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maskormenacelogs2016-06-18 05:36 pm
unguibusetrostro) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-06-18 05:36 pm
open log;
WHO: Ronan Lynch and you
WHERE: De Chima
WHEN: rest of June
WHAT: Open log!
WARNINGS: Ronan's mouth.
a; waiting outside with the car
[Because Ronan doesn't really work or go to school, sometimes he can be found with his car - new and matte and black, a sleek but shark nosed car he dreamed, familiar to anyone who lived in Henrietta in shape but not in color.
It's new.
He's sitting against the hood, watching people pass in the street, or more likely, not watching people pass in the street.
He's illegally parked, but just barely - the nose of his car nudging into a spot he shouldn't be. People are talking - albeit more about the imPort, some girls making noises, until one of them asks him for his autograph, and he raises his eyebrows, archly.]
Why the fuck would you want that?
[Possibly best to interrupt before someone gets really upset.]
b; animal shelter of de chima
[Remarkably what he is good at is animals. He's been coming in about two or three hours each day, to walk the dogs and shit, though he's better with the birds. He's not very sociable but at some point the adoption clerk at the desk needs to take fifteen minutes to field a call with her kid's school, so Ronan is at the reception desk making sure that no one is going to come in an kidnap a kitten.
He looks very formidable, except that there is a raven on one shoulder and on the other is a bright blue budgie that he keeps handing toys to.]
c; raven
[There's a raven with white stripes on it's wings - young but fully grown, and big, and it's hopping around one of the parks. He keeps opening his wings, like he's trying to figure out this flying thing. There's another raven up in a nearby tree, calling kerah! every few minutes, and the raven on the ground keeps looking up and hopping, cawing.
He spots you.]
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!
[It's clearly mimicking. Right? Right??]
d; wildcard
[Give me a starter! Or pm or plurk me for a request!]
WHERE: De Chima
WHEN: rest of June
WHAT: Open log!
WARNINGS: Ronan's mouth.
a; waiting outside with the car
[Because Ronan doesn't really work or go to school, sometimes he can be found with his car - new and matte and black, a sleek but shark nosed car he dreamed, familiar to anyone who lived in Henrietta in shape but not in color.
It's new.
He's sitting against the hood, watching people pass in the street, or more likely, not watching people pass in the street.
He's illegally parked, but just barely - the nose of his car nudging into a spot he shouldn't be. People are talking - albeit more about the imPort, some girls making noises, until one of them asks him for his autograph, and he raises his eyebrows, archly.]
Why the fuck would you want that?
[Possibly best to interrupt before someone gets really upset.]
b; animal shelter of de chima
[Remarkably what he is good at is animals. He's been coming in about two or three hours each day, to walk the dogs and shit, though he's better with the birds. He's not very sociable but at some point the adoption clerk at the desk needs to take fifteen minutes to field a call with her kid's school, so Ronan is at the reception desk making sure that no one is going to come in an kidnap a kitten.
He looks very formidable, except that there is a raven on one shoulder and on the other is a bright blue budgie that he keeps handing toys to.]
c; raven
[There's a raven with white stripes on it's wings - young but fully grown, and big, and it's hopping around one of the parks. He keeps opening his wings, like he's trying to figure out this flying thing. There's another raven up in a nearby tree, calling kerah! every few minutes, and the raven on the ground keeps looking up and hopping, cawing.
He spots you.]
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!
[It's clearly mimicking. Right? Right??]
d; wildcard
[Give me a starter! Or pm or plurk me for a request!]
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I mean, it's a website. Parrish showed me.
[They watch small animal videos together.]
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You're telling me that you and Parrish look up bawdy art of imports together.
Christ, this was definitely too much information.
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We don't look at that garbage. But that site is infuckingsidious. One post is a picture of a sloth, the next is some link to naked imPort photoshop shit.
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Yes, I see.
So if you're not looking for insidious import nudity, why are you and Parrish looking at Rumblr together?
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[LIKE HELL HE IS GOING TO SAY WE WATCH VIDEOS OF PEOPLE HANGING SLOTHS OUT TO DRY]
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[ Gansey points at him. ]
I will confirm without the asking that import nudity does not feature.
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[God. God. He has to be able to go to church and take communion, Gansey.]
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I’m not judging. You can Rumblr all you like.
[ Why would you teach him that word, Ronan. ]
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Thanks.
[He looks up at the road.]
Though now you know, you can't un-know that shit.
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[ He leans his head back. ]
Adam thought it was very amusing, the traitor.
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[Said with a fierce measure of pride.]