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entranceway2016-06-13 12:13 am
eyething) wrote in entranceway2016-06-13 12:13 am
Entry tags:
- adventure time: bonnibel bubblegum,
- blindspot: sarah weller,
- btvs: angel,
- btvs: faith lehane,
- dragon age: jowan,
- gravity falls: dipper pines,
- marble hornets: alex kralie,
- marvel: natasha romanoff,
- marvel: rocket,
- pacific rim: chuck hansen,
- penumbra: philip,
- red vs blue: agent york,
- red vs blue: epsilon,
- shadowhunters: clary fray,
- supernatural: mary winchester,
- teen wolf: lydia martin,
- the originals: freya mikaelson,
- the vampire diaries: bonnie bennett,
- the vampire diaries: camille o'connell,
- the vampire diaries: damon salvatore,
- the vampire diaries: elena gilbert,
- zombies run: simon lauchlan
video; open to all
[Damon is not happy, and definitely not drunk enough for this. At first, he assumed he'd been hallucinating, on some trip after drinking bad blood. However, he has been roaming Wonderland for hours on this bright and early morning, while everyone else was likely asleep. He’s poked his head in where it doesn’t belong, waiting for the hallucination to fade. Spoilers: it doesn’t. He finally studies the communication device, accepting that this is either one very long dream or he’s actually here. Somehow. He’s on the main floor, pressed up against the marble pillar, staring up at the ceiling. It takes minimal effort to skim through previous entries before he switches to video.]
Question #1, for the masses: How drunk do you have to be for this place to start making sense? Because I’m starting to think this poor, lonely bottle's not gonna cut it. [Damon looks to the bottle in his hand with a little sigh, tapping his fingers on its surface.] Looks like we're not in Kansas anymore, Toto.
[He takes a long drink, swallows, and sends the camera a slow but absolutely charming smirk:]
Question #2: what’s the one thing you wish someone had told you on your first day in the merry old Land of Wonder, but failed to?
[Damon points a finger at the camera with the hand that's still partly wound around the bottle] And go. Best answers get a pony.
Question #1, for the masses: How drunk do you have to be for this place to start making sense? Because I’m starting to think this poor, lonely bottle's not gonna cut it. [Damon looks to the bottle in his hand with a little sigh, tapping his fingers on its surface.] Looks like we're not in Kansas anymore, Toto.
[He takes a long drink, swallows, and sends the camera a slow but absolutely charming smirk:]
Question #2: what’s the one thing you wish someone had told you on your first day in the merry old Land of Wonder, but failed to?
[Damon points a finger at the camera with the hand that's still partly wound around the bottle] And go. Best answers get a pony.
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[ nose wrinkle
eyebrow wrinkle
ENTIRE FACE WRINKLE ]
The closet gave you a dead pony?
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What? ...No.
This isn't The Godfather.
I mean, the eyes are dead, soulless... [he lifts up the pony into the screen so she can see.]
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[because it's most definitely both]
Are you sure you don't want a pony now? This one's soulless eyes are looking straight at you, begging to be adopted.
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[ oh it's totally both it's always both it's teenage vampire garbage it's MORE THAN both. faith's eyes narrow when she smirks. ]
Looks pretty harmless to me.
[ ...is she still talking about the pony? ]
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[damon says pointing the pony in her direction with a smirk even if he gets the impression that might not be what she's talking about anymore.
he leans back with a widening smile]
Damon Salvatore. [hello.]
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[ it's only a little sarcastic. ]
I'm Faith. You get a tour, yet?
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[equally sarcastic.]
No. I'm afraid no one's taken the time to properly show me around yet. I'm feeling left out, Faith. [truly heartbroken here]
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Yeah, sorry but I'm definitely not a good host when it comes to all this stuff. Unless you're looking for places to cut away for a smoke or feel like learning how to take your stress out on a dummy.
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[who cuts through all the bullshit]
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[ oh shit wait-- ]
But you bring that damn pony and you're gonna regret it.
[action]
he has the pony. it's set out beside him on the edge of the roof as he takes a drink from the bottle of bourbon. once he hears faith open the door to the roof, he doesn't turn but he does speak to the pony.]
You want a drink too, Twilight Sparkle? Who am I to say no to such soulless eyes? [he doesn't know the ponies names so he's just making that shit up, but he tilts the bottle in its direction before he turns towards faith with a cocky little smirk.] How about you?
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with one hand, she very nimbly takes the bottle. with the other, twilight sparkle gets flicked off of the parapet. maybe down into the stables with her own personal closet reject... ]
This one's mine, now. Hope you brought a spare.
[ while faith makes herself comfortable in twilight's spot, she glug glugs away. ]
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Nope. We're sharing or you're going back down for another bottle. This one's mine.
[he'll just nimbly take the bottle back from her after one of those glugs to take a drink from it himself, a deep drink from it]
Besides you're supposed to be tour-guiding.
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faith waves in completely random directions as she does her best impersonation of a bubbly tour guide: ]
For the horseback enthusiast and rooster aficionado, the stables are that way, and the pool's on floor something or other. We've got the finest most creepy-ass dining rooms and all you can drink booze, but somehow are in need of an actual bar so everyone can mope and drown their woes together.
[ hang on let her flip her hair, too. ah, yes. image sold! ]
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So you can do the bubbly, friendly tour guide impersonation, huh?
Just what I've always needed to know about cocks and horses, creepy ass dining rooms, and alcohol.
I drink anywhere, restaurants, bars, my room. Some people just put themselves in a box, a bar box. [he will mope and drown his woes any where he pleases]
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Bursting your bubble but this whole damn place is a box. [ omg such philosophy ] But I get you, yeah. People got this thing about banding together anywhere you go, though.
[ says the superficial loner who pretends to be everyone's friend... ]