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[symmetrophile]

[The new curse has resulted in the Villa gaining one (1) formidable-looking resident Responsible Adult(TM), a nine-foot tall being shrouded in a full-length black cloak and cowl, his face obliterated by mask in the shape of a characature of a skull (as depicted).

Behold, Vatheon, the visage of your new Death Personified, the identity of whom is only revealed when he at last speaks, raising two hands out of his cloak to clap them, twice.]

All right, children! It's the beginning of a new week, and I trust you all know what that means--

[For those who know him, this is Death the Kid, all "grown up". By his recollection, he's been kicking around for hundreds of years, and Death City, the place of his birth, is a distant and fond memory.]

--It's time for our field trip to the coral!

[And it seems he's taken to caring for a Villa full of young children like a fish to water. The apple, it appears, didn't fall far from his father's proverbial tree.]

Line up single file in the foyer, please. If we're done early, we can all have hot chocolate in the Plaza. Don't be late, punctuality is a virtue second only to cleanliness!

[ooc; open to action threads, too, both in the villa and around the bubble.]

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[darkasnight]

[Don't mind that very small tug on the back of your robe, Kid. It's just Night, tail in hand.] What is that? [What is... what? Child, please.]

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[symmetrophile]

[The looming figure in black bends forward, bringing that skull-mask down to about eye level with Night.]

The coral? What indeed. There will be plenty of time for explanations when we're on our way!

Now, don't accidentally pull your own tail, Night.

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[darkasnight]

[He keeps his grip tight on Kid's robe. When Kid bends down to speak with him he glances up, obviously still a little intimidated by the taller figure.

Considering what his childhood has been thus far before coming here that can be expected.] I- I won't! [No, instead he'll just hug it tighter to him.] What 'bout hot choca-... What's that?

[Video]

[peeppeepmthrfckrs]

[okay the skull thing is creepy but this guy...sounds...nice? Please don't be the Poltergeist's brother.]

The coral?

[Video]

[symmetrophile]

That's right!

[The cloaked and forbidding figure has a certain cheery inflection he borrowed from his father, long ago. A tribute to a great god.]

You'll hear all about it on the field trip. You're welcome to join us, of course, I wouldn't turn away an avid student.

[Video]

[peeppeepmthrfckrs]

[Well, he does like field trips.]

Where can I meet everyone? I'unno where this coral thingy is.

Um, an', my name's Dave. What's your name?

[video]

[force_a_change]

[S'up Mister Death. It's a familiar face! Ryoko had been watching the comm network, and the area outside her house, since she woke up during this curse. So she's got an idea of what is going on.

Well that and all her clothes being six inches too small yeah she grew a bit, wanna fight?]

Hey Mister Death~, you need any help with your new ducks?

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[symmetrophile]

Asakura, how good of you to join us!

[Meaning, you are joining us.]

But I won't have you going in that, it's much too cold. Whatever happened to those other clothes?

[Didn't he... try to get you to wear a matching black and white (and decorative skulls) number some, oh, half a century ago? That never stopped being a thing.]

[video]

[force_a_change]

I'm fine, and none of those clothes are around!

[Of course, she wouldn't have offered to help if she wasn't coming.

Oh and she doesn't sound all to bothered by the fact that whatever it is Kid is talking about is gone.]

You know that cold doesn't bother me too much.

[Video]

[needsmoregreen]

[...

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S C R E A M

WHAT IS THAT NINE FOOT TALL THING?!]

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[symmetrophile]

Oh dear, I've given you quite a fright, how embarrassing!

[Light-heartedness is a remedy for a whole host of ills, and good humor in the face of something fearful has a way of making the feared lose a little of their potency.]

Is there something on my face?

[Kid, please.]

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[hellspawned]

[Hey Kid, having a tiny Rin staring up, up, uuuuup at you from his damn near floor height.]

Whoa...

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[symmetrophile]

[That strikingly imposing figure bends down--

To place a palm over his head with brief, almost paternal affection.]

Hello, Rin.

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[seeriousrosebud]

[[A field trip, huh? Count this little girl in. Not that she doesn't know what the coral is, but hey he doesn't have to know that. She's going to casually use this age thing to her advantage for a while.

And that starts with just...staring up at him apparently.]]

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[symmetrophile]

[It's obvious the girl he doesn't recognize hasn't even a shred of fear at his appearance, which is simply perfect; he took on a share of his father's habits because, hey. If it isn't broke, don't fix it.

But centuries still can't shave off his inclination for a dignified air. Even if his imitations end up occasionally seeming like a prince attempting to slum it.]

Oh? Who might you be? Are you here for the field trip?

[Video]

[shippingmath]

[This is... really weird.

It's so weird, in fact, that Dirk's just staring, instead of saying anything. This guy looks like something out of a cartoon, not any of the people Dirk's seen yet.]

[Video]

[symmetrophile]

[What?

What?

It's not like he grew three heads and started a congo line!]

[alittlecourage]

[Then there's a tug on Kid's cloak.

If he looks down, he'll see a certain adorable little kid version of an old friend preparing to scale the tower of Death.]

Lord Death! I knew I'd find you eventually!

[symmetrophile]

[He would recognize her anywhere, no matter how much time yawned between now and the time when they were roughly the same age. Enduring being scaled up to a point, he scoops an arm underneath her for a boost to his shoulders.

Kid would be a liar if he tried to claim he wasn't utterly delighted to be called Lord Death.

oh god he did daddy proud gklhd]

And so you have! [There is a distinction between Kid and his father's voices.] I've been waiting here a long, long time for you, Maka.

[VOICE]

[bethehugejerk]

[Karkat would have no clue what's going on, witnessing that tall, cloaked figure, but for one thing: he recognizes the mask. He knows that mask. He has handled one very much like it before in helping Maka, and after the ordeal that resulted from it, it's not going to be forgotten anytime soon.]

[Still, he sticks to voice when he replies. For all Kid has expressed distaste for the prejudices of the troll hemocaste, and for all red blood tends not to matter to humans (or... humanesque beings, which Kid at least used to be before becoming, uh, that thing), he still wants to avoid it becoming a topic. Which it very well might, given the candy color brightness of his irises this week. Still, if Kid is anywhere in his right mind at all, he may notice Karkat sounds older than he usually does.]

Kid? What the hell are you doing?

[VOICE]

[symmetrophile]

[It takes him a moment to identify that voice.]

...Karkat?

[For the moment, the act is dropped, but this is nevertheless an enthused response:] My, it's been a long time. And from the sound of it, you've grown.

[And to answer his question:] Oh, just rounding up the children for their trip to touch the coral. Why not come along? We could catch up.

[spacecase]

[Did you miss being rifle doofed by Jade, Kid?

Because being nine feet tall doesn't change that, she can still fly and will summarily doof you before landing and staring up, rifle resting against her shoulders.

She's an adult now too but that doesn't mean she thinks she's supposed to be one.]

Kid, what the heck are you doing? You become some giant horrorterror and all you can think about is babysitting?

[symmetrophile]

[HE SURE DIDN'T MISS THAT.

Although there's hardly more reaction to it (initially) than a tilt of his head at the doof. That is, until he looms over the Witch of Space, and swings down the side of one open palm towards the top of her head.]

REAPER CHOP!

[What. Seriously?

And then, cheerfully:]

How lovely to see you, Jade! You haven't changed a bit since I saw you last. Oh, almost two hundred years ago, already?

[alittlefreshheir]

[And here's John, just standing a few inches away from Kid with his head craned back so far it's a wonder he hasn't fallen over yet.]

You're tall.

[Apparently that's all he has to say about this.]

[symmetrophile]

[That towering figure looks down, looming there for a moment, before he bends down, hands folded behind his bowed back. Blue eyes, square glasses, black hair--]

And you're John, right~? Nice to meet you!

[Again.]