[Karte 12: (VIDEO/ACTION) Mine!]

[pinokosthewife]

(video)

[This video begins with a shot of Pinoko's tidy, rather cutesy apartment... with post-it notes tacked onto everything imaginable. The window sports one saying "PINOKO'S WINDOW," there are separate notes on the lampshade "PINOKO'S LIGHTHAT" and the pole "PINOKO'S LIGHTSTICKTHING," notes on all the books "PINOKO'S BOOK," "PINOKO'S OTHER BOOK," "PINOKO'S (overdue, so~rry! ♥;;) LIBRARY BOOK," notes on the walls "PINOKO'S FAVOURITE SPOT ON THE WALL," "PINOKO'S OTHER SPOT ON THE WALL," "PINOKO'S COOKING OIL SPLATTER ON THE WALL"...

Even poor Prince, her pet dragon, walks by wearing several different post-it notes with some falling off as he walks. The noise of all the rustling paper is even louder than the clattering of his claws, which is kind of impressive.

When Pinoko comes into view, she's wearing a rather scary grin.] Mished a shpot!

[She starts scribbling furiously on a note, which she then covers the camera with.] Pinoko's camcorder-phone!

(action)

[Be aware, City. Wherever you might run into her out and about, Pinoko will be carrying huge stacks of post-it notes and a permanent ink marker!]

Comments

[lawbender]

Are you having roommate trouble?

[ Sometimes Lin feels like labeling her things. Although not to this excess. ]

[..... I somehow failed to reply to this comment, yikes. Mind super late backtagging?]

[pinokosthewife]

Pinoko's never had a room mate! [She slaps three post-it notes to steps on the stairs of the apartment building.] Pinoko's married! [A hop down and another note. Overkill.]

[ ha, it's cool. ]

[lawbender]

[ Married? Lin may look a bit doubtful. ]

How do you avoid the ticking, then?

[ Must be a curse. At least, Lin hopes. ]

[x3;;]

[pinokosthewife]

Prinche!

Pinoko's pet dragon. He's not much of a talker, but he's a very good lishtener!

[lawbender]

Ah, so you kept yours, then. Strange pet, I thought.

[pinokosthewife]

He's sho friendly, though!

The only problem is that he eats everything! Pinoko can't put food in a plate without him to eat the plate too unlesh she feeds him.

[lawbender]

That would be a problem. He doesn't eat your furniture, does he?

[pinokosthewife]

Nuh-uh, he jusht really, really likesh shteel! I just have to keep all the potsh and pans out of reach! A lot of the shilverware too. [She holds her cheek, looking up thoughtfully.]

He really is a little handful shometimes!

[lawbender]

That's interesting. [ She is being genuine, actually. If it has to do with dirt or metal, it's easy to catch Lin's interest. ] Does he burn it? I'm told they usually have some kind of fire abilities.

[pinokosthewife]

Burn it? No, I don't think sho, Pinoko's only ever sheen him eat the shtuff.

[In the background, while Pinoko's talking, it seems that Prince has managed to sneak away from the kitchen with a steel spoon, happily wagging his tail from side to side like a dog.

He stops off to the side of the screen, tosses the spoon up in the air and blasts it with fire. The blast is enough to keep the spoon afloat and melt it down into a glowing red, putty-like consistency, before he catches it in his mouth and swallows it up.]

... Pinoko doesn't think he's the firebreathing type! [Completely obliviously.]

[lawbender]

[ Lin observes this. That's some heat, to melt steel. ] You do have a fire extinguishing device, I hope? [ Her eyes are on the dragon. ] Just in case.

[pinokosthewife]

[Pinoko wonders what Lin is looking at and turns to see Prince after he's already consumed the spoon. After a moment of confused staring, she looks back at the communicator.] Um, no, not really... but, there's a common fire extinguisher in the hallway!

Pinoko can always get another one for the apartment too!

action!

[greatcherubim]

[Gabriel catches sight of her and looks interested!]

Pinoko? What are you doing?

[action; this is hideously late and I apologize. Just noticed I failed to reply before. ^^;;]

[pinokosthewife]

[Cheerfully:] Marking what's mine!

[Pinoko, I highly doubt you own the reception desk.]

action;

[bookbending]

[Out and about in the City...]

Hello, Pinoko. What're you carrying?

action;

[pinokosthewife]

Ah! Jinora-shan! You know, there's a book Pinoko shtill needs to retur— hold on!

[She quickly scribbles on the top of one stack and tears off the note to stick it on Jinora's arm.]

Pinoko's friend!

[After that, she seems to calm down, smiling happily.] Felt like labeling everything~!

action;

[bookbending]

[The girl looks from Pinoko, to the note, and back.]

Everything? In the whole City?

action;

[pinokosthewife]

No, that'd be shilly!

Pinoko's jusht gonna label everything that's hers!

[She stops by a tree.] Pinoko's faaavouriiite... climbing tree!

action;

[bookbending]

Oh. That shouldn't take too long. [She moves the sticky note from her arm to her tunic.] I'm glad you like me enough to want to label me.

action;

[pinokosthewife]

[Oh, you have no idea, Jinora! Pinoko knows and likes a lot of people!]

Of courshe! [Pinoko smiles sweetly up at Jinora, before she sniffs at the air.] That reshtaurant!

[She runs to a press against the glass of a restaurant. Oh, dear...

And Pinoko loves as many different kinds of food as she likes many different people...]

action;

[bookbending]

You're going to be really busy today.

[This behavior does strike Jinora as odd, but it's harmless... if time-consuming.]

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[majorcrotchgrab]

... A bit possessive, aren't we?

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[pinokosthewife]

Heyyyy, get over here sho Pinoko can shtick a note on you too!

[She's making grabby hands at the screen. Possessive, yes, very much so.]

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[majorcrotchgrab]

I'm not your's, Pinoko. I would never belong to a woman.

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[pinokosthewife]

Pinoko knows you're gay, you big shilly, she just wantsh to put a note on you 'cause you're a friend! [She's amused anyway. ... and is already writing up more notes— seriously, Pinoko, this is ridiculous!]

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[majorcrotchgrab]

... I still don't want a post it note on me.

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[universaltranslator]

[Uhura's indulging in a little windowshopping on her way back to the Welcome Center. She hasn't yet noticed Pinoko.]

[action; I missed so many responses to this post, I don't even know how! Mind backtagging? ^o^;]

[pinokosthewife]

[Unluckily for you, Uhura, Pinoko's noticed you!]

Pinoko's Nyo-chan! [Post-it note on your butt, because that's as high as it can go.

She sounds out-of-breath, too. How many things has she labeled today?]

[action] <3

[universaltranslator]

[WHAT THE --]

Pinoko! [Uhura grabs her butt and pulls off the post-it note.] What is this?

[action; <3333!]

[pinokosthewife]

Pinoko's not sure, but, um, for shome reason, Pinoko's felt like labelling eeeeverything important to her, all day!

[action]

[universaltranslator]

[sigh] A curse, I bet.

[But it's kind of sweet, really. She smiles at the girl -- Woman, she has to remind herself -- and puts the post-it note on her chest like a nametag.] There. A much better place for it.

[action; good God, that's adorable.]

[pinokosthewife]

Th-that'sh one of the nichesht things anybody's done all day. Thish curshe is exhaushting, you know!

[She watches and looks touched by the gesture, eyes shining (oh, dear, is she moved to tears?), before throwing her arms around her leg.]

You're shuch a good friend!

[She seems to have forgotten labelling things for the moment, in favour of clinging to her friend.]

[action; I love them]

[universaltranslator]

[Uhura lets out a startled Mmph! as Pinoko suddenly latches onto her, before laughing.]

It's fine, Pinoko. Calm down. [Please don't get tear-stains on her pants.]

[action; same here, same here. ;3;]

[pinokosthewife]

[She sniffles a bit, but manages to calm down. Don't worry, no tear-tracks! She looks up, suddenly getting another idea:] Shay, Nyo-chan?

Why do you think we get these weird curshes? Do you think they're all connected shomehow? Like, maybe, they're what let those big bullies in cha—

OHMIGEWDNESH, I want to label aaaall of the curses! [She squishes her cheeks in.] But, I can't label them... it'sh too frushtrating! Hey, frushtration! Maybe I could label my feelings.

[The curse has made her a rambling nut. :D;;;]

[action]

[universaltranslator]

[Uhura feels dizzy, trying to keep up with Pinoko's train of thought.]

Maybe you could put them into a list? [She's not sure how narrow the curse is, whether things absolutely must be labeled.]

[action]

[pinokosthewife]

A lisht! That'sh a great idea! You shaved me the trouble of running all over the Chity, you know!

[She looks around herself.] Pinoko gueshes she could write on the notes... hm, what kind of curshes have you gotten, Nyo-chan?

Gotta make thish lisht com-pwa-hen-shive!

[action]

[universaltranslator]

This isn't a list of my curses, though. It's a list of your curses.

[action]

[pinokosthewife]

[Pinoko nods and gets to work, diligently jotting down her curses...

Before she suddenly slows down, stops, and starts to tear up. That's... pretty weird, even for how strange the curse is making her act.]

[action]

[universaltranslator]

Pinoko? What's wrong?

[action]

[pinokosthewife]

[She wipes at her eyes.] Pinoko didn't want to go back to being shmall... why couldn't I shtay big? [She looks sadly up at Uhura.]

[universaltranslator]

[Oh Pinoko. Uhura leans down to give the young woman a hug.]

The curses aren't meant to last. I'm sorry.

[pinokosthewife]

Pinoko knows that... she really does, but thish body won't grow any bigger and Pinoko's tired of being mishtaken for a kid.

Sho, it was like a dream come true, you know?

[universaltranslator]

Why won't you grow?

[pinokosthewife]

Because thish body isn't real. [She thumps lightly on her chest.] It fools even other doctors, until they cut into it to opewate, because Doc's sho shkilled, but it'sh hollow and artifishul, like a doll's body.

[universaltranslator]

[Wait...]

Are you an android?

[She's heard of androids, but she's never seen one. They don't have the technology to make one that seems so human.]

[pinokosthewife]

What, you mean a robot, like Ashtro Boy? No, Pinoko's human, she was jusht mishing a lot of partsh! Sho, kind of like a chyborg, but a whole lot cuter. [She has to lighten the mood somehow!]

Shee, Pinoko had a twin shish, but before we were born, Pinoko dishapeared! She got shtuck inshide her big shish and kept on growing, but shince there wasn't that much room to grow, Pinoko was mishing a lot of parts and didn't have a body of her own... her big shish wanted to cut her off and throw her away, but Doc kept her alive and made her a body.