+ Somewhere a Grandiose Carnival Was Going on in the Sky +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone!
Where: The grounds of the Mansion
When: March 9-16
Rating: PG-13 (warn if you go higher)
Summary: The Red Queen has thrown a carnival for everyone!
The Story:


From Friday, March 9, through Friday, March 16, the gardens and grounds of the Mansion will be a sprawling a carnival. The masked, unspeaking vendors will be selling trinkets and running free game booths. Carnival rides, exhibits, and foods represent all of the various cultures of those currently residing in the Mansion.


Of particular note, and perhaps incongruously, everything is decorated with red hearts.

Use this log for any and all of your carnival needs!

Comments

[wildwest]

[ doc looks almost amused by the passionate rebuff. people's rabid affinity for donuts is something he will never understand.

but the boy appears to be genuinely nauseated, so it's with a roll of his eyes that doc goes searching through the cupboards. pulling open door after door, looking for something he swore to high heavens he saw in here just the other day, and— ah-ha! he pulls out a small bottle, fishing a white handkerchief out of his pocket. opening the bottle, he saturates the middle of the cloth with it, folds it half, and holds it out towards the teen. ]

Peppermint oil. I used to swear by it. Breathe it in, slowly, alternatin' between inhaling it and the air around you.

[ a beat, and then: ] Trust me, I'm a doctor.

[nomorules]

<sub>[You can take the boy out of the twenty first century, but you can't take the twenty first century out of the boy. Fast food is life.

Ryuji is content to brace himself over the sink while Doc moves about in his peripheral. The only thing more embarrassing than upchucking your food in front of witnesses is doing it while in the middle of sprinting for the bathroom and being too late--he'll take his chances here for the time being.

Makes a guy wonder if it's not possible to wish up a goddamn bathroom inside a closet...]</sub>

--Hm? _{[He lifts his head to see Doc brandishing a handkerchief at him like a movie villain about to chloroform his victim.]} That's what you were lookin' for? You're supposed to smell it...? Ugh, holy crap, that's strong!

_{[Doc should've explained what not to do before holding a cloth under this boy's nose because he leans in and takes a big, deep whiff before anyone can stop him.]}

Phew, I'm awake now!

_{[Aren't you a dentist? Are you sure this is a legit medical practice?]}

if this isn't okay, i will happily change it!

[wildwest]

[ there's another roll of his eyes as doc grabs a handful of the back of ryuji's shirt, yanking him back from the peppermint soaked cloth. ]

I said slowly. Deep breaths, slowly.

[ a dental surgeon is still a doctor. he went to medical school, tyvm — ivy league, at that! ]

Seems to me like you could use a good lesson in moderation.

it's perf!! <3

[nomorules]

_{[His head rolls limply with the movement... mostly because he doesn't see the tug coming, too busy squeezing his eyes shut and wrinkling his nose like he'd taken a dose of lemon juice to the face. It's not quite as strong a menthol aroma as what you'd get in toothpaste, but it's still strong enough to get his eyes watering.]}

How's it good for you if you can't smell it all at once?

<sub>[Blurted out before he can completely digest Doc's point about moderation, not helping his case in the slightest.

"Floss more and don't eat so much candy"? Pffft. Dentists have proven since time immemorial they don't understand the key to a happy, healthy lifestyle. This definitely seems like quack dentist wisdom... Still, he gingerly takes a smaller breath while wiping his eyes clear.]</sub>

I'm a believer in the "no pain, no gain" rule. Sometimes you just gotta go big, ya know?

_{[Read: "I know, I know, but I'm not going to admit it."]}

... Thanks. It is a nice break from the smell of fried chicken.

_{[The remains of that are already in the trash. Look, he likes his sweets and he likes his meats, okay?]}

[wildwest]

[ another roll of his eyes. ] All the fellas I knew who played by the rules of go big or go home ended up meetin' the wrong end of a gun. [ wyatt's gun, usually. the one wynonna now carries. living the #yolo lifestyle didn't exactly work out for the outlaws turned demon revenants.

doc releases the teen, patting him on the shoulder. ] You're welcome, but you really ought to keep in mind that while we do not age in this place, we still wound and afflict.

[nomorules]

Yeah, but they weren't me!

<sub>[He must be feeling better if he can grandstand this much. Ryuji's sure this dude's saying something sage he should listen to with a clear head and a clear heart and whatever, but it's hard to concentrate when everything sounds 110% cooler coming out of Doc's mouth with that mustache and that accent.

Wound and afflict. Not even the death knell of his digestion system can stop him from appreciating how much better Doc makes "get hurt and barf" sound. He smiles.]</sub>

You know, I don't feel as queasy anymore. That might really have worked.

_{[Dentists know their shit.]}