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| [Backdated to Saturday 17th, day after the animal break][Video]Look what I found! [That sure is a guinea pig Link's holding up to the SFC. The guinea pig, to its credit, seems pretty chill - it twitches its nose at being picked up, but is otherwise rather relaxed. Link sets him down again in his lap, readjusting the SFC a little.]I found him in my closet this morning. But I don't know what he is or what he eats or anything, and I think he's hungry. [These are the eyes of a sad, hungry guinea pig who's just spent the night in a closet. Someone help?]If anyone knows anything about them, let me know! [Action][A short while after that broadcast, Link can be found in the kitchen, offering the guinea pig different treats to try and see what actually... works. Said guinea pig is happily chilling on the table on a tea towel, watching Link in something that could possibly be bemusement.] |
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| [ The video flips on, but it's obvious by the look on Crona's face- and the shoddy camerawork- that they don't exactly know what they are doing. The droopy-eyed teen purses their lips and furrows their brow, but not before a small, humanoid growth sprouts from their back, flailing about like its butt is on fire. ]
Crona! What the hell are you doing, you idiot?! Give me that!
No, Ragnarok, stop--
[ The tiny figure swings its tiny fists at the device, but not before pommeling the lilac-haired teen upside the head. ]
Shut up and give me that! You don't even know how to use it--
Neither do you!
You know what it's like being stuck with an idiot like you?! Like being stuck with a turd that won't flush!
That doesn't even make any sense. Besides, I was here first!
[ Crona whines, pushing back at Ragnarok, who is currently trying to pull and smash their face into various shapes. They finally manage to secure the device and keep it out of reach of the tiny Ragnarok. ]
Ugh, fine! But this is all your fault, you know! I know it is. And now we're stuck in this stupid, weird fishbowl under the ocean, soaking wet and with no idea how we got here and no idea how to get back! And I'm hungry!
I know! But it's not my fault. I-
[ They both notice a small, flashing light on the device, and realize it's already recording what was supposed to be an S.O.S. ]
See?! See?! It's been recording this entire time! Who knows who's looking at your ugly mug right now?! And they saw you whining and making such a fool of yourself, too! Gupipipipipi!
[ Crona squeaks. ]
What?! No! I don't want to be on the internet, I don't know how to deal with being an internet celebrity! |
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| I seem to have gotten myself into quite a pickle. Not only am I soaking wet, which is nearly ten times as worse when you have a long gown on, I am also freezing. Can anyone tell me where in good heavens name I have ended up? Direct me to some warmer clothing?[ Yeah, Jane looks like a drowned rat. This is not how she imagined she would be spending this day.] ( unformatted text here. because wow bright. )ooc: Jane will be arriving a few hours after this post !
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| [ There was a large splash as something or someone landed hard in the fountain. The water took awhile to settle and once it did a silver blonde head came up out of the water, dripping wet and with a slightly disgruntled pout on the otherwise angelic face. Barry stepped out of the fountain and shook his wet hair out of his face. One look around told him he wasn't in Rome anymore and a small brochure and SFC at his feet confirmed it.
Not wanting to look poor for the camera he dries himself off instantly, fixing his clothes and hair back the way it had been. It doesn't take him long to figure out how to work the device and he clicks it on to show his face. ]
Greetings, it seems I've arrived here rather unexpectedly.
[ Barry smiles the look absolutely angelic and innocent. ]
It seems I'll need somewhere to stay. Can someone assist me?
[ He tilts his head to one side still smiling angelically. ]
[OOC: Feel free to respond via whatever SFC media you choose, or just in person o/ ] |
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