Live your life, do your work, then take your hat

[replicatedcourage]

Who: Sola and anyone!
What: Curse shenanigans
When: All week
Where: All over
Style: Whatever, I'll match

[It's not uncommon to see Sola wandering around with a hat on. In fact, he's rarely seen without it. He only really takes it off at night and immediately plops it back on his head when he gets up in the morning, only this week someone seems to be playing silly buggers and replacing his hat with others on different days.

On Monday Sola can be found standing quiet seriously and still in front of the coral, holding his sheathed sword like a rifle against his shoulder and sporting a bearskin. He seems dead set on keeping a straight face for whatever reason. It might just be way too tempting to see what one can do to break that stalwart vigil...

On Wednesday the Hylian is much more active, though not even remotely himself. He can be found clucking and bawking in a chicken hat, apparently believing he's a member of the poultry. Just don't attack him! He is a Hyrulean chicken, after all.

For all the shenanigans earlier in the week, Friday is by far the worst. Sola can be found walking ridiculously bow-legged around town, chewing on imaginary tobacco and sporting a very large cowboy hat. For all intents and purposes he seems thoroughly convinced that he's a genuine desperado. But his accent? It's utterly atrocious.]

((ooc: Feel free to run into Sola on any given day, just go ahead and put which day in the subject line if it's not clear in the tag! Any and all CR welcome~))

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Wednesday

[onlyasign]

So far, Sufferer has avoided putting on a hat, although a very intrepid one keeps appearing near him wherever he goes. Today he's out walking around when he sees one of his proclaimed children, acting... very strangely. He gets a little closer.

"Sola? Are you okay?"

[replicatedcourage]

"Bawk? Bawk!" Sola's face lights up into a great big smile when he sees Sufferer and he struts his way over, bobbing his head and flapping his elbows as he goes.

[onlyasign]

Sola's smile charms Sufferer, as always, but the chicken thing is a little strange. When Sola gets close enough, Sufferer reaches out to put a hand on his shoulder. "Are you feeling all right?"

[replicatedcourage]

"Bawk!" He's just gonna rub the beak of his hat against Sufferer's arm. Apparently it's a sign of affection. It would be hard to tell save for he's still smiling.

[onlyasign]

"Uh..." Sufferer gently pats the chicken head part of the head. "Nice... Sola chicken?"

Friday

[shippingmath]

[Well, this is sure to be good.

Dirk has nothing like a Texan accent, or anything that would be found in the average Wild West. It's the kind of thing that's hard to get when you grow up listening to media from all over, and not hearing other people talk.

But the hat and the swaggering walk make this far too interesting to pass up.]

Howdy, Stranger.

[replicatedcourage]

Howdy, Dirk! What brings you to this here'n part-a town, buckaroo?

[Dear god in heaven...]

[shippingmath]

[His poor virgin ears, what the hell is he listening to.

Or should he just encourage this?]

No reason in particular. You want to tell me the story behind that damn fine hat?

[replicatedcourage]

Shucks, this ol' thing? Found 'er in place o' my regular this mornin' and plunked 'er right down on my noggin' I did. Cunnin', dontcha think?

[He runs two fingers along the brim and turns his head aside to give a mighty spit into a bush. Not that he actually spits anything out, he's not really chewing tobacco or anything of the sort.]

[shippingmath]

Cunning of who? You or the curse?

[There is a smirk on his face that is not going to leave for the entire conversation.]

MONDAY

[makainoou]

[It's early enough in the curse that Laharl hasn't yet figured out what's going on. He's noticed a few more hats around but hasn't paid them any attention. That is, until he spots Sola in that particularly ridiculous one, standing around like he's on guard.]

What the heck are you doing?

[replicatedcourage]

[Sola does notice Laharl - was that a quick flick of his eyes to the demon overlord and then back to front? - but he makes an effort not to react, simply standing still and straight, seemingly guarding the coral even though he's not preventing anyone from touching it at all, which kind of defeats the purpose.]

[makainoou]

[That's unusual. Between Sola's mistaken belief that they're friends and his habit of taking offense to every other thing Laharl says, this complete non-reaction is a little baffling. Maybe he's trying some new passive-aggressive thing? But Laharl doesn't remember them arguing the last time they ran into each other.]

Are you ignoring me?

[replicatedcourage]

[Yes, that seems to be precisely what he's doing. Not even gonna look at you this time, Laharl. Just eyes front and a blank face.]

[makainoou]

[Hmm.]

Where'd you find this hat anyway? It looks like you're wearing a dead animal on your head.

[And he's going to invade Sola's personal space enough to prod him in the forehead.]

Wednesday

[mysterious_groper]

*Pascal isn't facing Sola, and in fact hasn't even noticed the man walking around sounding like a chicken. Somehow.*

... Why do I suddenly feel a strong sense of impending doom?

[replicatedcourage]

"Cluck?" Doom? He doesn't feel like there's doom. Still, Sola looks around, hands tucked into his armpits to simulate wings.

[mysterious_groper]

Pascal blinked a couple of times, then spun around.

"Oh! Hi Sola!"

[replicatedcourage]

"Bawk!" It's... kind of a hello? He doesn't wave or anything but that's definitely an acknowledgement of her hello.

[mysterious_groper]

"... A Chicken hat. What did Fourier always say about chickens..."

Friday

[not_heavens_adam]

[This was a weird week, but it had produced some entertaining results and Johnny had done his best to avoid any hats simply so he could continue to watch unaffected.

This, however, this made Johnny pause.

He approached Sola with a hint of trepidation. He really hoped this wasn't about to play out like he thought it was. He came from America, he knew a cowboy hat when he saw one.]

Sola...? what are you wearing?

[replicatedcourage]

Well howdy partner! I'm happier than a gopher in soft dirt to see you, Johnny-boy.

[He hitches his thumbs in his belt, cocking his hip out at a truely ridiculous angle.]

Ain't it a beaut? Makes me look right 'n' purty, don't it.

[not_heavens_adam]

[Every word out of the hylian's mouth makes him cringe internally and he just gives his boyfriend a side-long glance for a moment.

And then the moment passes and in the blink of an eye he snatches that hat off Sola's head and has ripped it in two as easily as if it were paper.]

That's enough of that, I think.

[replicatedcourage]

W- Hey!

[Oh, there goes his hat. Sola pouts at the chunks of wool and buckram as they drop to the ground.]

I know it made me talk funny, but I kinda liked it...

[not_heavens_adam]

[His hands are on his hips in an instant and he just gives Sola a deadpan stare.]

If you talk like that again, you're sleeping on the couch for a week.

[Ask him if he's joking. He's not. He will even lock up your room, Sola.]