[ open ] birthday time!

[picky]

WHO: Marcille, Ryoji, and YOU!
WHAT: A party for the April (and May) birthdays!
WHERE: LILICO Game Center in Akihabara
WHEN: April 20th
WARNINGS: TBA

No matter who you are, you receive a text early in the morning from Ryoji (memors):

Good morning! Did you know it's a special someone's birthday today? Actually, we have several birthdays to celebrate, so join us today at the LILICO Game Center! There will be cake! Lots and *lots* of cake. Hope to see you there!

This is an open log, so feel free to tag out or top level or respond to the prompts below. Have fun!

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toji fushiguro | jujutsu kaisen | brimstone

[assassinsgreed]

1. PACHINKO & CAKE.

<sub>[ A. There's nothing like coming back from a bad end canon update and wasting any remaining cash leftover on pachinko. Coincidentally, this is when there is some kind of celebratory event going on. He didn't regard the text message that went out, really, because every received message has gone ignored over the past few days. Dull, half lidded eyes watch the dazzling lights from the pachinko machine, taunting him even when he finds just the right pressure on the knob to send the pinball flying close to the target hole. The flashing slots appear, but exactly with his luck, they never hit anything. Perhaps you're standing by and are trying to grasp the concept of pachinko, or maybe you get some sadistic joy out of watching this depressed guy lose over and over. That's just his life, apparently.

B. Not long after this, though, he does catch the whiff of something sweet and free, so he'll make his way over towards where he finds it, along with a sign. Happy Birthday whoever, whoever and .. Yor? It was her birthday recently? Aren't you supposed to do something about that? Well, he can't get too involved with that right now, there's a slice of cake sitting on the table waiting for him and he's gonna take it (though, it's probably someone else's... yours, maybe? ]</sub>

2. GAMES.

_{[ Toji never had an interest in playing the crane machines, but how hard can it be, right? This is, what he thinks, will be a cheap way to get some sort of last minute present. He makes his way over to a frilly, pink and cute UFO machine and dispenses credits. Every item in this particular machine is this toy, so surely he can get at least one, right? As crane games are rigged along with his shitty luck, he plays this game for a long amount of time, gradually losing his patience. Though, Toji can't help but feel some satisfaction in playing as it is similar to gambling. He's at his limit, though, and clunks his head against the machine, banging one fist on the glass in defeat, not realizing he's caused a crack in it from the impact of his fist. Please, admire this huge, intimidating man and his defeat against the shiba inu toy. ]}

3. DILEMMA. _{( Closed to Megumi & Yor. )}

<sub>[ One way or another, he's ended up with the toy (probably by cheating, somehow) and he makes his way to try and find the person who will be the recipient. Toji has caught glance of her nearby, playing a round at the DDR machine, and awkwardly just kind of.. stands off to the side. Distracted, he doesn't realize he's bumped into somebody else until it's too late.

When he glances down at who it is, it happens to be Megumi, and Toji doesn't also realize the situation he's about to be in, standing with this shiba inu toy where his son can see. ]</sub>

What.

2

[saudadist]

[ C'mon man this is just sad. A grown man who can't win a crane game? He's embarrassing her and she's literally only here to improve her Bubble Bobble score. And bring something for Raidou since his birthday is Soon Enough, but that's not important. ]

You uh...you gonna be okay there?

[ Maybe if she gets him to try the game again, she can covertly knock one of those plushes into the drop square so he'll stop being such a mess. ]

1.b

[gimu]

[ choso turns around just in time to see Toji pick up his cake and walk away with it. after the long moments it had taken him to cut out a slice of the perfect size, dimension, and amount of frosting (not too much, not too little), it's virtually the perfect slice. (in choso's humble, strange opinion.) ]

Oi!

[ dat mine, his stance says. ]

[assassinsgreed]

<sub>[ sorry bud he's ruining that perfect slice by cutting his fork into it and taking a bite. He hears Choso, he really does, but he's ignoring him as he continues to walk off.

smell ya later .... (?) gonna take more than just yelling at him to stop him, pal .. ]</sub>

[gimu]

[ his sLICE

so flustered, so indignant is he that choso bursts out with ]

Lighthouse!

[assassinsgreed]

_{[ That causes Toji to stop, but he can't help but smile, turning around with a little bit of cake hanging on the corner of his lips. Toji's thumb lifts, brushing the residue away before regarding Choso with some odd fondness. Nasty. ]}

Didn't know you wanted to elevate our relationship to exhibitionism.

_{[ Given their location, he adds on: ]}

Probably not best here. There's kids around.

1/?

[gimu]

I want my cake—

2/?

[gimu]

[ ah wait. ]

3/?

[gimu]

[ his eyes are doing the creepy light-up thing again. he’s Googling™️ ]

4/?

[gimu]

Oh. I see.

5/?

[gimu]

No. Probably not. There is food present.

6/6

[gimu]

Give me the cake, Fushiguro Toji.

[ but his ears are a bright red now, and there is an extra furrow to his brows that’s matched by a little curl of pout in his scowl, but that’s no one’s business here but Toji’s.

he holds out an expectant and very brave hand. ]

[assassinsgreed]

_{[ they are two grown adults (well, sorta) but here Toji is acting like a kid and opening his mouth after he’s chewed up some cake. He then swallows. ]}

Come and get it, then.

_{[ Y’ALL, don’t fight and/or make out in the middle of the arcade pls!! ]}

2................................

[problemagus]

( There are times when Kiritsugu can be so quiet and still that he nearly goes unnoticed. Nevermind that his steely eyes are fixed on Toji, in this moment. Watching him fruitlessly engage in a war against the crane game, studying his movements in contrast to how the machine operated, the timing of the crane, the dimensions of the toys, and strategizing the best method to acquire the aforementioned stuffed toy.

In honesty, he probably ought to learn to ignore this guy by now. But watching him was kind of sad, in its own way. Why did he care so much? Why did he not want to see him lose?

If/when Toji decides to look over from the machine, he'll notice a familiar pair of eyes boring into his soul. )

3

[seaurchin]

[ Megumi almost never comes to the arcade alone, but he tends to wander wherever his friends are at, and he just so happens to have some pretty extroverted friends. That's why he's here, hanging at the side and watching people play their games. None of them particularly interest him. He does like the plush animals in the crane game, but he knows those things are rigged and he isn't stupid enough to try them. He's already ... wasted some money attempting to find the gacha capsule dog that he wants, anyway (the hunt continues).

He's walking leisurely across the arcade, reading a book he's stored in his ocular implant, when he's abruptly stopped by what feels like a brick wall bumping into his shoulder.

There's just a flat stare, and his gaze falls on the toy as well. ]

... What.

[assassinsgreed]

<sub>[ and so it begins.

Toji’s expression falls even more irritable when Megumi gives him a similar response with a similar attitude and he notices where Megumi’s eyes follow. Of course he notices the dog toy, because it’s so squishy and cute looking and doesn’t fit any of the middle age depression aesthetic that the rest of Toji has compiled; the loose fitting dark clothes matched the circles around his eyes. ]</sub>

What.

_{[ as if he was trying to win a contest at who can say “what” better. ]}

What are you looking at?

[seaurchin]

You're blocking my entire field of vision. I can't look anywhere else.

[ Stupid huge man.

That's a bit of a lie, however. Megumi was definitely glancing at the plush dog in Toji's hands. It's a little cute, and it doesn't match the general attitude or aesthetic of the man holding it at all. If Megumi had a sense of humour, he would be finding this comical. There's a small scoff. ]

I guess this beats your other hobbies.

[assassinsgreed]

Yeah? You’re blocking some of my vision, especially with your pointy hair.

<sub>[ The jab is immature, but Toji has a strange fluttery feeling in his gut now that he’s realizing the predicament he’s in and his senses are duller than usual. He just shelled out a bunch of money for this stupid toy because he thought it would be cheap, but then he ended up liking the sensation of trying to win a prize even if he kept losing.. that the stupid dog plush ended up costing him a lot more than he thought it was worth.

The toy itself wasn’t worth nearly as much as he paid, but in the long run, seeing Yor’s expression when presented with a cute present, especially for her birthday, he could pay out a lot of money for that. He’s ignoring just how out of character that is for him, because that means confronting his feeling, which is a huge burden he’s not ready to be faced with.

Speaking of that, Toji nervously settles his eyes on Yor. He’s fairly certain Yor has finished her game and caught sight of these two being awkward, but there’s no way he could give Yor this in front of Megumi, and he can’t really tell Megumi to turn away or get lost now that they’ve started a conversation. In a bout of nerves, he shoves the dog toy into Megumi’s arms. ]</sub>

Whatever. Take it already.

_{[ GOD FUCKING DAMMIT SHIT. ]}

[seaurchin]

[ He seriously can't get a read of this situation right now. Megumi's fairly observant, and he can tell that his father is very unsettled about something, even if there's nothing in the environment particularly unsettling. His follows the man's gaze and finds himself looking at Yor. There's a definite raise of the eyebrow now. What does this all mean? It's piquing his curiousity.

Then, the toy gets shoved in his hands and he's even more dumbfounded. ]

... Why?

[assassinsgreed]

Why? Cause I won it for you!

_{[ Yor*. Jesus CHRIST. ]}

Why else?!

<sub>[ SIR, YOU ARE GETTING SO WORKED UP HERE. But he’s probably paid the amount of all the birthdays of yours he’s missed trying to win that, so be grateful.

Toji has an intimidating aura, and as Megumi might have noticed, his temper is rather small despite everything. However, specific things seem to set him off (for example, when Megumi asked about his mother during that dinner time they had.)

Today, it’s the dog plush, but only because of it being in a particular circumstance: he paid a shit ton of money for that and now he doesn’t have a gift for Yor since he’s too awkward to be open about his feelings for her in front of Megumi. ]</sub>

1

[bowtography]

[ March has set her slice of cake aside to grab a napkin, so imagine the terrible sense of shock and betrayal she must feel right now when she's turned around and there he is. That guy. That tool.

That cake-snatcher. ]

Drop it!!

[ March, he's not a dog. ]

[assassinsgreed]

_{[ HE'S NOT, but man, for being little, her lungs sure are strong. Toji does freeze and look over his shoulder. ]}

Say that again?

[bowtography]

The cake. That you just took. That's mine.

[ Well, thankfully she is no longer projecting from the diaphragm. ]

[assassinsgreed]

And? Are you going to do something about it— right here in a public space? Didn’t know we had to put names on these things.

_{[ what does yor see in this guy, fr ]}

[bowtography]

[ Great question-- ]

Maybe if you paid attention before you just grabbed a plate--

[ Honestly she's just??? Going to reach?? To try to take it from him????? ]