ANOTHER OPEN LOG IN THE LOG PARADE
WHO: Khisanth and YOOUUUUU
WHERE: Anywhere in the city!
WHEN: Night time! Also any date, like... at all. Last week, next week, WHATEVER.
WARNINGS: probably none!
SUMMARY: WANT TO MEET A DRAGON? or uh. a snide jerk in a dress, i guess.
FORMAT: tagger's choice!! prose might take me a little longer than quicklog, though. Also, HERE ARE A LIST OF SCENARIOS AND I DEMAND THAT YOU PICK ONE AND WE WILL FLY WITH IT!! Or you can start your own if you hate all of these with a fiery passion, that is cool too.
EXHIBIT A!
[ Here we have what is undoubtedly the worst time to approach a dragon! She's just changed in some dark corner of Central Park, and paltry little human meals really really aren't enough to satiate the appetite of a dragon. Blood pounding at her temples brings her thought process down to slightly above animalistic, and she's just coherent enough to know that it's better to eat the dirty grungy street people than the fancy high society ones that people will miss. Someone's going to be eaten soon. Hopefully not you! ]
EXHIBIT B!
[ And here's... oh, say, the medium-worse time. She's not in extreme hunger mode and is thinking lucidly again, so that's cool, but she is relatively willing to do away with witnesses. So, if you see a large black dragon crouching over the bloody remains of something that probably used to be human, try not to make any sudden moves! Even if you're not quite within striking range. That acid breath is a bitch. ]
EXHIBIT C!
[ And here, finally, we have what is probably the safest time to approach a dragon. She's recently had a delightful meal of Hobo À la Carte, discarded all the evidence, and now lounges peaceably draped atop the roof of an eight story apartment building. She's pretty careful to stay out of the glow of the street lights, and black scales make her a little hard to pick out, but there might be a tail dipped into sight or the silhouette of a wing visible if you're looking close. Don't worry, she probably won't eat you! ]
EXHIBIT D!
[ And finally, here's for all you non-thrill seekers who would rather run into a bitchy, haughty lady instead. She's done dragoning out, or maybe she hasn't dragoned out yet at all, and is currently indulging in a little post-business-hours shopping. She's gotten it down to a rather tidy process of teleporting in past a locked door, picking up whatever shiny, attractive little fashion accessories appeal to her, and popping back out again to stroll to the next shop. It's only set off burglar alarms a few times tonight (the scenes of which were promptly fled), so, so far so good! ]
WHERE: Anywhere in the city!
WHEN: Night time! Also any date, like... at all. Last week, next week, WHATEVER.
WARNINGS: probably none!
SUMMARY: WANT TO MEET A DRAGON? or uh. a snide jerk in a dress, i guess.
FORMAT: tagger's choice!! prose might take me a little longer than quicklog, though. Also, HERE ARE A LIST OF SCENARIOS AND I DEMAND THAT YOU PICK ONE AND WE WILL FLY WITH IT!! Or you can start your own if you hate all of these with a fiery passion, that is cool too.
EXHIBIT A!
[ Here we have what is undoubtedly the worst time to approach a dragon! She's just changed in some dark corner of Central Park, and paltry little human meals really really aren't enough to satiate the appetite of a dragon. Blood pounding at her temples brings her thought process down to slightly above animalistic, and she's just coherent enough to know that it's better to eat the dirty grungy street people than the fancy high society ones that people will miss. Someone's going to be eaten soon. Hopefully not you! ]
EXHIBIT B!
[ And here's... oh, say, the medium-worse time. She's not in extreme hunger mode and is thinking lucidly again, so that's cool, but she is relatively willing to do away with witnesses. So, if you see a large black dragon crouching over the bloody remains of something that probably used to be human, try not to make any sudden moves! Even if you're not quite within striking range. That acid breath is a bitch. ]
EXHIBIT C!
[ And here, finally, we have what is probably the safest time to approach a dragon. She's recently had a delightful meal of Hobo À la Carte, discarded all the evidence, and now lounges peaceably draped atop the roof of an eight story apartment building. She's pretty careful to stay out of the glow of the street lights, and black scales make her a little hard to pick out, but there might be a tail dipped into sight or the silhouette of a wing visible if you're looking close. Don't worry, she probably won't eat you! ]
EXHIBIT D!
[ And finally, here's for all you non-thrill seekers who would rather run into a bitchy, haughty lady instead. She's done dragoning out, or maybe she hasn't dragoned out yet at all, and is currently indulging in a little post-business-hours shopping. She's gotten it down to a rather tidy process of teleporting in past a locked door, picking up whatever shiny, attractive little fashion accessories appeal to her, and popping back out again to stroll to the next shop. It's only set off burglar alarms a few times tonight (the scenes of which were promptly fled), so, so far so good! ]