iStones, april 6

[catpiper]

[You know those pressing, intense questions that keep you up in the middle of the night? Well, this is one such moment and anyone unfortunate enough to be awake, or awakened, during these early morning hours will be hit with an extremely important q from a confused girl.]

What's a joke?

[And, a few seconds later-]

How do you 'prank' someone? Is that a treasure? 

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[catpiper]

What jokes and pranks do you know?

[It'll be fine. She's not going to immediately enact said pranks/jokes to some unsuspecting, still sleeping member of camp base obviously. She would never do that. That's illegal, actually, and she is a law abiding citizen.]

[ohshitsweetflips]

[Suddenly? Not any. Taako's got nothing. Taako? Jokes? Don't know her.]

Uhhh, well. [Taako buffers audibly.] Hmm. A lot of pranks are weirdly door-centric? And we kind of have a shortage of doors. And jelly. We'll circle back to it.

How about... [A lot of jokes rely on knowledge that is unlikely to be found in a post-apocalyptic non-society, it turns out. Jelly might have been easier.] Hey, what do you call a wizard that's run out of spells?

[catpiper]

[She's seen doors on the islets and she can draw a door in the sand, no problemo. But jelly is-there's jellyfish in the sea? And they're too dangerous to grab.

Not that she needs to worry about All That because she knows this answer.]

A sleepy Taako.

[ohshitsweetflips]

[He really should have been prepared for her to blaze her own trail on this one, considering the subject, but it's still a surprise, earning delighted laughter.]

That's-- A little on the nose, but you're not wrong. But see, what if you want to tell the joke to someone who doesn't know Taako? Sounds crazy, but you gotta be prepared for every eventuality, right?

[Come to think of it, her version is way better. But it's too late, he's already committed.]

What do you call a wizard that's out of spells? A was-ard!

[catpiper]

[He might be able to pick up on the clap, clap, clap that comes over the iStone and probably from three feet away.

Like, she's proud of him, and kind of gets the joke, even if it doesn't land 100%. Nothing really will, to be honest. Is it breakfast time yet?

Maybe she can work with that.]

What do you call an apprentice that's very hungry?

[ohshitsweetflips]

[Did she get it? Would Ren have clapped with polite enthusiasm if he had just blown raspberries into the stone for thirty seconds instead? Does it even matter.

Of course, Ren being Ren, he approaches this question with caution. The answer may not make sense. It might blow his mind clean off. Either way he probably can't possibly come up with it on his own, as much as his goof proprioception wants him to try.]

...I don't know, but I can't wait to hear it. All ears, here.

[catpiper]

A-

[The dead silence isn't because she's trying to refer to the previous jokes she's heard, trying to remember punchlines from earlier answers that will make no sense in context. But nothing ever will, really. He should just resign to that fact now. It's all for comedic effect. She planned this, obviously.

Yeah.]

An appwastice.

[NO.]

[ohshitsweetflips]

[He laughs, a little helplessly, face in his hand. If it were Lup or Magnus, he'd be calling her names for making him crack up at something so dumb, but really, he's the dumb one here for not seeing that coming. To be honest, he didn't think she would be able to get the word 'was' in there, but then she shouldn't be able to get his name in there either.]

That hungry, huh? How 'bout I don't call you late to lunch, then? [Next lesson: rimshot sound effect.]

[catpiper]

[That lesson needs to be now because she sounds distressed at the thought of being late to lunch. It's right after her goblin wandering and she's hungry in the afternoon.]

Don't call late-I run home really fast every day, but I can't run faster than that.

[So if it's a late call yall she can't book it any quicker. It tastes so good when it's hot and warm and fresh from the elf oven. Don't take that away from her.]