Oct 11, 2008 12:27
james bond,
sunflora,
sanada yukimura,
george weasley,
rp,
gustav margueriff,
soichiro yagami,
chairman kaga,
tyrion lannister,
beowulf,
daisy buchanan,
sock,
chocolate,
vesper lynd,
zelgadiss graywords,
naomi misora,
brienne of tarth,
maddie magellan,
olympia binewski,
rika furude
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There was not Wiglaf, but there was cake. Mmm, cake.
"YOUNG MAN, DID WIGLAF GRANT YOU THIS CAKE?"
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Beowulf picked up a piece of cake with his hands and took a bite out of it. Forks were not a thing used by the Geats of his day. He didn't mind the frosting smeared on his hands.
For a while, he was quiet, absorbed in his cake-eating.
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For now, Gustav stared a moment before returning to his own slice. It was good cake, he thought, and it seemed rather unfair that he couldn't remember taking the first few bites on top of how he couldn't remember how he came to be here at all. But while he was here, he might as well finish it.
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Cake was something new to him here. And it was plated up as if it were meant to be eaten. He rather liked it, though not the frosting. The frosting was too sweet and sticky for his tastes. He ate out the cake portion, leaving behind the frosting. A strange sensation passed over him and he felt younger and much chillier. He looked down to discover his clothing had left him. "Well, this is unexpected," he said, his voice much younger than he remembered hearing it. He was maybe as old as Sasuke now, about 18 or 20, just barely legally an adult. And the cold was not kind to his anatomy.
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Then she noticed Yukimura. Relieved at someone sympathetic being around, but concerned that he looked cold, she approached.
"What... happened to you?" she rumbled in her now much deeper voice.
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Zel was capable of being as big an eater as Lina and Gourry, though he was generally more polite about it, so it wasn't until he'd finished his slice that he registered that he appeared to be... balanced somewhat differently. He groaned. "Not again."
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He finished the plate and set it down at the table, while he moped beside it. Hogwarts was a much needed break from his homelife. His family was in financial ruin, and the duchess left town for reasons he was still confused about because Blair was talking really fast. Furthermore, his best friend sounded more and more like an assassin lately.
Nate began to mutter, "Everybody's always talking at me." And, god help us all, he began to sing: "Everybody's always getting in my head." He twirled around to the sound of drums and spread his hands apart. "I gotta listen to my own heart talking." He jumped in a pirouette. There was also twirling. "I need to count on myself instead!" The teenager then began to dramatically stomp ( ... )
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"Nate Archibald, right?" Her new style fit more with Nate's world, as well as her confidence. "What on earth are you doing, my dear?" She laughed heartily, with a hint of sexy undertones and a breath of old New York still present.
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DID YOU EVER...
Nate looked at one of his outstretched hands as he moved them upward, before clapping them while continuing the jazzy hip thrusts. "~Lose yourself to get what you want?~"
DID YOU EVER...
The boy crouched down and smacked the floor before slowing rising to gaze sorrowfully into the distance. "~Get on a ride and wanna get off?~" And then he ran dramatically down the hall. Again. That's how Zac Efron dances, sadly.
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