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[OOC: Character Application for Pegasus J Crawford
Mickey coughs theatrically. "'What is your name?'"
"Pegasus J. Crawford," the tall silver-haired man pauses, and preens a little, as if, really, people ought to start admiring him now. He smiles at the mouse, "next question?"
"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.
Startled, Pegasus looks away from Mickey, glancing around aimlessly, until he finds the Cat up on the roof. He recovers his poise quickly. "Do I have to have one dear boy?" Stifling a yawn elegantly, "I did all that once, so tiresome."
"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'"
If he thought he could catch Pegasus so easily, Mickey was sadly mistaken, "that’s easy," he says in a cheerful tone, "a white wine spritzer, Kaiba Seto, and an idea for a new Toon Monster." He smiles smugly before adding "not necessarily in that order."
His gaze moves past Mickey and the Cat, fixing on the gate in the background; really, this place is perfectly delicious, a whole Toon World, right at his very fingertips. Now if only these two would stop talking, he could go in and explore. "Are there many more questions?" Pegasus murmurs, "I’d like..." He is interrupted as the Cat speaks.
"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to
give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"
"How about What will you give me in exchange for that," Pegasus is getting bored now, and he speaks quickly, not trying as hard to amuse, "we might work out something mutually satisfactory, a quid pro quo of some kind..."
Mickey looks rather nonplused at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"
"Oh I’ll take over of course," Pegasus strains to see past Mickey’s shoulder, not that he’s seen any actual cartoon characters yet, but they have to be in there, don’t they? "I’ll subvert the revolution, and make them build me a castle and uniformed slaves can wait on me." He smiles as politely as he can, "is there anything more?"
The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"
"Dark," Pegasus’ tone is quite offhand by now, and he’s staring quite openly over Mickey Mouse’s shoulder, "it goes nicely with red wine." With a pained sigh, he waves his hand, trying to hurry the interrogation along.
"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"
"Bears," Pegasus says, "definitely bears," he isn’t even trying any more, just staring toward the gate, trying to see inside, "oh and pirates, and preferably together." His tone very positive, "I don’t know how many times," he says, "I’ve found myself longing to see a nice group of pirates together with some... What were those other things I said? Fairies, wasn’t it? Yes, they do go so nicely those two."
"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"
"Then I’m done?" Pegasus clasps his hands, "I can finally go in? How positively delightful, you don’t know how fun this is going to be for me," he turns to Mickey, putting out his hand with great enthusiasm, "thank you, dear boy, you have totally made my day." He’s already headed toward the gate when he looks back for a moment, adding "oh and by the way, no to your last question. I never carry my own weapons."
[Pegasus is from the Yuugiou/Yugioh! anime series, specifically from Yuguoh! The Movie, after he’s lost the Sen-nen Eye.]
"Pegasus J. Crawford," the tall silver-haired man pauses, and preens a little, as if, really, people ought to start admiring him now. He smiles at the mouse, "next question?"
"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.
Startled, Pegasus looks away from Mickey, glancing around aimlessly, until he finds the Cat up on the roof. He recovers his poise quickly. "Do I have to have one dear boy?" Stifling a yawn elegantly, "I did all that once, so tiresome."
"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'"
If he thought he could catch Pegasus so easily, Mickey was sadly mistaken, "that’s easy," he says in a cheerful tone, "a white wine spritzer, Kaiba Seto, and an idea for a new Toon Monster." He smiles smugly before adding "not necessarily in that order."
His gaze moves past Mickey and the Cat, fixing on the gate in the background; really, this place is perfectly delicious, a whole Toon World, right at his very fingertips. Now if only these two would stop talking, he could go in and explore. "Are there many more questions?" Pegasus murmurs, "I’d like..." He is interrupted as the Cat speaks.
"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to
give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"
"How about What will you give me in exchange for that," Pegasus is getting bored now, and he speaks quickly, not trying as hard to amuse, "we might work out something mutually satisfactory, a quid pro quo of some kind..."
Mickey looks rather nonplused at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"
"Oh I’ll take over of course," Pegasus strains to see past Mickey’s shoulder, not that he’s seen any actual cartoon characters yet, but they have to be in there, don’t they? "I’ll subvert the revolution, and make them build me a castle and uniformed slaves can wait on me." He smiles as politely as he can, "is there anything more?"
The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"
"Dark," Pegasus’ tone is quite offhand by now, and he’s staring quite openly over Mickey Mouse’s shoulder, "it goes nicely with red wine." With a pained sigh, he waves his hand, trying to hurry the interrogation along.
"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"
"Bears," Pegasus says, "definitely bears," he isn’t even trying any more, just staring toward the gate, trying to see inside, "oh and pirates, and preferably together." His tone very positive, "I don’t know how many times," he says, "I’ve found myself longing to see a nice group of pirates together with some... What were those other things I said? Fairies, wasn’t it? Yes, they do go so nicely those two."
"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"
"Then I’m done?" Pegasus clasps his hands, "I can finally go in? How positively delightful, you don’t know how fun this is going to be for me," he turns to Mickey, putting out his hand with great enthusiasm, "thank you, dear boy, you have totally made my day." He’s already headed toward the gate when he looks back for a moment, adding "oh and by the way, no to your last question. I never carry my own weapons."
[Pegasus is from the Yuugiou/Yugioh! anime series, specifically from Yuguoh! The Movie, after he’s lost the Sen-nen Eye.]