((While Nemi does know an awful lot of fandoms and refer to them from time to time, she is actually of the firm conviction that it’s, in fact, all real, and would never “out” a character as fictional. She is prone to fangirling. Fair warning to muns of attractive males. XD
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"Then my suggestion for you is that you get a sense of humour," said Nemi dryly. "And maybe remove the stick up your bum."
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But Mello didn't think much of most people. Near couldn't really fault him for it; he just tended to be less aggressive about it.
He surveyed the application and the applicant thoughtfully.
"Is that your natural complexion, or is it makeup?
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"Do you think you belong here?"
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It was none other than Albus Dumbledore. His smile was genuine and broad and radiant, and it crinkled the corners of his eyes.
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Suddenly Nemi felt very small and awed. He was here! An old, wise mentor person! A Gandalf person! She didn't need her overactive imagination to picture this man giving sage advice to his young apprentice, and a huge, huge grin spread over her face as she was torn between the urge to hug him and the desire to ask for an autograph.
"Good afternoon!" she squeaked happily. "Is... how... are... and... I'm..." She had no idea what to say. In fact, she had a lot of trouble stopping herself from jumping up and down with glee. Finally she blurted out, "Can I have your autograph, please? I'm a really big fan!"
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"I propose a trade. I will autograph this for you -" he produced one of his Chocolate Frog cards from his sleeve; earlier that day he had unwrapped and eaten the candy it accompanied - "if you will autograph this for me," and he handed her his copy of her Sorting application.
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"Alright!" beamed Nemi. You do not question the Old, Wise Mentor Person. "But I haven't really done anything important. I mean, I'm not famous. I mean, not like you are. I mean... I work retail," she finished lamely. "Why would you want my autograph?"
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Wow. Just ... wow. She was one hot-looking lady. Too bad her all-black attire and general demeanor probably made her a likelier match for brother Strong Sad. Strong Bad sauntered up to say hello anyway.
He felt his quintessential and notorious smoothness would surely see him through.
"... Uh. Um. Hey," he offered, waving a boxing glove. Suave! "I'm Strong Bad!"
Grandiose. Oh, grandiose.
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"Hello... Strong Bad. I'm Nemi." She gave him the thumbs-up. "Fan of your work." She'd seen an episode or two of sbemails, and she had laughed, so... fan. Sure!
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Jaime was torn between backing away from the crazy and being amused by it. The latter won out. "Guess nobody could accuse you of false advertising with that bar name."
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"Who are you, then?" she asked. She was in a pretty good mood. Hey, she had already met a personal hero of hers here (no, not Strong Bad), so she was all open to meeting new people.
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