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Entry tags:
- !poly,
- dance magic dance,
- fred is up to no good,
- our shenanigans are cheeky and fun,
- this is not how you cope with death,
- what the devil is going on here?,
- ~angua von uberwald,
- ~aradia megido,
- ~claire bennet,
- ~demyx,
- ~donna noble,
- ~ginny weasley,
- ~hanna falk cross,
- ~james crawford,
- ~luca macken,
- ~nathan young,
- ~the tardis
oo1.
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[The faces of the passerby's to the device's lens seem to be reflecting a range from distinct lack of interest to mild amusement to extreme confusion. They also appear to be shielding their heads from something, but from the device's position, it isn't quite clear what.
That is, until the throng clears enough for the device to get a good shot of the fountain - and what appears to be an aquatic apparition thrashing about in the center of it all. Wrapped in one of its many tendrils can be seen a man in slightly tattered clothes, though his most distinct feature is the flaming red hair that might be somewhat familiar to select residents of the City. He is also screaming and flailing against the monster theatrically.]
No! No! Somebody, stop this beast! This is no way for a man to go! No!
[As the creature lifts him to its mouth(?), he confines himself to his fate and shouts to whatever observers have stuck around to watch the events unfold.]
Tell my family - I love them!
[But it's too late for him. The monster slips him into its translucent mouth and he can be seen sliding through the watery entrails - and then sliding right back out through the stomach, depositing him just close enough to get a better view of him. His concentration broken, the monster collapses back to its original position in the fountain, thoroughly soaking the man and the other observers in the process. They look annoyed. He looks...disappointed.]
Bugger. Another flop. [He turns to the device with something of a smile, putting his abundant freckles and soft brown eyes into view.] The stomach's supposed to be more akin to jelly, see? The idea was suspension, not lubrication.
[He sighs and gets to his feet, brushing himself off despite his dripping wet state.]
All in due time. Let's go it again. Come on, Georgie.
[He addresses another, though he is quite noticeably alone, and it's only in this that his voice takes a slightly less chipper tone. All that can be seen is his back and the strange, ethereal movement of the water as he walks back over to the fountain and the device shuts off.]
[ /video ]
[ooc; Fred is officially in the City! :D He hasn't quite figured out the device yet, though he played with it for a good while beforehand because that was curious minds do! Feel free to say your character was an unfortunate observer or just happened to pass him by or whatever, really. As a side note, I'm going to be disappearing around 1pm-ish today, so tags may come slow after that, but backtagging is love and I will reply as quickly as possible! Go crazy, you silly kids! ♥]
[The faces of the passerby's to the device's lens seem to be reflecting a range from distinct lack of interest to mild amusement to extreme confusion. They also appear to be shielding their heads from something, but from the device's position, it isn't quite clear what.
That is, until the throng clears enough for the device to get a good shot of the fountain - and what appears to be an aquatic apparition thrashing about in the center of it all. Wrapped in one of its many tendrils can be seen a man in slightly tattered clothes, though his most distinct feature is the flaming red hair that might be somewhat familiar to select residents of the City. He is also screaming and flailing against the monster theatrically.]
No! No! Somebody, stop this beast! This is no way for a man to go! No!
[As the creature lifts him to its mouth(?), he confines himself to his fate and shouts to whatever observers have stuck around to watch the events unfold.]
Tell my family - I love them!
[But it's too late for him. The monster slips him into its translucent mouth and he can be seen sliding through the watery entrails - and then sliding right back out through the stomach, depositing him just close enough to get a better view of him. His concentration broken, the monster collapses back to its original position in the fountain, thoroughly soaking the man and the other observers in the process. They look annoyed. He looks...disappointed.]
Bugger. Another flop. [He turns to the device with something of a smile, putting his abundant freckles and soft brown eyes into view.] The stomach's supposed to be more akin to jelly, see? The idea was suspension, not lubrication.
[He sighs and gets to his feet, brushing himself off despite his dripping wet state.]
All in due time. Let's go it again. Come on, Georgie.
[He addresses another, though he is quite noticeably alone, and it's only in this that his voice takes a slightly less chipper tone. All that can be seen is his back and the strange, ethereal movement of the water as he walks back over to the fountain and the device shuts off.]
[ /video ]
[ooc; Fred is officially in the City! :D He hasn't quite figured out the device yet, though he played with it for a good while beforehand because that was curious minds do! Feel free to say your character was an unfortunate observer or just happened to pass him by or whatever, really. As a side note, I'm going to be disappearing around 1pm-ish today, so tags may come slow after that, but backtagging is love and I will reply as quickly as possible! Go crazy, you silly kids! ♥]
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[He blinks, surprised. He noticed the lack of heartbeat, but he'd kept breathing, though now he realizes it's probably only out of habit. 'Don't need to breath;' bloody Hell. Fred'll just go ahead and cover his astonishment with a contemplative smile of sorts.]
Blimey. This just got loads simpler. Guess that's all there is to it, then! Ready?
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Quite ready, yes.
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Cheers.
[And Fred turns back to the water, eyes deep set in concentration because all magic, especially a spell of his own making, requires absolute focus; but traces of the smile stay on in the way he marvels at his own production as it begins to form and wrap itself around the both of them. It was rather fun, which is partially why he decides to have another go with her, but also because he wants to test out this not breathing thing for himself.
Sure enough, as the monster swallows them both, he feels the cold surround him - but none of the base instinct that says 'air, you need air.' It surprises him once again, and though he actually managed to accomplish some semblance of the suspension originally desired, it breaks his focus and they both go splashing back down into the fountain's pool, at which point he just lays in the water laughing loudly.]
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Oh, he'd like you! [She takes his face in her hands briefly.] Ginger, too. Perfect. What can I call you?
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Fred Weasley, at your service. Though I do hope "he" isn't looking for very much servicing from me
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What were you asking, sorry? Oh right, no, no, I don't think he'll want much from you at all other than to talk. Possibly a bit of running.
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Talking and running, eh? Sounds a lively fellow.
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