+ ENTRANCEWAY TEST DRIVE MEME +

[vitaelamorte]

Has this ever happened to you?!

You are a handsome and ambitious producer of creative content in search of new venues to showcase your staggering talents, you are scouting the vastly wide web for new collaborators, you are READY to take the next step on your artistic journey--

--AND WE HAVE JUST THE THING FOR YOU!!!



TEST YOUR SKILLS, TAKE YOUR SALAD, AND BRACE YOURSELF TO LAUGH IN PUBLIC FOR THE VISIONARY, THE INSECTARY, THE COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY EXTRAORDINARY

ENTRANCEWAY
TEST DRIVE MEME

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Comments

[amorosity]

[Anybody else might express shock at being (figuratively, thank god. For Snow's sake, if nobody else's) caught with their pants down in a giant pile of treasure. Instead, Charming takes it in stride because, let's be honest, this probably isn't the first time.

Still, it's a voice he didn't even know was here, so he looks up from where he's being particularly intimate with a large diamond and narrows his eyes.]

Snow?

[Wait. It's starting to register now. He looks down at the pile, back up at Snow, back down where his pants are partially unzipped because I lied and back to Snow.]

I'd say this isn't what it looks like, but...

[Well, you know how that went last time.]

[onevice]

[ dEAR GOD why draw attention to your pants. Oh, wait, this is Charming.

Snow steels herself, taking a long, deep breath. Maybe she should take up meditation. Yoga, or... maybe it would be better, even, to move into one of Wonderland's local caves and never set foot in the mansion again.

Of course, she won't do that, but it sounds very appealing. ]

But that would be a grievous lie. [ She adjusts the stack in her arms. ]

Well.

[ And she turns on her heel, hurrying away!! ]

[amorosity]

Something like -- [And she's gone.

Damn it Snow. Pushing himself up from the treasure pile... and slipping a couple times, because it turns out walking on treasure is hard, he chases after her.]

Snow, wait!

[It's certainly an odd image; a hurrying woman with a stack of books and a disheveled man trying to catch her. Between his own long strides and the fact she's got a stack of books, it doesn't take very long. And because his brain never really... works, like ever, he grabs her arm to try and get her to stop.]

[onevice]

[ He grabs her arm quickly and she yanks out from his grasp, but she does stop. Snow comes to such a halt that he may well crash into her, though not upend her (she's very sturdy and very stubbornly staring at him with a pout long-since developed in his presence). ]

Tell me this is just some kind of-- [ She heaves a sigh, shaking her dark head. ] ... I don't know. Hallucination?

[ It's too much to hope for, sadly. She admits a smaller sigh, adjusting the books in her arms, watching him like a hawk. ]

How long have you been here?

[amorosity]

[He manages to slow himself enough that he does little more than bump into her, stepping back almost immediately to give her space. And also because he fears for his own life, tbh.]

Do you regularly hallucinate me when I'm not around?

[He can't help but lay it on thick, even with Snow. Though, in her case it's more of a jab than anything serious. Even he knows better.]

A day or two, at most. Shortly after I arrived, I started feeling strange.

[He frowns, more at the situation than at her or himself.]

[onevice]

Of course not.

[ Her lip twitches, though not toward a smile; she's close to full-out scowling at him. Though it's a bizarre relief to see him, to see someone else from Fabletown, she can't help but to be wary of the mansion. ... And of him. ]

Strange, like what I just saw? [ She quirks a dark brow and heaves a sigh. ] I really thought you'd grown up a little, but I know that is all hopeful naivety.