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[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

[strategicbail.livejournal.com]

At least I'm still man-shaped.

[And yes, that would be him eating a chocolate bar. Cannibalism?]

[pinkpromise.livejournal.com]

Lady-shaped. [she is...not completely sure how her voice sounds to others right now, so there's that little correction!] How can you still eat chocolate?

[strategicbail.livejournal.com]

Excuse me? Man-shaped, thanks.

[He glances at the chocolate bar.] Don't know, really. At least it keeps me from licking my fingers.

[pinkpromise.livejournal.com]

No, for me! I'm supposed to be lady-shaped.

I'm surprised you can even taste if you're all chocolate. Or maybe you're just chocolate-shelled? [...what is this even...]

[strategicbail.livejournal.com]

Well that I could tell already.

The physics of this place don't make any sense, so I'm not sure it's worth much thought.

[He steps closer to the ship.] You said you needed a pilot?

[pinkpromise.livejournal.com]

Yes... Are you one?

[strategicbail.livejournal.com]

I have some training. Can't say I've ever flown anything like you before, though.

...It's not too hot in the interior, is it?

[pinkpromise.livejournal.com]

No, I don't think so, but-- [unsure about this.] How much is some?

[strategicbail.livejournal.com]

Enough to be able to fly a personal jet and enough to know how to fly a helicopter, but possibly not enough to actually pull it off since I've never done it before.

[pinkpromise.livejournal.com]

A helicopter is like an airship a little, since they both have propellers on top. But I'm no expert on flying. If I was, I bet I'd be up already!

[strategicbail.livejournal.com]

Let me on board, and I'll see how the controls are for myself.

[pinkpromise.livejournal.com]

Let's not have any funny business.

[strategicbail.livejournal.com]

I'm currently made out of chocolate. I think the worst I could so is make a mess.

[pinkpromise.livejournal.com]

[That gets a loooong silence out of her because the last thing she wants is someone melting inside her and since when does she have to worry about that.]

Are you sure you want to come in?

[strategicbail.livejournal.com]

If I think I'll be in any danger, I'll come back out.

You want to get off the ground, don't you?

[pinkpromise.livejournal.com]

Yes, definitely!

[strategicbail.livejournal.com]

Then it can't hurt too much if I give it a try.

[pinkpromise.livejournal.com]

All right... come in.

[strategicbail.livejournal.com]

[If Mello was less mature, he might have had something lewd to say in response to this as he made his way inside. Matt no doubt would have.

The inner part of this ship seems more like a boat than a plane but very little like anything he's ever been in at all when it all comes down to it. He feels as if he's stepped into a sci-fi movie.]

Hold on, let me find the bridge. Do you know if this can even be run by one person?