A-questing we will go

[thalassino]

Characters: Carol and all of you people
Location: In front of the castle that was once the Station Master's house
Time: Afternoon!
Style: Up to you lovely people!
Status: OPEN; threadjack and spam at will. Carol will be fluttering around reluctantly.

[If any Vatheonite takes the time today to take a look around the castle, they will find a very, very grumpy fairy godmother fluttering around.

Look, it's Carol, in full-costume and fluttering her wings and looking very sour indeed.]

Play along, he says. Grant wishes, he says. Ugh!

[She looks like she might snap that wand, oops. But she's also fluttering next to a crude, poorly done sign that says Quests for heroes!

...Maybe she'll give you a quest if you go talk to her?


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ooc: let's get some questing going, Vatheonites! No fairy tale is complete without a plot, right? If you have a quest in mind, you're welcome to use this log to play it out and get people in on it; just mark the subject line Title of quest | Location | Open/Closed. If you don't have an idea for a quest or would like to talk to Carol, that's perfectly fine too; just mark those threads with Castle to indicate where your characters are! She'll only be sticking around the castle, so she won't be going on any quests with you guys.]

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[bethehugejerk]

Hell, you're right.

[Excuse him while he buries his face.]

[420]

[YES. HE IS A GENIUS. G N I U S.

Ambling over, he reaches up to pat Karkat on the back, careful of his wings.]

It's chill, bro. Could all be worse.

[bethehugejerk]

[There's an E in that word, Gamzee.]

[The back pat doesn't help much, earning only a sulky look his way.]

Worse how?

[420]

[WELL MAYBE IT IS SILENT.

He smiles a little, patting him again.]

Could be Equius.

[Sorry, matesprit. He loves you, but he knows Karkat's feelings on the matter.]

[bethehugejerk]

UGH!

[Most disgusted look ever at that little suggestion.]

Remind me to never ask you that question again, ever.

[420]

[Yep, he can't help it, he's just gonna collapse in a fit of mirth, swaying a little on his hooves. Karkat's face had been hilarious.]

[bethehugejerk]

Shut up, Gamzee! You shut your bleat gash or I swear I will magic you into something dumber than what you already are!

[420]

[Gamzee tries. He goes as far as to clamp his hand down around his snout but the only thing that does is make his bleated laughter sound more like pig snorts as it tries to make itself known anyway.]

[bethehugejerk]

That's it!

[He raises his wand, and... What's dumber than a weird goat creature? After only a short pause he decides well enough, and waves his wand.]

[What's more ridiculous is when that goat thing is in a dress.]

[420]

[No, what is truly the most ridiculous thing is that weird goat thing jumping in surprise at the sudden dress, his legs locking up in the process and him tipping backwards, his arms cartwheeling uselessly.]

Woah.

[bethehugejerk]

[Karkat stands blinking for a good few seconds.]

That is the dumbest way to fall I have ever seen anyone do. Are your legs defective?

[420]

[He just lays there, his legs sticking out ramrod straight from underneath his lovely sparkly ballgown.]

Naw, just all sometimes the motherfuckers done get to turning into sticks. It's cool.

[bethehugejerk]

Uhuh. I would pretend that makes any kind of sense at all, but this week has long since given up on the concept.

[He rolls his eyes, then strolls over and holds out a hand.]

Need any help up?

[420]

[Gamzee grabs his hand, letting Karkat pull him to his hooves. His legs are a little stiff still but they'll hold him, which gives him the chance to check out his snazzy ball gown.]

Fuck. Hahah, look at that motherfucker sparkle.

[bethehugejerk]

[Once Gamzee's up, he backs away a couple paces, and just... eyes him. Leave it to him to react that way.]

If there is one thing I can't, run out of this week, it's sparkles. I would give them to you if I could because I got sick of it five seconds after the curse started.