just rp it.

[musedactyl]

how to play.
1.  Drop a comment with one or more of your muses.  It can be empty if you want me to make a scenario, or you can toss one at me.  If you want to just give me a prompt (a word, song, lyric, picture, phrase, anything), I can riff off that too.
2.  In the subject line, you can specify any of my muses you might want to play with, or you can ask me to pick someone.  No muses are off-limits except for those that have no icon uploaded on the list.  If you leave it to me, it is likely that I will give you someone I haven't tried yet, haven't tried much, or haven't played in a long while.
3.  just rp with me.  if something jives really well, maybe we can continue it in another one of these later, sort of like a super casual verse.  if it doesn't, it doesn't.

Comments

[whatialways_do]

[misterfurious]

[ welcome to a line at some crappy convenience store. and meet the guy who is holding up said line. his eyebrows are drawn together almost pathetically, as all he but whines to the deadpan cashier, who stares at him, unblinking. ]

Look, I mean, can't you cut a guy a break? I'm a superhero. I just spent all night out there fighting crime, taking down the kind of tools who might come and... and... and knock this place over and you can't give me a bottle of aspirin? Talk about lack of gratitude.

[whatialways_do]

[there is a giant eye roll from Max who is standing a few people back]

If you don't have the cash then get out of the line. Other people have places to be.

[misterfurious]

[ he shoots an irritated look back that way ] Do you mind? I'm having a conversation here. Don't push me.

[whatialways_do]

Don't push you? That's funny, because you seem to be pushing me quite a bit.

[misterfurious]

Uhhhh, which one of us here is a colossal fountain of rage waiting to go nuclear?

[whatialways_do]

[snorts]

Right now? I'm thinking that would be me.

[takes a step forward, arms out]

Wanna test it?

[misterfurious]

Is that a challenge?

[whatialways_do]

If you have to ask, then I'm pretty sure I already know how this is gonna go.

[misterfurious]

Maybe I want to give you the chance to back off, cuz this is one smokestack that you don't wanna see blow its top, cupcake.

[whatialways_do]

[Max doesn't respond. She moves off her spot in line, reaches forward to grab him by the collar, lifts, and moves him to the side. Then she turns to the person who was between her and the ass.]

After you.

[misterfurious]

[ yeah he's lifted easily and set down and just sort of soundlessly works his mouth as he tries to form words, making gesticulating motions to go with it before finally pointing at her dramatically: ] That - was the last mistake you're ever gonna make, my friend. Because you-- you don't know what you -- or I--

[whatialways_do]

[and Max will just give him a look, because do you really want a piece of this?

She doesn't think so.]

[misterfurious]

[ the cashier is staring at them both flatly, chewing on his gum, with one finger poised over the button.

roy looks back and forth between them and then graps a HoHo off the counter... and holds it aloft, crushing it in his fist. Creme oozes out between his fingers, and he looks like a vein is going to burst in his head. ]

[whatialways_do]

[She is still not impressed. But now she's up on line, so she's going to go pay for her shit now.]

[misterfurious]

Count yourself lucky. Cuz that coulda been your... head.

[whatialways_do]

Uh-huh.

[shoves her stuff in her backpack, before starting to head out]

You keep thinkin' that.