CYOA week 5: cloud, sebastian, bradley, jason

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[battling]

[He looks so incredibly insulted at this accurate read of his character.]

What d'ya even need? I ain't promisin' to help.

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[Ben looks like he's trying not to laugh at how indignant Jason and Bradley seem over this. Anyway.]

It feels like I've got a hole in me! Besides, like, the literal one. That's fine. But I feel so cold... and not because I'm made of snow. I'm cold inside too! Brrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Take me somewhere warm! I heard there's a hot springs nearby, so take me there! I MUST HEAT UP THIS CHILL INSIDE OF ME.

[unrecked]

Uh.

[He

glances between Ben and Bradley, expression bewildered. Then to the snowman:]

...You know you'll melt, right?

[battling]

Don't snowmen die when they melt?

[Like. Buddy? Do you know the consequences to your actions?]

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It'll be fine! A snowman melting is just getting on the train to the afterlife, after all! Maybe I'll just be reincarnated! But before I do, I NEED TO STOP BEING SO COOOOOOOLD. BRRRRRRRRRRRRR. BRRRRRR! BRRRRR!!!!

[Anyway.

Ben shrugs, although he doesn't look like he quite knows what's going on either.]

Uh. For what it's worth, spirit snowmen are more durable than normal snowmen. And since they're already dead, they can't really... die more... Yikes, though.

[unrecked]

Alright, relax.

[THIS SNOWMAN. Can chill. He sort of sighs.] You don't say? [He's so tired.] What am I supposed to do with you? We're going to have to carry him, aren't we?

[Will the

clock fit in the snowman's hole? Asking for a friend. He is going to try to set it in there.]

[battling]

Can't be that heavy, he's just one snowman with a hole in his chest.

[Allows Jason to do this.]

Which way's the hot springs?

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[Ben looks? a little indignant about this?]

Hey! [But not much he can do about it, being a clock.] Brrr, it really is cold in here. You owe me, Jason.

[For WHAT. Anyway, the snowman doesn't seem to mind too much.]

Wow, this is a funky feeling! I can feel the tick tock inside of me... Tick tock, tick tock. Hehehe, it kind of tickle-wickles.

BUT ONTO THE WARMTH. WEST WE GO.

[unrecked]

You'll be alright until we get to the hotsprings.

[He will just owe the guy. What? HIS SOUL (no).] Don't make it weird, dude. Bradley. [Get on one side, he's got the other side. The snowman might not even be big enough to require two of them to lift, but you know what?

They are both lifting him. To the west!]

[battling]

It's already weird.

[There's a talking snowman between them. They have a talking clock. Everything is weird all the time.

To the west they go!]

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[To the west!

There is an open hot springs, with steaming hot water. Thankfully, no one else is around to see Jason and Bradley be weird as fuck.]

Gasp with a capital G! That looks like it'll warm me up. PUT! ME! IN!

[Ben, however, immediately yells:]

But take me out first!

[Unlike this snowman, he doesn't have a death wish?]

[unrecked]

[There really is a hot springs just out here, wow. How did they not know about this? They would have come here more often maybe.

He shifts his hold to try to take more of the snowman from Bradley.] Grab Ben before he has a conniption fit about being a boiled duck. [He can hold the snowman long enough probably.]

Alright. You sure about this, buddy? I'm warning you, it's hot.

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[They should've come over here and not done as many crimes as they have under their belts already.

Bradley takes Ben out of the hole.]

No comin' back from this one.

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[Thanks for taking Ben out of the hole. He looks relieved, his spirit hovering slightly above Bradley as though giving him an incorporeal hug from behind.

Meanwhile, this snowman is SO ready.]

I'm completely, absolutely, positively super duper sure! GIVE ME THAT SWEET HEAT.

[unrecked]

[...]

Okay...

[This fucking snowman, but OKAY. He will carry the snowman over to the edge of the hot springs and--well, it feels rude to toss the snowman in, so he sets the snowman down in the water near the edge.

This binch is going to melt...?]

[battling]

[This is SO embarrassing, Ben. At least nobody but Jason is around to see this.

Guess they'll see if this guy melts like a normal snowman or if being a spirit snowman will save him from a gruesome(?) fate.]

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[The snowman lets out a sigh of pleasure.]

Ooh, that's the good stuff. Sweet heat...

...

Wait, no, I'm still feeling cold. Why? Is it not enough? ARE YOU SURE YOU PUT ME IN THE WATER?

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For the record, the snowman is absolutely beginning to melt.]

[unrecked]

[........

A bit mortified, actually, he sort of exchanges a quick glance with Ben and Bradley. Like HELLO??? but with just his eyes and facial expression.

He looks back at the snowman.]

No... You're... definitely in there. You sure...?

[battling]

[Buddy, we're not taking this snowman out of the hot springs. There's probably something messed up that'll happen if they get separated from its melted body.]

We're watching you melt.

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Hmm... but I still feel cold inside. Brrrrrr. Why? WHY?

[He continues to melt further.

Meanwhile, Ben looks like he's starting to fret. Fine, Bradley, he'll let go now, instead shooting Jason a worried glance back.]

I don't think this is working. Maybe we... or you two, I guess—should take him back out? And just... repack his body with more snow...

[do you want to build a snowman...........]

[unrecked]

Alright, big guy. This isn't working. You're going to have to get out.

[He is going to go get the sad, melty bastard out of the hot springs. He cannot believe this.] Bradley, grab some snow, yeah? [This snowman idiot.]

I don't think what you're looking to warm up is going to get warm this way. Warming the outside isn't going to warm the inside. Why is your inside so cold anyway? Where'd the hole come from?

[battling]

[This dumb snowman, smh. Alright, fine. He'll go get some snow so this snowman doesn't become a sad puddle on the ground. Even normally he wouldn't just let some guy die in front of his eyes like this.

Ugh. Why'd he have to be called out?]

Maybe they're missin' a piece of themselves. Metaphorically, or whatever.

[He's rolling up some snow and coming back.]

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[This snowman is now just a sad head + a half-melted base. Help.]

Oh, the hole is normally. Probably! Doesn't everyone have a holey-woley or two somewhere on the body?

But it feels like something's coming back to me, so I think that helped. Maybe... I just need to go somewhere even HOTTER. Do you have any volcanoes around here? I think you should put me in lava.

[Where he's floating around by the clock, Ben is making a frantic X gesture with his arms, in case it wasn't obvious that idea is, um. Also, there are probably no volcanoes around.]

[unrecked]

[He opens his mouth, then notices Ben Xing him from across the way. He hesitates in his answer for a second, trying to think of how to clearly agree with this but break it to the snowman gently?]

I don't think we're going to find any lava around these parts, buddy. How about I just give you a hug instead, or something?

[This snowman needs some Prozac, but Jason is AU'd and I don't think he can make this joke. He will put this head and half a body onto the ball Bradley brings back so they can work on shaping him again.]

[battling]

[It's a pretty decent amount of snow, but Bradley looks incredibly skeptical about hugging this snowman to make it feel better.

Probably better than dunking them into a volcano. Where would they even find one around here?]