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First Adventure [Scene 4 and Sub Quests]

Characters: Finn Mertens | Jack (of the Beanstalk) and Kotori | Sweet Porridge Girl or YOU
Campaign: Hollow Christmas (Act II)
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Summary: Finn acts out a scene as Bromfred and also takes part in some subquesting!

[A. Scene 4: Promfred] (Locked to Kotori)

[Finn's finally gotten a role! It's not exactly a role he wanted, however. Bromfred seems like kind of a bad guy. But for the sake of the story, he'll have to try his best to fill those dirty shoes.

Once he's all dressed up, he searches the party for this Beltrina-to-be.]

Beltrina! Um... Beltrina, where are you! [He tries to sound assertive, but his voice wavers somewhat.]

[B. Another Christmas Carol]

[Finn's not too familiar with the Christmas spirit, but he'll do his best to join in on Christmas carols! He should probably learn how to do one first. He'll look over a book of lyrics while also experimenting with a flute.]

Soooo, which song should we try first?

[C. Mind Your Manor]

[Finn's most at home when it comes to action. And sure enough, there's action afoot! Outside the manor, Finn can be seen dealing with Santa's nefarious gang. His right arm, half of which is now made out of beanstalk, is on full display during this battle. Finn ends up clinging to the back of a reindeer, trying to direct its course to run down some of the old man's elves!]

Just when I thought I was done fighting old guys with big beards... Don't tell me this guy's an Ice King too! [Been there, done that. Come and help him? Or maybe the reindeer Finn's riding is accidentally on a crash course towards you!]

[D. Wildcard]

[Feel free to come up with another prompt, using any of the sub quests, or hit me up for further plotting!]

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[Finn listens attentively. He really seems to be into this narrative! He even mutters "Aw no not the reindeer games!" after that verse. Then his excitement builds in the last verses, and the end, he raises a fist triumphantly!]

Aw yeah!! You go, Rudolph! You show those dingle-lords how tricked out you really are! [He gently tries to jab an elbow at 9s.] Guess he nose what he's doing after all, eh?

[ Unfortunately for Finn, the android predilection for puns is not especially strong. 9S blinks at him from behind his visor. ]

Uh, right. The other reindeer sound kind of shallow, though... I wonder how happy an ending this really is.

[ He shakes his head. ]

Anyway, let's give this thing a shot. I can try singing if you want to play your... blowstick?

[ he has zero clue what that instrument is called ]

[Finn waited for a moment for a response to his joke, only to sadly find none. So he settles for adding his own two cents to the thoughts on Rudolph.

Yeah, they really do, but I bet they'll learn a thing or two from our boi Rudolph.

[And he also snorts at 9s's guess, waving the flute in his hand.]

It's a flute, yo. But blowstick's not a bad name. Okay then, time to blow this baby up! [He squints at the sheet music and tries to play it on his flute! He seems to be fine at playing the flute, but less so at following sheet music, so it'll sound a bit clumsy.]

[ That's okay because 9S has no musical experience whatsoever, so whatever Finn is playing is what 9S assumes is righty tighty. He tries to follow along with the pips of the flute, while also following the general ups and downs of the sheet music, and everything is probably wrong. He can sing on pitch; it just doesn't amount to much when he has only a vague idea of what the right pitch is. He keeps trucking along though, because he's willing to ride this trainwreck to its natural conclusion. ]

♫ You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen ♪
♪♪ Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen ♪
♫ ♪ But do you recall ♫
♪ The most famous reindeer of all? ♫
[ ... ]

[ And so on. One could describe his singing as a minute-long question mark. ]

[And so it comes to an end! Finn lowers his flute and claps.]

Hey, not bad! You got some good pipes on you, bro. I bet we'll get it down after some more practice. How did I sound?

Really? That was okay?

[ Singing is strangely embarrassing... But. He has to admit it was a little fun. ]

You sounded... great, I think. Should we give it another round?

It was fine, really! And it'll only get finer, like a... diamond or some other kinda mineral.

[Finn nods in determination as he readies the flute.]

Yeah, I'm ready! Let's take this one to the fridge!

[ What does that MEAN. 9S just rolls with it though, and gives Finn a small smile and nod. He's starting to feel a little amped up now. ]

Let's do it!

[ He doesn't know about counting off, so he just takes an exaggerated breath to cue Finn in before launching into the song. Now that he has an idea of what it sounds like, he sings his part more confidently, keeping in time rather than lagging after Finn's playing. It's a marked improvement over the first run-through. ]

[Finn plays along excitedly, and the improvement is very clear! Once it's done, Finn cheers and raises a fist in the air, while spinning the flute around in his hand.]

Yeah! You're really getting the hang of this, man! ...Y'know, I don't think we did the whole name thing. I'm Finn!

[ 9S smiles at the praise, pleased. ]

The name's 9S. I wouldn't have gotten anywhere without you, Finn.

[ He taps the score for the music back into order and starts leafing through all the titles again. ]

So how'd you learn to play your flute?

Yo 9s. [He smiles.] Glad to help!

[And then he fiddles around with his flute while 9S looks through music.]

Oh, I picked up a bunch of lessons here and there. Especially from my brother Jake. He's the real musical whiz! But I guess it was when I had a cursed grass arm that I really learned how to jazz it up!

[ Uh. 9S pauses in his paper-shuffling. ]

Cursed... grass arm?

Yeahhh, that was kind of a thing back home. Long story short, I had a cursed grass sword, it helped me get a new arm, but then things went kinda super bananas and some sad stuff went down.

[A pause. He takes off the glove on his right arm to show that his entire right forearm seems to be made out of a beanstalky substance.]

Now I got a beanstalk arm. Doesn't seem cursed so far!

[ ?????

He has so many questions, but he has a feeling that he'll never find arrive at a satisfactory answer. So he'll just settle for dubious acceptance. ]

I guess all's well that ends well? So... your cursed grass arm bestowed you with the power of music?

[The sooner he accepts there are no satisfactory answers, the better.]

Wellll, it wasn't like a full-on magical transformation-type dealio. It was more like having a really good tutor that was also my hand.

I'm starting to think that my understanding of a "curse" is different from yours.

[ Also, he's noticing that a lot of these song titles are on the lower side of effort. Half of them have "Christmas" in the title... Finally, he stops on one that interests him. ]

How about this one? It's called "Frosty the Snowman".

Nah, it might just be that I didn't cover the actual curse part. But yo, Frosty? Sounds neat, let's load it up! [He goes back to peering over his shoulder to check this song out!]

[ 9S spreads the sheet music out to get a full scope of it:

Frosty the Snowman
Was a jolly happy soul
With a corncob pipe and a button nose
And his eyes made out of coal

Frosty the Snowman
Made the children laugh and play
And were they surprised when
Before their eyes
He came to life that day

There must have been some magic
In that old silk hat they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around

Frosty the Snowman
Was alive as he could be
And the children say
He could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me

Frosty the Snowman
Knew the sun was hot that day
So he said let's run
And we'll have fun
Now before I melt away

So down to the village
With a broomstick in his hand
Running here and there all around the square
Saying catch me if you can

He led them down the streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And he only paused a moment when
He heard him holler stop

Frosty the Snowman
Had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye
Saying don't you cry
I'll be back again some day

Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Look at Frosty go
Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Over the hills of snow ]

What a weird story. I was expecting more of a resolution.

[Finn looks very invested in the story as it goes on, and he's almost at the verge of tears.]

Yeah man! Did Frosty make it out alive or not? Did he get ice?! ...Or, well, the opposite of ice in this case?!

He sounded like he had a death wish. He was totally rushing to get away at the end so the children wouldn't have to see him melt away completely.

[ It's a pretty dark story in 9S's eyes...... ]

I guess it's about making the most of the life you're given?

Or maybe he was getting to somewhere colder at the last minute, so he could chill with the kids as much as he could and still make it out in one flake! [Finn tries to provide the optimistic counter point, as accustomed as he is to darkness.]

But yeah, that message sounds valid. We could all learn a thing from this snow guy!

I guess so.

[ There's no way to verify an answer, so that's about as much debate as 9S is willing to put into that topic. No point in dwelling on a fictional story. ]

Okay, ready to give this one a shot too?

I'm hecka ready! [He says, determined.]

Hey, your singing's good and all, but let's try something different this time. Just try to read the words all poetic-like, and to a rhythm. One that I will provide!

[With that, Finn starts beatboxing.]

O-Oh... all right.

[ Bewildered but eager to comply, 9S listens to Finn's beat attentively. He's never heard anyone do that with their mouth before. Humans are so full of hidden talents. 9S doesn't know what it means to speak "poetic-like", but maybe it means... talk dramatically? He saw a play once, and Jean-Paul sounded snotty and self-important, so maybe poetry is something like those things put together.

Going with the beat, 9S tries to leave behind his self-consciousness and reads the lyrics with affected grandness. ]

Frosty... the snowman
Was a jolly, happy soul...

[ He's certain he sounds ridiculous. ]

[Oh man this is off to a beautiful start. Finn doesn't want to disrupt this, so he just keeps on beatboxing. But he does wave an arm around calmly, trying to signal to 9s to just go with the flow. Take it easy!]

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