Who: Ganondorf, Brock and YOU What: OPEN OFFICE LOG Where: Ganondorf's Office When: Whenever you need and want it, baby. Warnings:THIS LOG WILL BE RATED M FOR MATURE
this expression forevernew_moon_princeOctober 3 2010, 00:11:46 UTC
Well, that did absolutely nothing to make this conversation any less awkward. Even if he could come up with a nice, descriptive list of everything he found attractive, this was still telling all of this to a guy he's only just met.
"...You don't know what a pretty girl looks like?"
You ass (I love you)new_moon_princeOctober 3 2010, 15:20:18 UTC
Oh. Great. Nothing helps more then added pressure, right? But hey this was a school, and he was a student. They couldn't let some councilor do terrible horrible things to him right?
...Right?
So he was going to summon up all the inner tsuntsun he could to protest this ridiculous time limit. If he wasn't careful when is he ever careful? he would most likely end up spending his entire 5 minutes arguing over this. Starting with this disproportionate punishment
"Why would you even do something like that?"
in other news: scardy tsun Silver is a weird thing to RP
Re: You ass (I love you)reign_of_powerOctober 4 2010, 08:16:10 UTC
"Because I can," he answered simply. "The question is, why are you so frozen up about something that just needs you to visualize one woman and tell me what you like about her?"
"That's not a good excuse at all" he said, narrowing his eyes at the Ganondorf as he spoke. He was confident now even if this guy was super powerful the school wouldn't let him have "a fate worse then death" over some stupid question. Oh yeah, he's just kind of pretending that second question wasn't asked at all.
"Three minutes, kid." He pointed to the strange Hyrule animal posters behind his back. "So do you want to be a Deku plant, or a dodongo for the next few weeks?"
Silver get out of your glass closetnew_moon_princeOctober 9 2010, 06:13:03 UTC
But good sir, I wish to be a Jolteon.
Ok well. That kind of got his attention, since he has been transformed in the past and nobody else seemed to really care. Well, there was 2 things he could do: make up a fake list of what constitutes as "pretty" OR he could answer honestly and say that he can't think of anything specific.
"I can't think of anything specific..."
Beat.
"But that doesn't mean that I don't like girls because I do! I just can't think of anything specific!"
Well, he's just going to go through the list of all the girls he knows. Well: Whitney was a crybaby, Jasmine was too much of a softy, Clair was some weird cosplay chick. He never really saw any female trainers worth looking at a second time. He could start listing girls at this school but considering most of them are either old enough to be his mother or are of a different species that would range from "too squicky" to "too embarrassing to admit to the dick guy".
For the most part, he didn't trust Ganondorf enough to tell him without suspecting he would either: a. Laugh b. Egg him on further with embarrassing questions c. Teleport them all there by magic and say they're sexy.
Or something along those lines. But him and his glass closet were almost out of the clear! Maybe if he just kept on answering his questions about girls Ganondorf would stop making the completely accurate assumption he liked the same sex.
So really, all that left him with was Lyra. She could be cute. When she wasn't being astronomically stupid or dressing up in weird costumes or dragging him around making him do stupid things with her.
"Of course I can..." he secretly was hoping that a simple yes answer would be enough to satisfy dick man but his premonition suggested otherwise.
Well, that did absolutely nothing to make this conversation any less awkward. Even if he could come up with a nice, descriptive list of everything he found attractive, this was still telling all of this to a guy he's only just met.
"...You don't know what a pretty girl looks like?"
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He looked at his watch. "You have five minutes."
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...Right?
So he was going to summon up all the inner tsuntsun he could to protest this ridiculous time limit. If he wasn't careful when is he ever careful? he would most likely end up spending his entire 5 minutes arguing over this. Starting with this disproportionate punishment
"Why would you even do something like that?"
in other news: scardy tsun Silver is a weird thing to RP
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But good sir, I wish to be a Jolteon.
Ok well. That kind of got his attention, since he has been transformed in the past and nobody else seemed to really care. Well, there was 2 things he could do: make up a fake list of what constitutes as "pretty" OR he could answer honestly and say that he can't think of anything specific.
"I can't think of anything specific..."
Beat.
"But that doesn't mean that I don't like girls because I do! I just can't think of anything specific!"
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"Can you think of a specific girl you like, then? Or at least one that you'd consider pretty?"
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For the most part, he didn't trust Ganondorf enough to tell him without suspecting he would either:
a. Laugh
b. Egg him on further with embarrassing questions
c. Teleport them all there by magic and say they're sexy.
Or something along those lines. But him and his glass closet were almost out of the clear! Maybe if he just kept on answering his questions about girls Ganondorf would stop making the completely accurate assumption he liked the same sex.
So really, all that left him with was Lyra. She could be cute. When she wasn't being astronomically stupid or dressing up in weird costumes or dragging him around making him do stupid things with her.
"Of course I can..." he secretly was hoping that a simple yes answer would be enough to satisfy dick man but his premonition suggested otherwise.
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"Go on..."
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Really, he was both stubborn and clueless about this whole ordeal.
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"What do they look like?"
He was going to help him be a little bit less clueless, at least.
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