saotome "useless lesbian" mary ♚ (
hollywooding) wrote in
recolle2017-07-05 11:08 am
OTA | you can call me honey but i just might sting
WHO: Mary Saotome + you!
WHERE: Various locations: the Inkwell, the zoo, Churchill Downs...
WHEN: July 4th - End of the month!
WHAT: Catchall for bingo!
WARNINGS: none i can think of!
OTA 1. Churchill Downs.
OTA 2. The Inkwell
OTA 3. Wildcard.
WHERE: Various locations: the Inkwell, the zoo, Churchill Downs...
WHEN: July 4th - End of the month!
WHAT: Catchall for bingo!
WARNINGS: none i can think of!
OTA 1. Churchill Downs.
[ now that mary knows that chocobos are not, in fact, normal, she can't help but wonder how the hell she ever thought otherwise.
it's not that she's afraid of them or anything--no, of course not--but they are...huge. and fluffy? mary's never really had contact with a chocobo, even if as a little girl she wanted riding lessons (with horses, which existed then) and couldn't afford them. the birds in the stables are, according to this stupid bingo card, able to be ridden, and she stands with her feet on the bottom rung of the fence, peering over the edge of the paddock to the birds, which squawk and amble about.
right. race a chocobo with someone. it shouldn't be that hard.
one of the birds notices her, though, and immediately makes a beeline for the fence--mary jumps, startled, and leaps back, right in time for the bird to make a swipe at the black ribbon hanging from her pigtails. ] Hey--
[ the bird kweh's! unhappily, and mary sticks her hand out to try to hold it away. it looks like she's having a staring contest with the bird at this point, a battle of wills...! she has to ride the damn thing, with another person, but first she maybe needs to get on it.
which means it needs to stop trying to eat her ribbons. please stop this standoff. ]
OTA 2. The Inkwell
[ the inkwell is mary's favorite hangout--something probably not okay for a nineteen year old--but whatever. it has nothing to do with drinks, anyway, since she orders herself a shirley temple and gets settled at her usual barstool in the middle, shuffling a pack of cards like a goddamn dealer and spinning a little on her chair.
challenge someone to a duel, says the bingo card. use your powers, says the bingo card. mary has never been a fan of following things exactly as they're supposed to be followed, and she decides to take the meaning as loosely as possible, setting her freshly shuffled deck of cards down. the cards themselves look plain, a set of blue "bicycle" cards, with no visible cheats or anything like that.
(visible to you anyway.)
she smiles, turns to the person next to her. ] Do you want to play a game with me?
[ look at this perky young girl. surely she just wants to pass the time in a fun way. how could you say no. you could probably fleece her really easily! ]
OTA 3. Wildcard.
[ though i didn't make a plotting post, mary's bingo card is here. anything marked in blue is something i really want, and anything marked in green is fair game! grayed out ones are already taken/planned out. ♥
closed, preplanned starters are gonna go in comments! ]

♠ ann | the zoo
the petting zoo's tucked into the zoo, full of tiny little kids and cute farm animals. at the front of the line to be let in--and easily the oldest person here that's not someone's mom--mary looks just as excited as the kids, though she's trying to keep it awfully demure, biting her lower lip.
she turns to ann to keep herself Very Cool. she's totally not excited. ] Of all of the things on this bingo card, this is probably the most arbitrary. Why the hell do they want me to pet a rabbit?
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it's definitely kinda cute though, seeing her all excited for the petting zoo! ann can't help but smile when she looks over at mary and seeing the other girl's excitement. ]
You say that, and yet you've practically got hearts in your eyes!
[ such a tsun, mary ] Are you excited or what?
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I don't--it's just a rabbit. [ baka!!!!
well, either way, she doesn't get long to be tsun, as the gate opens up. inside the petting zoo, there are a myriad of small, cute animals, including goats, baby lambs and, of course, the rabbits! they're in a hutch, and mary picks her way over carefully to look at the rabbits, who are...
oh, they're so, so cute. ] Which one...?
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[ ann Knows, you baka!!!
oh, now it's ann's turn to die. there are stars in her eyes as she goes over to the rabbits--look how tiny and cute they are?! she points to a caramel brown one off to the side that's just chillin and gives it a little pat. ]
Oh, they're all so cute! I don't know how you can choose, just pet all of them!
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But she's ultimately here for the same reason Mary is; clear as day on her bingo card is a request to race chocobos, and though she's never so much as fed one, let alone tried to perch herself on one's back, the birds here seem docile enough; it's a riding academy, they're trained for this sort of thing. It'll only be for a couple of minutes, regardless, they're probably harmless, right...?
Her tune changes, though, when she arrives at the stables to see poor Mary getting snapped at by what she can only imagine is a renegade chocobo who's decided that enough is enough. And while normally she's willing to support rebellion of all kinds, the fact of the matter stands that it looks kinda scary!
...But she can't just leave the poor girl to get attacked. Delinquents have to be tough, right? She steels herself and approaches the chocobo from the side, hoping to at least be a distraction... ]
Come on, big guy, cute girls aren't for eating, alright? Chill the hell out...
[ She reaches out to pet the chocobo, hoping that it won't bite her when she strokes its golden mane. He seems excitable, so maybe he just needs to calm down a bit? As long as he doesn't start swiping at her bun... ]
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Hey, hey--! [ but luckily, it seems like the chocobo and mary are both distracted by the visitor! the chocobo, still holding mary's ribbon in its beak, abruptly turns to its new visitor and makes a chirpy noise at the petting. it yanks its head towards yoshiko to try to get more pets, which makes mary stumble, but when it opens its mouth again, she yanks her ribbon free and looks at it in despair. ] Stupid bird...
[ christ. she looks at the girl who showed up to save the day. ] Thanks.
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At least, despite the bird's energy, it seems to calm down a bit when it gets pet. Her hand is still a little shaky as she pets it, but the situation's been resolved, thankfully. ]
The dumb thing probably just wanted attention. Can't really blame it, being cooped up all day.
[ ... ]
Sorry about your ribbon, though.
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2!
[Excuse him, Chuuya is just going to squeeze between Mary and her new target here, because he is a man on a mission. He has his honor to reclaim, and he has a kind of embarrassing idea of how to do it.
He slaps down a deck of Uno cards in front of her. There is truly no purer form of completely random screwing-over.]
If you wanna play a game, that's my choice. No goddamn way you can stack this one.
[right...?]
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[ she'd never! or, well, she'd never get caught, anyone. she glances at the poor, innocent sucker that she was going to destroy at bullshit and perches her chin on top of her hands, smiling at him. there's nothing evil behind her smile! not at all. ]
If that's a challenge you're offering, I'd be happy to take you up on it.
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[so... yeah, he's calling her a cheater.
chuuya opens the deck up and begins shuffling, because there's no way he's letting her get her hands on the deck before they play.
it won't save him, but he can try.]
Let's go, then. This time you're not gonna be so lucky.
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He looks up from sketching a portrait, and at her and the cards in front of her. He has no idea what the is supposed to be for. ]
I guess that depends on the game....
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of utterly destroying someone elseof playing a fun little game. ]Have you ever played Bullshit before? [ a tilt of her head! ] If not, I'll explain the rules for you.
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Bull...? [ Bullshit? ] No, I don't know if I have heard of it.
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[Mary's sure made a name for herself around the bar. One she's giving Zoro a chance to diminish just a bit right now. Standing on the stool, he reaches over the bar and pulls out two glasses and a full bottle of whiskey.
One glass for him. One glass for her. He keeps his hand on the neck of the bottle.]
Alright. Name the game. Loser's the first one down.
[Like hell he's just challenging her at cards alone. He's seen what she does to Chuuya. Get your drinking game on, Mary.]
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...but she also hates losing anything.
well, as long as chuuya's not paying attention. ] Let's play bullshit. Do you know how to play?
[ fuckin yolo ]
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'Course I do. Deal the cards.
[He fills their glasses perhaps a bit too high for whiskey. There's a sadistic side of him that wants to see if she can handle a full glass in one go.]
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You'd think he would know better, it's not like he doesn't see her in here all the time.]
Sure, I'm game. Not playing for nothing though, are we?
[Because c'mon, that's boring.]
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she fiddles around in her bag, and comes up with a $20 bill, setting it on the table. ] Let's just start with this. Can you match me alright~?
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Still, he pulls out his wallet and extracts a $20. Easy enough.]
Fair's fair. Since you're the one challenging me to cards, what's the game? And please don't say Old Maid, that's my least favorite card game.
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inkwell??! sometime after the 15th
He swivels around to check if anyone is behind him real quick -- nope. She can see him?? She's talking to him?? ]
Mary? Do you remember me?
[ He even points up at himself as if he could be talking about anyone else... ]
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but, the guy gives her pause. her nose wrinkles, as if she's ready to say something about him being a fucking weirdo, but. ]
...Yato? [ what the fuck is even going on. is this a retrospec thing? not knowing people exist is a new one. her brow furrows just a little but. ] ...Yes? Why wouldn't I.
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[ Yato has gotten so used to once-familiar patrons treating him like a stranger for the past couple months that he's stopped trying to talk to nearly all of them, Mary included. The gentle death of a hobo's hope...
But now Mary is actively looking at him. She initiated communication with him. She even remembers his name?? Even though he's seen her in the Inkwell all along, it's feels like he's welcoming her back from a long journey -- or maybe she's the one welcoming him.
Either way, he can't help it. He's so surprised and relieved. He... ]
Ahhh! Waaaaaaaahh! Maryyyyyyy!!
[ ... starts crying. And if she doesn't stop him, he'll be coming at her in a second to crush her into a hug and cry directly on her. ]
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2; the latest to ever be late
She blinks at the cards and then up at Mary, lips quirking up.]
Sure, if you don't mind if I sing to you while you deal.
no such thing <3
she blinks, a little startled, and then ends up with a wry smile. ] Bingo?
[ unless this girl randomly wants to serenade her, which may actually kill mary, because she's really cute. ]
♥
[Sorry to disappoint, Mary.]
Hmm, what song to sing to you, though...
[She scrolls through her music playlist for a moment, then startles. Her tiredness is really getting to her.]
Oh, sorry, I'm being rude-- my name is Minako, nice to meet you!
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