[Simon cannot remember the last time anyone has served him in this way, but then again, being a guest in someone's home means getting the special treatment. His mind wanders for a moment as he gets a better look at Chihiro when the other comes closer, idly holding the drink in his hand without even thinking to raise the glass to his lips.
He has never before seen anyone in his life seen someone so soft, so very much without any edges, and while the other's timid nature and shy mannerisms had been endearing at the store, they are even more charming in this intimate setting. It's not as though Simon doesn't enjoy a good playful jab and somewhat demeaning banter, after all, it's the language he and Grace have developed over the years. But, if he's really being honest with himself, it's nice not to have to defend himself for a change.]
Okay.
[The word is uttered at such a low volume, it's easy to mishear.]
We can do that.
[It occurs to Simon that Chihiro has nice eyes. They lack the mischievous twinkle that usually lights Grace's gaze, but when they aren't full of fear or tears, they are... Pretty.
[ Chihiro is doing his best to make sure everything is neat and inviting. He knows the dishes are clean, but he hopes it's obvious! And the juice is fresh! Computer geek though he is, he still takes care of himself and his environment the best he can.
He's not superb at reading others really, having had very few friends in his tiny little life. So he's not really sure what's going through Simon's head. He's just nervous about doing a good job. Still, the softness of the answer makes his smile almost glow. Maybe Simon-kun is feeling nervous too! In that case, they can get through it together.
With only a moment's more hesitation, he scoots past Simon with his own drink and sets it carefully away from the computer but within reach. Then he sets up chairs for them. There's plenty of room for them both to see because he built his own set-up obviously. I make the rules. ]
[He is definitely nervous, nervous and excited. Which is very bad for someone who doesn't understand that yes, the phenomenon he is experiencing is just your run-of-the-mill teenage thirstiness, something that was previously reserved for the only human woman that Simon has been in contact with for the past almost decade.]
Y'know, I've never actually played one of these with someone before.
[There are other activities he has, um, only done by himself toO coughs butt it doesn't mean he should MENTION theM actually it would be wiLdLLY inappropriate if he DiD]
It's got me feelin' all tingly inside, aha, ahaha...
[no he is wiggling his FINGERS to emphasize the TINgly-NESS???? STOP!!!!! VETO]
[ Chihiro admits. He's not even entirely sure how to play it with another person. But surely they can just create something together?
And he can ignore his own teenage excitement. Because he sure doesn't know what it means either. He's just really happy to have a friend to play with.
As he boots up the game, he can't help but to glance at Simon quickly, blushing at his comment. T-tingly?? That sounds kind of hentai. Oh he's wiggling his fingers too....
Yet Chihiro just giggles graciously?? Because he's too good for the world and everyone in it. ]
Yeah, I guess it is kind of like that, ehehe. I'm sure we'll have fun!
[He's unused to laughter that's so faint and delicate, as Grace's chuckle is colorful and loud, the kind that fills up a room with noise. Chihiro's is just a slight bubble, the sort of sound that you'd miss if you were hooting and hollering. The Apex may have its share of more timid children, but the other teen's coquettish nature is novel. Simon can't remember the last time he'd met someone his own age who was just as shy, and while he's grown into his horrifying role as the second-in-command of a child cult, it's comforting to accidentally have stumbled into another introvert.
That is, if this person really is who she says she is.
His heart rate picks up all of a sudden.]
Wow.
[Simon marvels at the display menu, which features a tiny little lamb that starts out small in the center of the image. In the nick of time it grows larger and larger, expanding on the screen until it lets out a loud "Baaah~!" and the animation freezes.]
That's... Pretty cute.
[is he talking about the cgi critter or chihiro's giggle we don't know]
Huh. So there really is a two-player option for this thing.
I've never really considered the fact that you could play a world-building game with another person...
[ Chihiro does have a bit of a cult following but he can't really do anything about that. Especially since all those weird nerds think he's just a cute little gamer girl. Really though, Simon's mind may be blown to find that he really is who he says he is. Except for that one minor gender thing. That could be harmless, but we know how it turned out for him.
ANYWAY. With the screen booted up, his eyes light up in interest, watching the adorable lamb and giving another little giggle once the animation freezes and the menu pops up. ]
It is, isn't it? I... I like it a lot more than zombies.
[ Zombies are manly but consider: SHEEP.
Selecting fluidly through the menu, Chihiro brings up the avatar screen, where you can pick who you want to be from a variety of traits and of course genders and maybe species we just don't know. ]
Look, we can even pick a character to be, ehehe. I guess I should choose- [ He trails off. What does he choose! There's some really cute ones, but he feels like he should pick something very strong and manly looking.
But Simon might judge him if he chooses this macho guy when he himself is the opposite! And he doesn't want to be judged.... ] Ummm....
[Spoken with a teasing lilt. Spiteful, in Simon's voice, is a different color altogether. His playful eyebrow waggling also appears to support that this tiny jab is indeed a joke.]
It's a video game! This stuff's all make-believe. The possibilities are endless.
So, go wild.
[pls note here he does JAZZ HANDS which are very different than HENTAI FINGERS (see above)]
And also never use jazz hands on him again. He thinks Simon is just going to like grab him or karate chop him with such sudden hand movements and- well, they're better than hentai fingers though... ]
I was just curious...what kind of character Simon-kun would choose.
[Simon isn't prepared for the attention to be turned back on him so quickly. Suddenly, it dawns on him that he hasn't the faintest clue what "-kun" means, although the way Chihiro says it, it sounds, well, cute. In fact, the teeny tiny gamer pronounces his name so differently from the way he's heard it so many times before, if the smaller boy were to call out to him, he would be able to identify the distinct voice immediately.
A blush brightens Simon's cheeks, extending even to cover the bridge of his nose, all the more visible amidst his "hasn't seen the sun for almost a decade" complexion.]
W-who... Me?
[yes??? you're the only one here, dumbass]
Well, y'see, this is a farmin' game, s-so I'd just pick whatever farmer guy or stable boy they have available, it doesn't really matter-
[While Simon thumbs the controller awkwardly, sifting through a variety of options, he eventually pauses when he discovers an avatar that does resemble him. In fact, the details are eerily similar. The clothes are different- Plaid button down shirt, straw hat, a pair of cartoonish black cowboy boots and dark denim jeans, but the blond long blond hair tucked into a ponytail, skintone, and even facial features are uncannily familiar.
So much so that it makes Simon uncomfortable.]
Wow.
This one's, uh...
[He stares blankly at the screen, at a loss for words, eyes wide open as he grits his teeth, almost as though he's remembering the kind of memory he had desperately tried to forget.]
[ Chihiro does deflate for a moment, only because he was hoping that Simon would have some cool character already built up or something. Or maybe he just feels like he's the only one who's super interested now. But it's not enough to deter him from anything or make him feel too bad.
Especially when Simon finds a literal digital version of himself.
Chihiro designed his first AI to look just like him, so he probably doesn't find it creepy..alkwjejf ]
Ah! It really does look like you.
[ Well he thinks it's probably because Simon is a cool white guy ... help. ]
But if you'd rather be totally different, you should definitely pick a new one!
It's so inexplicably bizarre. To have something done unto him as he's done unto so many others, even Grace. Simon loves his creepy little miniatures so goddamn much, but those accursed figurines have been crafted by his hands, unlike whatever this is. A man made in his image, but virtual, as though someone somewhere downloaded his visage directly from the real world into a digital one.
If Chihiro wasn't here to snap him out of his paranoid headspace, he might not have managed.]
...Well.
What would you recommend?
[Simon instantly regrets asking the question. Of course Chihiro would, Simon would. Why would anybody deny themselves the opportunity to improve?
To be stronger, taller, faster, smarter... More broad-chested and better looking.
Unfortunately, the idea of being kinder or more considerate doesn't ever cross Simon's mind.]
[ It might be for the best not to let Simon know just yet that Chihiro is entirely capable of being the person to recreate a person digitally. He didn't do this of course, but he very much wields that power.
He blinks at the question instead. ]
Eh? Well I think Simon-kun looks cool the way he is...
[ He fidgets shyly. ]
As for me, I think I'd pick someone taller a-and stronger. Someone ... with a lot of muscles! That way he can protect all his friends.
Simon may be far from home, but no matter where in the multiverse he goes, he will always remain a selfish little brat, pursuing "change" only when it serves him. Physical conditioning, tactical warfare, and most recently, enhancing his new abilities. His heart, cold as ever, has been submerged in ice for years and years and years, only thawing when he hurts and when he thinks of her, never once defrosting in service for the sake of anyone else.
Until today.
It's not as though the fair-haired fright of a teenager registered this as a date, far from it, as his memories of anything vaguely similar are fractured into tiny shards. The wounds, punctured by those very bits of broken glass are still present, open and and unruly, and yet, like a warrior should, Simon ignores them. But he is no longer a mere, fleshy mortal. The glow from within his chest is even more of a blessing than the number that was once on his hand. If anything, for this? Numbers were simply preparation.
He's a god now. And gods can take what they want.]
Cool?
You r-really think I'm-
[On the outside, Simon would curse and deny any opportunity to better himself. But on the inside, he knows he is anything but. And so, he chooses to cast his paranoia aside in favor of this new era, this new opportunity. Grace, of all people, she would understand-]
...Fine?
Just.
The way I am.
[She, his best friend, would be happy for him. Why, if he could go back for her, he would! Then they could be gods together. But she isn't here now, and the last word Grace would ever use to describe him would be that.
Cool.
Without so much as a second thought, Simon leans in for a kiss. He doesn't have the faintest idea what he's doing, but thankfully, that furry mouth of his is closed.]
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Date: 2021-05-09 08:04 am (UTC)He has never before seen anyone in his life seen someone so soft, so very much without any edges, and while the other's timid nature and shy mannerisms had been endearing at the store, they are even more charming in this intimate setting. It's not as though Simon doesn't enjoy a good playful jab and somewhat demeaning banter, after all, it's the language he and Grace have developed over the years. But, if he's really being honest with himself, it's nice not to have to defend himself for a change.]
Okay.
[The word is uttered at such a low volume, it's easy to mishear.]
We can do that.
[It occurs to Simon that Chihiro has nice eyes. They lack the mischievous twinkle that usually lights Grace's gaze, but when they aren't full of fear or tears, they are... Pretty.
Whoops.]
Thank you.
help we already have 70+ comments on this post
Date: 2021-05-12 08:29 pm (UTC)He's not superb at reading others really, having had very few friends in his tiny little life. So he's not really sure what's going through Simon's head. He's just nervous about doing a good job. Still, the softness of the answer makes his smile almost glow. Maybe Simon-kun is feeling nervous too! In that case, they can get through it together.
With only a moment's more hesitation, he scoots past Simon with his own drink and sets it carefully away from the computer but within reach. Then he sets up chairs for them. There's plenty of room for them both to see because he built his own set-up obviously. I make the rules. ]
Okay then! Let's get started!
this tag is just cursed
Date: 2021-05-17 01:20 am (UTC)Y'know, I've never actually played one of these with someone before.
[There are other activities he has, um, only done by himself toO coughs butt it doesn't mean he should MENTION theM actually it would be wiLdLLY inappropriate if he DiD]
It's got me feelin' all tingly inside, aha, ahaha...
[no he is wiggling his FINGERS to emphasize the TINgly-NESS???? STOP!!!!! VETO]
it really is
Date: 2021-05-24 02:38 am (UTC)[ Chihiro admits. He's not even entirely sure how to play it with another person. But surely they can just create something together?
And he can ignore his own teenage excitement. Because he sure doesn't know what it means either. He's just really happy to have a friend to play with.
As he boots up the game, he can't help but to glance at Simon quickly, blushing at his comment. T-tingly?? That sounds kind of hentai. Oh he's wiggling his fingers too....
Yet Chihiro just giggles graciously?? Because he's too good for the world and everyone in it. ]
Yeah, I guess it is kind of like that, ehehe. I'm sure we'll have fun!
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Date: 2021-06-16 06:11 am (UTC)That is, if this person really is who she says she is.
His heart rate picks up all of a sudden.]
Wow.
[Simon marvels at the display menu, which features a tiny little lamb that starts out small in the center of the image. In the nick of time it grows larger and larger, expanding on the screen until it lets out a loud "Baaah~!" and the animation freezes.]
That's... Pretty cute.
[is he talking about the cgi critter or chihiro's giggle we don't know]
Huh. So there really is a two-player option for this thing.
I've never really considered the fact that you could play a world-building game with another person...
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Date: 2021-06-19 02:31 am (UTC)ANYWAY. With the screen booted up, his eyes light up in interest, watching the adorable lamb and giving another little giggle once the animation freezes and the menu pops up. ]
It is, isn't it? I... I like it a lot more than zombies.
[ Zombies are manly but consider: SHEEP.
Selecting fluidly through the menu, Chihiro brings up the avatar screen, where you can pick who you want to be from a variety of traits and of course genders and maybe species we just don't know. ]
Look, we can even pick a character to be, ehehe. I guess I should choose- [ He trails off. What does he choose! There's some really cute ones, but he feels like he should pick something very strong and manly looking.
But Simon might judge him if he chooses this macho guy when he himself is the opposite! And he doesn't want to be judged.... ] Ummm....
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Date: 2021-06-19 04:36 am (UTC)[Spoken with a teasing lilt. Spiteful, in Simon's voice, is a different color altogether. His playful eyebrow waggling also appears to support that this tiny jab is indeed a joke.]
It's a video game! This stuff's all make-believe. The possibilities are endless.
So, go wild.
[pls note here he does JAZZ HANDS which are very different than HENTAI FINGERS (see above)]
I'm not here to judge.
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Date: 2021-06-26 01:39 am (UTC)[ Don't call him out?????
And also never use jazz hands on him again. He thinks Simon is just going to like grab him or karate chop him with such sudden hand movements and- well, they're better than hentai fingers though... ]
I was just curious...what kind of character Simon-kun would choose.
1/2
Date: 2021-06-26 02:20 am (UTC)A blush brightens Simon's cheeks, extending even to cover the bridge of his nose, all the more visible amidst his "hasn't seen the sun for almost a decade" complexion.]
W-who... Me?
[yes??? you're the only one here, dumbass]
Well, y'see, this is a farmin' game, s-so I'd just pick whatever farmer guy or stable boy they have available, it doesn't really matter-
2/2
Date: 2021-06-26 02:28 am (UTC)So much so that it makes Simon uncomfortable.]
Wow.
This one's, uh...
[He stares blankly at the screen, at a loss for words, eyes wide open as he grits his teeth, almost as though he's remembering the kind of memory he had desperately tried to forget.]
Practically a spittin' image.
WOW THIS IS SO OLD WTF
Date: 2021-10-07 04:25 am (UTC)[ Chihiro does deflate for a moment, only because he was hoping that Simon would have some cool character already built up or something. Or maybe he just feels like he's the only one who's super interested now. But it's not enough to deter him from anything or make him feel too bad.
Especially when Simon finds a literal digital version of himself.
Chihiro designed his first AI to look just like him, so he probably doesn't find it creepy..alkwjejf ]
Ah! It really does look like you.
[ Well he thinks it's probably because Simon is a cool white guy ... help. ]
But if you'd rather be totally different, you should definitely pick a new one!
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Date: 2021-12-22 06:57 am (UTC)It's so inexplicably bizarre. To have something done unto him as he's done unto so many others, even Grace. Simon loves his creepy little miniatures so goddamn much, but those accursed figurines have been crafted by his hands, unlike whatever this is. A man made in his image, but virtual, as though someone somewhere downloaded his visage directly from the real world into a digital one.
If Chihiro wasn't here to snap him out of his paranoid headspace, he might not have managed.]
...Well.
What would you recommend?
[Simon instantly regrets asking the question. Of course Chihiro would, Simon would. Why would anybody deny themselves the opportunity to improve?
To be stronger, taller, faster, smarter... More broad-chested and better looking.
Unfortunately, the idea of being kinder or more considerate doesn't ever cross Simon's mind.]
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Date: 2022-01-03 09:43 pm (UTC)He blinks at the question instead. ]
Eh? Well I think Simon-kun looks cool the way he is...
[ He fidgets shyly. ]
As for me, I think I'd pick someone taller a-and stronger. Someone ... with a lot of muscles! That way he can protect all his friends.
[ Chihiro isn't this a farming simulator. ]
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Date: 2022-01-04 05:05 am (UTC)Simon may be far from home, but no matter where in the multiverse he goes, he will always remain a selfish little brat, pursuing "change" only when it serves him. Physical conditioning, tactical warfare, and most recently, enhancing his new abilities. His heart, cold as ever, has been submerged in ice for years and years and years, only thawing when he hurts and when he thinks of her, never once defrosting in service for the sake of anyone else.
Until today.
It's not as though the fair-haired fright of a teenager registered this as a date, far from it, as his memories of anything vaguely similar are fractured into tiny shards. The wounds, punctured by those very bits of broken glass are still present, open and and unruly, and yet, like a warrior should, Simon ignores them. But he is no longer a mere, fleshy mortal. The glow from within his chest is even more of a blessing than the number that was once on his hand. If anything, for this? Numbers were simply preparation.
He's a god now. And gods can take what they want.]
Cool?
You r-really think I'm-
[On the outside, Simon would curse and deny any opportunity to better himself. But on the inside, he knows he is anything but. And so, he chooses to cast his paranoia aside in favor of this new era, this new opportunity. Grace, of all people, she would understand-]
...Fine?
Just.
The way I am.
[She, his best friend, would be happy for him. Why, if he could go back for her, he would! Then they could be gods together. But she isn't here now, and the last word Grace would ever use to describe him would be that.
Cool.
Without so much as a second thought, Simon leans in for a kiss. He doesn't have the faintest idea what he's doing, but thankfully, that furry mouth of his is closed.]