Willow Rosenberg (
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towerofanimus2012-01-29 03:29 pm
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❝So hand me that remote❞
Characters: Willow (
guiltapalooza) and you! OPEN.
Setting: The media level.
Format: Action tags preferably, but I can prose if you wish!
Summary: Willow has way more free time than she's used to, especially without school to be a perfectionist over. She finds herself watching a lot of movies. Feel free to make multi-character threads and join existing ones, by the way!
Warnings: None.
[At the moment Willow is watching Zombieland, a movie right up her alley but from several years past her time, so she'd never had a chance to see it before. She's sitting on a couch across from the TV, hand in a bowl of chips and giggling periodically.
On the screen, there's a college-aged boy with poofy, curly hair running hurriedly away from a zombie co-ed with a broken ankle.] You just can't trust anyone, [says the narration.] The first girl I let into my life and she tries to eat me.
[Goddess, does that remind her of Xander. For once it's a happy reminder, though, and she practically chokes on some chips laughing at it. Him and that preying mantis teacher...
Follow the sounds of giggling and come interrupt her?]
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Setting: The media level.
Format: Action tags preferably, but I can prose if you wish!
Summary: Willow has way more free time than she's used to, especially without school to be a perfectionist over. She finds herself watching a lot of movies. Feel free to make multi-character threads and join existing ones, by the way!
Warnings: None.
[At the moment Willow is watching Zombieland, a movie right up her alley but from several years past her time, so she'd never had a chance to see it before. She's sitting on a couch across from the TV, hand in a bowl of chips and giggling periodically.
On the screen, there's a college-aged boy with poofy, curly hair running hurriedly away from a zombie co-ed with a broken ankle.] You just can't trust anyone, [says the narration.] The first girl I let into my life and she tries to eat me.
[Goddess, does that remind her of Xander. For once it's a happy reminder, though, and she practically chokes on some chips laughing at it. Him and that preying mantis teacher...
Follow the sounds of giggling and come interrupt her?]
oh good I don't remember either lkajsdklfj
[Still, he's interested. Kind of fascinated actually by what is apparently a human zombie on the screen there. This human kid must be a giant idiot if he let one into his house though wow]
He won't last long. [Mused out loud as he waits for the zombie to break out of the bathroom and fuck this kid up]
we can just awkwardly mention things that happen at random XD
Want to join me? It's about if my country got overrun by zombies, [she says perkily.] It's kinda fun to watch someone else run screaming in terror for once-- fictionally, of course.
...lakjsdf oh lawd /slowly opens wiki summary
Okay... [Meanders around the couch and plops down next to her, wings shifting about until he can fold them more comfortably] What's the title?
PFFF WHATEVER, WE CAN'T BE TAMED
It's called Zombieland; I think it's a comedy. So how are you doing? Want some chips? [Willow looks earnest and sincerely interested as she offers the bowl out to him.]
YEPPPP completely... untameable
[But uh... wait what. Glances at the bowl then... up to her. Squints faintly as he... takes a couple chips]
Zombieland...? That's it? [WHAT IS THE ACTUAL TITLE WILLOW]
we're like wild foxes
But yay, he's taking chips.] I notice you didn't answer how you are. [Yes, she does legitimately want an answer to that.]
......./bites at fleas
[Well...... wow holy shit this chip tastes weird!!!! Wrinkles his nose a little, looking at the handful he managed to grab]
What, flavor are these...
wow you let yourself get fleas? awkward.
[But okay, we can detour into chip flavor for a second. Mark her words, though, she's going to get him to answer how he is before the end of the night.] Salt and vinegar, why? Do you not like them?
you don't know my life okay okay
[And he is just... going to munch on another one of these for a second. Okay, less offensive this time]
No. I guess. Just, different. I didn't expect it. [But alright, he can work with this lakjsdf Definitely helps that he basically will eat anything ahaha]
i'm not judging, we just can't hug anymore
[There's a moment's pause as Willow decides whether to try redirecting the conversation one last time. Behind them on the screen, Columbus is rolling his luggage down highway littered with abandoned vehicles, ignored.]
So... is that meant as an analogy for how your life has been going, or was the "how are you" a real stumper? Cause I can go with movie time instead of catching up time, just, want to make sure we're on the same page.
but.................... )8
No, I am just uh... not. Really sure how I am, right now. I guess, better then... the last time at least. That is definitely a thing that's true.
...... i was going to make a joke about flea cream but i think it's too ridiculous lmfao
[A sheepish smile.] Usually when my friends don't tell me things, it's turned out to be... really major. I'll try to stop projecting.
[Major as in, "I was in heaven before you resurrected me, not hell"; "by the way, I've been having violent sex with Spike for months"; and other things of that magnitude.]
...no you have to say it now. YOU CAN'T JUST TEASE ME LIKE THAT
It is, probably not something to worry about. I am still... trying to figure out, what to do with the Highblood, is all. [Faint, sort of pining sigh. Baww kismesis chan why did he have to fuck it up so badly...]
I WAS PICTURING THE SUMMONER COMPLAINING WHILE HE GOT FLEA-CREAM IN HIS HAIR TBH...
She sidles over closer to him, jostling him on purpose as she reaches for chips.] Hey, it is something to worry about. You're worth worrying about.
You'll figure it out. And even if you don't, you're completely not alone in the land of romantic confusion.
oh my god that's adorable slkjdfkljsdf He's probably had to in the past... damn animal communion...
Yes, I know. [Little smile] How is that uh... going for you... since we are, on the subject of romance. [Did you know your matesprit is a seadweller? He's trying really hard not to judge but... seadwellers, Willow]
HAHAHA i didn't even think of that. that is adorable. xDD
Um. Great? [she says tentatively, as if she's not sure it could be true. A somewhat dopey smile starts to flicker over her face as soon as she says that, though, and she sighs, settling deeper into the couch.]
He's so romantic, and sweet. I have a ring now, did you see? [She holds up her right hand, and sure enough, there's a ring with a tiny, polished piece of purple coral in the shape of a heart.] I have to make him one. Well, not have to, but I want to.
It's all a little unreal.
hehehehsldkjfsdflj poor man fff
Yes, I uh... would think, being with an alien would be... a little strange for you both. [...lets her hand go, and meets her eyes again. Forever curious about how they're even making this be a thing tbh]
The stone is, supposed to be your... blood color...? Are you uh, sure he will wear it? [Oh is his seadweller grudgewank showing... whoops]
the burden of working with animals
It is strange, but we'll get used to it. But I don't see why wouldn't he wear--
Oh, because red is low for you? [Frowning at the implication, but Willow can't deny that the Summoner has a point.] I'm sure someone like Orphaner Dualscar would refuse, but Eridan isn't like that. For one thing, seadwellers are on the bottom, not the top, in his world.
He doesn't even care that I'm an alien and a crazy magic-user and overemotional. Even if he did care about blood color to start with, which he doesn't, I think we're beyond that now.
sighs yep... at least he enjoys it
Did he uh... ever tell you, how the hemospectrum got reversed, in his world?
he's a qt
[The words themselves are assertive, but Willow says it all matter-of-factly, still frowning just slightly. She doesn't know why it's interesting to him, and she doesn't want to push him anymore. It seems... like it means a lot to him.]
I know Aradia is the Empress there, though.
sobs... Willow no............
I uh... wish I could be so lucky, as to forget it was even a thing. [Stares... a second longer, and then turns back to the movie. Gonna munch on chips and try to pretend that didn't just happen 8T]
excuse me X( X(
I get that you can't escape it, but I'm not going to perpetuate it. You don't deserve it; no one deserves it.
I wish it could be stopped altogether, and I'm starting with myself.
oh nooooo
[Shrugs! Though he still doesn't look at her. Damn aliens... Hard enough to find people who get it amongst other lowbloods much less people who didn't even know about it till recently] It is not, really your fight though. So I guess, I understand why you... want to say it's not a thing.
.... oops have a speech :|;;
I fought His Purpleness over it and I'd fight anyone else who thought it was an excuse to hurt someone. I've spent the last seven years protecting anyone that needed it, no matter who or what they are. Summoner, I was fighting this fight, maybe not this exactly but something like it, before I could do more than throw rocks at demons.
But I've learned something from all that fighting. Sometimes, very occasionally... those demons are the best allies you can have, and sometimes they can become your friends.
Do you get what I'm trying to say?
mmm delicious ('8
I suppose, you mean to say that... highbloods deserve a chance to prove themselves? [Shakes his head a little. That is not even what he was annoyed about at all Willow!!]
While I, appreciate you fighting the Highblood, if he was being a bulgelicker to someone, I think maybe I uh, wasn't clear. You cannot say, you could care less about blood color, or that you would forget if we didn't remind you. That is actually pretty offensive...! [Trying not... to be annoyed or anything, just... earnest. This is the way things are for them] I am who I am, because my blood is brown. The same is true of your, matesprit, even if the hemospectrum is reversed for him. It might not uh, be something he talks about, and to be honest, if he is treated as a lowblood, I am not sure I can blame him, but that doesn't mean it's not, there.
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