodis]

He doesn't have to tell Link twice.

Although hopefully Donnie wasn't wanting any of those remaining slices, because Link is making short work of all of them.

[thepurpleone]

Maybe he should have anticipated it, but either way, he can't be completely surprised as Link finishes it off pretty quickly. Honestly it just reminds him of his brothers- offer them leftover pizza and there's guaranteed to be nothing left. Donnie smiles wistfully.

Well, at least he's introduced someone to pizza, and this counts as a thorough win.