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vatheon2012-11-12 05:55 pm
toheirishuman) wrote in vatheon2012-11-12 05:55 pm
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002 - feeling a little down in the ducks-- i mean dumps. down in the dumps.
Who: John Egbert, Casey the salamander, and you
Where: The park
When: Early afternoon to evening, whenever you feel like chatting
Style: Starting action but I'll match
Status: Open!
[Anyone who just so happens to be taking a stroll through the park today just may catch sight of a boy dressed in blue sitting on the edge of the pond. Next to him sits a yellow salamander dressed in a black cowl with a purple-striped scarf, though it's quite a bit bigger than your average salamander and it is...quite literally seated next to the boy. Clearly this is not your typical salamander, but the boy doesn't seem at all perturbed by this. In the boy's lap rests a bag with at least half of a loaf of sandwich bread inside. Occasionally, he takes a slice out and rips it up into tiny pieces, tossing them into the water.]
[Just skipping work to feed the ducks, apparently. Real productive use of his time here.]
[At one point, he holds out a handful of bread chunks to the salamander.]
Here, you can throw a few too.
[The salamander looks at the bread, "glubs," picks up a few of the piece, and........attempts to eat them herself.]
Ack! No, Casey don't eat it! Throw it! Fuck you'd better not get sick from this...
[And isn't it just a little bit sad that this is the high point of John's day at the park?]
Where: The park
When: Early afternoon to evening, whenever you feel like chatting
Style: Starting action but I'll match
Status: Open!
[Anyone who just so happens to be taking a stroll through the park today just may catch sight of a boy dressed in blue sitting on the edge of the pond. Next to him sits a yellow salamander dressed in a black cowl with a purple-striped scarf, though it's quite a bit bigger than your average salamander and it is...quite literally seated next to the boy. Clearly this is not your typical salamander, but the boy doesn't seem at all perturbed by this. In the boy's lap rests a bag with at least half of a loaf of sandwich bread inside. Occasionally, he takes a slice out and rips it up into tiny pieces, tossing them into the water.]
[Just skipping work to feed the ducks, apparently. Real productive use of his time here.]
[At one point, he holds out a handful of bread chunks to the salamander.]
Here, you can throw a few too.
[The salamander looks at the bread, "glubs," picks up a few of the piece, and........attempts to eat them herself.]
Ack! No, Casey don't eat it! Throw it! Fuck you'd better not get sick from this...
[And isn't it just a little bit sad that this is the high point of John's day at the park?]
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[Close enough.]
Don't call me that, either. You're not Nepeta; you have no excuse.
But I wound up staying at Dualscar's place with the Signless, the Psiioniic, Eridan, Nepeta, and Sollux. Not as cramped as it could have been when half of us were animals of small size, but it at least kept us around people with thumbs. It was fine, I guess? I was a cat. Barring annoying and frustrating instincts, and Gamzee's visit, it wasn't that bad.