entrepreneur

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[enter a fairly nondescript lemonade stand in one of the main rooms, accompanied by a certain kid and a small sign of his own creation: it reads, "LEMONADE" in bright red, lopsided letters, along with a drawing of what looks like a cup of lemonade, and a chocobo for some reason. next to the chocobo, he's written something in black marker: "No munny." Sora isn't really sure what sort of things people might offer up for payment instead of munny, but he hopes it's taffy! though he'll accept pretty much any other trinket one might have on his or her person.]

[lemonade isn't the only good Sora has on display, however! should a parched patron desire something on the frozen side, they are free to purchase a freshly made sno-cone made from a small machine sitting on the stand's counter. there are also rows of potions and elixirs, and a small tupperware box filled with an assortment of cookies. Sora's munching on one as he watches people go by- every once in a while he waves and yells:]

Hey! Lemonade!

[might want to watch out for the cookies, though. like many other foods in the dressing room, they have an unintended side effect.]

[ooc; eat a cookie; accidentally spill a secret. it could be a secret about anyone- it doesn't have to be about you specifically. as long as your character considers it a secret, it's fair game. no bbs spoilers, please ;o; ]

Comments

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

He's not? You're not?

[the dinosaur and the Riku are lies? but Sora doesn't mind; he inches closer to Isi and Shredder, his half-eaten cookie forgotten in his hands as he stares up in awe at the not-dinosaur.]

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[The oversized iguana's tongue slips out as it eyes the sno-cone machine, and Isi nods.]

He's just a really big lizard. And I'm Isi; I look like Riku because one of my parents is one.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Really? Wow, that's a really old Riku.

[observation aside, Sora's eyes are still locked on Shredder.]

Uh.. Does the lizard want a sno-cone?

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

I'd say it certainly looks like it, huh. If you're not taking munny for them, what do I need to give you?

[Give me sweet ice thiiiiing says the lizard.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Mmm.. Whatcha got to offer, Mister Isi?

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

Hmmm.

[Watch him check his pockets; there's not a whole lot there, just a pencil and some candy wrappers.]

Doesn't look like I have much.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[Sora's pretty sure the lizard wouldn't have anything to offer, either, but he just shrugs, scooting close enough to Shredder to pat his leg curiously.]

Is he nice? What do you feed him? I'll give him a sno-cone if he really wants one.

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

He's really nice. Normally he eats fruits and vegetables, but sometimes he likes snacking on other stuff, too.

[Like Heartless. Sora's going to get a tongue flicking out at his cheek!]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Wha-!!

[flails a little, then pats Shredder again.]

Okay, okay, I'll get you a sno-cone! Does he eat Cheetos? 'Cause Bawk really really likes to eat Cheetos... One time I ate a huge bag of Cheetos but I blamed it on him!

[... why did he just say that out loud. cue Sora looking shocked at himself, then embarrassed.]

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[He looks pretty surprised! And then amused.]

Shredder doesn't really like Cheetos. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone you blamed Bawk for that. I hope you never did something like that again, though.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Oh, good! I don't even know why I said that.

[scoops a handful of ice out of a nearby ice chest and dumps it into the sno-cone machine.]

You want something, Mister Isi? I'll make it on the house for you!

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

Did you eat anything funny? Sometimes there's truth stuff in food.

[He looks quite thoughtful~. And is eying the lemonade.]

Hmmm. Well, I am kind of thirsty.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Funny? I had some cereal and some carrots and a sandwich and a cookie..

[carefully shakes the machine free of shaved ice, guiding it into a cup and pouring some lemonade in there as well. when he notices Isi looking at the lemonade, he pours a new cup for him, too.]

Maybe it was the carrots!

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

Is that the first time today that you said something you didn't mean to? What did you eat last?

[Aw, thanks, Sorabug~. Shredder is sitting patiently, looking more like an expectant, scaly dog than a lizard.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Umm... I guess so.. I had a cookie last! You want one?

[nudges the sno-cone in Shredder's direction, curious to see how he'll go about eating it.]

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[Shredder will be sniffing at it for a moment, then he grabs it with his teeth and tosses his head back so the contents fall into his mouth!]

Hm... maybe I should, just to see if that's what caused it.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[holy cow, what a spectacular display! Sora applauds wildly, then immediately gets to making Shredder another sno-cone. he's gonna run out of merchandise at this rate.]

Okay! You can pick whatever kind you like, Mister, Isi. They're in the box!

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

Alright, let's see.

[While Isi tries to pick a cookie, Shredder will continue to watch Sora, knocking that second sno-cone back as soon as he gets it! And don't worry, he'll get turned off them after the fourth one.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[Sora probably won't realize it until after he's made the fifth sno-cone, but that's okay; he takes the cup for himself and will try to climb up on Shredder's back, fumbling the sno-cone in his hands awkwardly.]

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[Careful, Sora; iguanas have some fairly spiky backs (http://places.mongabay.com/south_america/marine_iguana_beach.jpg)-- and those things can be sharp, too. But as soon as Shredder realizes what Sora's doing, the spikes along his back seem to fold down somehow. It should now be safe~.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[not the first time Sora's had a reckless disregard for safety! he finally gets himself situated on Shredder's back, and what luck, his sno-cone is only half spilled. he sips at it, and pats Shredder.]

Giddyup!

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

You sure you can handle his speed, Sora?

[After all, Shredder can go pretty fast- but he's not going to, of course, as he knows better. Isi's finally just closed his eyes and picked out a cookie, nibbling on it cautiously as Shredder starts walking.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Yeah! I bet he's not as fast as Bawk!

[not that Sora's ever seen a giant lizard run, but he figures nothing's faster than Bawk.]

I couldn't find anything on the speed of a green iguana ;;

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

He doesn't handle like a chocobo.

[He's much lower to the ground, after all. But Isi lets out a short whistle anyway and Shredder quickly takes off!]

aw D: i bet they haul butt if needed xD

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Whoa!

[well, there goes the rest of that sno-cone, all over Sora's shirt! he doesn't seem to mind, though, and clings to Shredder for dear life- once he gets over the initial shock, he starts laughing hysterically.]