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Sixth Dark Hole [Action/Phone]
[It was an average for Doc Scratch of 916 Bilko Boulevard. He awoke early, got some coffee and breakfast and went out the door to his job. Being a car salesman sure was hard work, but he was more than happy to serve the citizens of Mayfield their automobiles. At the end of the work day, he gets into his own car and begins driving back home. Home to his darling children, darling wife and wonderful-----
And then he snaps out of it. It's very sudden, but he suddenly regains conscious control of his body.
.....
And he can't drive this car.
.....]
Oh for the love of--
[A; In town]
[Today Mayfield decided to undrone him. That's nice and all, but did they need to do it while he was driving a car that he didn't even know how to drive? Luckily, the wonders of teleportation mean that he was able to get himself out without crashing and dying. He dropped onto the ground as a result and got slightly bruised on his human head (which he is now gingerly rubbing every now and then), but he is otherwise unharmed.
The car was not so lucky.
Someone might walk by him, as he stands a few feet away from the dark red car, observing how it crashed straight into a telephone pole. He is noticeably not wearing his regular white suit, but a more tacky beige one. He looks rather disorientated, so warning to all those that approach: he may not be as smooth as he normally is on the uptake.
Alternatively, you might come by just as he waves his hand and watch as the crashed car momentarily glows green and then vanishes from sight.]
[B; Phone]
According to my calendar, it seems I have been droned since the end of August. I do appreciate the break, but they should practice a bit on the 'undroning' portion. I can't comment much on the experience, but I digress. If anyone could inform me on any major events that happened during my absence, I would be quite thankful. Spare me any personal stories, because I admittedly don't care and I don't have the energy to feign care.
[ooc: Off hiatus officially with this.]
And then he snaps out of it. It's very sudden, but he suddenly regains conscious control of his body.
.....
And he can't drive this car.
.....]
Oh for the love of--
[A; In town]
[Today Mayfield decided to undrone him. That's nice and all, but did they need to do it while he was driving a car that he didn't even know how to drive? Luckily, the wonders of teleportation mean that he was able to get himself out without crashing and dying. He dropped onto the ground as a result and got slightly bruised on his human head (which he is now gingerly rubbing every now and then), but he is otherwise unharmed.
The car was not so lucky.
Someone might walk by him, as he stands a few feet away from the dark red car, observing how it crashed straight into a telephone pole. He is noticeably not wearing his regular white suit, but a more tacky beige one. He looks rather disorientated, so warning to all those that approach: he may not be as smooth as he normally is on the uptake.
Alternatively, you might come by just as he waves his hand and watch as the crashed car momentarily glows green and then vanishes from sight.]
[B; Phone]
According to my calendar, it seems I have been droned since the end of August. I do appreciate the break, but they should practice a bit on the 'undroning' portion. I can't comment much on the experience, but I digress. If anyone could inform me on any major events that happened during my absence, I would be quite thankful. Spare me any personal stories, because I admittedly don't care and I don't have the energy to feign care.
[ooc: Off hiatus officially with this.]
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I apologize, but getting into a bit of a situation with this car has dampened my mood. I'm glad someone is enjoying that hideous thing. [Referring of course to the suit jacket.]
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and then looking at him.
what do you mean hideous, this jacket is beautiful.] You sure are funny-looking, Mister Vanilla Milkshake! I did not know you were human-shaped.
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...Unfortunately I am missing the vanilla part of my body [he says touching his head again.] but with due time it should be returned to me. That may be why you are seeing me more as human shaped and not ball shaped.
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[the sweetness with which Terezi says this is almost a little nauseating.]
Ball-shaped, huh? Why not use your omnipotence and figure out how to get it back!
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That isn't a funny joke. You know that everyone in Mayfield is stripped down to the lowest common denominator upon arrival.
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Hehehe. I can smell that you thought it was pretty hilarious.
[not really but she's going to say it anyway.]
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And you cannot smell thoughts. If you can then your sense of smell is quite inaccurate.
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[hands on her hips, frowning even though she is not really mad.] That is terrible! What happened to priding yourself on being a gentleman? Look. I am so hurt. [touches her forehead] I am a fragile and disabled young girl and you are making fun of me.
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[read: yes he did. deal with it.]
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Very.
You should apologize.
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But I never apologize for anything I say or do. That includes this.
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No wonder you are so up in Vriska's troll grill, you are actually not that different!
Anyway you should let me sniff you.
[moves closer]
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[And as she comes closer, he'll warp again and this time reappear atop the broken car.]
I will let you sniff me if you can get close enough. It is only a formality that I am saying this because there is no way you can get close enough.
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What have you got against letting me sniff you? Hehehe.
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[guess who is going to be the subject of her next comic
guess]
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But if you're a human, you need to sleep. And sleeping means you've got to be vulnerable now and then!
And once you are, I will taste you. [wow Terezi you don't even know how creepy you sound] And it will be so great.
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