fourth wall event is a go

[passingmod.livejournal.com]

FOURTH WALL EVENT START








Welcome to the world of your dreams.

Anything you've ever wanted to be, anything you ever could have been exists here and now. There are no limits to one's dreams. Anything that can happen, will happen here. You're in as much control, or lack of control, as you want to be in.



who: anyone and everyone, not just game members! all are invited to participate, from any verse you choose. imported game cr, oc's, au's, fandom oc's, doubles etc. anything goes here.

where: the setting is onepassingnight's theme: dreams! so go crazy with the setting. it's your dream.

what: a crack meme for crack fun :)

how: put your character and fandom in the subject of your comment in some form. otherwise, the rest is up to you. first-person, prose, action, etc. you decide.

one rule: if you are planning to play out a mature subject in your thread/the thread turns mature in any way (ie. murder, sex, etc.) put a warning in the subject at the moment the mature subject starts.

Comments

[findmyownreason.livejournal.com]

[that sounds an awful lot like a trick question. Maybe Cloud's hung around with tricksters mischievous women too long but - yeah, he's going to clarify that point. Firmly.]

No.

I just want to get this damn makeup on [another hit to the lipstick before he gives up and tosses it back on the counter] so I can pass for female long enough to go find my girls without causing a ruckus at a whore house. A different whore house. Then I want to cause a ruckus on my way back out the door and never, ever see whatever that thing is [there's a gesture toward a curling iron] ever again.

[windunchained.livejournal.com]

You intend to enjoy the house's women as a woman?

[He may, just may, be deliberately being obtuse now.

Or maybe he really seems to find this a possibility.]

[findmyownreason.livejournal.com]

[Cloud gives him a flat look. The answer comes out the same.]

Yeah.

[windunchained.livejournal.com]

I do not think you will find many here to your taste.

[findmyownreason.livejournal.com]

[there's a vague snort on Cloud's part and his lips actually twitch upward. For a second, for the first time, he actually looks a little relaxed.]

There's nobody here that's my type.

[windunchained.livejournal.com]

You intend to seek employment here instead?

[findmyownreason.livejournal.com]

[have another sideways glance. That's... a bit of a jump in logic as far as Cloud can tell. He'll pick up the little case with the pink powder in it. He's pretty sure that's blush but he's got no clue about how it's supposed to get from the square to his cheeks. Does he use his fingers and kinda... smear it?]

I'm here because it's not the whore house I need to sneak into and because this is the only place that I can get what I need so that I can sneak into the other place. I'm not looking for a job or a lay at either place.

[windunchained.livejournal.com]

If that's the case, then you should begin your preparations.

[Stop stalling, kid.]

[findmyownreason.livejournal.com]

[have a flat look 'makeup expert'. He knows if he tries this on his own he's going to look like a clown. The badly done, semi-drunk, scary kind.]

Do me a favor and ask them to send me someone who does know what they're doing on your way out of here.

[windunchained.livejournal.com]

I will leave if you wish.

[And he does, brushing past Cloud.


But guess who doesn't ask for anyone to come help?]

[findmyownreason.livejournal.com]

OOC: wrap it with that?

[windunchained.livejournal.com]

(ooc: sure!)