[He'd been summoned to Naegi's apartment, so they could 'talk it out'. After what had happened last time... well, Joker certainly wasn't unconcerned with what might come next, but he was certain they'd come to some fashion of resolution. They always did.]

[So he knocks on the door to the apartment Mozart and Naegi share, and calls out:]

I'm here.

[Only when the group has left the Group Date Café with the boss defeated does Yu stop and think to himself, ’That was really weird.’ He was kind of in Leader Mode the rest of the time, where nothing matters except the safety of the team and the completion of the mission — all other thoughts were fuzzy to his recollection.]

[For one thing, there was the giant preacher throwing coffins at them. Then there was the creepy-cute giant cupids riding on other babies with horse heads. And so on and so forth. Answering the questions was actually not too bad; Yu put thought into them, of course he did, but once he made a decision he was fine with stating his answer. It seemed as though there was always at least one person who agreed with him, though that was doubtless because of the sheer size of the group. (He thinks he’s gotten all of the SEES members’ names down by now…) Finally, and most strangely, there was the whole matter of the… wedding… ceremony.]

[That was really weird.]

[He kept his cool throughout, because of course he did. But looking back on it now? Very weird.]

[Yu knows that Yosuke will be acting skittish about it, but it’s been a few hours since they cleared the dungeon, and he’s intentionally been letting the dude have some privacy to sort out a few of his most pressing hangups. But as dinnertime approaches, he sees Yosuke chilling out at one of the tables, and decides that now is as good a time as any to bother him.]

Hey.

I'll make this pretty later. For now it's just a place to do a whole bunch of unrelated threads. Let's goooo.

 (IN WHICH YELLOWEQ AND JADERI ARE EXTREMELY GAY HOMOSEXUALS)

Total Icon Count: 17

Teasers:

( Off with the shorts! )

It doesn’t especially matter where you live, because the caravan comes regardless. No matter how out of place it looks among the surroundings, there is no doubt in your mind that it is there. It is a wheeled shelter painted black and decorated with ornate swirls; there is no visible sign of tire tracks, nor the prints of an animal or human, to indicate how it got there. One night you went to bed, and that location was empty; now you have awoken, and the caravan sits in the middle of your cornfield. Or on top of an abandoned office building. Or inside a shrine. The faint smell of incense drifts out the window. Sometimes the rich fabric curtains are blown aside in the proper wind, and you can get a glimpse of the inside; it seems to be full of more highly decorated items, including a sofa, table, stove and mattress. It’s clear that someone lives here.

But who?

 You walk around the front of the door. A hand-painted sign announces the caravan’s “opening times” in whatever unit of temporal measurement your world employs. “Prices are variable.” However, this sign neglects to mention what exactly the caravan is open for. Perhaps it can be entered now, or perhaps you must come back in a few hours. One way another, it’s very strange, and you get the distinct feeling that it might not be here for much longer.

 Maybe you ought to knock.

 (( Come one, come all, and get a 100% legit tarot reading from Mesprit. And by “legit”, we mean “the mun will pull out their personal tarot deck and do a reading for you”. Responses might come slowly, as I’m not always in a place where I can bust out a deck of tarot cards or research their meanings. As for whether they’re accurate or not… well, who knows? I have been told that I'm pretty accurate, though. ))

Because even prompts like 'yellow!Equius, frog breeding' are not sacred in the face of sadstuck.

( The one star )