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| [This is not quite a happy-looking pony. She's mostly confused because....]
Hey, this is, like, July right? Middle of summer and all? On a supposedly tropical island? Well, if all that's true, then why the hay did it get so cold all of a sudden?
[Rainbow Dash scratches her head.]
I mean, I can think of a curse as being why, but what's the point of the cold? I tried a pretty heavy blanket, and that worked about as well as having a threadbare sheet. I mean, I could try a heater, but I don't know where Equius and Darkleer put theirs.
[The pony shrugs. What even is this curse?]
Am I the only one experiencing this problem? 'Cause if I am, then I think I need to see a doctor about it. I am so not down with hypothermia. |
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| [Ah, Vatheon. How lovely it must be for all of you who are topside right now. Surely you are enjoying the sun, the shade, the lovely ocean water and beautiful sea life~
... But then. Are those the sound of hooves?]AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!![And now a shriek! A panicked shriek of a damsel in distress! Could someone be hurt, is someone drowning? Oh, whatever is going on now?]Oh, oh, no, no, no, this is awful! Simply dreadful! Oho, how could this have happened!? [For anyone watching or even on the island right now, she will make herself known: a beautiful white mare shivering and tromping about in the sand. Oh, it's sticking to her hooves! Her beautifully polished hooves! Rarity barely realizes she's tapped the communicator beside her, nor does she pay attention to the lovely vest. (Really, Princess Zelda, the shade is lovely, but Rarity is currently preoccupied with more important things!)
Pawing at the sand and with tears in her big blue eyes, she sniffles.]O-oh. My poor mane. A-and my coat. Ooh, it's all ruined! (( ooc: Feel free to reply with an action response if you wish. Hopefully someone can calm her down. :c )) |
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| [For those familiar with Dirk, they might notice something unusual about him today- for all that he usually wears shirts decorated with hats, he hasn't ever been a fan of wearing them. Until now, apparently, considering he's wearing one right now. It goes a long way toward making him look like Bro Strider, which is impressive, since they already look like clones.
It doesn't seem like he's about to talk about that, though.]
I have to say, I'm impressed by the amount of whining we've gotten for a simple curse like this. Jesus shit, it's a minor one, calm your tits and deal.
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| [It's been a while since he's posted on the network, and look at how much more confident he is about it. He's actually showing his face instead of keeping things to text. And it's even a tough question for him to ask, despite how few words it actually requires.]
So, um, I was just wondering...
How many people here can use magic?
[Yeah, that's all he's posting.] |
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| [Good afternoon, Vatheon. Did you happen to catch a glimpse of a mysterious blur moving across rooftops? Perhaps even stopping for a few seconds, only to move on? That would've been Bro. He was out exploring, Cal slung across his shoulders like a backpack. With his speed, he finished his tour of the city in less than five minutes. Brochure aside, he just needed to know what he was dealing with. What sort of place he's in and what sort of people wander around here. The lack of feisty mermaids and singing seafood is a little disappointing. Still, he should count himself lucky he's able to walk around here at all, considering his last moments back 'home'.
Now that he's done scouting the area and more or less come to terms with the situation, he has no choice but to access the starfish network. If Dave is here... He needs to know.]
bro.
if you are here. plaza. now.
dont worry about cal. i got him.
[There's a sigh of frustration when he finishes writing. He feels like he's trying to send a text message with a Gameboy. The really old, bulky kind. This is going to take some getting used to.] |
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| [ There's nothing but a blur of blue at first, a muffled groan somewhere. ]What in the actual fu-- [ A pause, a gasp, and then the sound of running feet. ]Dirk! [ THUD. A second later, the SFC that's on has tumbled out of the pocket it was in and lands on the ground, showing the current scene a little sideways.
Roxy's laying on top of Dirk, her arms wrapped awkwardly around him, and she has her face buried in his chest. They're wearing some interesting outfits (nice pants, Dirk), but that seems to be the last thing on their minds. ]You're okay! I thought you weren't because fuck the Batterwitch but you are you're okay and I'm okay and nothing is going on and look! We're back and-- you know what I probably shouldn't be laying on top of you should I. Lemme just... [ She caaaaaaaaaaassually slides off of him and picks up her SFC, shutting it again and turning it back off. ]((ooc; ps dirk and roxy are back from their update 8U replies will probably come from both)) |
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| ( cut for a bit of blood and violence )(OOC: Note! This dream is non-interactive, meaning responses should come via the network after the dream itself. This has been mod OK'd.) - Tags:!curse: 40 - i had a dream, death the kid, dirk strider, eridan ampora, gamzee makara, karkat vantas, maka albarn, nepeta leijon, rainbow dash, sufferer, undertaker, washu hakubi, zelgadis greywords
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| [The first thing the SFC shows is Dirk standing in the Plaza, holding up some kind of... skateboard? Only, it can't be, it's too large, the shape's all wrong, and it doesn't even have wheels. If anything, it looks more like a surfboard, though those things toward the back look kind of weird.]
It's about time I saved up enough to get this thing. Maybe when it's actually warm again I'll use it up on the Island. I don't expect the rest of you to have rocket boards, but I'd be willing to bet I'm not the only one around here who knows how to skateboard. So come and show me what you've got.
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| [Rainbow Dash has been back long enough to know that there's a curse going on. On one hand, she's happy it's one of those relatively harmless curses and that she hasn't missed any action. On the other...where's the action?
She's also older, but there's...really not much different than normal Rainbow Dash, physically speaking.]
Oh, man, talk about timing! I totally just got back from Equestria, and there's a curse going on?
[She pauses to think for a moment.]
Well, hey, who of you foals wanna take the Pegasus Pony Express for a bird's eye view of Vatheon? I can't take you on the island 'cause of the blizzard, but I can totally do the city!
Hope you adults don't mind if I foalsat a little? |
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| [ Well. Somebody missed a lot of excitement, but look who is finally back home from adventuring in the jungle! That's right, this guy here. He's rather oblivious to any events going on here in the city, but he has sneaked back into his residency. Here, he's sporting a nice black eye and a busted lip, but he doesn't seem too fazed by it. In fact, Jake almost seems proud of it.
Here, though, he is recording from his kitchen. There seems to be a palm tree in the background, resting across the kitchen counter, followed by an assortments of all sorts of fruits. Jake pans into the shot, wearing an apron that more than likely belonged to Roxy because of its pink color and kitty paw prints all over it. Yep. He speaks, carrying that weird bullshit Australian accent. ]
Salutations potential comrades whom which I share our new residency with. I deeply apologize for my absence but I went on a little adventure and discovered nothing but an assortment of fruits and good golly, I love fruit. So here, I am going to surprise my fellow mates with a little something or another in the kitchen like fruit pies. That's a thing, isn't it? Anywhoodles, I haven't the scarcest how to operate an oven system. I do believe setting it on high temperature first is best thing to do until it is warm enough, ay? Oh! But here, I have it all old fashioned just in case I decide to not to be all modern and what not.
[ And he holds up two sticks. He clanks them together and sets them aside. ]
Alright! So I guess I need some sort of dough or something? How the hellblazes do you even make that? Any recipes idea? Oh! I should at least get some sugar! Surely we have that around here!
[ A little flame appears behind him on the stove and he pans out of the shot, oblivious of it as he rummages around the kitchen. Although the kind gesture to make food for his roomies, maybe he should have told them because wow, he didn't even filter it away from them to surprise them. :|
Hello, my name is Jake English, and my goal is to burn down the house by the end of the night. Action for roommates! But text/video open for canonmates or anybody else. ] |
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