turbo heaven 🌼 chrono

[outdistanced]

this boy's hair is so mystifying

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[clockpunk]

Yesterday. But... y'know, it was busy, so...

[ that's why he's not still in tears. ]

I thought you probably got some too, but. Dunno, felt like sharing anyway.

[outdistanced]

I did. [ bit of a wistful feeling, with that. ] I meant to write back before we fell asleep last night, but things got a little chaotic there.

[ nods at the flower. ]

He sent me a yellow one. A tulip.

[clockpunk]

[ a nod, a matching curl of wistfulness, and hesitation. ]

I've been stuck on how to respond. [ he turns the flower over in his hand. it's a cosmos, but- ] I don't know what kind this is. Should've paid attention more.

[outdistanced]

I'm still trying to figure that part out, too. Glad to hear from them, for sure, but... it's still a little strange.

It looks familiar... Maybe it's one of the ones Koharu showed me? [ thinking, thinking. ] Cosmos...?

[clockpunk]

[ !!

there's a flicker of relief and thankful understanding. ]

It is kinda strange, right? Thought I was just being stupid again. Not that I think it isn't them or anything, but...

[ but what? he's not really sure.

he blinks down at the flower, then smiles. ]

Cosmos, huh. Funny.

[outdistanced]

It's definitely them, alright. [ with a soft scoff. ] Sounds too real not to be. It's just... weird.

[ we saw them dead with our own two eyes and they can still write to us? laurence isn't saying that out loud but he's sure thinking it. ]

He probably thought it was funny, too. It suits you, with those lofty space-traveling goals of yours.

[clockpunk]

Definitely weird. Surreal. Like... it was already weird we could die twice, and now there's, what, an afterlife for the afterlife? [ jabs a thumb at his halo ] What's the point of this, then?

[ he runs a finger over the edge of the petals, a kind of soft amusement there. ]

A tulip for yours? Ain't those kinda. [ pause. no there's no other way to word this ] Romantic?

[outdistanced]

Beats me. Nothing in this place has really made sense since day one. It never felt like we were ever really dead.

[ but they still have halos so who the fuck knows.

there's a little twist of confusion at that? uhhh. ] Even if they are, he obviously didn't mean it that way. I thought roses were supposed to be the "romantic" ones.

[clockpunk]

Yeah. Stuff feels the same as being in a real body, as opposed to spirit stuff. Maybe it's a bit different for you guys who have powers, but even then, right?

[ who knows!!!

he just kind of??? shrugs. he's confused too but it's all he knows. ]

Yeah, obviously, that's not what I meant. It's flowers, man, I thought they were all for romance stuff until recently.

[outdistanced]

I guess we wouldn't even know what "spirit stuff" is supposed to be like. [ also... he shrugs. ] It's probably worse for the others. I spent most of my life not using my powers already. The weirdest thing for me is not knowing anything about where we are.

[ should he be offended by this when chrono keeps comparing him to flowers? he's not, but it just sounds so silly. ]

If they were, I wouldn't have made those bouquets before. I'm pretty sure it's only romantic if you want it to be.

[clockpunk]

Well, I do, and this ain't it. [ hm ] I didn't die, for the record. Actually, maybe that's why.

[ nvm logicked himself into a corner

also he's not comparing him!!! it was ONE comment about his hair GOD ]

I know that now. Forget I said anything, it's just frustrating that I don't know what this means, really. [ he shifts to the other paper, which has a little drawing of himself with his cards. ] Charlie's is straightforward, heh.

[outdistanced]

What is that supposed to mean? [ the spirit comment hello? as for the rest... ] ...I didn't think I did, either. Nothing big was going on before I woke up here.

[ still confused about that tbh

also it was the vines too! ]

We can look it up later if you really want, but I don't think they need to mean anything. [ leans a little closer just to peek at the drawing. nosy. ] She was always like that.

[clockpunk]

It was a Cray thing. Towards the end, when it got real messy. I'll tell you another time. [ it's stupid. ] Some people remember their deaths, though, so what's with that?

[ like he's not SURPRISED he died just... confused...

those were Literally On Him please,, ]

Guess so. [ oh. hi. he's welcome to look at it. ] Wish I'd gotten to know her more. Hope I still can.

[outdistanced]

Okay... [ well he can't help but be curious now, but. yeah. he feels the confusion, too. ] I don't know. Everyone I've talked to about it is more confused that I don't know how it happened for me.

[ it's a cute drawing ]

Yeah, me too. It's a good sign that we can send letters, though - that's a start.

[clockpunk]

[ nodding. same hat. ]

Guess some deaths are just like that, though, so it's not unreasonable to assume it was just... something we weren't conscious for.

[ makes a face. morbid. which is priceless, considering, but still.

it's very cute. he's very charmed by it. soft feelings. ]

...guess I'll write something later. I thought about it last night, but. Seemed kinda bad timing.

[outdistanced]

I guess... I've been trying not to think about it too hard.

Yeah. [ two cyoas and then 90% of the game in the same place with terrible vibes everywhere? who wants to write a heartfelt letter in those conditions. ] Maybe you should see if you can send them some of those cookies or something, too.

[clockpunk]

Me too. It's been the part that's kind of easiest to accept at face value, until this.

[ ...oh! that suggestion makes him light up, actually, a proper actual smile on his face for the first time today. ]

That's a really good idea. May be shit at words, but that I can do. I wouldn't have thought of that. [ shoulderbump. ] Thanks.

[outdistanced]

A little hard to argue it, too.

[ ...that's nice. a good feeling, to see chrono smile despite the news today, but it also makes laurence feel a little sheepish. ]

Well, you know. If they can send us flowers, we should be able to send stuff back, right? They'll probably like the chance to try them, too.

[clockpunk]

Yeah. This is an afterlife, almost for sure.

[ hm? he tilts his head a little at the feedback, a frown of confusion ghosting his expression. it was a good suggestion what's the problem. ]

Makes sense to me. I'll have to ask, and... figure out how to package things so they don't get ruined. [ ...no he can't leave it be. ] What's up?

[outdistanced]

Nothing like any I've heard of before this, though...

[ but they already kind of covered that. anyway, the sheepishness passes quickly enough. ]

Can't you use the containers you had? Or, I don't know, get some new ones? Make god pay for it since they're making us go through all this in the first place. [ ...? ] What?

[ sometimes you're just bad with compliments or gratitude, ]

[clockpunk]

Just felt funny for a sec.

[ didn't expect a tsun spike over something like that. ]

I guess. They're a bit big to post. Ain't god already payin' for all this stuff anyways? [ huh. ] Probably should be takin' more advantage of that, actually.

[outdistanced]

I'm fine, don't worry.

[ not tonight. check back in tomorrow, maybe. ]

Is it...? [ he's never had mail before how does it work. ] But you can probably find something that works if you look.

[clockpunk]

[ ?????????? my questionmarks. me, aaya

chrono on the other hand shrugs. wasn't a big deal. ]

Sure. [ his expression twists a little. ] Today doesn't seem right for it, though. Maybe after... tomorrow.

[outdistanced]

[ it's fine he's just an awkward lil dude ]

No one's going to make you run out and do it right now, dude. I haven't gotten back to them yet, either. They'll understand if we need a few to just... deal with all of this.

[ the weekends are always so bad. surely they won't hols it against them. ]

[clockpunk]

[ i dont trust you for a second. redacted ass reaction ]

If I'm sending food... guess there's the option of just making more. [ usual monday activity at this point anyway. ] You're right, though. You think of anything you want to send with 'em?