Wow, your icon doesn't look like your wallpaper even a little bit.
That's the idea. *hands over a jumbo bag of candy and a pile of Marvel Adventures comics*
Knock yourself out.
...that's figurative, by the way. Don't knock yourself unconscious. Do have fun, please.
*Mai joyfully complies, and is quickly absorbing comics and caffeine post-haste!*
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07/10/2007 11:06:38 |
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Este... o sea, is it better than I should leave? If Jaina
(feh!) is first, then I must be second only to her.
*checks journal* Nah, you're golden. Join our communal pity party! It sucks less
together. And drunk.
I don't have blood for you, but I can totally jet out for some...?
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07/10/2007 11:12:32 |
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No need. I am more needful of a margarita than heme right now. Thank you though, for your
offer and for hosting.
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07/10/2007 11:14:09 |
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*pause to consider that profound mandate* Tequila?
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07/10/2007 11:15:30 |
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YAY.
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07/10/2007 11:16:37 |
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Does that even include me?
Is your name Jaina or Ree?
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07/10/2007 11:17:52 |
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*stiffly* I don't know. I don't know my name.
Oh geez, super sorry. Look, from appearance alone, you're clearly not either of them.
That means you're welcome. Not the only undead so far, either.
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07/10/2007 11:22:18 |
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Kahlua?
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07/10/2007 11:23:18 |
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Upon hearing, that does sound quite delicious.
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07/10/2007 11:25:37 |
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Anything stimulating is good in my book. Hit me!
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07/11/2007 03:59:54 |
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Milady makes disgusted noises as only the muscle-bound can. "Ye all 're barmy. Ale, now,
that'll do ye right. Ale!"
Her words belie the fact that Smirnoff bottles are currently clinking gently at her back,
besides her scabbard, at the same time they are missing from the bar.
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07/10/2007 11:26:38 |
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I could go for a beer like whoa. Maybe a Screwdriver too.
Okay, kid, but I'm running a little behind. I'll get your drink to you sometime after
you're legal to drink it. Capisce?
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07/10/2007 11:30:48 |
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That totally blows. Can't I have anything, you know, minus the booze or something?
Sparkling cider in a wide glass, coming right up.
Sparkling cider in a champagne glass, coming right up.
"Best Jaina impersonation?"
Already posing as human-size, she now assumes human skin tone. She can't manage Jaina's
obnoxiously red hair, though -- too far from Missy's true colouring.
"Behold! I kill dead things! It gives me angst. Woe is my perfect fucking skin and
super-chill boyfriend! Not enough people love me!"
Next?
An excuse to lie! Mai's all over this.
"I'm Jaina! I say I kill vampires, but nobody sees me do it. Really I read Anita Blake
novels and pretend."
The disturbing part is that Mai's posture is a pretty good imitation of Jaina's, complete
with jerking head instead of tying loose hair back.
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07/11/2007 03:43:00 |
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Hey, when did Sunev get here? He's ill-equipped for verbal mocking, but he swoops and
trills for attention nonetheless.
Once he gets that, he lands and folds his wings. Soon he balances carefully on his hind
legs and coiled tail, the better to peel out some stabbity-stake motions. He caps the
performance with a surprisingly human, feminine headtoss. If he had hair, the motion
would smoothly deposit it over his right flank -- or Jaina's shoulder.
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07/11/2007 03:44:36 |
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Pasht is surprised but approving. "You have practised, I see." Out of everyone here (so
far), she's easily the best equipped to compare the acts to the original.
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07/11/2007 03:46:59 |
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The little dragon, still upright, rolls a rising note. Its tone rather resembles, "Who,
me?"
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07/11/2007 03:47:40 |
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That draws a laugh out of Pasht. "Sly one!"
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07/11/2007 03:48:30 |
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He bobs his head vigorously and sounds an unmistakable "Yes!"
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07/11/2007 03:53:41 |
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Acting, yay!
Penny scrambles for front and center. "Eh, I do the Buffy thing, only not all tiny
cheerleader prep. I am so much cooler."
It's atrocious. Penny is unsuccessful in imitating tone of voice, posture, mannerisms, or
even wording. She is the drama world's equivalent of William Hung.
"I go to bars and drink alone. My boyfriend is totally about to break up with me over it.
Also, I don't have a job, right? So I'm poor. So, inn-owning boytoy to pay the bills?"
Missy takes advantage of her illusions to physically cover her ears, while visually
seeming to take no particular notice. Her happy smile towards Penny doesn't become real
until the farce is over.
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07/11/2007 04:03:56 |
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Cate looks as sullen as ever, but she's still willing to take a turn.
"I'm a whiny pussy named Jaina. I got powers, right, so I bitch about 'em instead of
using 'em for my own damn good. It's a wonder I ever got laid in the first place. Why am
I not on Prozac?"
Not a particularly adept performance, but she might just have a accurate assessment of
her subject's personality.
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07/11/2007 04:05:05 |
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Applause! "Oh, that's her, eh. Brava!"
Never let it be said that Penny has any taste in affairs dramatic. No, really, nobody
ever say that.
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07/11/2007 04:24:38 |
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*befuddled* Being angry at Ree makes sense; it's her usual botch of a schedule that keeps
her away. But... isn't Jaina in the same boat as we are, being ignored?
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07/11/2007 04:26:50 |
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Holy shit it's a girl's-night-crasher GET IN THE CAR!
"You know her," Pasht assumes aloud, seemingly past her shock. "Your garish hair tells
you away."
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07/11/2007 04:28:01 |
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"HEY!"
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07/11/2007 04:30:00 |
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"As though your hair were not simply another false seeming!" But Pasht doesn't sound as
sure as her words might suggest.
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07/11/2007 04:28:38 |
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"HEY!"
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07/11/2007 04:34:31 |
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Pashtie-pie is getting over-shocked tonight. Too bad it's Cate that would enjoy
that.
"Do you inform me, then, that you are not her cohort? Your bright coif is like hers, and
your pallor indicates a like occupation. Or is yours merely a pastime?"
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07/11/2007 04:37:21 |
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This response looks familiar, too: She blushes. Profusely.
"Shorty, you got the wrong girl." But she's lying through her teeth, and silently cursing
herself out for not carrying stakes anymore. Because if it asks about vampire hunters,
and it talks with a slight lisp, and hell, was offered blood earlier, well!
"Behave, girls. No deaths on the premises," Missy lightly admonishes, but she quite means
it.
The fae interposes herself between vampire and hunter on the pretence of doling out
drinks. "Kahlua all around, unless you" -- she glances at Pasht -- "still wanted that
tequila. Can either of you point me to the top hat girl? The other kahlua?"
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07/11/2007 04:44:28 |
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"Right here!" 'Geist has coffee-dar. It is among her lesser-known superpowers, right
behind withstanding the taste of mint extract and breathing while ensconced in a corset.
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07/11/2007 04:48:25 |
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Pasht yawns. It looks fake. "This will be fine for now, thank you. Perhaps later."
She takes her drink and wanders off. No use continuing questioning with if a green
do-gooder has an intervention hard-on.
Missy's visual illusions can't hide her audible sigh of relief. Despite her human
disguise, she's just a little pixie and a lot of ethereal appearance. If a fight would
break out, she would be at risk of being swatted aside and injured.
Tonight it worked out. What about next time?
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07/11/2007 04:52:33 |
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"...Hey!" Oh, he's on the eight-ball, this one. Suuure.
"I dig your look, mister." She speaks with a loyalty shared between an
oddity and its near match.
She proffers a glass, having surmised (most likely correctly) that the kahlua will go
over well with this crowd. "Kahlua, or can I get you something else? You do have the look
of an absinth man. I can't quite put my finger on it."
Mai, being fae herself, has an inkling of Missy's true state. This knowledge leads the
pooka to giggle uncontrollably until Djew sputters out her nose.
The spray does not stop the giggling. It does leave its mark on her current comic,
though.
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07/11/2007 05:03:10 |
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Aye, she gets ignored, but when Ree comes 'round again, who gets the first post? Jaina.
When Ree's only writing one character, who's that girl? Jaina. First character journal?
Jaina. Most scenes and story snippets? Jaina. Protaganist of an abandoned
novel-in-progress? Just Jaina. Twitter account? Jaina's the only one.
This once, we're like to leave her out -- not to be cruel, mind, but to put a touch of
balance in the scales.
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07/11/2007 05:09:26 |
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"That and to save some Djew for the rest of us." 'Geist is happily alternating between a
tumbler of kahlua and and a tin of Djew. Sleep? What's that for?
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