suchaprettybear: (pouty)
suchaprettybear ([personal profile] suchaprettybear) wrote2011-08-16 11:55 pm

002- [action] Special milk funtimes... Backdated to Tuesday....

[So, Teddie got up early on his second day in Mayfield with the idea of exploring the town. He notices the flier and the milk on the front step.]

So, drinking milk is the law here? That's kind of strange....

[But, whatever. Probably best just to drink it to avoid trouble later.]

Hmm... this tastes a little..... weird.

[A few minutes later, after the 'special milk' has started to kick in, he's actually feeling pretty good. Hmmm, but whats that moving around underneath the wall? He better keep an eye on that. So, housemates, the new addition to your household appears to be watching the living room wallpaper very intently and muttering to himself. He is still holding the empty milk bottle and contemplating throwing it at non-existent wall gremlins.]




[Later, when he's finally gotten bored with that, Teddie is taking his tour of the town after all. He's still high as a kite, though, so he may not remember much of this later. Everything he sees seems to strike him as either totally amazing or completely hilarious. Also he keeps stopping to stare at thing for entirely too long, or occaisionally poke things that seem interesting. Like you. Hi there.]

Hey.... pssst.... Hey......

[identity profile] pretty-bear.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
The milk...?

[Hmm, he vaguely remembers that from this morning....]

It did taste kind of funny....

[identity profile] birthclod.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
So we drank the same thing...

... What do you see, Teddie?

[identity profile] pretty-bear.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hmm, what does he see? He glances around.]

A lot of fog. But there aren't any shadows yet, so we're okay. And the ripply ground of course.

Oh, and a pretty girl.

[identity profile] birthclod.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, this... boy, most likely, is at least having coherent hallucinations. He doesn't seem particularly disturbed by them anyway.]

Huh.

[She wonders who the pretty girl is. Clod doesn't even consider that it might be her. Not once.]

You might want to go back home. It's... easier to deal with if you just close your eyes and pretend you're not seeing fog... and shadows... and girls.

[identity profile] pretty-bear.livejournal.com 2011-08-20 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Well... I'm okay with all the other stuff, but...


Why do I have to pretend I'm not seeing a pretty girl? You're standing right in front of me.