> SS: Ride hippo like a mechanical bull.

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

Who: Spades Slick terrierfancy, Hippo on the first floor, anyone who wants to show up. ((paper_knight, followthedead, and second_first.))
Where 1st Floor.
When: Late evening of the 19th/Early hours of the 20th.
Rating: G
Summary: Slick meets the hippo downstairs and decides HE NEEDS TO RIDE IT.
The Story: > You were simply minding your own business.

You were just MINDING YOUR OWN BUSINESS when you saw it. It was a magestic beast that you had never seen before and its giant, almost grotesque shape was HORRIBLY FASCINATING. When you first approached it it tried to take you down and that is when you knew. That is when you knew what had to be done.

You had to ride that strange, beautiful creature like a MECHANICAL BULL and you absolutely had to do it NOW. You wouldn't have it any other way. It took a little planning, but you managed to jump off of the second-floor stair case and land upon its back. It only took three tries. It was then when you suddenly felt a surge of POWER. A surge of AWESOME race through your veins so strongly that you almost feared it would break through your carapace and flood the first floor with your sticky red blood-juices. You also found you didn't care.

Right now, you were riding some weird amazing creature and you deserved the FEAR and RESPECT of everyone in WONDERLAND. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else could ever matter. At least until this thing knocks you off onto your ass and proceeds to try and eat you or something.

Fuck if you know what this thing eats.

Comments

[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

Mark's on one of his inevitable late-night coffee runs when he passes by what is perhaps the weirdest shit he has seen in Wonderland to date.

He stops on the landing and just stares.

1/2

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

2/2

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

"Nothing."

Walk away, Mark, just walk away.

"...Will you be alright?"

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

Oh shoot those italics weren't out loud, were they? I'll delete if you'd like.

[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

"Your arm. It looks...recent."

Really, he was thinking about the odds of hanging on to a potentially dangerous wild animal with only one arm, but this will do for now.

They were outloud! But these tags work, no worries! :V

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

awesome <3

[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

Mark winces at the close call.

"There's a clinic up on the fourth floor, if you decide you need anything."

Although he's not sure how much a doctor could do; Slick clearly isn't human.

<3<

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[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

Oh shit indeed. He stays put on the landing, though--the hippo's probably mad now.

"You okay?"

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

Femme fatale types, eh? Mark knows how it is.

He nods sympathetically.

"Sounds like you've been through the wringer."

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[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

"Whatever keeps you going, I guess."

He's just going to assume that the recent-looking scar over Slick's eye is part of the deal.

"Where'd you come from?"

Because again. Definitely not human.

[follow-the-dead.livejournal.com]

You're not sure why, but this is the THIRD time you've mysteriously found yourself outside of your BEDROOM. Usually, when NIGHT HAS FALLEN, you can inspect your BED to go to sleep. Yet here you are.

You decide to go to the KITCHEN since you are out here anyway. Only you don't. In the middle of the foyer was a HIPPO AND A VERY STRANGE MAN(?). You're not sure which is more strange.

What will you do?

> Rei: Watch in morbid fascination and wonder if you should take a picture.

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

[follow-the-dead.livejournal.com]

You suddenly realize that you have just encountered what must be a 1920's westerner. On a hippo. You aren't prepared for something like this, so it takes you a moment to decide on what to do.

> Rei: Descend.

Absolutely not! You stay where you are on the staircase.

However you do politely say hello to this gentleman.

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

[follow-the-dead.livejournal.com]

The use of the word DOLLFACE throws you off a bit. However so does that QUESTION. Who says that and then asks if you are female!

You answer with a tentative yes, just in case this guy has a weird sense of humor.

> Rei:Desce---

For the last time, you are not walking towards the HIPPO walking towards you. You shuffle around a bit on the STAIRS and proceed to identify yourself as KUROSAWA REI.

Now your cultural introduction bar is removed, you are allowed to ask this MYSTERIOUS MAN his name. And as you are feeling just a little bit BOLD today, you go ahead and also ask what he is exactly. In a very polite sort of way.

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

[follow-the-dead.livejournal.com]

You've never seen a CRIME LORD before, however your hikikomori nature protects you from having an automatic reaction to FEAR AND RESPECT since you are not the general public.

Not that you know this, of course.

You tell this man that you are a PHOTOGRAPHER of scenery and that you might or might not have an interest in haunted houses.

At the same time you would like to ask what CRIME LORDS do for a living, however you were taut young that you never ask a yakuza man such a question. You really aren't in any mood to lose a finger. Instead you end up asking what happened to his arm and eye.

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

[follow-the-dead.livejournal.com]

> Something about the way this CRIME LORD says HUGE BITCH and then proceeds to tell you about his battle wounds makes you feel safer that you didn't ask what he does for a living.

He probably guts people.

You end up expressing your sympathies, because they are genuine and that genuinely looks like it hurts. And for lack of anything better to do, you end up asking where and when this man is from.

You're a bit curious to the whole 1920's westerner show.

Now every Rei is at the hippo party

[second-first.livejournal.com]

You are returning from the library with another book on hippopotamuses and other creatures that live in Africa when you see a strange carapace'd creature riding the hippo.

You stop. And stare.

Because staring is what you do.

And now the hippo party continues 8| /so late lol ilu

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

[second-first.livejournal.com]

You.

Because this guy is riding a hippo and that is strange. You have recently been reading about hippos and you are fairly certain that no one really does this.

Also, this guy is clearly not human, and that merits a moment's consideration.

[terrierfancy.livejournal.com]

[second-first.livejournal.com]

You're pretty sure the hippo isn't at all impressed by this guy's attempts at intimidation. And neither are you. You continue to watch him silently, because that is kind of your thing.