Charles "bad camel" Fei-Ong (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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mayfield_rpg2012-06-07 02:44 pm
encored) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-06-07 02:44 pm
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ACTION;
A) [In the morning, Charles can be found living up to his actual age, being an old man and setting up a chessboard in the park!Someone save him before he starts feeding pigeons and wearing sweater vests. He doesn't seem to have a partner to play with. Not until you walk by, that is, at which point he smiles and gestures to the other side of the table.]
Why don't you take a seat? Let's have a match. [SUSPICIOUS... No, he's just that bored and in a rare social mood.]
B) [Or maybe you catch him a little later on, after he's packed away his chess set and is out walking his, uh... Horace. The giant beast actually seems pretty tame, all things considered, only stopping to sniff moving things (like you, whoops!) and occasionally making gross growling noises and drooling on the ground. So majestic.
For the unfortunate citizens, these two losers can also be found in much less docile situations - Charles trying to shoo his droolbeast away from a drone it's attempting to gnaw on, or perhaps Horace lolloping down the road with a few geese in its mouth.]
PHONE;
[And carrying on with the trend of being utterly unruffled by everything that happened over the weekend, Charles will pick up his phone in the early evening with a question for the masses.]
I'd like to know your opinion on concerts. Proper orchestral performances, I mean. Who here enjoys them? If something with that sort of music happened to be available in the city, would you attend? [His little fancy cultured self is starting to feel more deprived than usual okay... Having at least one other star performer now, all that's left is to gauge the interest of a potential audience.]
A) [In the morning, Charles can be found living up to his actual age, being an old man and setting up a chessboard in the park!
Why don't you take a seat? Let's have a match. [SUSPICIOUS... No, he's just that bored and in a rare social mood.]
B) [Or maybe you catch him a little later on, after he's packed away his chess set and is out walking his, uh... Horace. The giant beast actually seems pretty tame, all things considered, only stopping to sniff moving things (like you, whoops!) and occasionally making gross growling noises and drooling on the ground. So majestic.
For the unfortunate citizens, these two losers can also be found in much less docile situations - Charles trying to shoo his droolbeast away from a drone it's attempting to gnaw on, or perhaps Horace lolloping down the road with a few geese in its mouth.]
PHONE;
[And carrying on with the trend of being utterly unruffled by everything that happened over the weekend, Charles will pick up his phone in the early evening with a question for the masses.]
I'd like to know your opinion on concerts. Proper orchestral performances, I mean. Who here enjoys them? If something with that sort of music happened to be available in the city, would you attend? [His little fancy cultured self is starting to feel more deprived than usual okay... Having at least one other star performer now, all that's left is to gauge the interest of a potential audience.]
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Not so much as a pair of clothing~? What about... a book! Or a tea set? How about a pair of nice, comfy slippers? Slippers don't eat people--!
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I've already received my entire wardrobe from home back, as well as most of my favorite books. I didn't have any slippers, I'm afraid, and I already have a tea set that I purchased here.
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...A nice bath robe? Decorate vase? Baby powder for your delicate skin...?
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I have vases and bath robes and why would I need baby powder? I might need a fresh towel to wipe your blood off of my hands soon enough, since the urge to throw you into oncoming traffic grows greater every time you open your mouth. [OH MY there goes the wild horace just up ahead, dragging something under the awning of a building!]
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--AHA! the wild Horace! he's pointing at the beast.] --You! Hey!!
[yes yelling at the unintelligent beast will help Abel. ...okay, now he's jogging to catch up. WHAT IS THAT YOU HAVE YOUNG MAN....]
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and then proceeds to kind of lollop in Abel's direction. IT HAS A BLOODY SOMETHING IN ITS MOUTH but it looks too small to belong to any human or drone, unless maybe it ransacked a child... DARE HE APPROACH??]
Do be careful. I don't actually want to fetch new towels on top of needing a new shirt.
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he's taking a tiny back-step at that rather... enthusiastic approach oh goodness.]
Ch-- Charles. Just-- what has he got, exactly--?
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[oh right did he forget to mention that he could smell it waaay back before Abel even managed to hear droolbeast... it's not like he enjoys inducing heart attacks in priests or anything!!]
You ought to double-check, though. It could be the drone neighbor's son, he smells about the same as a wild duck. [and Horace is still lolloping over in your direction, he is not touching that with a ten foot pole so clearly the task is out of his hands...]
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he gives him a LOOK over his shoulder. you know the one.]
You could pretend to be even a little bit concerned, just for the sake of it, you know? Just a teeensy little bit!
[god what Horace is still coming... uh-- what is this, a messed up game of fetch?]
He's going to stop, isn't he? [...like, before he gets here and tries to eat him, too. right.]
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I am concerned. I wouldn't hear the end of it from the neighbors if their child was gobbled up by a monster, you know. That would be irritating. [sigh!! his life is so hard etc
and horace
does not look like he is going to stop.]
I can't predict the whims of a mouse. [HE IS FAST APPROACHING...!! if Abel doesn't dodge out of the way he might be bowled over, but Horace isn't going to try eating him, at least! he will, in fact, be dropping part of the well-gnawed bird at (or near, if he was smart enough to book it) his feet.]
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not on the itinerary, okay? okay.
he's indeed taking a few careful (and quick) steps back and aside to avert the beast's course of travel -- giving a little wince as that rather... gross... present is dropped so generously at his feet scream ewewewww--]
--BLECK-- Dear... LORD! What is this--?!
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My, don't be so ungrateful. It went through the trouble to bring you a meal and you've turned your nose up at it so rudely. [do you see the amusement on his face Abel do you
it is not going away any time soon...]
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...ALAS.
he's making faces like he's seriously contemplating a grand display of revisiting his lunch on the sidewalk...]
Ah. You-- might have tried teaching him manners before you tried opera, Charles...
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well
at least abel doesn't know what horace was before he was horace!!]
Are you insane? That would have been an even larger waste of time. Social complexities are far, far beyond its grasp of knowledge. [and opera singing isn't, apparently.]
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he's going to give a groan and turn his back on this rather revolting sight because his ~delicate sensibilities~ are easily overwhelmed and all that.]
Disgusting. At the least, stop taking him out on walks in public, would you--? He's not well-tempered for that kind of outing, Charles!! He's not a dog!
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looking between Abel's back and Horace like he doesn't understand what the big deal is!!]
Well-tempered? I haven't seen it attack a single drone all day. I would say that's fairly well-tempered. [he'd go over to pat droolbeast to prove his point but it is getting a bit snappish and territorial over its food whoops...]
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he makes a face, glaring at him over his shoulder for this VERY PERSONAL AFFRONT.]
Are those your standards for determining being well-tempered? And you consider yourself cultured...?
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Those aren't my standards, nor are they the standards I apply to most things. I wouldn't associate with you ever again if you were to display the same behavior, but it isn't as though I could expect more than that from a creature with even fewer brain cells at its disposal than you.