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[ haha forget prom even though it is totally the most important event in any teenager's life - there are more important things to do. Such as LIVE ACTION ROLEPLAYING in public no less Tavros please you are embarrassing us all.

Cavorting around in a (now slightly outgrown) Pupa Pan outfit, Tavros has a small wooden sword and is attempting to engage in playing with himself. I mean literally, he is quoting the human version of the movie (which was good but definitely SUB-PAR comparing to the original) and gallivanting about mayfield trying to re-enact scenes from it. He's messing with mermaids in the park, he's trying to convince your family dog to join the lost boys, he's sword fighting with a tree, he's maybe casually checking out your house to see if you left any windows open because that is what you are supposed to do okay IT IS WHAT YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO DO

anyway maybe someone should save this dork from his own self. Play with him? Or just yell at the loser, who knows. That is the magic of roleplay. ]

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Man, what even the heck are you doing?

[Sure is an orange crow watching you from the tree you're fighting.]

[oh what up

waving!!]

I guess because pan-swordkind, is not really my specibus, I need to practice? They do not really have lances here, readily available.

Man, I'm sure you are just getting tons of experience from hitting these trees. When the next weird happening is an invasion of immobile trees, you will be so fucking prepared.

I am not sure, what the point of all your, uh, negativity is, considering that, this is a pretend game, where I pretend, to weird a pretend sword, and have pretend fun?

So you aren't really having fun?

[Well, once the sun is going down he might find Naal's window open. Though it's on the second story. Dangers abound, are you a bad enough grub to haul yourself up there?]

[HE'S NOT EXACTLY GOOD WITH HEIGHTS

going to try to gently maybe toss a rock up there instead

politely]

[A dark silhouette appears at the window. No, really, it's super dark. Except for the red bits, which are eyes, and also glowing, which just stare at him.]

What do you think you're doing?

[ well before he was trying to roleplay

no he's a little busy standing there horrified]

[The figure just keeps staring.

A few seconds later the front door opens and Naal steps out. Figure in window is gone. How'd that happen? He's free to guess.]

Why are you throwing rocks? [She sounds cross. But up close she's kind of small.]

[ Nadeko here is just walking out of the front door and-- oh god, what is going on, why is that person trying to sword fight the poor tree there.. maybe she should stop him?! But then again, what is doing that when you're extremely shy, this is a problem.. o-okay, let's do our best to call out..! ]

U-.. um..!

Edited 2012-05-03 10:37 (UTC)

[HE'S PRETTY GOOD AT hearing small voices but it does kind of take him by surprise

he fumbles the sword and drops it, just sort of awkwardly debating reaching for it or trying to melt into the ground??]

Oh, uh, hi?

[ this is just.. awkward on both sides.. awkward combo x2. ]

H-hello.. [ OKAY NADEKO BE POLITE-- there, she at least manages a quick bow. ]

Um.. I was w-wondering if you were okay..

[ copying the bow maybe this is a new human greeting he must keep up with the times they are such weird people ]

Oh, yeah, I am fine. I am actually, more than fine, because I am good, so that is a thing that is definitely happening.

Then.. did that tree m-maybe do something bad to you..?

[ only logical explanation. ]

[okay, screw comparisons. this is clearly the creepiest thing he's seen all day.

Once-ler just happens to be doing dishes when Tavros shows up trying to squeeze his fat head into the kitchen window. when he looks up to see the strangely dressed alien boy, his response is to yelp and bring the nozzle of the sink's hose up, aiming a jet of cold water at the boy's face.

take that, you ruffian.]

[RUDE

hits the ground on his back with a thump

his hat has been DISLODGED

you monster]

Oh, wow, ouch?

[Tyve is sitting on her front porch, minding her own business, cleaning her gun when she spots Tavros fighting with a tree. She blinks once. Twice. What on earth is he (She assumes it's a he) doing? Is...He play-fighting with himself? No. That would be stupid and only kids do that. He must be practicing for one reason or another. That's right. And that hideous outfit? Some sort of tribal thing from his species... Thing... Talking to himself? He's just doing some thinking. It's the only logical explanation. Because there's no way a teenage boy (Again, she's assuming) would be playing make-believe like this. Instead of getting second-hand embarrassment like most people do at a spectacle, she reflects that this guy has terrible form. Well, at least she thinks so.]

What are you doing? Have you even used a sword before?

[not everyone understands the true meaning of ROLEPLAYING it is okay]

Oh, no, not really, though I guess if I were actually, Pupa Pan, or more accurately, his Human Equivalent, Peter, I should probably take offense to the, um, implication that I am not very good with it?

[Pupa pan? Peter? Yeah that's all lost on this girl. And her expression shows it. Also all those pauses and hesitations? She simply thinks the troll isn't used to the language.]

I have no idea who or what you're talking about. But if you decide an honest opinion is worth an offense, go right ahead, I won't stop you. But a more accomplished swordsman could simply skewer you in an instant with that sloppy form. [Says the girl who is probably mediocre at most and middling at her best.]

[Stop trying to interrupt his research!]

What the hell are you trying to...do...

[...or, you know what, carry on, he's just going to sit here and drool. And take down notes. FOR SCIENCE.]

[okay actually stopping once he

starts to drool

because that's a little awkward]

I, am roleplaying, by myself, but I think maybe a better question, would be are you okay, because you are sort of making a strange expression?

[Barton walks out to the backyard to find a green-clad troll talking to her large blue German Shepherd. For his part, Buster is a playful dog, so he won't give Tavros a hard time. His owner, however...]

Who're you.

[patting the dog happily on the head SEEMS TOO ENGAGED IN CONVERSATION TO NOTICE Barton]

So, I know that the, um, dental coverage, is not all that great, but with your flying bonuses, and also, opportunity, to meet playful attractive seadwellers, I'm just, uh, not seeing the problem here?

[Buster seems okay with the stranger... but Barton still is confused. She approaches.]

I said, who're you.

Hi, Tavros!

[Lucas pops his head out a second story window as Tavros valiantly combats the nefarious Captain Hook.]

Is it Halloween again already? I like your costume.

[what is with you people and heights]

I'm not really sure, because I am still not great at keeping track of the human calendar, but maybe? I am just sort of, dressed up, on my own today. Hi.

[You're supposed to fly up to his window and take him to Neverland. Gosh.]

Oh! ...That's fine, too. What are you dressed up as? Are you pretending to fight something?

I am, Pupa Pan, and yeah, I am definitely fighting right now, for my life and everything, though I wouldn't worry too much, because I will definitely win, because in the books for wigglers, the hero of the story, generally, uh, is not brutally killed.

...Huh. I didn't know you liked to play-fight.

[That was promising, though. Lucas pops his head back inside before returning to wave a book and a camera around.]

Did you want something a little more real to try fighting? I could take pictures! I bet you'd look really great in photographs.

[Just... watching.

And this was the Summoner's descendant...]

[

it takes him a while to notice her, but when he does

just sort of

steps behind a tree]

[That... Is not very effective.

At all.

But it does provide a wonderful opportunity so!

Sneaking up to the tree annnnnnnd]

Boo!

[Yes the window to Karkat's room is open! He's just sitting on his bed deeply engrossed in a book. Deeply, deeply engrossed. Whatever is happening in his book sure has his full and undivided teenage boy attention.

The sensuous caliginous kissing troll ladies on the cover seem to have their strife specibii out so it's probably a really good action scene.]

[ uHHHHHHHHHHHH, ]

. . . I will, come back later, maybe?

[Slamming his book closed]

What are you doing? Is this some attempt on your part to make a coup for top position on my personal list of 'worst of all my terrible friends'?

[ Tavros no...why....

This is going to be awkward, isn't it. ]

[oh its

you]

Oh, hi, Jade, oh whoops, I am breaking character, again, I'm sorry, okay, I have to go now, bye.

[ CRIES ]

Wait, Tavros, uh-

just wait okay!

[ A sound argument if there ever was one. ]

Well, okay, considering I have not exactly gone anywhere, yet.

[Clover was just heading out with nothing particular in mind -

Until she saw Tavros whacking a tree outside with a sword.

Her sole goal now is to laugh at this freaking dork. Audibly and noticeably.]

[ LOOKING AROUND TO SEE WHAT IS SO HILARIOUS??? ]

Over here, Peter Pan!

What are you doing?

[From what Gilgamesh can tell, it seems fun.]

[Tavros, this is your mother. Please stop what you're doing. That's embarrassing.]

...what in the Fates...

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