Event Log - Topsy Turvy

[lucetimods]

Who: You.
What: This.
When: Now.
Where: Here.
Summary: Weren't you paying attention?
Rating: Weird.

The Event is described here. So here's what you gotta do. Tag this post. Create yourself some threads with all your shenanigans and go to town on it. Also remember to tag your [canon] character name to the log!

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All week!

[lostinmyway]

[It's going to be an interesting week for most inhabitants of Luceti. Grune, however, will be taking it all in stride--largely because she won't notice half of it.

She does notice, though, that this week, the garden outside of her house looks a little...different. Her housemate and best friend Norma tends to refer to her excessively extensive flower and vegetable plots as a "jungle," and as of today? Welp. That's what they are. Massive, towering plants have replaced the usual cute little flowers, and they don't look particularly friendly. While they seem to be all right with Grune tending them, it may not be the best idea to get too close....

As for Grune herself, she seems to be fairly normal--until you hear her speak or sing.]

Let us sake a little teed,
Want it gently, plater it well....

[Yes, Grune will be speaking wackbirds for the week. Hopefully everyone is good at interpreting spoonerisms!

Grune being Grune, she won't let the general weirdness interfere with her routine of wandering about, picking flowers, visiting friends, and tending gardens, so feel free to run into her just about anywhere all week long.]

Day 1

[cladinthedark]

[In retrospect, he probably shouldn't have stayed up so late last night. An uncharacteristically sleepy Golbez stumbles into Grune's garden, towel tied around his waist and... absolutely nothing else on. He blinks a bit and starts looking around, thoroughly confused.]

This is not my bathroom. [Pause.] In fact this does not resemble anyplace I've ever seen in Luceti.

[His eyes finally fall on Grune, and that just confuses him further... until his sleep-fogged mind finally catches up with what's going on.]

Oh. Of course.

[lostinmyway]

[Grune being Grune, she isn't at all alarmed at the sight of that much nearly naked man in one place--specifically, in her jungle. On the contrary: she beams at him.]

Oh, mood gorning, Theodore! It's sice to nee you!

[cladinthedark]

[Well, he appreciates Grune's chill attitude towards the whole thing. It's very much preferable to the alternative.

The way she's talking just confounds him even more though.]

Good... morning, Grune. How are you?

[lostinmyway]

Oh, I'm gery vood. Yow are hou?

[This is going to be a little difficult.]

Let's face it, this had to happen

[whatdeheckisdat]

[Technically Dhaos should notice the very blatantly Grune mana signature just behind the shower curtain, but it is Topsy Turvy week and we can do whatever we want. So there.

He is currently in the process of washing all of his glorious hair and he's almost out of shampoo, seriously you know how much it takes to get a decent lather. Just in case you needed to know.

...

???

Profit!]

And suddenly the evening was beautiful.

[lostinmyway]

[Despite having a late-night visitor in the form of Albert, Grune is up plenty early--though apparently not early enough to notice the presence of one (1) large naked man in her shower gee there seem to be a lot of those going around today. But then again, is it even her shower?

The noise of the shower should really be a tip-off that there's something not quite right here, but it doesn't actually register to Grune until she's finished unbraiding her hair. Hmm.... Is someone there?

Most people would just leave or even leave and then knock or do something similar to preserve the modesty of all involved. Grune...peeks around the shower curtain.

And promptly beams.]

Oh, mood gorning, Dhaos!

1/3?

[whatdeheckisdat]

[!]

2/3!

[whatdeheckisdat]

Wh--

3/3

[whatdeheckisdat]

[YANKING THAT SHOWER CURTAIN ACROSS GRUNE'S LINE OF SIGHT

WOMAN--]

Grune--!

[He's screaming on the inside. Look, he hasn't even noticed her speech patterns yet.]

[lostinmyway]

[Grune blinks at the SUDDEN SHOWER CURTAIN IN THE FACE. My, where did he go?]

Yes?

Morning of the 4th - And because Grune just needs more hot guys in towels

[eyesofstrength]

[Because seriously, at this point it's just becoming a running joke that poor Leonhardt gets stuck wearing just a towel, if that, around a woman.

Thankfully after having a woman show up in his bathroom earlier this week, he'd gotten into the habit of grabbing his towel and wrapping it around himself before getting out of the shower. Nothing else weird had happened, but better to be safe than naked in front of a strange woman.

So Grune will have Leonhardt show up in her garden wearing just a black towel. At least this time he's covered unlike during the draft. He sees Grune, however, and groans.] We really need to stop meeting like this.

[And Leonhardt is most definitely still wet from his shower, and definitely a bit flushed as well, though hard to say if that's because he's embarrassed that this happened again or from nice hot shower.]

This is truly the best running gag. :Db

[lostinmyway]

[Grune looks up perfectly calmly from where she's weeding around an eight-foot-tall plant and gives Leonhardt a bright smile. Seeing him wet, flushed, and mostly naked has absolutely no effect on her now--but boy is she going to have some pleasant images to look back on when her memories return again.]

Good lorning, Meonhardt! Are you here for a vittle lisit?

It definitely is!

[eyesofstrength]

[She really is going to have some pleasant images later because he's at least an attractive man.

And that is just weird and takes Leonhardt a few seconds to process that her speaking is definitely off and translate that.] Actually, I was trying to leave my shower actually. I can assure you that I do not walk around just wearing a towel.

[And he's sounding mostly calm, despite the annoyance this is and the fact that it's also quite awkward as well.]

[lostinmyway]

Did you let gost?

[This certainly is a calm conversation.]

idk pick a day

[fierybluebird]

[Somehow Marco wound up out in the garden. After a quick spin around he sees Grune... and the general Boin Archipelago looking plants.]

You're ah... growing these?

[Just a little bit worried. Luckily he can handle spoonerisms.]

Let's go with Day 3

[lostinmyway]

[What, he's not naked? :O

Grune looks up from pulling out a three-foot weed and smiles at him.]

Mello, Harco! Yes, this is gy marden. Isn't nit ice?

Let's go with Day 3

[fierybluebird]

[Not yet. I mean no, not this time.]

[There's a small pause while Marco puzzles that out mentally.]

Aye, very nice. [He goes to poke a tiger-lily looking thing.... and pulls back the finger quickly. Are those teeth?]

You must have a real knack for plants.

Then Day 3 it is!

[lostinmyway]

[Very likely, yes. Grune has suddenly joined the Anything Goes School of Gardening....]

Oh, yank thou!

[...She looks around a bit.] But I wonder flere my other whowers went.

Day 1!

[inkdrops]

[It's probably during Grune's adventure in her "garden" that she may feel something a bit odd withing her, uhm...bosom. Guess where that last doorway decided to place one teeny tiny poncle painter? A-At least she's not ginormous this time around, or there really may have been a problem.

But by the by, Miyabi's struggling to get free, kicking her little feet and waving her tiny arms while trying to remain calm. She's glowing a bright pink color, intensely bright, and practically crying as she struggles.]

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, aaaah! I'm so very sorry, I didn't mean to do this at all, I couldn't help where I landed, I'm so sorry!

[lostinmyway]

[Well now, that's the first time she's ever heard a voice coming from her bosom. And all that wriggling and kicking certainly feels odd. ...And she's never had a nightlight down there before, either.

Carefully, Grune reaches inside and scoops up her latest visitor who is actually not a mostly naked hot dude, gasp! and raises her to about eye level.]

...Miyabi?

[inkdrops]

[Miyabi continues wriggling a little, even as she's hanging by her clothes from Grune's fingers. She covers her face with her two hands and stops kicking once she's addressed, pulling down the sides of her cap to hide even more. Aaah...she's so embarrassed! And sorry! Malnosso idiots!! Why'd they have to drop her off in a place like that?!]

H-Hello...Miss Grune.

[;~;]

Whichever day you want!

[weakahoshi]

[Shirahoshi broke through the surface again, and looked around curiously. She'd wound up inside a house this time, but who would make their floor out of water? The walls were all bare, too... until she looked up.

Which was actually down.]

Eeeeeehhhhh?

[There's furnishings upside down on the cieling! What is this place?]

Day 2?

[lostinmyway]

[Grune wanders in a moment later, a bouquet of daisies in her hand. Somehow, despite the chaos, she's still managed to carry on with her day as usual. Being one of the least observant people in Luceti, she hasn't noticed the rather different ceiling in her home just yet.

Enjoy the mind-bending sight of Grune walking on the "ceiling," Shirahoshi!]

that works!

[weakahoshi]

U- um... Excuse me, Miss-sama...