#claude01

[greatgiovanni]

RIDE OR CRASH (Closed- Claude)

(closed starter for @sunbirthed​ ) What’s this, what’s this? The colour in the air - there is a lot of noise everywhere. No, it’s not to do with that apparent ‘Bambi’ thing, in fact, it’s in the local fantasy ‘NOT COSTCO PLEASE DON’T SUE US’ store in the city. Upon awaking and finding himself here, the GREAT AND TERRIBLE BAD DUDE was VERY offended and grumpy that whoever had done this had yanked him just when he and one of his BOYS, Fred, were trying to make their way home! How was he gonna explain to Beartrap he just ended up in some tiny locked-down kingdom all of a sudden, huh?! He couldn’t just stay here, so the first order of buisness was to procure an awesome method of travel. Step one, collect transport, step two, collect BOYS of awesomeness! Step three! ...Uh. He’d get back to you on that one, right now his focus was on awesome transport. However, tying little red paper streamers on the awesome item while leaning over it ended up not being the brightest idea the soup man had, for he toppled over with an ungraceful shout before the trolley he’d been tying banners to in order to make it ‘look cool’ ended up rolling away, with him still inside. Careening with more shouting coming from the inside, Giovanni saw it was headed right for some guy he didn’t know. “WATCH IT!! RUNAWAY BOYS MACHINE HAS GONE WILD, I CAN’T STOP IT!!!” Oh dear. This was a mess.

[thymelyreminder]

Reflect, like a ripple in waves (Closed - Claude)

( closed starter for @sunbirthed ) This - this most certainly was not his beautiful house, or his beautiful life, that was for certain: now, he might be getting on in years compared to the younger folk, but Justin was certain that he wasn’t at the age where finding oneself in a ‘strange kingdom’ where royalty talked to people could be passed off as just his eyesight going bad just yet. Was he dreaming, or something? It certainly would be a very realistic dream if other people who looked just as lost as he was were also standing around having listened to the princesses address at the time, that was for sure. So he had found himself wandering to one of the shrines, looking quietly into the reflective waters (he was sure he’d heard someone say it was ‘Andromeda’s shrine?’ Something of the sort.) “Oh, dear...water-we going to do in such a state of affairs, really? All the strange happenings really do have us soaked, you know?” He wasn’t certain if the ‘watcher’ of this shrine could hear him, but, well....trying to keep ‘positive’ with his jokes came natural, and thus the puns came regardless if someone was even listening or not. He really did have to wonder what on earth the watcher here was thinking, though - and the watchers in general, bringing a simple clown like himself here. Wouldn’t someone more skilled with powers be more useful?? Though, his quiet stare at the reflective waters was cut short at noting another’s approach, he turning curiously to face them - any seriousness of the matter probably broken utterly by the fact he was currently wearing his Groucho Marx glasses. “Oh...? Not to rain on your parade, talking to myself like that, stranger - my apologies if you heard all that, oho.”