[Alistair looks quite confused. Really, he has no idea what he's holding but it smells like fish... Some... fishy rice pastry. He studies it then brings it to his nose for a quick smell, snatching it away just as quickly]

... Well, while I'm quite... thankful really for these ... ermm... gifts... I'm not exactly one for odd foods. At least I hope ( Read more... )

[First order of business. Lovino holds up a cellphone that is clearly too expensive for his tastes, judging by the disgusted way he is regarding and holding it.] So who the fuck wants this thing? Some bastard want to pay me what this piece of crap probably cost?

[He tosses the phone aside, thankfully letting it fall on Spain's bed, and grumbles.] ( Read more... )

[He holds up the acorn amulet, and the jackknife.]

Did anyone else get gifts?

[Well, she tried to stay awake. She really did. Karkat had told her not to sleep, so even when she came to the strange human city, she'd stayed awake. But a troll can only stay awake for so long. So she's collapsed, in the middle of the street, and there's snow piling up on her. The only real sign that she's still alive is the slow, shallow ( Read more... )

Spain!

...Hey, bastard!

[A growl. A grumble.] Where the fuck are you, jackass? I'm in your room, damnit, get your ass over here!

[Well, as tempting as all that candy and chocolate looks, Sam is by the fountain with all sorts of emotions written all over his face. Concern, curiosity, cluelessness... The whole nine! But if it's one thing Sam knows, it's to not eat the creepy voodoo candy. Things always go wrong when you eat things you're not supposed to. For now, he's folded ( Read more... )

[There's a smirk in his voice as he speaks over the feed.]

Hypothetical situation here. Say you turned into candy, would sucking yourself count as auto-fellatio? Especially if you look pretty damned tasty.

[To everyone else here, he probably just sounds like a smart-ass. To anyone that knows him well enough - which, due to his short time being ( Read more... )

I call poison.

Any more theories?

Oh dear. Now I've gone and done it...

[This poor young man is sitting in some grass, holding his head in both hands. He's in full dragonbone armour from head to toe--or rather, he would be, but he's tossed his Templar helmet aside to allow the proper space for self-pity]

This is just perfect. One thing right after another. Andraste's ass, I never get ( Read more... )

[Yamamoto walks up to the fountain humming and is about to walk right past it before he does a double take and looks a little closer.]

Is that chocolate? Haha, cool!

[Looks up from the fountain and takes a look around, cracking a smile as he notices how the terrain has changed.]What part of Namimori is this? It looks like there's candy ( Read more... )