heaven / marcoh

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week 0, monday, beach

[midway]

[ It's a beach! Welcome to the beach.

Peers at Marcoh to see if he is dressed appropriately and what the vibes are. He's nosy. ]

[boxcar]

[ He is not. He in fact appears to be wearing some kind of regular sneaker-boot type shoe out there in the sand. In jeans. ]

[midway]

That looks uncomfortably warm, Marcoh.

[ Claude is probably wearing some summery linen blend outfit. With sandals. ]

[boxcar]

Is it?

[ Looking around and over at Claude. ]

Oh.

[ With the vibe of that makes sense. ]

week 1, monday, afternoon

[midway]

[ It's Valentine's Day! Even if the circumstances are bad, it's still a little charming to see all the festivities...

Looks to see if Marcoh is still looking stern. ]

Are you familiar with this festival?

[boxcar]

[ He definitely doesn't look CHIPPER by any means but he is here. Looking a little overwhelmed by all this. ]

I think so...

[ I don't wanna think that hard about which holidays are the same or different in Funger world. ]

[midway]

[ Sweet Marcoh. (patriarchy voice) why don't you smile sweetheart ]

Seems like some sort of celebration of love? [ Peering at the flowers. ] We have some like this in Fódlan when the rainy season begins, where women weave garlands for their loved ones.

[boxcar]

That sounds nice.

Ay, there are some holidays or festivals that celebrate love. Under Fiend Valentine, or a worship of Sylvian.

[ Don't ask him to elabourate too much it's 9am and I don't want to make up fake Funger holidays...... ]

w1 saturday

[boxcar]

[ Hey Claude how are you doing?

Marcoh isn't exactly in the chattiest mood but when is he ever. He just nods minutely at Claude in passing when he's near, or filtering out of the church. ]

[midway]

[ Isn't he carrying Anders tenderly in his arms. ]

[boxcar]

[ Not anymore...... ]

[midway]

[ OKAY

Marcoh is so intimidating. Smiles unsurely at him. ]

Feel like a drink?

w2 sunday

[boxcar]

[ Well I guess Claude can find Marcoh boxing a tree. Just slugging practice punches at it in lieu of a boxing bag. 'He could just buy one' no. ]

[midway]

[ Observes the third most perfect ass in heaven...

Is he wearing gloves? ]

[boxcar]

[ He's wearing like, wraps around his knuckles. So not boxing gloves but he's not just rawdogging this. ]

[midway]

[ Watches... I almost said he's probably never seen this before but then I remembered Raphael.

Anyway, ]

Relieving stress, Marcoh?

week 3, monday

[midway]

[ Hello! And welcome to the funhouse, Marcoh.

You're trapped in here with Claude, and before we can think about panicking, the images on the mirrors start to warp.

—You're in Ailell, the aptly named Valley of Torment, with the flames and lava that make up this area eating up the remains of the battle and the bodies of the soliders that you were't able to retrieve.

Here, you grapple with the reality of your choice: that you let your allies die so that you could save your own men. It's a victory, you tell yourself (perhaps desperately). And that probably speaks to the kind of man you've become. ]

[boxcar]

[ All these extremely personal things he keeps seeing... but first and foremost -- ]

You're royalty?

[ Not the video having stopped earlier so I missed the last line but then re-watching it and just seeing that like I see! ]

[midway]

[ Memshare is so awkward... Sorry Marcoh.

Also lol. ]

Why do you sound so surprised?

week 4, monday, castle

[midway]

[ Peering at the horse toilet. ]

I wonder why they're all like this.

[boxcar]

So you noticed.

[ Nobody else said anything. ]

[midway]

It's... kind of impossible not to, isn't it?

week 4, wednesday

[midway]

did you have fun at the party?

[boxcar]

[ Well Claude cannot feel the vague embarrassment and 'why' coming off of Marcoh in this moment because of the llama. ]

it was okay

[midway]

[ thank you for giving it to me anyway ]

just okay...

is it because you turned into a llama?