When Sadiq decided to take an early afternoon walk, he certainly hadn't been planning on having his attention captured by what appeared to be a young woman trying to hop the fence of the Seapony Ranch Property in an almost rabid fashion. Creepy. Normally, he would have only spare a glance, except, well....
She was flashing him. Or rather, everyone who passed by, which would include him, and thankfully, nobody else at this time. It was absolutely terrible of him to be staring, but he couldn't resist, watching slim legs kick up and down and revealing the underwear the lay underneath the skirt. It wasn't a turn-on - rather, Sadiq was horrified at such a display. Didn't she realize what she was doing!? And whatever could it be for that would cause her to ignore such a thing in her desperation!? A soft nicker on the other side answered him, and Sadiq could have groaned. Someone like her...they'd have enough sense to just go to the entrance of the place, right?
Apparently not, because she was still flailing determinedly in her effort to get over the fence even as the small herd started to move away. It wasn't until she stopped accidently revealing her, er, privates with her thrashing that he finally had the nerve to approach. Making sure he stood to the side and not underneath so it didn't seem like he'd been peeking, he cleared his throat to get her attention.
"Er, excuse me." He called out, cheeks flushed a deep red fromm the 'show' that he had been given. "Are you, uh, aware of what you are doing?" This was so embarassing, even for him....
He twisted around to eye over his shoulder at the person... the extremely strange person... because wearing a mask was never really a fashion that deemed someone normal. Feliks watched movies, he knew about these things. They were always the creeper or... the superhero's arch nemesis, that was also a creeper, or the superhero that was actually a creeper... or a robber.
That was it.
Figuring everything out he let out a small squeak and tried to quickly get his other leg fully over the fence, but found it getting caught in the skirt. He teetered for a moment on the top of the fence with a look of knowing horror before losing his balance and toppling back, landing with a plop in the grass. He took in a long breath and released a pathetic '...ow.' to the sky before trying to shake it off, remembering his situation. He sat up and made sure to get his skirt over his legs, looking up afterwards to the person with a death glare, though his blush of embarassment didn't add to it.
"M-Me? What I'M doing, you ask?" He snapped, "Like, what do you think YOU'RE doing? Hm! Are you thinking of-of... hurting those ponies are something?! Are you a pony robber or something!? What's wrong with you!?"
He pointed them out, and now wrinkled his nose in disgust at the person.
You know, I hear there's this nice home in town for delusional people like you. Very nice home.istiklal_marsiJuly 11 2010, 21:53:17 UTC
"Eh?" Sadiq gave him a blank stare, trying to understand where she had gotten this pony stealing idea out of pointing out that she was accidentally flashing everyone. "Steal ponies? Why would I want to do that? I only ride the full sized horses. Ponies are too small for me. I simply thought I would point out that your actions were...undignified for the public, and that you were scaring those poor animals when you charged at them like that. No wonder why they moved away." He sniffed. "Don't you know how to act properly in front of people? Honestly, I almost thought you were some crazed lunatic...."
Wait--what the hell? Sadiq's mind finally caught up to the voice of the other person. That voice didn't sound feminine at all. Shocked (and even more disturbed), Sadiq took a step back and gaped. "W-wait a minute. A-are you...Are you guy!? Why are you wearing a skirt!?" To be honset, he though crossdressers existed only in myths! And yet....this person....How appalling!
As long as it has a walk-in closet.polishflareJuly 12 2010, 00:56:21 UTC
"Crazed lunatic?"
Feliks rose to his feet, hands going to his hips.
"Ponies like, like, me very much, thank you very much, dude, and I'm sure they didn't run because they had seen me approaching. I'm not the one running around looking, like..."
He stared at him, searching for the right description.
"Like... I should be robbing a bank or something, not ponies, though who wouldn't want to steal ponies, ponies are the best. But, you shouldn't, that's wrong. Stealing ponies is totally stupid and mean... I would never do something like that, never thought about doing anything like that in my life, well I...
Feliks stopped to eye around innocently, getting lost in his own ramble, but caught sight of the way the person was gaping at him and pretending like HE was the pony stealer/creeper instead! Feliks's eyebrow rose as he stared at him, before he finally realized the rest of what the person had said, the part that hadn't involved ponies.
"Of course, I'm a guy!" he pointed himself out, as if that was supposed to help make it true, "And skirts are nice, until they get caught on, like, dumb fences!"
Feliks took that time to give payback to the fence, for putting him through agony, by kicking one of the posts.
Oh yes, of course. It was be large, white, and bare of anything fashionableistiklal_marsiJuly 12 2010, 02:18:38 UTC
Sadiq barely even registered the Polish man's rambling, his mind filled with a haze of confusion that had started to filter in the moment he realized that he had been flash by a guy. Somehow, that was even more embarassing than being flashed by some ditsy, somewhat pony-crazed girl.
"But...why?" Sadiq's hands flailed, trying to find the right wordes to explain the indecency of a man wearing female clothing. "It was...not made...for your, er, hips. Or the male population, period. This is inappropriate for someone of your gender!" Not to mention the color was...sort of ugly, particularly on this man. Ew.
"Kicking the fence post won't make your-" crossdressing "-problem go away, you know this, right?" But then again, he did seem kind of stupid. Sadiq's arms folded, cheeks still coloured from being flashed (by a guy!).
Then, naw, I'll just stay in society c:polishflareJuly 13 2010, 02:15:07 UTC
"Kicking the fence is so I don't take my frustration out on you. And gag me with a spoon, you sound like my father... but you're not really old and really up tight and really Polish, so yeah stop trying."
Feliks rolled his eyes and waved the person's comments off. Honestly, was he really getting preached to about this by some random creeper? Really?
"Would you rather I be like you or something?" He snorted, "I'll get right on that, let me just go put on a mask and call myself Captain Creeper, though I'll have a way nicer looking mask, it'll be pink and it'll have rhinestones. I can be your arch nemesis that, like, protects the ponies... ooh... that actually sounds fun."
Perhaps, if Sadiq had been a lesser man, with shallow thoughts and short patience, he really would have gagged this person with a spoon. Even now, he wished he had the eating utensil on him to do just a thing in the case it was needed, but unfortunately, he hadn't recieved the insight to bring one with him. "I am telling you this because it is important! Men wearing skirts isn't....isn't the norm, and it's frowned upon! Do you really want to stand out that much and look like a freak?"
This man(???) was so....so air headed or something. He was carelessly disregarding society's expectations in favor of some foolish idea he had thought of who knows how long ago.
"For your information, this mask is for, er..." Sadiq hesitated. He couldn't tell this man that he worse it to hide his face from scrutiny of the public because he was afraid he'd be teased again. "For protection, yes. It is not some sort of 'creeper mask' or anything like that, so you can stop your ideas right now. Honestly, the way you go on, you are like a little child with too many ideas in their head."
Figuring he'd humor this person Feliks leaned his arm against the fence and rested head on it, trying to pay attention to what they had to say. He found these kind of speeches to be amusing sometimes, but having heard the same exact thing many times before got to be pretty dull, and Feliks didn't do well with dull... so he nodded, while his eyes strayed to the sky, to something in the distance, to the stupid fence, and then to... the ponies. Oh, yeah the ponies!
...A-and they were starting to come back over!
He kept his eyes on them while responding, "Yeah, I'm weird I, like, get that, okay? And normal, mask and all, yeah normal, I get that as well. Really... I do."
The snort at that turned into a sigh, "I... just like pretty things and people usually like pretty things, so I like to be a pretty thing. Plus, my parents dislike pretty things, pft, because they sound like you all the time, which is not my problem. And pa-lease, don't let the skirt fool you, I am way mature then you would ever know...
The ponies... were.. right.. there. He couldn't contain himself. He made a small squeal before fluttering over to them, stopping short because that apparently scared them a bit. With extra care he put a hand out towards them.
"Sorry, ponies." he laughed.
He patted one's nose before eyeing the other man over his shoulder with a cocky expression, "See, the ponies do like me."
Sadiq got the feeling that the other man(???) wasn't really paying attention to him anymore when the ponies started to come back over. Shaking his head, he stopped trying to lecture him(???) because it obviously wasn't doing anything. Or, if it was, it was turning the conversation rather negative and maybe that's what the other was trying to prevent. Either way, it was useless.
"Well, if you like pretty things so much, why don't you-" get a gender change "-er, express it a different way? I'm sure there are other methods of expressing your enjoyment for it rather than wearing pink skirts and chasing ponies."
Speaking of ponies...not only had they come back over, but a large burly man was headed their way. As he got closer, Sadiq could see the irritated look on his face. Instictively taking a step back, he prepared for what was probably to be a verbal lashing about harassing the ponies from the man.
Feliks turned and put his hands on his hips. Why other people insisted on going against anything fabulous and perfect was beyond him.
"Like, what's wrong with pink, poinies, and skirts? You know, I think you need some pink, ponies, and skirts in your life, mister creeper, and then you'll totally relax...."
His eyes narrowed as he watched the guy backing away.
"Seriously, it's not that bad. Geez, it's a lot more freeing then pants and shows off your legs way better. But, sorry, dude, you're not going to make me into a creeper if that's what you're wanting..." the guy wasn't even listening, Feliks growled in irritation, "Like, what are you looking at?!"
He flipped his head to the side and saw the man approaching. Feliks gulped. Oh no, the man was probably going to think he was also some creeper. He was going to be grouped in as a creeper trying to steal ponies!
"I-I'm totally not with him!" he shouted before scrambling to the fence, quickly trying to get back over it with a lot of difficulty, though not making much progress at all.
She was flashing him. Or rather, everyone who passed by, which would include him, and thankfully, nobody else at this time. It was absolutely terrible of him to be staring, but he couldn't resist, watching slim legs kick up and down and revealing the underwear the lay underneath the skirt. It wasn't a turn-on - rather, Sadiq was horrified at such a display. Didn't she realize what she was doing!? And whatever could it be for that would cause her to ignore such a thing in her desperation!? A soft nicker on the other side answered him, and Sadiq could have groaned. Someone like her...they'd have enough sense to just go to the entrance of the place, right?
Apparently not, because she was still flailing determinedly in her effort to get over the fence even as the small herd started to move away. It wasn't until she stopped accidently revealing her, er, privates with her thrashing that he finally had the nerve to approach. Making sure he stood to the side and not underneath so it didn't seem like he'd been peeking, he cleared his throat to get her attention.
"Er, excuse me." He called out, cheeks flushed a deep red fromm the 'show' that he had been given. "Are you, uh, aware of what you are doing?" This was so embarassing, even for him....
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He twisted around to eye over his shoulder at the person... the extremely strange person... because wearing a mask was never really a fashion that deemed someone normal. Feliks watched movies, he knew about these things. They were always the creeper or... the superhero's arch nemesis, that was also a creeper, or the superhero that was actually a creeper... or a robber.
That was it.
Figuring everything out he let out a small squeak and tried to quickly get his other leg fully over the fence, but found it getting caught in the skirt. He teetered for a moment on the top of the fence with a look of knowing horror before losing his balance and toppling back, landing with a plop in the grass. He took in a long breath and released a pathetic '...ow.' to the sky before trying to shake it off, remembering his situation. He sat up and made sure to get his skirt over his legs, looking up afterwards to the person with a death glare, though his blush of embarassment didn't add to it.
"M-Me? What I'M doing, you ask?" He snapped, "Like, what do you think YOU'RE doing? Hm! Are you thinking of-of... hurting those ponies are something?! Are you a pony robber or something!? What's wrong with you!?"
He pointed them out, and now wrinkled his nose in disgust at the person.
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Wait--what the hell? Sadiq's mind finally caught up to the voice of the other person. That voice didn't sound feminine at all. Shocked (and even more disturbed), Sadiq took a step back and gaped. "W-wait a minute. A-are you...Are you guy!? Why are you wearing a skirt!?" To be honset, he though crossdressers existed only in myths! And yet....this person....How appalling!
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Feliks rose to his feet, hands going to his hips.
"Ponies like, like, me very much, thank you very much, dude, and I'm sure they didn't run because they had seen me approaching. I'm not the one running around looking, like..."
He stared at him, searching for the right description.
"Like... I should be robbing a bank or something, not ponies, though who wouldn't want to steal ponies, ponies are the best. But, you shouldn't, that's wrong. Stealing ponies is totally stupid and mean... I would never do something like that, never thought about doing anything like that in my life, well I...
Feliks stopped to eye around innocently, getting lost in his own ramble, but caught sight of the way the person was gaping at him and pretending like HE was the pony stealer/creeper instead! Feliks's eyebrow rose as he stared at him, before he finally realized the rest of what the person had said, the part that hadn't involved ponies.
"Of course, I'm a guy!" he pointed himself out, as if that was supposed to help make it true, "And skirts are nice, until they get caught on, like, dumb fences!"
Feliks took that time to give payback to the fence, for putting him through agony, by kicking one of the posts.
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"But...why?" Sadiq's hands flailed, trying to find the right wordes to explain the indecency of a man wearing female clothing. "It was...not made...for your, er, hips. Or the male population, period. This is inappropriate for someone of your gender!" Not to mention the color was...sort of ugly, particularly on this man. Ew.
"Kicking the fence post won't make your-" crossdressing "-problem go away, you know this, right?" But then again, he did seem kind of stupid. Sadiq's arms folded, cheeks still coloured from being flashed (by a guy!).
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Feliks rolled his eyes and waved the person's comments off. Honestly, was he really getting preached to about this by some random creeper? Really?
"Would you rather I be like you or something?" He snorted, "I'll get right on that, let me just go put on a mask and call myself Captain Creeper, though I'll have a way nicer looking mask, it'll be pink and it'll have rhinestones. I can be your arch nemesis that, like, protects the ponies... ooh... that actually sounds fun."
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This man(???) was so....so air headed or something. He was carelessly disregarding society's expectations in favor of some foolish idea he had thought of who knows how long ago.
"For your information, this mask is for, er..." Sadiq hesitated. He couldn't tell this man that he worse it to hide his face from scrutiny of the public because he was afraid he'd be teased again. "For protection, yes. It is not some sort of 'creeper mask' or anything like that, so you can stop your ideas right now. Honestly, the way you go on, you are like a little child with too many ideas in their head."
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...A-and they were starting to come back over!
He kept his eyes on them while responding, "Yeah, I'm weird I, like, get that, okay? And normal, mask and all, yeah normal, I get that as well. Really... I do."
The snort at that turned into a sigh, "I... just like pretty things and people usually like pretty things, so I like to be a pretty thing. Plus, my parents dislike pretty things, pft, because they sound like you all the time, which is not my problem. And pa-lease, don't let the skirt fool you, I am way mature then you would ever know...
The ponies... were.. right.. there. He couldn't contain himself. He made a small squeal before fluttering over to them, stopping short because that apparently scared them a bit. With extra care he put a hand out towards them.
"Sorry, ponies." he laughed.
He patted one's nose before eyeing the other man over his shoulder with a cocky expression, "See, the ponies do like me."
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"Well, if you like pretty things so much, why don't you-" get a gender change "-er, express it a different way? I'm sure there are other methods of expressing your enjoyment for it rather than wearing pink skirts and chasing ponies."
Speaking of ponies...not only had they come back over, but a large burly man was headed their way. As he got closer, Sadiq could see the irritated look on his face. Instictively taking a step back, he prepared for what was probably to be a verbal lashing about harassing the ponies from the man.
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"Like, what's wrong with pink, poinies, and skirts? You know, I think you need some pink, ponies, and skirts in your life, mister creeper, and then you'll totally relax...."
His eyes narrowed as he watched the guy backing away.
"Seriously, it's not that bad. Geez, it's a lot more freeing then pants and shows off your legs way better. But, sorry, dude, you're not going to make me into a creeper if that's what you're wanting..." the guy wasn't even listening, Feliks growled in irritation, "Like, what are you looking at?!"
He flipped his head to the side and saw the man approaching. Feliks gulped. Oh no, the man was probably going to think he was also some creeper. He was going to be grouped in as a creeper trying to steal ponies!
"I-I'm totally not with him!" he shouted before scrambling to the fence, quickly trying to get back over it with a lot of difficulty, though not making much progress at all.
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