MINGLING POST

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[I hope that everyone in Accord has wish-machine'd up some sweaters, because it's getting cold outside! especially around the Tower, what with all those delightful ocean winds around to make things extra-chilly. it's not so bad indoors, though. the Stewards have been doing a good job of keeping the place nice and warm for you.

so what has the crazy tower bunch been up to? jumping in leaf piles? huddling inside for warmth? trying to break the world record for most cookies baked in a week? plotting to murder everyone with horrible death magic? there's plenty to be doing and plenty of people to bother, so go talk to your neighbors! make a friend, or talk to someone you haven't seen in a while! or just, you know, stumble awkwardly into their business. that works too.]


[[ooc: aw yeah, mingling post! make your own comment, tag other people's comments, go crazy!]]

Comments

[forourqueen]

[Gabe doesn't generally have any issues with the cold, but it does remind him of bad places.

The resident zombie is leading his skeletal horse towards the tower, looking a bit thoughtful.

...then he swears under his breath as the undead horse loses a hoof.]

[tabbytastic]

[have an undignified snort and a cackle from somewhere behind you, dead buddy]

--You dropped something!

[forourqueen]

Fuck you, sharkmouth.

[Gabriel snaps back, but he's grinning.]

Give it here.

[tabbytastic]

[ha, the 'pet name' makes her laugh even more.

She picks up the piece of horse and wanders closer, but just kind of tosses it up in the air and catches it again. How gross.]

...I think your ride needs an upgrade.

[forourqueen]

[He snorts and holds out his hand for the hoof, while the horse just awkwardly stands there, one leg held up.]

If I had the gold, I would have gotten a mechanohog.

[tabbytastic]

[yeeeah, not a lick of that makes any sense to her, but it probably doesn't change the part that matters--]

What about just a horse that isn't losing pieces on the road? They can't be that hard to come by, right?

[grinning back, still not giving the hoof back. Sorry, horsie.]

[forourqueen]

Few living horses enjoy zombie riders.

[Gimmie that hoof, man!]

[tabbytastic]

Oh. [guess he has a pretty good point. bah, she tosses the hoof back to him.]

I get along with animals just fine. Must be the smell.

[or the fact that she's practically an animal herself, but whatever]

[forourqueen]

Really? I would have expected them to think you're a predator.

[He shrugs and leans down to attach the hoof.]

[tabbytastic]

[she chuckles a little and grins to show off her teeth.

oh, and then a sudden idea interrupts it, and points at the horse]

--Duct tape!

[forourqueen]

Duck tape?

[Made from... ducks? He's so confused.]

[bandagesplz]

Oooooh...

[Monster shows up, shapeshifting back from several crows that had been hanging around in that there tree. he's sitting on the branch, looking down at the horrible death horse.]

Mmhrm, it's broken...

[forourqueen]

[You're... special, kid. That was some stunt!]

It's a piece of shit.

[bandagesplz]

[it is his best stunt! usually birds get lost and it takes him forever to pull himself back together.

but now he's wiggling his feet.]

Maybe Mister needs a new big scary bone dog.

[forourqueen]

[He snorts at that, fixing the reins on the steed's neck.]

It's not a dog. It's a horse.

[bandagesplz]

...Horse is not a dog?

[...he might not have ever heard of a horse before.]

[forourqueen]

[He smirks at that. Oh kid.]

No. It has hooves, not paws. It's a grass eater, too.

[Pause]

...well, when it was alive.

[bandagesplz]

[he awkwardly moves his fingers, trying to remember what hooves even look like... and what kinds of things eat grass...]

Oh, like pigs. Monster knows pigs.

[he rolls backwards to hang upside-down from the tree branch. nevermind that he's now facing the wrong way, he'll just arch his head back more to see!]

But now it's broken because it's dead? Hrmm.

[forourqueen]

...yeah, like pigs.

[Seriously, kid? You're going to hurt yourself one day.]

They tend to be a little more brittle when without muscles.

[bandagesplz]

Snap! Hehe...

[and that's his contribution to that. C:]

[forourqueen]

[Facepalm =/]

Right. What are you up to?

[bandagesplz]

[he somehow scrambles his way back up on top of the tree branch, laying there like a dead cat.]

Monster was looking for Tabby Mom because he is done playing in snow. But Monster found Scary Gabe first!

[forourqueen]

Hm. She should be around, I guess.

[He enjoys that nickname, kiddo.]

What did you do in the snow? Snowmen?

[He.. kind of remembers being a dad.]

[bandagesplz]

Monster ate it.

[the snow, not the snowman. ...but he might have eaten the snowman too, if he had one.]

And then Tabby Mom explained snow... ball... fights. And Monster doesn't like fighting, but it was okay because it's just snow, which Monster figured out is frozen...

...Mm, Monster feels like he did a lot of things.

[forourqueen]

Good on you, kid. Seems you had a good time.

[He glances over at Monster.]

You should eat something else than snow, too.