If at first you don't succeed...

[helmetdoesnothing]

Who: Mituna Captor and you!
Where: In the village
When: Any time, May 2nd
Status: Open!
Style: Starting prose but will follow what you tag with :3 Feel free to catch him at the end of the narrative, when he's actually on the board, or you can kindly rescue the npc from the irate troll Mituna from the person he crashed in front of.

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The streets of the island village weren't anywhere near smooth enough for effective skateboarding, at least not when your every waking moment was plagued with balance and coordination issues. It was a good thing Mituna had his helmet, because he was taking more spills than usual today yet continuing on in dogged determination.

With how busy it was getting up in the village thanks to the mass evacuation, it couldn't come as a surprise when his next fall sent him sprawling at the feet of whichever unsuspecting person happened to be stood in the way.

What might have drawn more attention wasn't in fact the fall itself, but the fountain of cursing that came immediately after. Sick fires mostly. At least the parts that were actual words.

Comments

[stridercentric]

Call me Bro. Bro Strider. [He shrugs his shoulders again, still grinning.] And you are?

[helmetdoesnothing]

[The grin gets returned, wide and sharp-toothed.]

I'm Mituna Captor. [It's said with an odd kind of pride, as if remember his name is an achievement. Then, he cocks his head slightly.] I thaw another thadeth-human, called Thtrider. ... Dave.

[stridercentric]

[What with Mituna being the first Captor to stumble across Bro's path, there's no sign of recognition when it comes to his last name.]

Oh yeah? You met Dave, huh? He's my little bro. Taught him everything I know.

[helmetdoesnothing]

[Oh, great! He can make a good first impression for Captors everywhere.]

I thaw him in the dream bubbleth.

[And here, once, but not since.]

[stridercentric]

Dream bubbles, huh? That mean you're another one of those SGRUB players?

[Bro hadn't quite made that connection yet because, hey, what are the odds of a teenage troll being involved with that game?]

[helmetdoesnothing]

Yeth. [Pause.] I wath. We got thcratcthed and Meenah killed uth all.

[stridercentric]

Killed? [Well, color him surprised. Not in a good way, either.]

Killed as in... dead only to rise again with awesome hero jammies or dead dead?

[helmetdoesnothing]

Dead dead! [Whoa. Way too cheerful right there.

He's had a long time to get used to the idea. Suddenly being alive upon arriving in Vatheon had thrown him into a fit.]

[stridercentric]

[Wow. Wow, okay. He shuffles his feet in an awkward manner, but once he realizes he's doing that, he stops immediately.]

Uh... My condolences, man.

[helmetdoesnothing]

[He shrugs one shoulder in a faintly jerky twitch.]

It'th ok. We jutht went into the bubbleth inthtead.