★ ( BASILIO LUPUS MAGNUS. )

[punnier]

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WEEKEND 0, SUNDAY

[punnier]

[ Here is Siffrin, in their silly little default garb even though you know his look, kinda just dragging themselves into the mansion. Tired.

Perks when he realizes someone else is here. Oh. ]

Busy day today, huh?

[ (Stars, you suck at this.) ]

[berserketype]

[ just the eepiest lil gremlin. basilio just watches them roll themselves sleepily into the mansion like what a mood.

but he waves a hand when he’s spotted. ]

Yeah, puttin’ it lightly. Not sure what I think about bein’ told I’ve gotta go through redemption or somethin’. I thought I was doin’ alright.

WEEK 1, MONDAY

[punnier]

[ TIS AFTERNOON, happy Whoville Valentine's.

Siffrin flavor is fox time, hat slightly tilted as one ear pokes out with their fluffy tail mostly obscured by their cloak but the ends can be seen flicking. They seem pretty awake by now, though still with the ever eyebag under their eye.

Looks around, puzzled. ]

A different festival?

[berserketype]

[ yaaay fox lad!! ]

… ?

[ basilio’s just looking around like ?? what? huh? ]

Feels like the whole place just swapped itself. It was all… festive and wintery, and this is— [ pink. ]

w1, wednesday

[berserketype]

[ post party chao time! basilio's chao runs into siffrin's legs ]

[punnier]

[ a baby

Siffrin crouches down to steady the chao carefully, and to make sure it's okay?? Hi baby baby. Being cradled in one of their arms is their own white chao, that peeks timidly down. ]

w2, monday

[berserketype]

[ veggie garden it is! of course bas is here, he's crouched down by some tools, watching his chao carry a trowel (or rather, drag a trowel) along the ground. ]

That's it. And if you dig there, we can start thinkin' 'bout what to drop in there too. You fancy tomatoes? Or somethin' more hearty like potatoes?

[ they're having a good time. ]

[punnier]

[ Siffrin is here, looking a bit differently. Both eyes peering over curiously, crouching beside with arms crossed over their knees. Their own white chao is peeking curiously.

Though Siffrin makes the most helpful blech tongue out at the mention of potatoes. Potatoes ew... ]

WEEK 3, MONDAY

[punnier]

[ YIPPEE MEMSHARE DAY voids us as they get trapped in the house of mirrors

in which a nice, pleasant memory will play... ]

[berserketype]

[ BURSTS INTO TEARS MY SWEET BONBON.


aa. well. this does make him freeze for a moment, something there's maybe hit a sensitive spot, but it's not clear what or if anything it is because he just tilts his head and keeps going. ]

That's the reason you're missin' an eye?

w3, thursday

[berserketype]

[ ur my enemy

anyway.


hopital. is sif conscious? ]

[punnier]

[ yeah, he's trying to escape the hospital ]

w4, tuesday

[berserketype]

[ i'll do this now so i don't forget and sweet zetsu can tag at their leisure.

anway he's in the tavern! hovering around the kitchen area. there's a row of cooling cakes in the background that he's keeping an eye on. ]

[punnier]

[ Yippee! Sorry for my Monday mingle crime shenanigans. At least Siffrin is freshly bandaged up (again and still) but curiously looking around. Oh right, the emotion vibes are just dull hollowness, depression void, and an endless pang of intense food hunger.

Anyway, we are here and exploring the tavern. Huh. ]

WEEK 4, THURSDAY PRE-CURFEW

[punnier]

[ sleepily does this as i go walk to clock into work

anyway lets you decide where but Siffrin is just here randomly taking a nap on the floor. Hello. ]

[berserketype]

[ oop. both sif and zetsu eepy.

i live in the tavern now so this can be in the tavern. just looks at him lying there. and then vanishes to get a blanket to drop over him ]

WEEK 4, SUNDAY

[punnier]

[ Vibing in the bar section, the temptation is there but instead they just cup their cheek with their palm and stare listlessly at the nearest wall. The emotions are (static mess) ]

[berserketype]

[ i think siffrin should drink. what a mood though. ]

w5, monday

[berserketype]

[ i genuinely

GENUINELY

think that siffrin could do with some time just petting corgis. so bas opens the door to the cart and is immediately set upon by like seven of the little guys. i just typed gays. i guess corgis can do whatever they want with their lives. ]

Wah!

[punnier]

[ SEVEN GAY LIL CORGIS, HAPPY PRIDE. Siffrin leaps out of the way, watching as the wave of corgis attack (friendly, happily) Basilio.

The small tiny bird on Siffrin's hat chirps a surprised piou piou and flutters up. ]

Wah!

WEEK 6, MONDAY

[punnier]

[ Puts us in the cat cafe because I don't have many pcs here and I need it.

Here is Siffrin, with a new shiny pin on their cloak, moving around with some various thought bubbles above their head. Someone probably thinks too much. But as they catch sight of Basilio, those thought bubbles start to say (Fighter? Cook. Welcoming. Friend? Basilio.) Before it poofies.

Holds up the most largest fluffiest black maine coon cat to him. Do you desire to hold this cat? ]

[berserketype]

[ LOOK AT THEM WITH THEIR SHINY PIN AND THEIR LITTLE THOUGHT BUBBLES. he waves

and then he is just presented with a huge fluffy maine coon and he's like oh. hello.


he will take this child. ]

w6, saturday

[berserketype]

[ YOU DO THIS? YOU DO THIS TO POOR SIFFRIN?

you were right though, nobody should feel safe.


anyway. i imagine the vibes over here are stellar and beautiful and stunning, i'm so sure. ]

[punnier]

[ Yeah, sure, even though Siffrin is just sitting at the far back against the wall, a small shape from where they stay seated. They don't look up or even in his direction.

Their thoughts are as equally quiet. ]

WEEK 7, MONDAY

[punnier]

[ Probably lingering in the kitchen after spending time with your boyfriend. Anyway, will offer a small awkward nod at him. ]

[berserketype]

[ ... henlo. ]

...

Can I hug ya?

WEEK 7, SATURDAY

[punnier]

[ Drifting into the tavern, peekies in. ]

[berserketype]

[ yeah he’s here

he lives here until tomorrow! waves. ]