[Open] Look at all this weird shit I bought

[skeletonkeay]

Who: Gerard Keay and YOU! (Feat. a special prompt for Cecil)
What: Gerry's spoils from his recent purchase
When: Mid-March
Where: Gerry's shop (and Cecil's place)
Warning(s): None, this is all silly shit.




-Mall Goth-

Gerry's not a huge fan of spending money at Calloway's shop after the Lot 37 incident, but he still regularly checks it to make sure there's nothing else there that anyone needs to be worried about. He saw a few items of concern (note to self: tell Annabel Lee about that pendulum, and Cecil about Lot 2) but otherwise nothing too untoward. Just the same sort of overpriced bullshit he always sees.

But then, toward the back of the shop, a pallet wrapped with a Hot Topic shipping label.

He can't resist.


-Yard Sale-

On a Tuesday, when his shop is closed anyway, Gerry separates out the items he does not want and puts them out onto the little bit of pavement in between the street and his shop, neatly stacked. A sign says "Please take only one." But he's sitting there to enforce it, puffing away at a cigarette and reading a book, on a chair he dragged out from his workshop. The items are as follows:

- Brittney Spears Monopoly
- A 2-pack of Funko Pops from something called "My Hero Academia", which lists the characters as "Tomura Shigaraki" and "Overhaul"
- A set of Sanrio enamel pins, consisting of Hello Kitty, Keroppi, My Melody, and Cinnamoroll
- The most hideous pink Gloomy Bear plush you've ever seen
- The Naruto lanyard
- A set of rubber ducks that look like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
- A couple of Tasty Peach mochi cat plushies (he kept some as well)
- A cheap Deadpool action figure
- A Beetlejuice snowglobe
- A piggy bank shaped like a Super Mario question mark block
- Some Pokemon blind bags.

(The items he kept, by the way, were the aforementioned Tasty Peach plushies, a Strawberry Cow plush, a Bob Ross chia pet, a skeleton beanie, a Skelanimals figurine, replicas of the herb jars from Nightmare Before Christmas, an elaborate Hatsune Miku statue, some rollerball perfumes in skull bottles that smell like pomegranate and rosewood, and all of the makeup.)

-Peace Offering-
(Closed to Cecil)

Needing to talk to Cecil anyway, Gerry drops by his place with a strawberry cow plush under his arm, smelling extra nice.

-Wildcard-
Come by Gerry's place for whatever and notice all the weird new shit he has. He's wearing proper goth makeup, has a whole ass Chia Pet growing on his desk and a Hatsune Miku statue in his shop's front window.

Comments

Yard Sale

[sistermagnetic]

Magne's got nothing better to do during one of her few days off from work at the inn, so why not investigate someone else's secondhand treasures? Maybe she'd find something for the house that she's been looking at, or something vaguely in her size to go along with her slowly growing wardrobe. Knicknacks that she never had the chance to have before. It would be fun!

She doesn't even have to look around for long before she finds the absolutely ridiculous something that she didn't know she needed. Crouching down to inspect a box on which she'd seen a familiar name, she's first looking over it with pursed lips and furrowed brow, then going wide-eyed and flipping it over, inspecting it.

"No way..."

[amourtician]

While Lev/Lyubov is sitting down in the shade—holding two cat plushies, having been dragooned into going with Anzu for the sole purpose of making sure they got one neon toy cat each)—Anzu is strolling around the yard, looking to see what else Gerry's liberated from the resident shady merchant. Magne crying out gets his attention, and he comes over to see what's the matter.

"Are these," he gestures at the box, stopping himself just before declaring the figurines to be either porcelain or rubber, since on closer inspection, they appear to be neither, "are these significant?"

[sistermagnetic]

Magne looks half-scandalized as she holds the box nearly tight enough against herself to cave in the corners. She doesn't recognize the person talking to her, but they seem pleasant enough, if reasonably rather baffled.

"I know these men," she announces in slight disbelief. She points out the man in his plague mask with particular vehemence. "This one killed me!"

[amourtician]

"He what—" Anzu begins, shoulders going up— and then he remembers where he is, and why. His shoulders go down, and he shakes his head. "Ah, right, yes. Ah. Here? Or elsewhere?"

He's a little taken aback by the fact Magne's reacting in surprise and not say, anger or fear. Worried that she might discover other feelings once the surprise's worn off, he decides to stick around for the time being.

"I must say, dearest, thou'rt taking this news better than some might," he says, not unkindly.

[sistermagnetic]

Magne huffs, rocking herself back up onto her feet and turning the box over in her hands. There's a lot of little oddities about it (what is this anime title looking nonsense?) but for now she's just focused on the fact that she's holding a pair of figures like this at all.

"As far as I know, he's the one that ended me up here in the first place. So I suppose I owe him one for that." She rolls her eyes. The anger softens to a pout as she looks toward the white-haired figure, then back at Anzu. "There isn't a lot that I can do now, is there? I can't go back and knock the man out for killing me and doing whatever he did to the rest of my people, and pointless anger has never been my thing. I'm thinking I'll keep this one at least." She turns the case around to show Shigaraki with his little hands still firmly in place over his face and arms.

[amourtician]

"Ah," says Anzu. "I think I understand, darling." And he does, even if he can't quite relate—Marrow Isle has not been a disaster for him, but it has been no blessing, either. Except for his husband being here.

He takes a longer look at the figurines; they look almost like spirits, shin-dalets, even. Which, back home, wouldn't preclude Magne knowing either of them socially.

"I don't know how I'd feel, truth be told," he says, "if I found figurines of the tzar or any of my old colleagues, here of all places. Though at least, ah, they're not how I met my death."

Remembering himself, he hastens to say, "and, ah. I do beg thy pardon, I failed to introduce myself. I'm called Dr Menelikov. Anzu, really, if we're meeting not in the clinic. What do I call thee, ziskayt?"

Judging by Magne's general air, Anzu figures he'd not shake hands with her. Lev's mentioned to him that there's a couple of other cultivars in Pumpkin Hollow, and he's already got a hunch who Magne is, but his social scripts preclude I already know who thou art, one by whom I'm a total stranger. That's always a little unnerving to be on the receiving end of.

[skeletonkeay]

Gerry doesn't look up from his book, but smiles nonetheless at her tone.

"Find somethin' you like? It's yours if you want it."

[sistermagnetic]

Lips purses, she stares into the box with its pair of figures, then lifts it in case Gerry does want to see what she's already decided she's taking with her. "These vinyl figures. How much do you want for them?" There's a particular intensity to that question.

[skeletonkeay]

"I'm givin' em away," he says easily. "You like Funko Pops or just those little guys?"

[sistermagnetic]

"Let me put it this way," she replies thoughtfully. "It's an extremely strange feeling to see merch of the man that killed you. But the other little guy is important to me and one of the others that arrived recently and I have to show him."

[lasthumanvoice]

Cecil answers the door looking like he's having a bit of a day. His hair is mussed, his shirt unbuttoned, there are inkstains on his fingers and Yorick is dead again.

Yorick is often dead again.

"Hello. You seem to have a cow."

[skeletonkeay]

"I do." He holds it up, squeaking its tummy with a squeeze. "Smells like strawberries. It's for you."

[lasthumanvoice]

"And you smell like the fanciest grenadine ever. What have I done to deserve such wonderful things to stick my nose on?"

He opens the door wider, some of his shiny coming back to him like the rising of a new sun.

[skeletonkeay]

Gerry chuckles, gently pressing the plush into Cecil's hands as he enters. "I was checking that stupid curio shop for more untoward items and he had a whole stupid pallet of Hot Topic shit. I caved because I am a weak man, but I'm redistributing the wealth."

[lasthumanvoice]

"You should be careful going there. He's worse than malicious--he's greedy and self-centered and doesn't care what results from his actions."

Calloway will never be forgiven.

yard sale

[maximumcake]

Max slows to a stop as he's walking by, and is suddenly drawn to the pile of trinkets like a moth to a flame. Are those...Sanrio pins? Those would be so cute on his work apron!

"Oh my gosh," he squeals. "How much for these pins? I have to have them."

[skeletonkeay]

"Eh, there's no cost. I'm just hangin' out to make sure people only take one thing." It's only after he finishes speaking that Gerry looks up.

Oh damn, one of the new guys. Cute. Gerry's spoken for, but he does have working eyeballs--- more than most people.

"I don't think we've met yet. Gerry Keay."

[maximumcake]

"Really? That's so nice of you."

Max can sense Gerry looking, but this feels like a bad time to make a pass (it might look like he's trying to pay in sex??) so he sticks with polite non-flirty greeting for now.

"It's great to meet you, Gerry? Okay if I use that? I'm Max Maximum but you can just call me Max."

[skeletonkeay]

Max Maximum. What a name. He sounds like something out of a comic book. Gerry huffs a soft laugh and offers a handshake. "Gerry's fine, yeah. Nice to meet you. You just get here?"

[maximumcake]

"I did, yeah. Not too long ago. I was at the potluck but so was, like, everyone else."

He picks up the pins and looks affectionately at them. "Nice of you to give things away like this. Are you sure I can't make you a cupcake or something, at least?"

yard sale

[iamthepyre]

Dabi may be missing the black hair he once sported but he still has the holes where his piercings once were and all the staples lining most of his scars. It's pretty obvious that he and Gerry might actually share some aesthetic tastes. Maybe that's why he made his way over to look at what it was the guy had. Hoping to find something that would be good to fill the place of his own missing jewelry. Too bad Dabi is too late to see the Pop figures of his boss and the guy he helped take out but...eh. Magne will show him later for sure. For now Dabi is just interested to see if he can find anything more useful to him.

Surprisingly enough the cat plushies are tempting. They're soft...he's not used to having things that might get ruined when you're living on the run. Plus, Magne might like one. Girls like cute stuff right? Hell, Toga would have gone crazy for that weird pink bear.

"Surprised to see this sort of stuff here..."

[skeletonkeay]

"Weird, right? Apparently a pallet of stuff still all wrapped in cellophane just turned up. It cost a chunk of change, but I got some fun shit out of it. Like that statue of my goddess and savior back there." He gestures to his shop window, where a statuette of Hatsune Miku stands.

"Anyway, you can take any one thing you like, no cost. I'm just tryin' to get rid of stuff."

[iamthepyre]

Following the guys motion towards the statuette Dabi just sort of stares blankly for a moment. It looks like something Fuyumi would have liked when they were kids, definitely not his style but he'd seen stuff like it all over back home. Granted back home that was all hero merch...still.

"Gotta say, most of it isn't my speed." Even as he says it he's plucking up one of the cat plushies to squeeze. "Ever come across some hardware? I lost mine when I got here and I got some holes I really don't want to have to reopen."

Obviously he's not seeing anything here but he has the feeling this guy could at least point him in the right direction.

[skeletonkeay]

"Mm, yeah, I feel you. Yeah, nothing dropping out of the sky or washing up on shore, but there's a few good blacksmiths and jewelers around. Shouldn't cost you too much for just plain rings or studs." Although for this guy it miiiight add up a bit, simply by virtue of quantity. "You got a pretty intense look. You wouldn't happen to have heard of the Lightless Flame, would you?"

[iamthepyre]

"Good to know..." There's a moment of Dabi scrubbing his hand through his hair before he stops and arches an eyebrow.

"So I've been told, but...no, what's that?" Yeah he had flames but they sure as fuck weren't 'lightless'. Holding up a hand, in the most nonthreatening way he can manage with his experience, Dabi produced a smaller than usual blue flame in his palm. "I mean I have fire based powers if that's what you're asking but there's nothing lightless about them."