call me out/forever open post, 2014

[crownless]

the usual suspects.


voice testing.


the rest.





you know what to do!! pick a character and any scenario/verse you like, then go nuts!

RULES
1. NO RULES
2. HAVE FUN
3. I WILL BACKTAG INTO THE ABYSS
4. feel free to prod me on plurk/aim/etc wherever if i've forgotten a tag!

Comments

[deshabille]

[Well. This is a fine mess.]

[Mal really hates being the one to mop up this sort of mess, but given that it's Travis, nobody else is probably going to do it. Sighing, she slides into the seat across from him and kicks him under the table.]

Something funny? [You little weirdo.]

[crownless]

Ow, fuck! What was that for? [Travis is still grinning like a fool, though, and the kick doesn't seem to phase him much, if at all.]

H-haha, I just-- [and then he actually slumps on the bar.]

Hey, Mal. If you're a vampire, how come I've seen you walk around during the day, huh? You're breaking vampire rules.

[deshabille]

[She purses her lips, definitely not also laughing.]

They're not my rules. I don't have to follow anybody's rules but my own.

That's what you're laughing at? [WEIRDO.]

[crownless]

No! That ain't the only reason I'm laughing. I'm laughing for a lot of reasons.

Dunno which they are anymore, but-- Mal, do vampires get drunk? I never figured that one out. You still got a liver, right?

[deshabille]

[Well, that's something she can easily answer.]

I can get drunk like anyone. It just takes more, and quickly. Or else my body catches up and washes it out.

Do you want to get me drunk, Travis Touchdown?