WING WEEK FLYING PARTY LOG

[sufferheir]

Who: Karkat and absolutely anybody else.
When: Wednesday to Saturday.
Where: Biodome ish.
Summary: BIODOME WING FLYING PARTY LOG. Come in. Make threads. Tag other threads. Action or prose. It'll be awesome.
Rating: PG-13, and who knows what else.
Warnings: Horrifying wingfic antics.

Comments

[sw33t_just1c3]

[Terezi is trying out her own wings: soft grey with darker streaks along the edges. She's trying to work up the muscle strength to make it up to the biodome ceiling for extended periods of time. It's going to be the next Sistine Chapel if she can actually manage that.]

[psionichax0r]

No fair. You're wings are color than mine.

[sw33t_just1c3]

[Terezi frowns at the sudden comment, shifting her wings behind her a little more and folding them in. She was trying to stretch them out, but... she can take a break from that.]

...They're just wings. They don't even smell interesting.

[psionichax0r]

[He shrugs.]

I guess they wouldn't. But your's have a cool edge.

[He stretches his own light gray wings out behind him.]

Mine are just all the same color.

[sw33t_just1c3]

[And that just makes her fold them up more. They are now tucked firmly against her back. Defensive? Definitely not, geez, why would Terezi be defensive?]

Nothing cool about it.

[psionichax0r]

[he doesn't get it ._.]

Oh, and I suppose you'd perfer my bland beauties.

[sw33t_just1c3]

Yeah, actually. [She shifts uncomfortably. Why is she even worrying about this? Just because Val implied things, doesn't mean they're true... Maybe they're just fucking with her. That's a thing they would do. So, why can't she just let it go...?]

They're not...supposed to be dark. Like that.

[psionichax0r]

[He looks at her curiously, stepping forward.]

What's wrong with them being dark?

[sw33t_just1c3]

[And now she's really frowning at him, she doesn't want to explain this.]

...Weren't you listening to what Val said?

[psionichax0r]

[he frowns]

What, about that true colors bs? Don't tell me you believe that.

[sw33t_just1c3]

It's been holding true so far.

[Yeah, she's obviously bothered by it.]

[psionichax0r]

LL's wings are dark and I know she's not an evil mastermind, so are LE's. And John's fucking glow, he's good, but he's not that good. Come on TZ, you know you're not evil.

[sw33t_just1c3]

[Terezi still looks uncertain. She unfurls her wings a bit, frowning at them and picking at one of the streaks.

She doesn't say anything. What is she supposed to say? That she doesn't believe that? That she has earned those streaks?]

[psionichax0r]

[frown.]

...I know you're not.

[sw33t_just1c3]

...I've done a lot of things, Sollux.

[She's still doesn't have her full attention on him. If she wasn't already blind, she would be avoiding eye contact right now while she twists a few of those darker feathers between her fingers. Maybe a little too roughly.

[guillotine_beat]

[Justin is finally making his way into the biodome on his sparkly crutches. His wings are mottled light- and mid-grey, the outerwing coverts speckled with a black so dark it glows.]