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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2014 5:36 pm
Solia prided herself on few things. Her ability to make costumes was one thing. Another was her ability to write terrible fanfiction. But when it came to France and french things, she didn't have a lot of country pride. But sometimes, a tiny part of her felt nothing but a lot of emotions for things from France. So when she heard that Daft Punk won a Grammy? Not just one but several? She was vibrating with joy over such news. No kid of her generation grew up without Daft Punk being a key part of their lives. Even if just a tiny tiny part. So in celebration? She made two helmets. One of Guy the other of Thomas. Now, she had a problem. They took time, and given what materials they had, they came out pretty okay. But her problem was that while she could pull off a cute girl Guy... She had no Thomas. And that was a crime. But she did know one guy who was tall. And french. Arriving at his dorm room, helmets in hand, in what amounted to a cute dress."FISH MAN. FRENCH MAN. COME OUT! J'ai besoin de vous!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2014 2:41 pm
Someone was yelling in to his room.
Normally people just kind of walked through his threshold or opened the door - he wasn't used to someone just shouting at his door. But, at the recognition of her voice, he stood up to open said door, going to welcome the other Frenchie, giving her a wild grin.
"Quelqu'un a besoin de moi réellement? Soyez toujours mon coeur qui bat." He asked out loud, before noticing the helmets and the clothing, his eyebrows raising a little as he gave a look over them. "They look really well made. Did you make 'em?" He asked out loud, lightly going to grab out towards one, wanting to hold them.
Daft Punk was super badass, in his mind, and the fact that there was helmets in front of him, he wanted to touch. Grabby hands McGuy.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2014 3:11 pm
"Je serai toujours besoin de vous mon homme de poissons. Toujours. Comme la façon dont Rogue a toujours aimé Lily. TOUJOURS." Solia quickly shoved Guy's mask into Dorian's hand, positively gleeful. "Of course I made them! They're a bit cheap and rushed but they work! If these hold up, I'm thinking of going full out resin and everything! Light and glass and images- the works!" She really hoped they did stand up, if just for a bit. "But I dunno if you um.. knew... but Daft Punk won a Grammy! Like, a whole five of them! I mean yeah it's kind of silly a thing to celebrate but it's pretty awesome and, and- I just want to do a fun thing!" She stuck Thomas's helmet on her head. "Let's be cute robots!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2014 7:33 pm
"Il était une race spéciale. Tant que je ne meurs pas d'une façon horrible . . ." He remarked a little, giving her a little look. It was really nice to have Solia to hang with - partially because he didn't have to try hard to express himself. She got his French.
"Five!" He exclaimed as she told him what she had been doing this for, and after a moment, he squinted a little. "Mais, no. Cinq? Est-ce que vous me fous de?" He asked again, before grinning at the mask in his hands. "Atta-boys, good Robots." He chirped at the mask a little, before putting it on.
It felt interesting, to say the least. Was this what Solomon experienced on a daily basis?
Interesting.
"S'iz really comfortable, actually. But a resin one with lights, would be cool. Shall we celebrate, one more time, don't stop the dancing?"
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2014 8:08 pm
"Cinq. Cinq entiers Grammys. Ils ont atteint le mode Dieu." Was her reply, a solemn nod to confirm it all. Daft Punk really had done the thing. "They really are good robots. I managed to track down their little clip and I guess Macklesmackles won a thing too but I mean like woah son five?" As Dory put on his mask, Solia pet on hers, it tilting a bit from the loose fit. "They're kinda like MK1. I'd need a serious trip to the art store and to like, crazy hardware store for everything. As for celebrating?" She held up a thumb drive. "If you don't think I will use everything I learned in Death to get me a copy of their album vous pensiez mal."
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2014 11:03 pm
If there was anything Solia had more than anyone - it was passion. Especially about things that she really loved. It had taken him a little time to recognize this, fully, but it was so obvious. Seeing her croon about Daft Punk made him c**k a crooked smile, a little calmed about the fact that she couldn't see it. Gotta keep face, right?
No reason to stay a opaque mirror though.
Regardless.
Turning to the other robot-hooded Hunter, he listened to her rambles about what she wanted to do with the hoods, going to touch his again a bit, not used to something on his head like this. "Eh bien, si vous avez besoin d'aide, dites-moi. J'aimerais aider." He answered her - giving her a nod of his head. No winks, can't see his eyes.
But he did see the flash drive.
"Aw, s**t." he voiced out, getting a raise of worry in his mind from his companion. "You get to listen to some good s**t." he though to her, before turning to Solia.
"What are we waitin' for?"
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 7:34 am
The offer to help was answered with a gasp followed with, "Really? Um, ah, let me figure out what I'll need then I'll let you know." Excited she fished around in her pockets with her free hand, pulling out an assortment of cheap but rather useable glowsticks. "There is an empty office on the top floor and I think they have some stuff for blacklight and if we want to get munchies we can maybe raid cafeteria and see what they got." She was ready to rock. "This is gonna be so much fun."
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