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“Leevers are good for you!” Ganon says as he reaches over, tucks the inside of his elbow around Link’s face and pulls him in for the noogie of his life. 

Have I died?  Is that what’s happening?  Maybe some kind of stress-based melt down?  How else could I be locked in any kind of combat with Ganondorf that ISN’T mortal?

This is Juvenile Combat, that’s what this is.

I throw my elbow into his stomach and slip from his grip.  I crawl out of reach, laughing so hard I can barely breathe.  I throw myself down on my back on the ground and roll over to stare up at the sky.  Hat skewed, hair half out of its tie.  ”What the Hell man?” I demand, propping myself up on my elbows to grin at him.  ”Your little friend put up with that?  I hope he grows up big enough to clock you.”

Ganon is having trouble breathing himself. He tries to regain composure by shifting focus. Gotta pick up this mess—salvage what leevers didn’t get lost down Link’s tunic or something. He can’t stop grinning now. It’s reached all the way to his eyes, edges crinkling. 

“He, uh. He’s bigger than you, now. And has a hell of a bow arm, so. He must secretly like it, if he’s still putting up with it.” He punctuates the sentence by tossing the flat bread back Link’s way. 

“And people say I’m a brat,” I say with a grin.  ’You know what?  I don’t even care. Worth it to get those leevers off my hands.”

Ganon snorts. He slings an arm over one of his own knees and makes a bit of a show of looking Link up and down. Then he rolls his eyes, shakes his head. “What will your sisters do with you? Them, blessed with a brat king they can’t even feed. I can hear the teeth gnashing now.” His hand flaps open and closed, imitating jaws. 

"You know, if you did eat them, you probably wouldn’t be so…

"Well.

"Small."

Smirk.  

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5/10/12
11:55
#good guy ganny and RR!Link #I have a little internet #not much though

And then Blu and Rose RPed on their tumblrs

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And Ganon tosses a leever at his face. 

I laugh like I’m back in Kokiri woods and block with an arm, then snatch it up off the ground and hurl it back at him.  ”Hey!” I say with false sternness.  ”I don’t think we’ve got enough food here to risk a food fight, so keep it civil.”

Which doesn’t stop me from following up this pronouncement with a projectile piece of flatbread.

He keeps the throws playful, barely hard enough to sting. Just flicks of his wrists to keep the food hurling Link’s way. 

“Afraid you’ll lose, kid?” The nickname slips out, but it’s still pretty accurate. Link’s definitely acting like a kid. Not that Ganon’s doing much better.

I cover my head with my arms.  ”I’m covered in Leever juice!” I shriek in between laughs.  ”I think I’ve already lost!  Uncle!  Uncle!”

Oh man he’s getting something shoved into his blankets with him tonight.

“Leevers are good for you!” Ganon says as he reaches over, tucks the inside of his elbow around Link’s face and pulls him in for the noogie of his life. 

Have I died?  Is that what’s happening?  Maybe some kind of stress-based melt down?  How else could I be locked in any kind of combat with Ganondorf that ISN’T mortal?

This is Juvenile Combat, that’s what this is.

I throw my elbow into his stomach and slip from his grip.  I crawl out of reach, laughing so hard I can barely breathe.  I throw myself down on my back on the ground and roll over to stare up at the sky.  Hat skewed, hair half out of its tie.  ”What the Hell man?” I demand, propping myself up on my elbows to grin at him.  ”Your little friend put up with that?  I hope he grows up big enough to clock you.”

Ganon is having trouble breathing himself. He tries to regain composure by shifting focus. Gotta pick up this mess—salvage what leevers didn’t get lost down Link’s tunic or something. He can’t stop grinning now. It’s reached all the way to his eyes, edges crinkling. 

"He, uh. He’s bigger than you, now. And has a hell of a bow arm, so. He must secretly like it, if he’s still putting up with it." He punctuates the sentence by tossing the flat bread back Link’s way. 

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1 year ago (via)

5/9/12
10:33
#good guy ganny and RR!Link #heeeeee

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And Ganon tosses a leever at his face. 

I laugh like I’m back in Kokiri woods and block with an arm, then snatch it up off the ground and hurl it back at him.  ”Hey!” I say with false sternness.  ”I don’t think we’ve got enough food here to risk a food fight, so keep it civil.”

Which doesn’t stop me from following up this pronouncement with a projectile piece of flatbread.

He keeps the throws playful, barely hard enough to sting. Just flicks of his wrists to keep the food hurling Link’s way. 

“Afraid you’ll lose, kid?” The nickname slips out, but it’s still pretty accurate. Link’s definitely acting like a kid. Not that Ganon’s doing much better.

I cover my head with my arms.  ”I’m covered in Leever juice!” I shriek in between laughs.  ”I think I’ve already lost!  Uncle!  Uncle!”

Oh man he’s getting something shoved into his blankets with him tonight.

"Leevers are good for you!" Ganon says as he reaches over, tucks the inside of his elbow around Link’s face and pulls him in for the noogie of his life. 

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5/7/12
10:14
#good guy ganny and RR!Link

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“Tell me one,” I say, doing my best impression of Ruto’s imperious tone, “but I warn you if it’s hideously unfunny I give up on everything right now.  A world with an unfunny me AND leevers isn’t one worth going back to.  I won’t do that to you.”

Ganon rolls his eyes. “Well, it was his favorite joke when he was ten, so. I think it’ll be in your tastes.” 

And then he sits and thinks for a minute, trying to remember how it goes. 

“There’s a Skullta, it’s hanging on a vine. No. No on it’s web, and…It’s hanging there. And a Deku Baba starts growing right under it. No that this ever happens. And the Skullta could just move some place else, but it doesn’t…because…then the joke wouldn’t work, but…”

Crap, he’s officially lost his place

I stare at him for a long moment, then give a low whistle.  ”Wow,” I say, “I am in awe.  If you ever make it to my neck of the woods - and, I don’t recommend you do, because pitchfork wielding mobs - I will take you to see my buddy Talon and we are going to teach you how to tell a joke, because that actually made me a little bit sad.”  I give him a exaggerated pout.

And Ganon tosses a leever at his face. 

I laugh like I’m back in Kokiri woods and block with an arm, then snatch it up off the ground and hurl it back at him.  ”Hey!” I say with false sternness.  ”I don’t think we’ve got enough food here to risk a food fight, so keep it civil.”

Which doesn’t stop me from following up this pronouncement with a projectile piece of flatbread.

He keeps the throws playful, barely hard enough to sting. Just flicks of his wrists to keep the food hurling Link’s way. 

"Afraid you’ll lose, kid?" The nickname slips out, but it’s still pretty accurate. Link’s definitely acting like a kid. Not that Ganon’s doing much better.

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1 year ago (via)

5/7/12
9:57
#good guy ganny and RR!Link

And then Blu and Rose RPed on their tumblrs

rosezemlya:

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You know what’s creepier than anything that’s come before it (which is saying something)?

That he doesn’t sound like a Grade A Evil Bastard when he laughs.  He sounds like a freaking half-decent guy.  Like someone I could go drinking with.

I shake my head at him.  ”I’ll take that as a no,” I say, “and will continue to turn to the Gorons for my humour intake.  Do you have Gorons where you come from?”

“Of course. I was. I was going to say, I know a few of their jokes.” He’s starting to calm down, but the smile isn’t going anywhere. “But apparently I always tell them wrong. And I know your jokes, or. I know the jokes the you I know tells.” 

…That came out horribly. 

“Tell me one,” I say, doing my best impression of Ruto’s imperious tone, “but I warn you if it’s hideously unfunny I give up on everything right now.  A world with an unfunny me AND leevers isn’t one worth going back to.  I won’t do that to you.”

Ganon rolls his eyes. “Well, it was his favorite joke when he was ten, so. I think it’ll be in your tastes.” 

And then he sits and thinks for a minute, trying to remember how it goes. 

“There’s a Skullta, it’s hanging on a vine. No. No on it’s web, and…It’s hanging there. And a Deku Baba starts growing right under it. No that this ever happens. And the Skullta could just move some place else, but it doesn’t…because…then the joke wouldn’t work, but…”

Crap, he’s officially lost his place

I stare at him for a long moment, then give a low whistle.  ”Wow,” I say, “I am in awe.  If you ever make it to my neck of the woods - and, I don’t recommend you do, because pitchfork wielding mobs - I will take you to see my buddy Talon and we are going to teach you how to tell a joke, because that actually made me a little bit sad.”  I give him a exaggerated pout.

And Ganon tosses a leever at his face. 

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5/7/12
9:43
#good guy ganny and RR!Link #THE ORIGINAL PUNCHLINE WAS GONNA BE 'LEAF ME ALONE'

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You know what’s creepier than anything that’s come before it (which is saying something)?

That he doesn’t sound like a Grade A Evil Bastard when he laughs.  He sounds like a freaking half-decent guy.  Like someone I could go drinking with.

I shake my head at him.  ”I’ll take that as a no,” I say, “and will continue to turn to the Gorons for my humour intake.  Do you have Gorons where you come from?”

“Of course. I was. I was going to say, I know a few of their jokes.” He’s starting to calm down, but the smile isn’t going anywhere. “But apparently I always tell them wrong. And I know your jokes, or. I know the jokes the you I know tells.” 

…That came out horribly. 

“Tell me one,” I say, doing my best impression of Ruto’s imperious tone, “but I warn you if it’s hideously unfunny I give up on everything right now.  A world with an unfunny me AND leevers isn’t one worth going back to.  I won’t do that to you.”

Ganon rolls his eyes. “Well, it was his favorite joke when he was ten, so. I think it’ll be in your tastes.” 

And then he sits and thinks for a minute, trying to remember how it goes. 

"There’s a Skullta, it’s hanging on a vine. No. No on it’s web, and…It’s hanging there. And a Deku Baba starts growing right under it. No that this ever happens. And the Skullta could just move some place else, but it doesn’t…because…then the joke wouldn’t work, but…"

Crap, he’s officially lost his place

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1 year ago (via)

5/7/12
9:10
#good guy ganny and RR!Link

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I point at him with a piece of flatbread.  ”Nobody likes them,” I tell him.  ”My personal theory is that you all just tolerate them because you’ve never known anything else.  When I get up in the morning, I don’t want leevers, okay?  I want bacon and eggs and potatoes.  At lunch I want a damn sandwhich.  AND,” I add, “they’re irritating to hunt, and the others make me do it, because they know I hate it.  It’s like their passive agressive revenge for getting the worst King in their long and storied history.

“And then inevitably one of them will throw the net on me, like she’s so original and no one’s ever thought of that before, and make some bad joke about how it was an innocent mistake because I’m dressed in green.”

I shake my head and tear off a chunk of the bread with my teeth.  ”Tell me a joke,” I demand around my mouthful, “give me some hope that there might be funny Gerudo out there somewhere.”

Alas, Link, Ganon has lost it. The mental image of one of his sisters pulling such a stunt is more than he can handle. He cackles and slaps his leg.

Dropped a net on him! BECAUSE HE WAS GREEN. Best.

He shakes his head. “Or maybe. Maybe their humor is wasted on you.” He tries to force himself to stop laughing by eating another leever, but he just ends up chuckling around it, threatening on choking. 

It’s been a long time since he felt this at ease or shared a meal with someone so ridiculous. Link makes it too easy to laugh at him.

You know what’s creepier than anything that’s come before it (which is saying something)?

That he doesn’t sound like a Grade A Evil Bastard when he laughs.  He sounds like a freaking half-decent guy.  Like someone I could go drinking with.

I shake my head at him.  ”I’ll take that as a no,” I say, “and will continue to turn to the Gorons for my humour intake.  Do you have Gorons where you come from?”

"Of course. I was. I was going to say, I know a few of their jokes." He’s starting to calm down, but the smile isn’t going anywhere. "But apparently I always tell them wrong. And I know your jokes, or. I know the jokes the you I know tells." 

…That came out horribly. 

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1 year ago (via)

5/7/12
9:01
#good guy ganny and RR!Link

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Ganon lets out a rumbly chuckle, imagining the mess for himself. The grin is all teeth. 

“Let’s see what we’ve got between us,” he suggests. His hand moves to his pouch and again he’s manipulating the smoke, whispering to it until becomes solid. Soon there’s a small pile of cloth pouches. Inside is dried meat, flat bread and Leever jerky. He frowns at the latter. He’s officially running low on home-cooking. Since there’d been no telling when he’d get more, he’d been very sparing with his Leever. In any other situation, he would’ve packed it back up, but Link was another Gerudo. 

He gives the Leever’s a little push Link’s way. 

“That’s all I got.”

I stare at the leever jerky and struggle to identify the strange feelings it stirs up within me.

Betrayal.

That’s what it is.

Somehow…some way…there is a universe out there, in which Ganondorf is a good guy.  And Zelda’s a bad guy.  And everything is backwards and upside down and generally unrecognizable.

And still - still - leevers exist, and the Gerudo insist on eating them.

I look up at the big guy and pull my own bag of leever jerky - at least thrice the size of his - and throw it on the ground beside his.  ”Tell you what,” I say, “I will trade you that entire bag for your flatbread.  My kingdom for some flatbread.”

“Wha—really? You’re sure?” He looks excitedly between Link and his leevers. He’s giving up the whole thing? Well, he does live with his sisters but—

Ganon lets out another laugh and snatches the leevers up. “You don’t like them!” Link, you big brat, take your flatbread. After handing them the blonde’s way, Ganon immediately tucks into the leevers, grin firmly in place. “And you call yourself Gerudo. Goddess, I guess some things don’t change.” 

I point at him with a piece of flatbread.  ”Nobody likes them,” I tell him.  ”My personal theory is that you all just tolerate them because you’ve never known anything else.  When I get up in the morning, I don’t want leevers, okay?  I want bacon and eggs and potatoes.  At lunch I want a damn sandwhich.  AND,” I add, “they’re irritating to hunt, and the others make me do it, because they know I hate it.  It’s like their passive agressive revenge for getting the worst King in their long and storied history.

“And then inevitably one of them will throw the net on me, like she’s so original and no one’s ever thought of that before, and make some bad joke about how it was an innocent mistake because I’m dressed in green.”

I shake my head and tear off a chunk of the bread with my teeth.  ”Tell me a joke,” I demand around my mouthful, “give me some hope that there might be funny Gerudo out there somewhere.”

Alas, Link, Ganon has lost it. The mental image of one of his sisters pulling such a stunt is more than he can handle. He cackles and slaps his leg.

Dropped a net on him! BECAUSE HE WAS GREEN. Best.

He shakes his head. “Or maybe. Maybe their humor is wasted on you.” He tries to force himself to stop laughing by eating another leever, but he just ends up chuckling around it, threatening on choking. 

It’s been a long time since he felt this at ease or shared a meal with someone so ridiculous. Link makes it too easy to laugh at him.

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1 year ago (via)

5/7/12
8:24
#good guy ganny and RR!Link

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“I’ll hope all I like,” he replies with a smile. “And I understand.” 

A concerned Link is a Link he wants to noogie until he grins, so he sets back into the song to avoid further conversation. It’s really just five notes. He tries going through them faster, and actually lands some success. Or, well, accuracy. It doesn’t sound very soothing like that, though. Kinda screechy.

After giving the ocarina another look, he decides he has a good enough understanding of the thing, and a new appreciation for the recorder in his pack. He hands it over to Link. 

“You hungry?” 

“Starving,” I reply.  ”You’ve got a choice between travel rations or trying to hunt something up - should be birds and rabbits around here.  I stopped putting fresh food in the pouch after the Egg and Banana Incident.”

Ganon lets out a rumbly chuckle, imagining the mess for himself. The grin is all teeth. 

“Let’s see what we’ve got between us,” he suggests. His hand moves to his pouch and again he’s manipulating the smoke, whispering to it until becomes solid. Soon there’s a small pile of cloth pouches. Inside is dried meat, flat bread and Leever jerky. He frowns at the latter. He’s officially running low on home-cooking. Since there’d been no telling when he’d get more, he’d been very sparing with his Leever. In any other situation, he would’ve packed it back up, but Link was another Gerudo. 

He gives the Leever’s a little push Link’s way. 

“That’s all I got.”

I stare at the leever jerky and struggle to identify the strange feelings it stirs up within me.

Betrayal.

That’s what it is.

Somehow…some way…there is a universe out there, in which Ganondorf is a good guy.  And Zelda’s a bad guy.  And everything is backwards and upside down and generally unrecognizable.

And still - still - leevers exist, and the Gerudo insist on eating them.

I look up at the big guy and pull my own bag of leever jerky - at least thrice the size of his - and throw it on the ground beside his.  ”Tell you what,” I say, “I will trade you that entire bag for your flatbread.  My kingdom for some flatbread.”

"Wha—really? You’re sure?" He looks excitedly between Link and his leevers. He’s giving up the whole thing? Well, he does live with his sisters but—

Ganon lets out another laugh and snatches the leevers up. “You don’t like them!” Link, you big brat, take your flatbread. After handing them the blonde’s way, Ganon immediately tucks into the leevers, grin firmly in place. “And you call yourself Gerudo. Goddess, I guess some things don’t change.” 

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5/7/12
7:38
#YES MY PLAN HAS SUCCEEDED #good guy ganny and RR!Link

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I hesitate.  ”Look,” I say, “I mean this as consolation, even though I know it’s not.  But the song might not work if you’re dealing with something outside the ordinary.  I had…my father was…the big bad guy here pulled some serious dark stuff on him when I was really small.  Outside looking in, I would have assumed the Song could fix him, but it couldn’t.  It wasn’t the right key to break the spell.  Maybe it will be for you, but…I don’t want to get your hopes up.”

“I’ll hope all I like,” he replies with a smile. “And I understand.” 

A concerned Link is a Link he wants to noogie until he grins, so he sets back into the song to avoid further conversation. It’s really just five notes. He tries going through them faster, and actually lands some success. Or, well, accuracy. It doesn’t sound very soothing like that, though. Kinda screechy.

After giving the ocarina another look, he decides he has a good enough understanding of the thing, and a new appreciation for the recorder in his pack. He hands it over to Link. 

“You hungry?” 

“Starving,” I reply.  ”You’ve got a choice between travel rations or trying to hunt something up - should be birds and rabbits around here.  I stopped putting fresh food in the pouch after the Egg and Banana Incident.”

Ganon lets out a rumbly chuckle, imagining the mess for himself. The grin is all teeth. 

"Let’s see what we’ve got between us," he suggests. His hand moves to his pouch and again he’s manipulating the smoke, whispering to it until becomes solid. Soon there’s a small pile of cloth pouches. Inside is dried meat, flat bread and Leever jerky. He frowns at the latter. He’s officially running low on home-cooking. Since there’d been no telling when he’d get more, he’d been very sparing with his Leever. In any other situation, he would’ve packed it back up, but Link was another Gerudo. 

He gives the Leever’s a little push Link’s way. 

"That’s all I got."

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1 year ago (via)

5/6/12
10:23
#good guy ganny and RR!Link

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Ganon is immediately grateful that he’s at least played wind instruments before. Otherwise, he knows he’d be making a fool of himself. Not…unlike how he did his first date with Link’s recorder. Which went horribly. There were a lot of screechy sounds and Link laughing at him and honestly, he’s doing his best not to have a repeat, and, thankfully, all the previous experience is helping. It’s not hard figuring out how much air he needs to put in to get a clear, strong note. He’d like to think it makes up for how slowly he’s picking through his fingering, here. 

He pauses at Link’s…’praise’ and gives a half-smile. “These holes are so tiny.” And he pointedly goes back into it. He will not be beaten by your tiny, potato shaped flute, Other-Link. He will learn this song, sausage fingers be damned

I wonder if this is what Saria went through trying to teach me this instrument.  And I wasn’t even half as determined as this guy.

I wonder if it’ll work for him the same way it works for me.  ”It’s not physical healing,” I warn him when he pauses.  ”Spiritual only.  I’ve seen it work on angry ghosts and mind controlled friends.  There may be other uses, but it won’t heal a cut or mend bone.”

“That’s what potions are for,” he replies. “No, I understand. Mind controlled friends I’ve—I’ve dealt with.” It’s hard to look at the blonde while he talks about this, so he drops his eyes to his hands. His fingers slowly move through the placements as he talks. “Would’ve saved a lot of time if I’d known a song that fixed it. Could save some in the future, learning it now.”

I hesitate.  ”Look,” I say, “I mean this as consolation, even though I know it’s not.  But the song might not work if you’re dealing with something outside the ordinary.  I had…my father was…the big bad guy here pulled some serious dark stuff on him when I was really small.  Outside looking in, I would have assumed the Song could fix him, but it couldn’t.  It wasn’t the right key to break the spell.  Maybe it will be for you, but…I don’t want to get your hopes up.”

"I’ll hope all I like," he replies with a smile. "And I understand." 

A concerned Link is a Link he wants to noogie until he grins, so he sets back into the song to avoid further conversation. It’s really just five notes. He tries going through them faster, and actually lands some success. Or, well, accuracy. It doesn’t sound very soothing like that, though. Kinda screechy.

After giving the ocarina another look, he decides he has a good enough understanding of the thing, and a new appreciation for the recorder in his pack. He hands it over to Link. 

"You hungry?" 

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5/6/12
8:22
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“Heal,” he replies. He’s trying to hide how important that would be to him with an intense examination of the instrument. It’s almost comically small in his hands. He makes a face, attempting to fit his fingers to the holes like Link had. “Looking like a challenge, here…” Ganon mumbles. Where in the hell does his pinky go?

It looks ridiculous in his hands, but because I am such a stand-up guy I don’t comment. “Hmmm,” I say instead. “Maybe let’s start with the basics.”

I hold out the blue Ocarina to show him where to put his fingers, pointing to correct his placement. I show him a few notes, running him through the opening bars of the Song of Healing.

“Not bad,” I say consideringly.

Ganon is immediately grateful that he’s at least played wind instruments before. Otherwise, he knows he’d be making a fool of himself. Not…unlike how he did his first date with Link’s recorder. Which went horribly. There were a lot of screechy sounds and Link laughing at him and honestly, he’s doing his best not to have a repeat, and, thankfully, all the previous experience is helping. It’s not hard figuring out how much air he needs to put in to get a clear, strong note. He’d like to think it makes up for how slowly he’s picking through his fingering, here. 

He pauses at Link’s…’praise’ and gives a half-smile. “These holes are so tiny.” And he pointedly goes back into it. He will not be beaten by your tiny, potato shaped flute, Other-Link. He will learn this song, sausage fingers be damned

I wonder if this is what Saria went through trying to teach me this instrument.  And I wasn’t even half as determined as this guy.

I wonder if it’ll work for him the same way it works for me.  ”It’s not physical healing,” I warn him when he pauses.  ”Spiritual only.  I’ve seen it work on angry ghosts and mind controlled friends.  There may be other uses, but it won’t heal a cut or mend bone.”

"That’s what potions are for," he replies. "No, I understand. Mind controlled friends I’ve—I’ve dealt with." It’s hard to look at the blonde while he talks about this, so he drops his eyes to his hands. His fingers slowly move through the placements as he talks. "Would’ve saved a lot of time if I’d known a song that fixed it. Could save some in the future, learning it now."

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1 year ago (via)

5/6/12
3:12
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Ganon sets the guitar aside and gestures for Link to pass that flute-ish thing right on over. 

“Is this other ocarina magical, too? Usually when people teach me new instruments, there’s the added bonus of magic.” 

“Only as magic as the song you play with it,” I say as I drop Saris’s Ocarina into his hand. . “And no guarantee the song will work in your Hyrule, but what would you like to do with it? Skip the night and go straight for day? Heal wounded souls? Make it rain?”

“Heal,” he replies. He’s trying to hide how important that would be to him with an intense examination of the instrument. It’s almost comically small in his hands. He makes a face, attempting to fit his fingers to the holes like Link had. “Looking like a challenge, here…” Ganon mumbles. Where in the hell does his pinky go?

It looks ridiculous in his hands, but because I am such a stand-up guy I don’t comment. “Hmmm,” I say instead. “Maybe let’s start with the basics.”

I hold out the blue Ocarina to show him where to put his fingers, pointing to correct his placement. I show him a few notes, running him through the opening bars of the Song of Healing.

“Not bad,” I say consideringly.

Ganon is immediately grateful that he’s at least played wind instruments before. Otherwise, he knows he’d be making a fool of himself. Not…unlike how he did his first date with Link’s recorder. Which went horribly. There were a lot of screechy sounds and Link laughing at him and honestly, he’s doing his best not to have a repeat, and, thankfully, all the previous experience is helping. It’s not hard figuring out how much air he needs to put in to get a clear, strong note. He’d like to think it makes up for how slowly he’s picking through his fingering, here. 

He pauses at Link’s…’praise’ and gives a half-smile. “These holes are so tiny.” And he pointedly goes back into it. He will not be beaten by your tiny, potato shaped flute, Other-Link. He will learn this song, sausage fingers be damned

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1 year ago (via)

5/6/12
2:59
#good guy ganny and RR!Link

And then Blu and Rose RPed on their tumblrs

rosezemlya:

bluandorange:

rosezemlya:

bluandorange:

rosezemlya:

I just barely manage not to snort.  ”Kokiri,” I correct him.  ”And sure.”

Why not?  Million to one odds Navi is here somewhere, but maybe she’ll hear it.

I set the Ocarina to my lips and start to play.

When Link finishes, Ganon’s just grinning. He can tell the boy’s soul is in this music, that it means something to him, and that’s something the King loves to see. 

“I like it,” he says as he starts to pick out the tune on his guitar. “I’ve never heard a flute like that—what’d you say it’s called?”

I pull the flute from my lips and grin at him. “An Ocarina,” I say. “It’s a kind of flute. I’ve got another one if you want to try it?”

Ganon sets the guitar aside and gestures for Link to pass that flute-ish thing right on over. 

“Is this other ocarina magical, too? Usually when people teach me new instruments, there’s the added bonus of magic.” 

“Only as magic as the song you play with it,” I say as I drop Saris’s Ocarina into his hand. . “And no guarantee the song will work in your Hyrule, but what would you like to do with it? Skip the night and go straight for day? Heal wounded souls? Make it rain?”

"Heal," he replies. He’s trying to hide how important that would be to him with an intense examination of the instrument. It’s almost comically small in his hands. He makes a face, attempting to fit his fingers to the holes like Link had. "Looking like a challenge, here…" Ganon mumbles. Where in the hell does his pinky go?

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1 year ago (via)

5/4/12
9:04
#good guy ganny and RR!Link

And then Blu and Rose RPed on their tumblrs

rosezemlya:

bluandorange:

rosezemlya:

I just barely manage not to snort.  ”Kokiri,” I correct him.  ”And sure.”

Why not?  Million to one odds Navi is here somewhere, but maybe she’ll hear it.

I set the Ocarina to my lips and start to play.

When Link finishes, Ganon’s just grinning. He can tell the boy’s soul is in this music, that it means something to him, and that’s something the King loves to see. 

“I like it,” he says as he starts to pick out the tune on his guitar. “I’ve never heard a flute like that—what’d you say it’s called?”

I pull the flute from my lips and grin at him. “An Ocarina,” I say. “It’s a kind of flute. I’ve got another one if you want to try it?”

Ganon sets the guitar aside and gestures for Link to pass that flute-ish thing right on over. 

"Is this other ocarina magical, too? Usually when people teach me new instruments, there’s the added bonus of magic." 

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1 year ago (via)

5/4/12
7:48
#good guy ganny and RR!Link