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[TC]: DISCOVER THE MIRACLES OF WINTER [[New Years Fireworks + Snow]]
[Silent night.
Night-full-of-holes.
All is calm.
All is bright.
Except as the complex has no doubt discovered by now, all the trolls are nocturnal for the most part. Granted, human sunlight blinds you slower, and you can stay up for it if you want, but most of them choose to stick to more natural schedules regardless.
And trolls like things a little less than bright.Unless you're Kanaya, then sunlight just makes you sparkle.
One young troll in particular has been getting his notice on to the sounds outside. Small explosions, almost. The FLARPers (Fatal Live Action Role Players) must be out in force tonight, which makes him turn to his slime a little harder, shivering.
But a sliver of light cuts through behind one of the mattresses he's piled against the window, and he shifts it to take a look despite himself.
This will prove to be an excellent decision on his part.]
HoLy MoThErFuCk...
[Trolls don't celebrate new perigees after all.
It takes him a second for his eyes to adjust to the painfully bright explosion of lights and colors. When he does, it takes him a second longer to process that the sky is starting some sick fires.
Soon nearly everyone in the complex can hear him zipping down the hallways, barefoot, and trailing his puppet-bro lil Cal, though he's run to get his troll-buddies, primarily.]
HeY!
HeY mOtHeRfUcKeRs!
It'S sHoWeRiNg FlOwEr-FiRe MiRaClEs AnD fReEzY-aShEs OuTsIdE!
InDiBrOtHeR tAv!
PeAnUt-Me!
TaVbRo!
BeSt FrIeNd!
It'S rAiNiNg MoThErFuCkInG mIrAcLe-DaZzLe!
HoNkHoNkHoNkHoNk!
[He cartwheels madly through the halls, making rather more noise than one would suspect is possible coming from just one little guy with a fistful of horns and a scarf made of puppet.
Fortunately for Gamzee, many humans stay up late to welcome the new year.
But it seems the complex itself is adding the fireworks.
Feel free to take your characters out, enjoy the falling snow, and celebrate!]
Night-full-of-holes.
All is calm.
All is bright.
Except as the complex has no doubt discovered by now, all the trolls are nocturnal for the most part. Granted, human sunlight blinds you slower, and you can stay up for it if you want, but most of them choose to stick to more natural schedules regardless.
And trolls like things a little less than bright.
One young troll in particular has been getting his notice on to the sounds outside. Small explosions, almost. The FLARPers (Fatal Live Action Role Players) must be out in force tonight, which makes him turn to his slime a little harder, shivering.
But a sliver of light cuts through behind one of the mattresses he's piled against the window, and he shifts it to take a look despite himself.
This will prove to be an excellent decision on his part.]
HoLy MoThErFuCk...
[Trolls don't celebrate new perigees after all.
It takes him a second for his eyes to adjust to the painfully bright explosion of lights and colors. When he does, it takes him a second longer to process that the sky is starting some sick fires.
Soon nearly everyone in the complex can hear him zipping down the hallways, barefoot, and trailing his puppet-bro lil Cal, though he's run to get his troll-buddies, primarily.]
HeY!
HeY mOtHeRfUcKeRs!
It'S sHoWeRiNg FlOwEr-FiRe MiRaClEs AnD fReEzY-aShEs OuTsIdE!
InDiBrOtHeR tAv!
PeAnUt-Me!
TaVbRo!
BeSt FrIeNd!
It'S rAiNiNg MoThErFuCkInG mIrAcLe-DaZzLe!
HoNkHoNkHoNkHoNk!
[He cartwheels madly through the halls, making rather more noise than one would suspect is possible coming from just one little guy with a fistful of horns and a scarf made of puppet.
But it seems the complex itself is adding the fireworks.
Feel free to take your characters out, enjoy the falling snow, and celebrate!
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[That horrified scream is because Gamzee just cartwheeled right into Tavros as he wheeled around the corner and right into Gamzee's path.]
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Sorry. I had to edit that for some miracles. I know you'll approve of the blanket. Have fun with it.
XD omg..... Such a cute and ridiculous blanket....!
PFFFFF. TAVROS THAT IS SO FLUSH OF YOU. CUE INNER OVERWHELM.
DON'T TELL HIM THAT. HE IS PRETENDING THIS IS ALL PERFECTLY PLATONIC.
Poor poor Gamzee. XD
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So he rolls out of bed and head out to investigate, groggily grabbing a broom on the way. If it's one of those horned things again, he remembers the last one was pretty vicious. And he's not opposed to giving one of them a good whack with a broom to shut them up.
Broom in hand, he heads out into the hall to investigate.]
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