this place is full of bugs

[lyrewings]

Who: Butterfly and everyone who wants to get trolled by a bug
When: Afternoon
Where: The Plaza, near the coral
Style: like a crazy Broadway nightmare
Status: Open

[In the middle of the Plaza, near the coral, there's a small, purple butterfly with sodden wings. He's crouched close to the stones, his wings laying flat and useless on either side of his body, but he's largely unconcerned with his plight. It's warm here, and bright, and his wings will dry out soon enough. He's far enough away from the center of things that no one has noticed him yet, and once his wings are a little drier and not so heavy, he'll crawl up the side of the coral and get out of the way of hurrying feet and the possible range of any roving cats. In the meantime, though, he'll stay where he is, feeling the sun warm his wings and lighten them, and if anyone passes close enough or bends down towards him, they'll hear him singing, softly and quietly, to himself.]

What's this? What's this?
There's color everywhere!
What's this? What's this?
There's white things in the air...

[His wings shiver, and he laughs, a light, tinkling sound, and starts climbing the coral.]

Who am I?
Two four six oh one!

Comments

[needsmoregreen]

[Meanwhile, Bianca is kind of new to Vatheon and is currently trying to figure out how to get a place to stay. How in the world does this coral thing work? As she was looking for a map, she hears a voice. She turned around but there was no one there.]

...Am I hearing things? [She mumbled to herself before walking toward the source of the sound. Hm...]

[lyrewings]

[Guess whose wings are dry enough now that he can fly again? Awwww yeah. Just gonna flutter over to this new person and land on her hat.]

Crawling in my skin,
These wounds, they will not heal...

[needsmoregreen]

[...It's a talking butterfly....

What?

But either way...]

Eh? Are you hurt, sir? Maybe we can get you to a clinic!

[lyrewings]

[The main word in that was "crawling" and not "wounds," and Butterfly flaps into the air, taking a few laps around her head before settling onto her shoulder.]

I'm walking on sunshine, whoooah,
I'm walking on sunshine!

[rebull]

[A week before he probably would have been too in his own way to have noticed, and by that I mean completely wasted. But now he's in much lighter spirits, and the soft voice is pleasant to his sensitive hearing. A small smile as he diverts his attention to the small insect and smiles, realizing that why yes! This flutterbeast is certainly singing, isn't he?]

I can't say, maybe a few more verses and I might be able to take a guess?

[lyrewings]

[Butterfly takes one glance over towards the voice... and promptly freaks out. His wings, not quite dry yet, flutter rapidly and he bobs away, dipping and lurching drunkenly through the air.]

Red Bull! It gives you wings! Red Bull! It gives you wings!

[rebull]

[The freaking out is new. He's not used to an animal of all things acting that way around him, and he steps back, hands up defensively.]

Uh, I'm sorry?

[warrior_king]

[Regularly visiting the Coral to replenish himself was a must for Gorthan, at least until he found a reliable way to absorb emotional energy without garnering unnecessary enemies as a result.

The space conqueror is done for today and about to walk back to his apartment, when the soft voice in the air catches his attention.]

Song. ... But who...?

[He looks around for the source of the sound, to no avail.]

[lyrewings]

[Butterfly bats his wings engagingly at the brightly colored giant.]

I've lived a life that's full,
I've traveled each and every highway,
And more, much more than this, I did it my way

[warrior_king]

[The villainous duck blinks, surprised as he finally identifies who is singing.]

An insect? ... But how? How can it be?

[Seriously. He's studied biology extensively. What is this.]

[yellowglasses]

[Chie had just finished eating at yet another one of Vatheon's restaurants, it was her goal to try every one, after all! She decided to pass through the plaza and touch the coral for some energy like she did everyday after training, but something different happened today.

She had turned to leave, but there was...singing? Chie looked around her, speaking quietly to herself.]

Where is that coming from..?

[lyrewings]

[Butterfly's wings are dry enough to fly by now, and he flutters over and alights on her shoulder.]

The hills are alive,
With the sound of music...

[yellowglasses]

[She stared at the butterfly without a word for a moment or two. This was the first she'd seen in Vatheon, maybe this was a good thing. Butterflies represented joy and longevity after all! But was...it the one that talked? Or was that just silly sounding to even think?]

Is that so?

[420]

Woah.

[Gamzee stares at the bug kind of wide-eyed, sleepy-smiling. He doesn't freak though. Fuckin' magic singing bugs are nothing to freak out about. Gamzee knows what is at work here. Gotta be magic, you see. Magic everywhere in this bitch.]

[lyrewings]

[Hey, this giant has horns! Two horns, not one, and they're the wrong color, but close enough. Butterfly isn't picky. He flaps over and alights on the tip of one of the giant's horns.]

You're the one that I want!
Oooh, oooh, ooh, honey!
The one that I want!
Oooh, ooh, ooh!
The one I need!
Oh yes indeed!

[420]

[Gamzee blinks, trying to tip his head backwards to look at the butterfly.]

You done been looking for me?

[messianic]

[Minato is kind of drawn towards butterflies. They're kind of a Big Deal for symbolism and he's aware of that.

But he hears the singing first--

And then when he tilts his head, looking for it, he sees the butterfly.

...A singing butterfly.

Philemon eat your heart out.]

...Two four six oh one?

[lyrewings]

[Awww yeah! Someone singing back! ... sort of.]

[Close enough! Butterfly flaps over and lands on the giant's blue hair. Yes, nice blue hair, such a pretty shade.]

Who am I?
I'm Jean Valjean!

[messianic]

[.....oh. There is now a butterfly on his head--he just is careful to stay very still.

Jean Valjean...]

Is that really who you are?

[:|a It sounds familiar, almost like he should've read a book on it in literature class if he wasn't so busy sleeping through it--]

[undie_boss]

[ Eikichi's just minding his own business when he spots Butterfly. Well, a purple or blue butterfly means only one thing in his world: Philemon, one of the douchebags that seem to exist between consciousness (or something).

He frowns at the butterfly ]

Okay, Philemon. I'm tired of your shit. Get lost.

oh god yes, this is going to be so, so beautiful

[lyrewings]

[Gosh, RUDE! Butterfly flaps his wings in agitation at the stranger and then flies around his head.]

I'm a big deal, you should kneel, and crawl when you approach me,
I've got big bucks, big cars, I'm bigger than all the universe and its stars,
I could buy your life, whatever it costs,
Name your price, give me what I need then get lost

oh it so is.

[undie_boss]

[ Eikichi frowns sharply at the butterfly. There's no way he's gonna deal with Philemon or the Chaos again. Uh uh. Hell no. ]

I really don't have time for your damn riddles right now!

[ he tries to swat the butterfly away. ]

[nos_servabit]

[Jacob is just walking along then he sees the butterfly and approaches with a smile, totally not showing surprise at all that it is singing.]

Hello. You're new, aren't you?

somewhere along the line, Butterfly went to a middle school basketball game and heard cheerleaders

[lyrewings]

[Hey, this guy looks friendly. Butterfly flaps over and lands on his shirt. Mmmmm, he smells like salt.]

Hi! How are you?
We'd like to say hello!
H-E-L-L-O!

We have no doubt that this happened. No doubt at all.

[nos_servabit]

Oh, hello to you too.

[His smile widens as he looks down at the insect, being careful not to make any sudden movements.]

Welcome to Vatheon.