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catchall ✧ this is our story.

WHO: Yoo Joonghyuk and you! Friends. Not-friends.
WHAT: Catchall forever
WHERE: Netherworld general
WHEN: The present, the future
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary.

Look at me. I am woven together by story, held firm by myth. Look at me. I will tell you of the men that ate me bloody. I will tell you of how ferociously I bit my way out of their stomachs.

— Venetta Octavia, The Alchemy of Smallness —

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[ Well, well, well.

They are in the forest and they bumped into each other by chance. Despite Rosa having gotten beaned by a ruby in the TDM, Joonghyuk isn't displeased to see her... They have bumped into mister hot as hell Puck, wearing whatever he's wearing. He can be in Belial's speedo and Joonghyuk wouldn't bat an eyelash. ]

You are going to suggest we reason with him.

[ A guess. ]

[ will just say that puck is definitely not wearing belial's speedo. that isn't happening in this thread.

but rosa nods her head, because of course she does. what else would people do in this situation? it's not like some people would immediately leap to trying to murder the guy, right? ]

Yes...?

[ the fact that he is saying that, though, implies that is not also his suggestion. ]

[ Even if he was in Belial's speedo, they would ignore it.

With how the light showers and autumn backlight had been affecting the Restless, violence may be the answer. Joonghyuk feels he has less patience overall. However, it could be his off day. It isn't out of character of him to be impulsive and act out, when earlier he'd keep composure.

Frowning, he supposes he should say something. ]

If he seems even a bit more suspicious, I'm stabbing him.

[ Puck covers his mouth and whispers an emphatic, "oh." ]

I see... that is a shame.

[ she seems to be considering the options here. she knows nothing about puck, so she doesn't know if stabbing is the actual answer here. she hopes not? ]

I'd like to try chatting first, if you don't mind. Would you talk to us Puck? We want your lantern.

[ good cop bad cop ]

[ Is it a shame? It is one of the solutions to so many problems. You kill it. And that was what his shadow cheers on in the background, like an audience that wishes to feel something at all—for their choices to matter.

However, Joonghyuk is also just annoyed by Puck's voice. Like a dad chaperoning someone, he stays quiet for the good cop.

Puck arches his eyebrows and huuuuums, "come with me and we can entertain an exchange. Cross my heart and all you will have this lantern if you indulge me for the night." Shimmering voice, charisma dripping.

Joonghyuk pulls out his knife. ]

[ there is just a long silence from her. yjh can potentially stab someone with how long it stretches.

but rosa finally finds her voice again and, with a smile, responds. ]

I am... sixteen?

[ HOW ELSE IS SHE MEANT TO RESPOND TO THIS ]

[ There is a deep silence and lightning starts crackling around Joonghyuk's body, giving them bright light in a flash every couple of seconds. It disappears as quick as it appears, abrupt and unpredictable.

Puck, very quickly, tries to correct this, "Nooo—no. No. Nononono! I wish to tell a story around the fire!" There is a fire pit some steps ahead that burns alight at their presence, illuminating Puck's pretty face. ]

We're here so start narrating.

[ ah, just a story then!

rosa's opinion on puck has already plummeted within the last ten seconds, and it so far isn't getting any better. so she doesn't make a comment on joongjyuk's demand and simply nods along pleasantly.

puck begins to tell a tale... rosa's eyes glaze over as he shares it, because she has no idea what the fuck he is talking about ]

Ah...

[ Joonghyuk doesn't know about American broadcasting channels, though he's somewhat aware of the Simpsons in passing. They are those yellow cartoon people. At least the gist of it he can understand since they're focusing on the plot of the episode, right?

One thought passes through his mind as his leer tapers into a confused squint: why is Puck from English Folklore into the Simpsons? Why did you do this Francy i'm ]

You wanted to tell horror stories.

[ Puck nods!! And maybe at the distance they could see silhouettes, blurry figures between the trees. ]

[ it's fine. don't worry about it. ]

That was a horror story...?

[ she couldn't tell.

but the shadowy figures do catch her attention, although at this point there are so many people running around here that at first she just assumes it's someone else trying to kill puck. she doesn't make any moves to do anything. ]

Well. It was intriguing, Puck.

[ strangles you like homer strangles bart ]

Give us the lantern.

[ And before they know it, they're behind these nebulous figures. They're just made of lighter fog, translucent enough to look through and find gravestones. Joonghyuk doesn't pay them more mind and quickly turns to where the fire should be.

PUCK? No, he only finds MORE gravestones. ]

We should have apprehended him.

Perhaps...

[ it would have saved them from a bad story and whatever this is. she's curious though, so rosa will walk over to one to try to inspect it. ]

He has to be somewhere around here. This is likely some sort of illusion.

There's always a way to escape an illusion. This should be no different.

[ He comes over to witness this stone slab jutted out of the dirt. Some cobwebs lined on its edges, like they're meant to keep the headstone in place. Squints. ]

Whose grave is this?

[ Dim light brushes over and it's ROSA. Slowly, he turns to her? ]

I guess it's mine!

[ please sound less cheerful about this.

unfortunately, she finds this situation humorous instead of creepy. in fact, she might feel a little... pleased? at seeing it, even though it's clearly fake. ]

Like the story? Perhaps yours is here as well.

It's almost like you're happy to see your grave.

[ the francy's characters are lowkey struggling inside trait is coming out. Joonghyuk looks over to the other gravestone beside hers and it definitely says his name, which earns a deep and resentful frown and glare.

You know, how normal people react, granted Joonghyuk looks like that ALL THE TIME. To the left and their right, they will find names of their loved ones. For Joonghyuk, though, he gets more gravestones with his name on them littered around. ]

We'll dig one up.

I apologize. I just think it's a little nonsensical. We're already supposedly dead.

[ why does yjh have so many of his own graves help. rosa peers at the ones with names she recognizes, her expression turning a little bit more somber...

and then jooghyuk opens his mouth. ]

... I do not have a shovel?

We are not dead.

[ No SUPPOSEDLY, no ENTERTAINING the THOUGHT of being DEAD! Also, don't think too much about the multiple graves with his name on it alongside others. He's going to ignore it, too. ]

We have hands.

[ He isn't so prissy where he won't dig like a dog. ]

[ orvs???

but she supposes they do have hands... a part of her wants to remain prissy in this situation because this seems like such a hassle. how long does it take to dig with just hand your hands?? but beggars can't be choosers and all that.

probably. ]

Okay... dig it is then.

[ he can pick what grave he wants to wreck she'll be polite about it ]

[ Don't worry about it? Joonghyuk obviously is not prissy, just fussy, and he starts digging... Let's go with Kim Dokja's grave, or at least one of them, because he isn't so sacrilegious and insensitive to dig any of the graves affiliated with Rosa.

Not that he thinks it bothers her, but he wouldn't feel good about it. ]

Fool... You could just have one grave.

[ Stupid, stupid, stupid. ]

[ she wouldn't mind but her relationship with death is, well, complicated.

it does seem rude to dig up a grave of someone she doesn't know though, so rosa will mostly make sure that the dirt doesn't fall back into the newly made hole. ]

He's here, right...? I recognize the name.

[ Girl... Your high mortality rate furry disease. ]

Unfortunately, he is. Loud and obnoxious. [ Joonghyuk is like halfway digging through. ] You're not going to help.

[ This is permission to help him dig because he hates this man, so it's okay. ]

Oh, my apologies!

[ it's said both to yjh and also to het dokja's grave. but with permission, she'll start digging as well. ]

I wonder if we'll find anything...?

[ HET DOKJA IS DEAD? Het Dokja is dead. ]

If we do, we might as well loot it.

[ Or them. Because I want het Dokja to be real, they can see his pale ass face in his white coat, somewhat dirtied at the bottom. ]

[ they have forgotten puck already. that's fine.

but there he is... without a coffin? is there a coffin, or is he just in a hole? he might just be in a hole if he's dirty. ]

Oh. I guess the illusion is thorough, then.

[ You can't afford coffins in a ruined world, so he is just dirty... And simpson-fied. This is body horror for Rosa and Joonghyuk now. Slowly, het Dokja's skin yellows as it's exposed to the stagnant air. His chin slowly recedes and his fingers pudge out.

Joonghyuk hasn't forgotten about Puck. The murderous intent for the slut rises. ]

Then we can assume the other graves could be occupied. [ ... ] I wonder if the dates mean anything.

[ They're all the same date. ]

catchall ✧ this is our story.

that moment when rosa is taller than a lot of boys in the game

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