001: ACTION! ☆ IN WHICH DENMARK IS SO VERY MANLY

[grandiloquenced]

Characters: grandiloquenced and You Folks
Location: A fountain in the plaza
Time: Dusk
Style: Action or Prose. I will follow like a boss.
Status: Open like a (Insert preferred metaphor

Comments

[letsgoonmyouji]

Heheheheheh....

[Nothing else. Just. Um. Laughing. From what sounds like your upper-right - if you glance up there there's a flashy guy (sparkles included!) just staring down at you and chuckling as he taps his shoulder with a long flute.]

1/3

[grandiloquenced]

.....!!

2/3

[grandiloquenced]

WHATTHESHIT -- [A LOT OF VERY FAST DANISH. THEN--]

3/3

[grandiloquenced]

..................................................Nice sparkles, man.

that was too hard a laugh for 12am gdfhgfjfgj

[letsgoonmyouji]

[u liek sparkles? here, have some more then. Waka continues to chuckle, folding his arms across his chest.]

Oh yeah? You pack a bit of a punch yourself there, baby. [Nudging his flute forward in your general downward direction.]

8D!!!! MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

[grandiloquenced]

[WOAAAAAAHHH SMOOTH TALKER, HUH. Alright, you've got this guy's attention now.]

Yeah? Can you imagine? I'm only a thousand or so years old and I still look this hot. [....FREAKING KISSES HIS OWN BISCEP, BRO.]

......[Sees the flute] Are you a musician of some sort?

you are beautiful I AM SO GLAD I TAGGED THIS

[letsgoonmyouji]

Oh, I don't need to imagine. [You're sitting right there, of course. Excuse Waka as he does a little...twirling...jump...down onto the ground below. Is he dizzy after spinning that long? No. And how does he land so expertly on those ridiculous tengu-geta? Who knows.

He'll recross his arms across his chest, tilting his head to the side curiously, before twirling his flute in-between his fingers.]

Of a sort.

YES. DENMARK THINKS WAKA IS THE CHILLEST FAIRY-BOY-TYPE-THING HE'S EVER MET

[grandiloquenced]

[Swells with pride and then --]

.....Nice moves. [Vague look of AWE.]

What do you mean sort of? [HE IS AMUSED BY YOUR FUNNIES] You're either a musician or you're not! What else would you be carrying that flute around for? [He means it kind of jokingly but the question is an honest one. He is oogling the flute like it might shoot up his nose and explode or something]

AWESOME HE THINKS YOU'RE FAB TOO, BRO

[letsgoonmyouji]

[Oh we like you! EGO +10. Not that we'd show it aside from another 'heheheheheh'.]

Well I can do a good deal more than just that, big boy. [Leaning forward and gesturing with his flute again. Everything he does seems to have to be grandiose in some way.]

Care for a little demonstration from the God's gift to man, baby? [Would you believe him if he said it could technically do jsut that.]

[grandiloquenced]

[Woah. WOAH. IS HE GETTING HIT ON BY A FLYING MAN FAIRY? ....BECAUSE IF HE IS, DENMARK IS TOTALLY DIGGING IT]

You know what? Ja, I would sweet cheeks. [Looks both expectant and excited at the same time]

1/2

[letsgoonmyouji]

[The sad thing is THAT HASN'T EVEN OCCURRED TO HIM. But the moment you point it out......]

Hm? [Oh. We get a nickname? Let him ponder it for a moment...]

[letsgoonmyouji]

...heheheheh! Well my trusty Pillow Talk and I aren't ones to disappoint! Ready yourself for an earful, baby!

[He'll raise his flute overhead, before straightening up and placing his lips to the wooden instrument...

The sound that comes out is, unlike Waka, very calm and melodic. The simple songs turn into one more elaborate and mystifying. He's in no rush to finish - but once the more playful tune goes on for long enough, the notes will slowly come to a crawling stop...]