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towerofanimus2012-03-31 07:19 pm
shesapir8) wrote in towerofanimus2012-03-31 07:19 pm
Ya Ha Fiddle-De-Dee
Characters: Mindang, open
Setting: Floor eleven.
Format: Action.
Summary: Mindfang get bored. Mindfang is pirate. Mindfang steal stuff. Feel free to presume she has taken something from your character's trunk.
Warnings: Potential for violence, language, and creepy flirting. . .
[It didn't take long for the tower to bore Mindfang. At first this manifested in her disappearing as she explored it, every nook and cranny that she could find. Its inhabitants were ignored, even the ones she had shown interest in before, and she found herself forgetting about the network entirely.
And then it had turned into something else. The entire tower explored she took to her old ways, stealing items that interested her. Trunks weren't a match for her and her lock picking skills, and soon she had collected enough to make a small pile in floor eleven. Trolls may notice a smirk on her face as she plays with certain jewellery pieces lifted from her trunk, and others may notice a white dragon headed cane she holds in one hand, her own version, the one lifted from Redglare's corpse.
And then she waits. For the real fun to begin. After all what fun is it to steal if you never get any reaction. And it's even more fun to see these reactions.]
Setting: Floor eleven.
Format: Action.
Summary: Mindfang get bored. Mindfang is pirate. Mindfang steal stuff. Feel free to presume she has taken something from your character's trunk.
Warnings: Potential for violence, language, and creepy flirting. . .
[It didn't take long for the tower to bore Mindfang. At first this manifested in her disappearing as she explored it, every nook and cranny that she could find. Its inhabitants were ignored, even the ones she had shown interest in before, and she found herself forgetting about the network entirely.
And then it had turned into something else. The entire tower explored she took to her old ways, stealing items that interested her. Trunks weren't a match for her and her lock picking skills, and soon she had collected enough to make a small pile in floor eleven. Trolls may notice a smirk on her face as she plays with certain jewellery pieces lifted from her trunk, and others may notice a white dragon headed cane she holds in one hand, her own version, the one lifted from Redglare's corpse.
And then she waits. For the real fun to begin. After all what fun is it to steal if you never get any reaction. And it's even more fun to see these reactions.]
no subject
But the gems fall back into the pile as she raise her head at the words of this new human. Slowly an eyebrow lifts as she studies him, her eyepatch abandoned for the day and leaving her blinded yet bright red eye clear to all. And then she smirks, all smugness and confidence]
What's the idea? Well basically, the idea is that you all should learn how to better secure your stuff I suppose.
no subject
[Screw this, he walked over and basically made a grab for his briefcase. He wasn't gonna let her just keep it.]