[waner, who makes a habit of walking in the garden, notices the change in the apple tree fairly early on in the morning.
so, of course, she walks into the garden to take a closer look. she approaches the tree, her eyes on the fruit, and then pauses - her eyes going wide as that intuitive understanding of what these fruits are and what picking one would mean floods her.
she's left standing there for a few long moments before she hears footsteps, and she whirls toward them, her expression strained.]
...I can understand it as well. They are designed to tempt us. But surely there must be something we can do to make sure nobody gives into that temptation...?
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so, of course, she walks into the garden to take a closer look. she approaches the tree, her eyes on the fruit, and then pauses - her eyes going wide as that intuitive understanding of what these fruits are and what picking one would mean floods her.
she's left standing there for a few long moments before she hears footsteps, and she whirls toward them, her expression strained.]
What is this?
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Adolphe is looking NORMAL right now and walks into the garden too. There sure is something new today--
Oh.
He doesn't like it. He hates this, actually. However, he looks thoughtful--then reaches over to pick an apple and bites into it.
Nothing happens. It's just an apple. ]
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they both know that adolphe did not kill anyone last weekend, so waner just watches this happen for a second.]
...does it taste normal?
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It tastes like any other apple. I don't feel anything different either.
[ He'd normally ask another person to try it, but like. No! What if something happens to her?! (he thinks, not thinking about himself. anyway,) ]
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[kills... someone...]
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[ He has a sword by his side inside of its sheathe and looks perfectly fine. Not murderous. Just calm and curious about these murder apples. ]
Do you feel anything different? Since you're close to the fruits too.
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[ Yeah. Oh.
Because she's right. ]
Since we know what these apples are capable of, it can be pretty tempting to want one.
[ ... ]
Maybe, in another situation, I would have been tempted. So I can understand why people would be drawn to them to kill someone.
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...I can understand it as well. They are designed to tempt us. But surely there must be something we can do to make sure nobody gives into that temptation...?
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That's impossible unless we get rid of this tree.
[ He looks at this tree and is like... naw... that ain't happening. People will be people. ]
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me and my homies hate this tree ]
Should we pick all the apples that grow on this tree and dispose of them somehow?
[ So that there aren't any apples to pick. ]
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[there will just be more later but they don't know that yet.]
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Adolphe reaches up and picks another apple. Then another. One more.
... ]
It feels like I'm wasting food.
[ feels bad, man ]
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...do you think they are safe to cook with? Maybe we can make something with them, and then it wouldn't be wasteful.
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[ He thinks about this real hard. ]
Apple... shakes? Is that what they're called.
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Apple shakes...?
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[ He learned a lot from the am*zon selections on that Wednesday... ]
It shouldn't be so hard.
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[she'll go up on her tiptoes to pick more apples]
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If it's too high of a reach, I can get them instead.
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[but she
is short.]
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[ Look, he's not going to call her short or make fun of her for her height... ]
It looks like we're almost done.
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[SMOOTHIES, YOU FOOLS.]
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[ i guess adolphe will die still thinking that they're shakes ]
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