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vatheon2012-08-22 10:35 pm
grandhighblood) wrote in vatheon2012-08-22 10:35 pm
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[ ♑ ] This is not a bath house
who: grand highblood + you
when: afternoon almost evening
where: the lake inside the forest [south-east quadrant]
style: any is fine
status: open
The highblood had spent a good chunk of his time after various events such as Summoner's death, Summoner's return, that scuffle with Darkleer, his own death by Darkleer's hands, just wandering off on his own. He didn't let anyone see him come or leave, and if they did, they obviously didn't bother him enough for him to care. As neglectful as he is of himself on a regular basis, he became even more so during this time and it led up to a point that even the highblood himself couldn't keep letting it go on as such.
It's one thing to look intimidatingly furious and unkept, but it's a whole 'nother thing looking like some kind of homeless feral creature. So to remedy this problem, he saunters on over to the nearest body of water and just slowly submerges himself underwater wearing only the minimal amount of clothing (meaning just his underwear -- yes, the one with his symbol on it). Not that he ever really wore that much to begin with these days, usually forgoing shirts regardless of the time and place. He remains under for a couple of minutes before the large spiraling dark red-to-orange-and-yellow horns slowly rise up through the clear surface, his massive amount of hair floating around him like kelp as it stuck to his hulking body while more of it emerges. It's quite a sight, really.
Talk to him? Try and wash his hair properly instead of how he's just making it worse by not properly shampooing and conditioning? Join him? >;o)
> What will you do?
The highblood had spent a good chunk of his time after various events such as Summoner's death, Summoner's return, that scuffle with Darkleer, his own death by Darkleer's hands, just wandering off on his own. He didn't let anyone see him come or leave, and if they did, they obviously didn't bother him enough for him to care. As neglectful as he is of himself on a regular basis, he became even more so during this time and it led up to a point that even the highblood himself couldn't keep letting it go on as such.
It's one thing to look intimidatingly furious and unkept, but it's a whole 'nother thing looking like some kind of homeless feral creature. So to remedy this problem, he saunters on over to the nearest body of water and just slowly submerges himself underwater wearing only the minimal amount of clothing (meaning just his underwear -- yes, the one with his symbol on it). Not that he ever really wore that much to begin with these days, usually forgoing shirts regardless of the time and place. He remains under for a couple of minutes before the large spiraling dark red-to-orange-and-yellow horns slowly rise up through the clear surface, his massive amount of hair floating around him like kelp as it stuck to his hulking body while more of it emerges. It's quite a sight, really.
Talk to him? Try and wash his hair properly instead of how he's just making it worse by not properly shampooing and conditioning? Join him? >;o)
> What will you do?
music to his ears
"Now, now, motherfucker," he starts in a mocking tone, his voice low but still projecting pretty well in the forest. "Ain't that all just the rudest motherfucking way to up and introduce your PANSY ASS to the Grand Highblood?"
Re: music to his ears
Once-ler just sort of stares, before finally tossing his arms over his head in defence. "Don't eat me."
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"Now where'd you all up and get a motherfucking idea this brother was gonna EAT your skinny little ass? Sure don't LOOK like you're up and worth consuming, heh!"
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Oh drat, a question. Clearly these is only one option available here. Blame the other guy.
"That Darkleer guy. The one with the blue writing? And the little-- oh dang, what was it again... the little D in front? That's the guy."
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"Darkleer?" He looks off to the side in disgust, and practically hisses the name like it's poison on his tongue. "Motherfucker all up and saying some exaggerated motherfucking bullshit about a brother's diet." Then he suddenly turns back to the Once-ler, an exasperated expression on his face.
"Motherfucker doesn't know what the fuck a brother eats! I am a motherfucking picky-ass consumer of the wicked specific tastes, you motherfucking HEAR ME?"
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"Yes, sir, very clear. Sounds like maybe this Darkleer guy is holding some kind of grudge. You know, slandering your name and all."
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He sounds insulted, but continues to ramble on to the little human that he's totally forgotten to try and intimidate to leave him alone. Bringing up Darkleer just made him upset, but when the highblood gets upset, he either culls or chats, and boy is he in a chatty mood!
"Motherfucker can get his wicked slandering on, don't all bother me none no more, at least not in this sad and suffocating shitty fucking bubble."
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"Wait, he killed you? That's not right. You should go to the police."
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It's nice to just chat once in a while. Not many are willing to or provide enough conversation back for him to keep going off on.
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"Great. No police. First no free markets, now no police. We're in some underwater mad-house."
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