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Mitchell Dominic ([personal profile] idkworldruler) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2014-03-06 09:42 pm

Nothing to see here.

Characters: Mitchell and you, yes you! Also, his friendly, average bee. There is nothing wrong with the bee, do not say there is anything wrong with it. You cannot.
Setting: Every where.
Format: There are none, so stop being a conformist.
Summary: Mitch is bored. Mitch is watching you. Big brother is always watching......FNORD
Warnings: None...yet


-Mitchell-

Things were turning, all of the players were in their positions. Nothing could really stop the coming storm, he supposed. From Ruana's rising, and Aria working on something, possibly to allow her to control reality for herself. And nobody seemed to have seen any of this coming...how truly sad.

But what was he supposed to do? All of his plans and scheming were practically forfeit by now. As he believed there to be no real way to derail this gravy train. Or at least not without using considerable force.

And good luck on getting people in on creating that great force, he thought to himself sardonically. Perhaps there was still hope, though. But for now, someone had caught his eye. May as well have a bit of fun as a "regular joe" and follow after them from a distance.

-The Buzzing-

A bee, a regular bee is currently buzz, buzz, buzzing above your character's head. Mitchell was nowhere in sight, and the insect seemed to be acting on its own. Do anything interesting, or out of the norm and you may take notice of it landing on a nearby wall. Just sitting there.

This is a regular bee by the way. Just there. Watching

Always, watching.
gleamingly: (♪ when will my life begin?)

[personal profile] gleamingly 2014-03-08 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
The buzzing of a bee isn't the most relaxing of sounds.

At first, Rapunzel can handle it as she goes about her day. It is only when she is trying to focus on a painting (not that one could call it much of a painting, she doesn't have canvas, just some scraps of paper she had picked up and was trying to piece together and the paints from her trunk) that it becomes overwhelmingly annoying.

She drops her paintbrush, picks up her frying pan, and turns to it on the wall. "Just you wait..." She draws her arms back and then brings the frying pan down on the spot she had seen it. Fly, little bee, fly.
Edited (tenses!) 2014-03-08 21:26 (UTC)
gleamingly: (♪ and so i'll read a book)

[personal profile] gleamingly 2014-03-08 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately for the bee, it's Rapunzel. And she has a history of hitting herself with her frying pan.

She doesn't really think before bringing the pan on herself. CLANG! She falls backwards, dropping the pan and clutching at her nose.

"Ow ow ow ow..."
gleamingly: (♪ when will my life begin?)

[personal profile] gleamingly 2014-03-08 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
The buzzing rouses her and she gropes about for the handle of her pan, then brings it up in a wide, sweeping arc.

"Get - away - from - me!"
gleamingly: (♪ and basically just wonder)

[personal profile] gleamingly 2014-03-12 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
With the bee flying higher, that opens up an opportunity for Rapunzel to get back up. She leaps to her feet and runs, having no more interest in trying to deal with the bee. If it gets near her again she'll make another swipe with her pan but otherwise won't interact with it.