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

[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.