y'all know what this is for....

[fourteen]

Who: EVERYONE
What: SHENANIGANS
When: ANY OLD TIME (between Jan 24 and Jan 30 anyhoot)
Where: EVERYWHERE
Summary: Everyone becomes that which they love, covet, adore, or otherwise desire, and it ends exceptionally well for every single person involved. Hooray!
Rating: Who even knows. Anywhere from G to R, I would suppose.

No cut for this -- this is a MASS INTERACTION POST for the You Are What You Love event! For those of you who don't want to have to post up actual entries in your characters' journals (though you are of course still free to do that), this is the place to be all week if you just want to toss out random shenanigans! (Or more serious shenanigans. Or whatever brand of shenanigans you prefer, really.) There's no real need to state your date/location in the subject line of your tag, but you may feel free to do so!

Please threadjack like bosses, and above all, have fun! ♥

Comments

I'll give you a hint. It's not the plane! :V

[yellowthirteen.livejournal.com]

This is definitely one of their more unusual ideas of an experiment.

...Well, now I guess I can say I know what a plane feels like when it pulls a high-G turn.

NO WAI :V

[not_meatbuns]

I can't say I disagree...

[Somewhere beneath the initial panic over the experiment, she's relieved that he's caught up in everything else going on.] I'm glad you've got a chance to get up in the sky again, even so.

[yellowthirteen.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Litchi.

[A pause.]

Though I admit, I hope I'm not stuck like this for a week. If it snows, I'll be in a lot of trouble.

[not_meatbuns]

[...It should not scare her half as bad as it does, the thought of him being stuck as a plane for a week. Let alone in snowy weather.]

It is looking like it might snow... if it does, please promise me you'll come back down until it stops.

[yellowthirteen.livejournal.com]

Even if I do, snow causes its fair share of problems for aircraft on the ground. The ailerons and flaps could freeze, control surfaces could ice up, any number of things. Even still, it is safer on the ground, but without any deicer, I'll be stuck there for awhile even after the storm.

[A pause, as he stops to think. He really hopes this wears off before it starts snowing.]

...I should go find a place to land. I suppose it'd be too much to ask for the Malnosso to give me a runway.

[not_meatbuns]

[Thirteen, you are worrying the hell out of her now. What if he can't find anywhere to land? Does a man-turned-plane run on gas? What if he freezes up? WHAT IF HE CRASHES INTO THE BARRIER? There is some very poorly-masked fear in her tone.]

Please, be careful.

[yellowthirteen.livejournal.com]

[His tone turns as reassuring as an airplane's can get.]

Hey. Don't forget. I did this kind of thing for a living back home. [And he was the best at it, save for Mobius One.] I'll be home safely. I promise you that.

[not_meatbuns]

[Small nod. Even though he can't really see that, can he? Stop being so reassuring even though you're a plane.]

...I know you will.