In the center of a bustling city stands its crown jewels, a trio of grand, enormous pavilions. Within the facade of this old palace churns a city all its own, bodies chattering and exploring and roving about in search of the exotic and new and awe-inspiring. After all, no place could be better, for here, in the form of these stalls and displays for this fair, is where the worlds have chosen to convene. On the convention floor, they hawk their creeds, their products, their livelihoods, all competing for the attention of attendees as diverse as they are. But who is this 'they'? Why, anyone, from anywhere at all. From friendly small businesses to ominous corporations, from rebellions trying to gain ground to dying regimes attempting to rekindle their glory, from scientists and scholars to artists and storytellers. If an attendee can think of it, it could very well be here. Who knows what you'll find?
- Current Time: Noon/Early Afternoon (Day 2)
- Current Weather: Clear
Hello, Writer's Block, and welcome to the latest installment of the Character Development Threads! These shared story exercises give you the opportunity to develop your characters, practice writing, and have fun alongside your fellow writers, no signups, profiles, or GM approval necessary. Want to join? If the thread's gotten long, there's no need to fear Archive Panic- just head on over to our discussion thread
and say so, and we'll give you a recap of what's going on and good spots for working your characters into the thread; how you choose to do this is up to you. A little communication in endeavors such as these can go a long way towards having fun, helping others, getting that kink in your character worked out, getting your characters out of their comfort zone, or whatever you're here for, so if you ever have any questions or concerns, please don't hesitate to ask. We're all for helping each other out.
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In this thread, as the introduction and name suggests, your characters will be coming to a convention, a gathering open to the various and sundry worlds of our stories, whether as attendees hoping to see something cool... or as parts of the exhibition themselves. Yes, you, the writer, will be shaping not just the cast and plots, but the setting as well in the form of stalls and exhibits. Note that this necessitates that we keep a few small things in mind to keep things running smoothly.
- Our standards of location for this thread are intentionally vague to allow ourselves the freedom to make up stalls on the fly as our plots demand, as well as to account for the fact that wandering around between stalls and chatting with your friends is as much a part of the convention experience as the stalls themselves. For the sake of keeping track of people, in lieu of standard location tags in the vein of [Market Hall], we recommend that you also append the names of the characters you're with.
- Though you're welcome to bring a piece of home in the form of a stall and control the characters running it, you're also welcome to bring a stall that exists solely as a plot device without ever mentioning it again. The basic rules to keep in mind are to write a stall as long as it takes to fulfill its raison d'être, whether that's to develop a faction or similar in your work or to keep the plot moving along, and that stalls can be anything. More specific info can be found on the trope page linked above.
- If you find yourself unexpectedly busy in other endeavors after entering the thread, there are easy ways to back out, whether you're writing for attendees or stalls. Attendees can step out into the covered walkways connecting the convention buildings or the adjacent courtyard for some fresh air and relief from the constant noise of the crowds, while stalls can suddenly become flooded with enough nameless background characters to render the stall too busy to reply to any troper characters that were interacting with it at the time.
With all that out of the way, we cordially invite you to stay and experience the Character Worlds' Fair! Onwards!
(Credit for this post and much of the work on the thread belongs to Crystal Glacia).
Fair has now concluded.
edited 31st Mar '15 2:06:36 AM by nrjxll
[Showcase Hall - Martian Dynamics -> Market Hall]
Rey nodded. "Numbers sound good. And believe me, I've got the time. I'm gonna need to check in with the Theos before I can sign for anything anyway."
She brushed dust off her coat. "So then - I think I'll be heading out for the moment. See you in a couple hours, Dimitri."
With that, she turned and walked back into the fair. After wandering through the crowds for several moments, she made her way across the courtyard and into the weirdly-labeled "Market" hall. To her it looked a bit too formal for that, but maybe humans used the word differently.
She settled back against the side of a currently-closed stall and observed the place, looking for anything interesting.
[Market Hall - ABC Booth]
The alien inclined its head to Nick politely.
"Hey there," it said in a pleasant male tenor - though one that was underlain with a curious echoing buzz. "Name's Kel Yuzgalan. Sorry, that's Lieutenant Colonel Kel Yuzgalan, with Agavhi Militarized Security. You don't have to worry, though, I'm off duty. Just thought I'd come here and check out the sights."
He indicated the booth with one silver-gauntleted hand. "So, you're in cybernetics?"
Mad Scientist Wannabe
[ABC Booth]
The alien's surprisingly casual manner put him Nick at a much more relaxed state. (Though some would say a huge alien talking in such a way would be much more disarming. Still, Nick was glad he at least sounded friendly.)
"Oh, absolutely! We're a leading name in the field!" He saluted in spite of himself. The lieutenant had a figure that demanded respect.
Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
[Entertainment Hall - Rufus's Stall]
"Well. I can't say it's the most accurate rendition I've heard lately, but I have to give you an A for effort!" Hvpvdqia said, giving Rufus a thumbs-up.
"So, uh... is this the part where I pay you?" she said, looking a bit more uncertain, "what kinds of payment are you interested in? Credit? Gold? Beads?"
[Cloud Gate Hotel WA Suite - Alice, Ila]
"Ah, a good point," Ila said, "generally, since it acts as a forcefield, the anvil should just bounce off the shell. Of course, if the mage is flying in a plane, and merely pushes the anvil out of an open hatch, there may not be any latent magical signature, and it may not be blocked. The field tries to block anything with magically-imparted energy in the most efficient way, so objects with a horizontal trajectory will be stopped, while things falling from above usually need to bounce or slide off until they're stable. This works even if they gain additional energy non-magically, such as a rocket that's ignited with magic, for example."
"The counter you really need to watch out for is them removing the floor beneath you," she said, pointing to the ground beneath the stick-figure, "mostly a concern with the personal version, but since the floor is falling out of the shell, the field can't really do anything to help. That's why it's always recommended to have an anti-grav pack on, to maintain full mobility," Ila said.
"Most other counters we've seen before involve magically-set traps, or other things that might be created with magic, but use mundane or technological means to do damage. If they were set more than a couple weeks ago, and do not have any additional magical energy, they may not be detected. Oh, and breaking a dam to flood the area would work too, as the dam would have a magical signature, but the water is moving by gravity alone. Normal precautions, such as powered armor, mini-mechas, or an additional personal forcefield are always recommended."
edited 12th Oct '14 9:17:39 PM by Sonzai
Danger: Intense gravimetric distortions nearby. Please reverse the polarity on your deflectors now.
[Entertainment Hall ~ Rufus's Stall]
Rufus allowed himself a slight sigh of relief, then carefully raised his feet one at a time, drawing his hands out from underneath. They were just about ready to be covered in syrup and served with eggs and bacon.
"Ow..." he murmured, shaking his hands in the air a bit while he addressed Hvpvdqia's question. "Uh... lets say, whatever you've got that's the easiest to measure." In truth, she was the first one to ask him his preferences on any part of the stall. His few other visitors had simply asked him to do something, regardless of how much he enjoyed doing it, and then payed him whatever they thought was fair, regardless of whether it was worth anything at all. In fact, just a short while earlier, a man left him a piece of paper as his payment. From his appearance, Rufus had hoped that the man would be the kind of scientific type who would have an express interest in observing Rufus's condition. But all the man asked was for Rufus to dance, providing no music or beat whatsoever. When the pain had subsided, Rufus was still hopeful that the man was writing some kind of a check on his piece of paper, but it turned out to be nothing but a few scribbled words of advice, less useful than a fortune cookie: Take heart in the future. Whatever it may be, it is better than your present.
Thinking back, that man had been a bit of an ass.
the color today
Market Hall - Youkai Showcase —> Food Court (Nioba, Lihiri, Adelphos, Mahiro, Nagako, Iris)
Lihiri felt a twinge of professional jealousy at Adelphos' rapid healing. "My viruses could have done that just as quickly," she muttered.
Nioba finished putting the scrolls back. "Let's go." She offered a respectful bow to the proprietor and took Lihiri's arm, leading her away.
"Good-bye!" Lihiri called out cheerfully as they departed. "Sorry we caused so much trouble!"
"We didn't actually do anything!" Nioba protested.
"Oh. Right. Force of habit."
Nioba sighed. "I think I see a food court up ahead."
"FOOD COURT!"
"Exactly."
Lihiri's eyes virtually lit up as they approached. Many Zinji were fascinated by food, and here it could be found in almost every conceivable permutation. Dozens of different worlds' cuisines were represented here, with everything from medieval fare to alien rations. There was even a cart that advertised itself as CMOT Dibbler's and offered sausages in buns.
After much perusing, Lihiri settled on a greasy slab of beef and cheese in a bun - the vendor had called it a cheeseburger - with a side of even greasier fried potato strips. Nioba herself, being far less trustful of unfamiliar cuisine than her companion, ultimately chose a simple dish of strips of beef over a bed of plain white rice. For drinks, Lihiri chose a small bottle of milk, while Nioba selected a plastic bottle of water with the emblem of a golden fish on it.
"Where do you want to sit?" Nioba asked.
Lihiri scanned the tables, her gaze resting on a distant table. A pair of young, dark-skinned humanoids sat nearby. "There, I think. I like having someone to talk to, and you don't talk when you eat." She walked over.
Nioba followed, albeit hesitantly. "What if they don't feel like talking either?"
By now, it should be clear to all except the most dense of us that sheep are secretly conspiring to kill us all and steal our pants.
[Entertainment Hall - Rufus's Stall]
"Hmm... easiest to measure?" Hvpvdqia said, thinking for a few seconds. "I do have this rainbow," she said, reaching her arms up vertically, palms together, before moving her arms down simultaneously to her sides, fully outstretched and palms upright. Surprisingly enough, as she moved her hands apart, a solid rainbow appeared between them, growing to a semicircular arc from her left to right hands.
She then grabbed the rainbow with her right hand, and handed it to Rufus, holding from the right edge. "Here: exactly one rainbow," she said, "oh, and it's measurements are: 2.7 meters long, 15 centimeters wide, 1 centimeter thick, and it has an infinite number of colors - if those are the measurements you're looking for." It weighs practically nothing, and is solid, although quite fragile, as dropping it would likely cause it to shatter.
Danger: Intense gravimetric distortions nearby. Please reverse the polarity on your deflectors now.
[Entertainment Hall ~ Rufus's Stall]
The lower part of Rufus's lengthy mouth creaked slightly open, like an old iron gate that wouldn't keep shut without a chain. It took him a few seconds to shut it again; quite an achievement in the presence of the least-expected rainbow that he had ever had the pleasure of witnessing unfold right before his eyes. It was so dazzling that he almost wanted to accept it with no questions asked, but at some point he had to make it clear what he was actually looking for.
"Ahhh... uhhh...." he said in the place of, "thank you," as he took the miniature rainbow, which was surprisingly take-able. He gazed at it, balancing it carefully and trying not to pinch between the two sides of it's extremely thin width. "Uh... well, you see, I was- um, I was kind of talking about- or, what I meant to say was that I'm looking for a, uh, y'know, a recognized currency. Don't get me wrong, I really like this rainbow of yours, but I don't think I'll be able to trade it for, say, a sandwich. Catch my drift? I mean, if you think that, specifically, this rainbow is what my performance was worth, then I guess that's that. But you were asking me about what I preferred and so..." He shrugged.
edited 13th Oct '14 12:44:04 AM by Ryuhza
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Drummer Boy
[Entertainment Hall —> Market Hall (Akira, Jonathan, Seilaan)]
"Oh! So it's just like a pictobox." Seilaan would have asked to take a closer look at it, but Jonathan was already walking away from them, and very quickly, she thought.
"Where are you going?" she called out after him.
"Let's check out Market Hall! Get a souvenir for Cy, maybe!"
She was going to yell something about how if they bought anything now they'd have to carry it for the rest of the day, but he was already out of earshot. Curse his long legs. And she didn't feel like going after him. No, make him wait. That'd annoy him. Served him right for going ahead without them. She reached inside her voluminous sleeve and pulled out a small red coin purse, which she snapped open to check its contents. What kind of currency did they even accept here?
The last battle's curtains will open on stage!
[Entertainment Hall - Rufus's Stall]
"Wait. So you're saying you don't use rainbows as currency?" Hvpvdqia said with a suspicious look, "how odd..."
"I don't think I have much of anything else on me," she said, "as far as currency or sandwiches. No pockets, you see."
"However! I do have a friend who has some currency, and could probably buy you a sandwich as well," she said, sounding enthusiastic again, "I'll call him right away!"
She held up her right hand, as what looked like a smartphone materialized in it, which she then pressed a few buttons on, and held up to her ear. "Hey Zhi! I could use some help over here!" she said into the phone, "you can be here in five minutes? Great! Bye!"
"He said he'll be here in five minutes!" Hvpvdqia said to Rufus, the phone dematerializing, "so, what do you want to do while we wait?"
Truth be told, I'm probably having way too much fun writing for Hvpvdqia. Hopefully she's not too hard to reply to. :P
Danger: Intense gravimetric distortions nearby. Please reverse the polarity on your deflectors now.
[Entertainment Hall ~ Rufus's Stall]
Before Rufus could object to Hvpvdqia's swift and highly unnecessary solution, she had already whipped out her phone. He wanted to tell her that he had only been speaking in hypothetical terms, and that if she didn't have money money on her then he'd just take the rainbow (though a part of him was looking for an excuse to keep it besides, despite that he didn't know what he'd do with it), and that her friend really didn't need to bother himself with what amounted to a minor—what some might regard (with contempt) as being petty or selfish—inconvenience. But before he could even figure out how to begin to phrase any of that without coming off as someone who was trying to discreetly remove someone else from his presence in the quickest of manners—which he absolutely wasn't—Hvpvdqia had finished her call.
Rufus sat silently for a moment, still carrying the rainbow and looking rather helpless. "Uh, that probably wasn't exactly y'know necessary, but.. eh..." he murmured something about, "done's done," and glanced away for second or two. "I was going to go about business as usual, but that- y'know, business, ain't exactly booming, so..." he paused for another second, his eyes searching for something to talk about, eventually, inevitably, taking focus on the rather large mystery cradled in his hands.
"So... where do they use rainbows as currency?"
the color today
[Market Hall - ABC Booth]
At the sight of the salute, Kel made a noise in his throat that approximately a chuckle. "No need for that," he told Nick. "I may not mind it as much as Rey - uh, Colonel Agavhi - would, but really. He wondered if it was something about the armor that provoked the reaction; if so it would be one more reason for him to miss the old suit.
"I've never heard of your company," he continued, "but under the circumstances I suppose that only makes sense. What d'you specialize in, if anything?"
He was curious how the implants of another reality would compare to those he was more familiar with.
Mad Scientist Wannabe
[ABC booth]
"Well, it's mostly limb replacements right now, lots of that work comes from discoveries in bio-electric fields. The reason my head was able to be replaced was because a human brain is strong enough to work a screen like this and keep the body alive."
"Oh, and we're also," Nick was enjoying showing this slide now, "dabbling in artificial humans using this same tech."
Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
[Food Court - Nioba, Lihiri, Solin, Nore]
Nore smiled the moment Nioba and Lihiri arrived. "Oh, hello," she said, gently bringing her fist to her chest by way of greeting. "How nice of you to join us! Nore ul'Alitoth, and this fellow here," she motioned to Solin, who returned the same salute, "is Solin ul'Oriyith" As Solin returned to his tempura, Nore continued, "we're here from Uel, getting to know the other worlds, making new friends, maybe discovering new things. The usual. Plus to have some fun. You?"
[Cloud Gate Hotel WA Suite - Alice, Ila]
Alice whistled approvingly as Ila cut off her next questions — and added a few she hadn't thought of. "You guys have really run the numbers, ain't you?" She bit her lip and, not thinking of any other good questions, said, "alrighty. So, what're the prices for the personal, local, and site models? We might have a use for one of the bigguns in particular, if the price is right."
edited 14th Oct '14 8:34:51 PM by KillerClowns
[Market Hall — Youkai Showcase]
Marion's gaze flitted to the former disturbers for a moment. Then she turned back to Mahiro. "Yes," she said. "Let's." Her voice was just a little strained; she didn't like to be kept waiting, even though it wasn't Mahiro's fault in the slightest.
After a moment, she added, "And what was up with the head thing?" She pointed at her neck and flicked a finger upward.
[Showcase Hall — Drs. Tsaadlo and Whittaker]
"Well..." Richard tugged at one of his frills. "They are kind of similar, modifying the body, except not really. It's... complicated. See, the thing with healing magic is that it positively, absolutely has to be completely right, or else you'll get complications as the body tries to 'fix' it. That's hard enough, but then you take into account the generally small scales healing works at, and it gets a lot harder. And that's before the fact that you also have to make it correctly for the host body."
He tugged at a frill again. "With transfiguration, you can... take shortcuts, I guess. Fudge a bit. You never need it to stand up under a microscope or something like that, so you don't make it. Why bother making something a hundred percent accurate if ten percent accurate is good enough? But healing's not like that. You do need it a hundred percent accurate, and everybody's different. Transfiguration is kind of one-size-fits-all, but healing's not, so we can't do it as efficiently."
"Translation," said Myles. (Richard jabbed him lightly in the ribs.) "They work on similar principles, but healing is far more complex."
[Entertainment Hall]
Akira blinked.
"He's fast." he said, before looking at Seliaan, "Uh...don't you think we should try to keep up with him? You know, just so he won't think we got lost or something?"
Though it seemed like she wasn't in any hurry to try to catch up with him. Still, this seemed like a huge place, and if no one had a map, they could get lost very easily.
[Entertainment Hall - Rufus's Stall]
"I have no idea - but I bet it's a really fun place!" Hvpvdqia said, "why, what kinds of things do they use where you're from?"
"Sandwiches?"
[Cloud Gate Hotel WA Suite - Alice, Ila]
"We do have some experience selling these and many other devices across the multiverse," Ila said, "even if we don't manufacture them."
"And, yes - the price," Ila said, "I believe I will have to contact my employer, as one does not just sell advanced technology like this without a full risk and cost-benefit analysis. It shouldn't take more than a few minutes."
She then pulled out of thin air a small transparent holographic tablet-like device. "Oh, but before I send off the request, is there anything you'd like to declare, or anything specifically you might want to offer as payment? This is just to set up a business relationship - we're not yet determining any specific purchase contracts."
Danger: Intense gravimetric distortions nearby. Please reverse the polarity on your deflectors now.
[Entertainment Hall ~ Rufus's Stall]
"Oh." was all Rufus said as he raised his eyes to the rainbow in his hands. So she had given him something that was, for all intents and purposes, worthless as currency. Still, that didn't make it any less pretty. And maybe he could find a passing someone to trade it to for something that had a little more... utility.
He lowered his head slightly, regarding Hvpvqdia as he regarded her question. "Uh, ahah, no, not sandwiches. I don't think a sandwich-based economy would work very... at all. No, we- um, we use paper money mostly, with some coins for smaller transactions. At least where I'm from. It differs depending on what part of the world you're in, though mostly that's just value and the way it's all kind of organized. You know, pounds, francs, marks... uh, yen, rupees, that kind of thing. They're just as similar as they are different, if that makes any sense. In my country specifically, we use the US dollar in all it's different amounts." He glanced up at the rainbow again. "It's a little easier to manage than... rainbows. I can't imagine what kind of wallet would suit one of these. And don't even get me started on sandwiches."
the color today
[Market Hall - ABC Booth]
Kel tilted his head, confused. "Wait a minute, are you saying you have an artificial head? That's - why, why would you do that? That's crazy!" He shook his own head. "People put implants in their brains or eyes or whatever; they don't replace the entire head!"
The continuing speech left him even more baffled. "And artificial humans? You do realize that's insanely dangerous, right?"
Sorry about taking a long time for a short post. I kept hoping Glacia would post so I could respond as both characters, since I don't have a great grasp on Kel yet.
Mad Scientist Wannabe
[ABC booth]
"For over a year now. It's given me no problems at all. In fact, I'm glad I got rid of that old thing, this is much more convenient."
"Oh, don't worry, he's being programmed for Three Laws compliance, he'll be perfectly harmless."
Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
Drummer Boy
[Entertainment Hall]
"Tall people are always too fast. You know, because they have such long legs. It just isn't fair. So let's make him wait a little bit." Seilaan snapped her purse shut and it vanished inside her sleeve. "I think he has enough sense to wait for us, at least. There's no rush, really. We've got all day. And vacations are for relaxing, after all. Jonathan and I really, really, really need to relax. Aaaaahhh—" She put her hands on the sides of her head as if trying to hold them together. "Just listening to me is stressing you out, isn't it? I'm sorry. But it's only, what, day two? I'll be fine by the end of the week. Hopefully."
edited 14th Oct '14 12:49:05 PM by SnowyFoxes
The last battle's curtains will open on stage!
Market Hall (Youkai Showcase) (Mahiro, Nagako, Adelphos #1, Marion, Iris)
"My daughter and I are nukekubi. The ability to detach and reattach our heads at will is simply a natural trait of our kind," Mahiro explained, "However, that display was something of an involuntary reaction, a...bad habit, if you will." He shook his head. "Now, where were we...?"
He turned his attention back to the not-dragon's chosen items. "Ah, yes. As I was saying, the necklace was crafted by one of the most well-known jewelers in the Youkai Capital, Airi Yoshida. She's also widely considered to be one of the best. She's known for signing her name on every piece of jewelry she makes. In this particular example, I imagine the signature is on the back of the amulet. As for the bracelet...." He was silent for a moment as he looked over it. "It doesn't bear a strong resemblance to any one artisan's style, but from the precision of the design on it I would likely say it is the handiwork of a tsuchigumo or jorogumo, which are known for their precision in items such as this."
Icon by Civvi the Civilian!
[Cloud Gate Hotel WA Suite - Alice, Ila]
Alice nodded and said, "gold. Platinum if necessary." She banged the suitcase. "I have a fair amount of gold in here. The rest is basically paper credits to exchange for the same, because I can only carry so much." She frowned for a few thoughtful moments. "Or... y'know, you seem like an educated buyer. We've got some Songtech pieces you might be interested in. The power of a species that once ruled all of space, and only fell when they opened up the gates of the Void..."
Provided Ila had no invasion plans, Alice considered selling Songtech a good deal for both sides. To Western Amalgamated, Songtech (aside from the portals) was of little use. They had yet to even begin to work out the fundamental principles behind it. Not only was it advanced, but the Song themselves were, from all evidence, just so obscenely alien. However, Alice did believe it could be extremely valuable to somebody able to work it out. The Song had, at the very least, moved an entire star system out of a galaxy, so who knew what else they were capable of?
edited 14th Oct '14 8:37:39 PM by KillerClowns
Market Hall - Food Court (Nioba, Lihiri, Nore, Solin)
Nioba returned the salute, clapping her right fist to her left shoulder while Lihiri attempted to simultaneously bow and curtsy. "Well met. I am Nioba Agavis, former Liberatrix of the Eighth Circle of Vyzobia. And this is my companion-"
"Lihiri Kinra, Zinj Avatar of Suffering! It's like a-"
"She's a mage," Nioba cut her off. Gods know I'm not the most sociable person, but I can imagine it's probably not a good idea to introduce yourself as a "goddess of disease" in a food court, she thought to herself.
They took their seats and set their trays down. "We came here from the city of Baystone, on the world of Muttra," Nioba explained. "A few days ago, a portal opened up just outside the city and people began talking about a vast market on the other side. We'd just scored a large payday from bringing down a small Kulshe dragon, and Lihiri was curious about what kind of things might be sold here, so we decided to check it out."
"This place is amazing!" Lihiri cut in. "Why, just now, we saw a man named Adelphos get bitten by a small dragon and then recover by drinking a green liquid! And then another man's head flew off!"
Nioba cringed a bit. "You'll have to forgive my companion's enthusiasm. She's a little overstimulated. Although, we actually did see all those things..."
By now, it should be clear to all except the most dense of us that sheep are secretly conspiring to kill us all and steal our pants.
[Market Hall - Youkai Showcase > currently closed stall (Iris, Rey)]
The green-robed madman regenerated his wounds, and the two girls merrily skipped off. Iris turned away, discreetly rolling her eyes at the one girl's reaction to the man using a skill that even children know before they start school, then turned and walked off in search of something else. Mijo quickly went back to business and climbed back onto her shoulder to watch for him, until the two of them vanished into the crowd and the wyvern couldn't make out the green of his robes.
As they moved, Iris thought a couple moments for the right hand signals, then spoke. "Taste first," she signed out, "strike only if they do." He seemed a little disappointed once she started signing, as it meant that he was really in working mode for real. She wanted to add that humans didn't take bites very kindly, but there were no hand signals that could say that and Mijo probably wouldn't understand it anyways.
All yours, Nrj.
"Jack, you have debauched my sloth."
[Entertainment Hall ~ Rufus's Stall]
Rufus shifted his position again, shrugging. "I don't dislike all riddles, but, y'know, there comes a point when you realize that you aren't going to solve it without a being lead straight to the answer with a big trail of bread crumbs, and that robs it of all the fun; all the... y'know satisfaction of figuring it out. Besides, if I were to sit here and list off all of the things that I don't like to do, we'd be here..." he paused for a moment, then shook his head, "just... well, it'd take a while."
He listened carefully to Hvpvdqia's next request, ready to nod and give it a shot at 'handstand', looking a little less certain at 'singing Oh Susana ', and feeling more than a little vexed at 'backwards'. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts for a few moments, pondering over how to approach her request, or whether or not to even attempt it. There was no chance he'd be able to pull it off, in an impressive manner, yet... refusing every challenge he was presented with wouldn't do the lifespan of his stall any good.
After a couple seconds of his eyes silently stirring about in their sockets and his tail whumping against the back edge of the table once or twice, Rufus finally had an answer. He raised his head, shrugged, and said, "All right, I'll give it a shot." He began to climb to his feet, pausing only to add, "But I only remember to chorus."
Shortly after he was standing on the table at his full height—allowing himself a much-needed stretch in the process—Rufus crouched back down, carefully placing his hands beneath his feet; a rather uncomfortable, but bearable position. Then he began to recite words in a confused-sounding tone which vaguely resembled the melody of Oh Susana performing an act that vaguely resembled singing.
"Knee m- my on banjo... with a—oh no, wait—a with Okla- ...Alabama from come I... uh, ah, wh...wh-whoa!" He nearly lost his balance, teetering dangerously backwards towards the tablecloth-covered bench before adjusting the position of his tail and just barely managing to recover without compromising the integrity of his 'hand stand'. "ah... okay, uh, me for cry you don't, fo... Susana, oh!"
Rufus blinked twice, before relaxing a bit (though with his feet still firmly planted on his hands) and flashing Hvpvdqia a toothy and particularly stupid-looking grin.
edited 12th Oct '14 8:33:29 PM by Ryuhza
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