So. . . here's another yawn-full episode of skittle's weirdness. >w<
The mansion is a disaster. Characters flit about as they please, improperly mingling with characters from places not even in the same creative form, let alone genre. A few muses dance among them while others cower in fear of what shall become of them once The Creator finds out. Absolute mayhem rules. Trash litters the floor like a stomach-churning carpet. Strange and disturbing things of unknown origin dangle from the chandeliers, stair banisters, and the ceiling.
neko-srah: *flitting about maddly* You! *point* put that away! and You over there, that is NOT a toy. Sarah's going to have your head for this.
random Character #1 (rc1): Chillax, kitty-lady. The "creator" is away so we're gonna play. C'mon have some fun with me? *holds hand out and burps*
neko-srah: *cringe* No thank you. I think I'm going to be sick. HEY!! *runs over to a group of characters* Don't hoist people up to the chandeliers by their underwear! Bring him back down!
Group of Characters: Uh. . . if you insist. *lets go of chord*
Character on Rope: GAAAAAaaah! *thud* ow. . .
The huge front doors open, creaking against all the garbage. Skittle and The Creator make their graceful entrance, chatting cheerifully to another. . . until they see the antics currently being engaged.
sarah: *loud, echoey voice* WHAT is going on here??
Music scratches to a stop.
everyone: *stops* eh. . . uh-oh
blu_sour_skittle · Mon Mar 31, 2008 @ 01:48pm · 0 Comments |