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 Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2009 1:00 am
Lance Supports:
Slots: 1/15
Convos: 1/25
Aidan:B
Blossom:C
Meryl:A
-Conversations to be added-
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 3:31 pm
Put on hold until further notice. Meryl C Support:
Lance: ...and that's how I found out about my heritage.
Meryl: Woooow. It's still surprising, but I actually expected you to not be human!
Lance: Hm? And why's that?
Meryl: Well, in Verdane, every guy is a slob just trying to get into your pants. You're so...different!
Lance: Heh, yeah, I'd call myself unique as well. Anyway, after that, I took up the freelancing business seriously, and became quite good at it.
Meryl: Did you always want to be a mercenary?
Lance: Hah, no. I tried out a whole bunch of different things. I originally wanted to be a hero of justice, but it didn't quite work out...but even after becoming a mercenary, I tried out different stuff.
Meryl: Such as...?
Lance: You'd be surprised at what I've managed in my lifespan! I've tried bits and pieces of anything exciting you could think of...thieving, being a con artist, military, piracy, but also more standard stuff like cooking, singing, dancing, acting...
Meryl: GASP! You know how to dance?
Lance: In most cases, yeah. I'm actually quite good at a lot too.
Meryl: Aww, I wish I could do that...
Lance: You don't know how to dance?
Meryl: Tee hee, no, silly! I've never had time to learn!
Lance: In that case, why don't I teach you sometime?
Meryl: Really?! Yay!
Lance: But first, tell me about yourself!
Meryl: Well, okay, where to start...?
B Support:
Meryl: ...so I guess it ended when he tried to do that to me, I lost control, took the nearest thing, and stabbed him with it until he stopped moving...
Lance: ...whoa. I, uh, guess you had it rough?
Meryl: Mm, yeah, I guess so! It was especially scary since I was only 13 back then. So after that, I drifted around, found someone else to be constantly with. They all turned out to be the same, so I kept doing the same thing...
Lance: Err, hehe, I hope that's not really going to happen to me, right?
Meryl: Of course not! As long as I can be by your side, and nothing happens, I won't have to kill you!
Lance: That's...reassuring...
Meryl: Anyway, so when I turned 14-...
Lance: Whoa whoa whoa hang on. How old are you now?
Meryl: Aww, Lance, dirty you! You don't ask a lady her age!
Lance: ...just answer me.
Meryl: Oh, alright, just because it's you! I had my 15th birthday not too long ago.
Lance: F-f-fifteen?!
Meryl: Yes, that's what I just said. Weren't you listening? Silly you!
Lance: Meryl, how old do you think I am?
Meryl: Oh, umm, 19? Maybe 20?
Lance: ...I know I look like this, but I know I've been alive for at least 30!
Meryl: ...OH! I hope I look as young when I'm your age!
Lance: Aren' you...bothered by it?
Meryl: Why should I! Older farts than you have tried to do stuff to me, and none of them were as sweet as you have been!
Lance: ...Tha'...
Meryl: By the way Lance, why did you suddenly talk funny like that?
Lance: ...
Meryl: Wait, Lance? Where are you going? Lance? Lance?
A Support:
Meryl: Lance! There you are! I've been looking all over for you!
Lance: ...
Meryl: Lance, why aren't you talking? Did, did I say something wrong? D-do you...hate me now?
Lance: Meryl, why did you decide to han' on to me?
Meryl: Oh, many reasons, I guess...But I guess it's mostly because compared to everyone else I have been following, you said the nicest things, and you're handsome, and you were very romantic, and, and...
Lance: Do you notice somethin' differen' abou' me?
Meryl: W-well, you speak differently...
Lance: Righ'. You know why? Because the person that said all tha' to you wasn' really me.
Meryl: What?
Lance: Well, it was me, bu' it wasn' really me.
Meryl: ...I don't get the riddle! What are you saying?
Lance: I didn' realize until it wore off, bu' I was under the effect of some sort of...spell. Enchantmen'. Somethin' tha' made me act a bit differently. It convinced me I was in love with you, and it took out the Casanova inside of me. The real me isn'... close to as romantic as tha'...
Meryl: ...I...w-well, I don't really care! You still seem very nice. I-I would do anything for you! If you would tell me to kill, I would kill! If you would tell me to jump, I would jump! If you would say you would want my body, I would...give you my body...
Lance: I don' wan' tha'.
Meryl: W-what?!
Lance: I said, I don' wan' tha'.
Meryl: ...ha...ha...hah. I knew it was too good to be true. Every single one so far, always out to use me, like a toy, until they would throw me away like garbage!
Lance: ...
Meryl: You know what, Lance, I liked you. I really liked you. But none of that matters. You don't need me, then I don't need you. I thought you'd be different! H-hey! Ow! Ow! OWOWOW! KYAAAAH! L-let go of me! I said let go of me! LET GO OF ME!
Lance: Why?
Meryl: WHY?! BECAUSE YOU SAID YOU DON'T NEED ME! YOU'RE GONNA END UP LIKE ALL THE REST!
Lance: I never said I don' need you.
Meryl: Wh-whuh?
Lance: I just said I didn' wan' tha'.
Meryl: ...YOU'RE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE!
Lance: ...wha' you said, Meryl, was tha' you wanted to follow me. You wanted to do anythin' I wanted, if it was my wish.
Meryl: Th-that's right! And you rejected me!
Lance: You don' get it, do you?
Meryl: ...wha?
Lance: What I wan', Meryl, is not a mindless slave to do my biddin'. I wan' you for who you are. I wan' to be your friend. And friends don't use each other. They help each other.
Meryl: Wait, don't say anymore...
Lance: I don' think of you as a slave. I think of you as a human bein'. One with her own ideals, thoughts, morals...I wan' to help you, you have your entire life ahead of you, I don' wan' you wastin' it away by bein' an empty husk in someone's service. I want to be with you, because...
Meryl: DON'T SAY IT!
Lance: I love you.
Meryl: ...!
Lance: I am goin' to be your friend. The bes' friend you could ever have. And if one day, you love me the same way I love you, then I'll be your lover as well. We'll stay together, always.
Meryl: ...I-I...
Lance: Bu'...only if you wan' to.
Meryl: Sniff...sniff...waaah! Waaaaaah!
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 6:58 pm
Blossom C support
Blossom: Lance, oh, there you are! I need your help with something!
Lance: Ah, Blossy, jus' the person I was lookin' for.
Blossom: Could you-- wait, what?
Lance: We need...to talk.
Blossom: What happened? Did I do something wrong?
Lance: It's the motto.
Blossom: ...Huh?
Lance: The motto! The Team of Teamwork Team motto!
Blossom: ...Motto?
Lance: You know what I mean. Anyway, your last attempt on it was deplorable. You really need to ge' your act together.
Blossom: What? I don't even know my lines! You never told me them!
Lance: It's a team motto! You need to be able to improvise at all times! Anyway, we need to work with the choreography. First off, me and Ganon will do this...
Blossom: Ack! W-Watch where you're flailing your hands!
Lance: At which poin' you come in like this...
Blossom: L-Lance! Augh, no not there! Bad touch!
Lance: And as a finish, I'll throw you like this and you'll have to land on Ganon's shoulder!
Blossom: AAAAIE!
Lance: ...oops. I wasn' thinkin' abou' tha' tree, Blossy. Well, in any case, think about what I said. You need to rehearse the choreography, and work on your acrobatics. Next time, we want to do it perfectly! Oh, and don't forge' your lines! *leaves*
Blossom: But... Lance! I don't even know my lines! You still didn't tell-- wait, help me down! Th-This is really high up, and I'm in a ski-- Lance, where are you going? Lance? Lance?!
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