monday meme seance returns: the revengeance: first blood

[memepasta]

with two totally brand new memes courtesy of the united states of america! (i don't live there)
note: your threads don't have to be set in america but they do have oops! all berries there those things are awesome



NATIONAL S'MORES DAY
Whatever the weather where you are, it's just about the perfect conditions for a campfire. Or if you're trapped in suburbia, nuke 'em (it's the only way to be sure). OR just throw that shit in a bowl and take a blowtorch to it, my bob's burgers anons know what I'm talkin about. It's gooey, it's chocolatey, you got that graham crunch to complete the trifecta of flavours and textures. Hannibal Lecter himself couldn't do better. (Any campfire food is game: banana boats? baked apples? the tree sap that one drunk guy keeps throwing into the fire because it pops?)



NATIONAL TWINS DAY
Indentical, fraternal, doesn't matter! And obviously this limits characters without twins so this is your meme to get one! PB shenanigans are a natural fit, but just follow your heart. Characters don't have to look similar or be around the same age range in their icons; just fudge it on the details and have fun however you can. (That said, there's a well established twincest meme out there so consider this one gen emphatic.) This person understands you better than anyone else in the world, so what do you get up to when your forces combine? Wonder Twin powers activate?

Rules are the same as ever! Indicate your character's name and canon, tag around, and respect your fellow player! And, obviously, specify if you're only here for one meme. If both, no need to indicate!

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[spitak]

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Time to pick out the right tree. With a little consultation from dad, who's done things like this before if not to this scale and not with the same ends - of course Santiago just bleeds lovingly on things and lets them do whatever they want with it - they've got a better idea of what they're looking for, plus some preliminary plans from Nico. They're prepared to stay out here overnight if they need to, though it's not always a good idea to leave Petra and Santiago on their own for too long. ]

"Feral"? That's the word he used?

[ His enjoyment of the idea is very similar to Caleb's reaction, unsurprisingly. ]

[siaw]

That's the one.

[Again, he's imagining two little boys just running around with their dogs, doing everything they're told. It's such a silly and amusing picture of his father and the brother they've never met, he can't help but paint it with a kind of fondness that's almost nostalgic, as impossible as that would be.

Speaking of dogs, the pack lingers about their surroundings while Giant Fluffy White Dog Formerly Known as Fitz hangs out close, coming up beneath Nico's hand with his nose to cordially invite him to pet it. The others have accepted him well enough - because Caleb and Nico demanded it, no doubt - but there's an obvious string of jealousy in the way they sometimes lift their head and watch attentively. They'll get over it. This is their designated cuddle monster in training now.]

Pretty sure he mentioned having fleas.

[spitak]

Oh my god.

[ Nico is delighted with this idea, almost gleeful. On his part, he's imagining their literally bleeding heart hippie dad hiding up a tree with his brother, biting someone who's come to drag them back to a house and put them in a bath. It makes him extra nice to Formerly Fitz, not that he would've been mean without it. His amusement simply finds a convenient outlet on the thorough head scratch he gives the dog. ]

Are there any pictures.

[siaw]

[The amusement is entirely reciprocated, both from Caleb's own laughing fondness and the one that streams into him directly from his brother.]

Think he'd ever admit to it if there were?

[spitak]

Maybe if we sic this one on him -

[ Their new fluffy dog. Weaponized cuddles. ]

- and then both of us ask, really insistently.

[ Beg, he means. They have their pride, definitely, but Nico would really like to see pictures, and doesn't consider limited usage of begging beneath them. It's probably not a surprise that in this fucked up family, Santiago is particularly weak to simply being asked, rather than manipulated. ]

[siaw]

[Caleb laughs, bright and jovial. They squint their eyes just like their mother does when she giggles, even if she's always so malicious about it.

This is different. Loving mischief directed at your father doesn't count as maliciousness. Sorry mom.]

That's brilliant. Let's do it.

[He will absolutely beg their dad to get what they want, Nico, don't even worry about it.]

What if they look exactly like us? Freaky shit.

[spitak]

[ What an unusually wholesome moment for the two of them. Formerly Fitz licks Nico's hand and trots out in front of them to sniff things as they both enjoy the prospect of basically bowling Santiago over with irresistible requests. ]

What if they look exactly like us? I don't know, you'll just continue insisting you're the best-looking one?

[siaw]

[He nods, mocking an impressed kind of seriousness at Nico.]

Right, right.

[Props for knowing me better than I know myself bro.]

But will you finally agree?

[spitak]

Yeah, sure. And then I'll shave off your eyebrows when you're asleep.

[ Because they're both in such a good mood, Nico actually can't get that threat out without giggling, though he'll make a face if Caleb points out it's giggling.

And anyway, he wouldn't. Their collective game would go down significantly. ]

[siaw]

[Well he can't do that. So what he does instead is shove Nico by his shoulder a bit, then grab at his shirt and pull him to his side to disarrange his hair completely.]

What if your eyebrows fall off too. Huh? That could totally happen.

[Not really, but the idea is hilarious.]

- look.

[A young tree, finally, with enough space around it to make it a strong candidate for their search.]

[spitak]

[ This mild tussling causes more laughter. Caleb is messing with his hair and he's trying to push Caleb away by the side of his face, when Caleb spots the tree. They both come to a halt in more or less that position, much to the puzzled consternation of the dogs. ]

Ohh. Nice.

[ He takes the opportunity to playfully shove Caleb away while they're both still looking at the tree, then skitters out of reach to circle around it, checking the tree out from all angles. ]

[siaw]

[He stumbles a little, which doesn't distract him from the tree for a second, following his brother until he's crouching down to touch it, feel it under his skin.]

How long do you think it'd take us?

[spitak]

[ Nico does the same, spreading his hand on the trunk and looking up with a critical eye at the branches. ]

I don't know. Maybe a few months.

[ It's a conservative estimate, dependent on how much blood they can accumulate and spill as much as the tree's capacity for growth. They can feed it all they want, the equivalent of supercharged nutrition, but there's only so fast it can go. ]

Beams here and here, to get it a bit taller. Then lengthwise, to spread those branches out...

[siaw]

We need to make it really thick. Strong. [Because this is going to be one heavy house.] Focus on that first. Then get it high up. Yeah?

[spitak]

Makes sense. [ He's frowning, though, thinking of the other practicalities of their plan. ] Do you want to take turns with the blood, or should we both split it each time?

[ It's not a huge difference to the tree, it's only a difference in day to day life - if just one of them is very weak, or if both of them are a little weak. The whole point of them living with the cult is that they aren't in danger from gods and their followers, or Satan, but if they were, they're the only real weapons in the family. ]

[siaw]

[His turn to frown.]

Could try it both ways. But that means we can't go out as much.

[Even if shedding too much blood means needing more victims, which means more visibility. Nope, they're not nearly ready for that.]

... We're gonna have to turn into hermits for a while. Or take this really slow.

[spitak]

Not without taking dirt naps.

[ Said with a grimace, because Nico really does not care for Santiago's alternate method of recharging. It just doesn't work as well for them as it does for him, and it's boring, and then the dogs also tend to want to dig them up.

Lying on the grass in the garden is fine. Lying under the grass is dumb and annoying. ]

Well, we'll schedule some time off.

[siaw]

[Caleb's got Tina Fey levels of eyeroll to offer to the suggestion pertaining to dirt naps.]

How about. One of us - you use your blood, then take mine while you rest up. Then we just take turns like that. Should work, right?

[Say no to showers battling against dirt that won't come off really uncomfortable places.]

Hope the teach won't be mad.

[haha because they're home-schooled]

[spitak]

What'll you do when you don't have blood? Anyway, he can't be mad, we're learning physics and engineering.

[ Nico settles down on the ground against the tree they picked, immediately fending off three dogs in favor of Formerly Fitz. ]

[siaw]

It's not like I'm giving you ten bottles in one go. You can drink a little at a time.

[Gosh. He stands around for another while, hands on his hips, kicking idly at some of the gravel. Hi Formerly Fitz.]

Pretty sure this counts for biology too. Anyway - we agree on this, right? This is the place.

[spitak]

Fine, fine. And yeah, cryptobiology.

[ He puts his hands all over Formerly Fitz's face, which the dog is very excited about, and twiddles the large floofy ears. ]

Yeah, we're agreed. Did you want to start now, or head back?

[siaw]

I'm not carrying you back today. Are you carrying me?

[while one of them is half-passed out, he means.]

[spitak]

I wouldn't pass out! [ rude, bro ] Also, you could build a sledge and make the dogs carry me.

[ But point taken. Nico stands up from the tree, brushing dog fur off his hands. ]

[siaw]

Okay. Remind me to abduct a bunch of huskies tomorrow.

[He offers his hand to help his brother up, then goes ahead and comforts Formerly Fitz for losing someone to rest on lazily. One of the other dogs approaches, nose buried in the ground, considering barking at its new family member when he looks up, but deciding against it after catching his owner's eye.]

God. They're being so bitchy about him.

[spitak]

[ Nico lazily shoos the chastened dog once Caleb has helped him up. ]

Life is inherently unfair and you're just gonna have to learn to deal with it.

[ The other dogs cock their heads attentively at this moral Nico pronounces for their benefit, then slink out of the twins' way as they start back. ]

Wait, was that something mom said? Did I just mom the dogs?