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Who: Taako, otawg (open to all w goods)
What: 'i can't believe Taako invented wal-mart'--Zero
When: 8/16 and on? if you want the full inventory
Where: The ruins
Warnings: Spicy



The meeting with the shitty god-rabbit had clarified not a whole lot, if Taako is being honest. But one thing is clear, they (this entire island of randos) are in it for awhile, so they (Taako and Lup) need to be in it to win it. And on this island, winning it means selling anything you can get your hands on for anything that might be useful. Their ice cream social had been moderately successful, and the horrible hustle elves are doubling down on their established niche, now that they realize the full stakes.

To that end, you can peruse an up-to-date inventory here. During daylight hours, there is a very good chance you can find a makeshift setup of warez, with the tired but socially effervescent elf responsible close by. There's existing stock, in very limited quantities, of small things. There's a list with everything else. The wood sign just says 'Got Stuff?' as kind of a preliminary; the argument re: naming convention is ongoing and bloodshed may be imminent. Bring your A-game hagglewise, and remember that a neutral feedback is the same as a negative.

[I should clarify, you can thread with both twins but the default setting is Taako unless otherwise specified! Up 2 you! Not fussy!]

Comments

[hellawrath]

Oh wow, she hadn't meant to literally blow their mind with a bunch of beach trash gifts? That she kinda just made because she was bored out of her skull and wanted to make Kittu smile again. It's probably the gesture more than the actual things that has them... hesitating, surprised? It's weird to see them uncertain like that, but they are just a kid, despite everything, and she gets it. People being nice, without discernible ulterior motive, what a wild ride, huh. Her ears lower just a bit in sympathy and her grin softens a little as she hands over the trinkets before Taako has even sealed the deal. "Enjoy your new bling, pumpkin."

Her smirk is back in place a moment later at her bro's perfectly astute assessment of the situation and now it's her turn to hold out her hands expectantly, making a little impatient grasping motion, fork it over kid. "Pleasure doing business with you... actually, what's your name, kid?"

[achievementhunter]

Oh please, spare them the pity. Taako may keep his expression under lock and key- but Lup has a noticeable enough reaction to have Chara squaring their shoulders, any hesitation disappearing behind a tight smile.

Despite everything, they're not going to be taken for a fool, tucking the headband up their sleeve before reaching up to tie the necklace behind their neck. With their hair out the way, one or both twins might note the gold chain already present, whatever it holds hidden completely beneath their sweater.

"The pleasure is all mine- Kidwun, ma'am." Both tone and smile become slightly wry, at that; these two will undoubtedly get a kick out of the alias.

But maybe a coconut gun being held out towards her will keep Lup's reaction to a minimum.

[ohshitsweetflips]

Oh boy. It's good that 'Kidwun' had a contingency plan for managing Lup, but they sure didn't for Taako. At least they're not trying to play it straight, that would just be an insult, instead of the pretty endearing nod-and-wink that it is. Like yeah, we're all cagey assholes here, but at least we're funny assholes too, right? Hearing Lup get ma'am'd is just kind of a bonus, and he swivels his foot in place, heeling her in the ankle a little. He keeps his laughter down to a wry snort, shaking his head. Maybe this kid isn't all that bad.

It might be funnier if he could think of a legitimate reason for two children on a brand-new (to them) island to use fake names, but. Even if it's just to be contrary and secretive, you know what, respect. Or maybe the kid has warrants out, that's a possibility too. "Oh for sure, I definitely believe that's your name, one hundo percent. You know that goof only works because we met the other one first, right?" They didn't, chronologically, in any sense of the word, but he's not gonna let that put a dent in his shit-eating grin. Whatever, he takes his attention off them and turns it to assembling their requested goods, at ease with the doneness of this deal and his potential upcoming demise. "I gave you two guns once, Lulu, where's my stuff? With interest."

[hellawrath]

Snatching up the gun takes about five seconds of her reaction time before the whole joke sinks in and she stares at the kid, actually feeling embarrassingly like they pulled one over on her good, holy shit. Which, you know what? Mad props. Getting heeled in the foot assures her that Taako's getting a kick out of this too and restores her smugness - see, see, this kid is a riot. She elbows him back to convey that.

He's also correct that this only flew for as long as it did because Kittu isn't that wild of a name by itself. "Whatever, I stand by what I said - as far as totally not fake human names go, it's better than Greg," she says with an insolent grin that rivals Taako's. What a band of shady assholes they all are.

She cradles the gun lovingly in her arms and then up to her shoulder, pointing it into the distance with one eye screwed shut as if gauging its aim, then swivels around to point it in her brother's face. "Fuck off Taako, how do I know you're not just keeping all the really cool stuff people trade with for yourself? You already got that gross dripping tetanus infection waiting to happen. I deserve this."

[achievementhunter]

At this point, they would have been disappointed had the two not had something to say about their name. That Taako and Lup had immediately seen through the ruse was of little consequence-- especially when one had just given them the perfect ammo to retort, quirking a brow.

"And a 'taco' is a type of food, where I come from. As far as totally not fake elvish names go."

Honestly Lup, just fire. It's loaded. Do them all a favor.

Good luck hiding some missing teeth under that glamor, pal.