Nathan Young (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
designedtoparty) wrote2011-04-29 08:05 pm
designedtoparty) wrote2011-04-29 08:05 pm
Entry tags:
- character: angela montenegro,
- character: campbell bain,
- character: claire bennet,
- character: dulcie,
- character: eden mac cionaoith,
- character: hibari kyouya,
- character: lockdown,
- character: ted,
- character: the man with no name,
- character: vriska serket,
- curse day: affected,
- curse: the birds,
- filter: public,
- plot: curse day,
- plot: nathan is a troll,
- post: action,
- post: video
012 ∞ VIDEO // ACTION
[Nathan is standing with his arms outstretched, his right arm with five ravens perched on it, and four crows on his left. His left shoulder is occupied by a blue and gold macaw. Despite being covered in a fair amount of bird poo (his navy hoodie may not have been his best choice today), he looks pretty pleased.]
Hey, Captain Birdseye. Say cunt.
[The macaw, Captain Birdseye, just whistles at him, much to Nathan's disappointment.]
No, cunt. C'mon, man. Say it with me. Cunt!
[This time he gets a screech and a click. Which still doesn't impress him. He frowns, starting to get a bit irritated.]
Cunt.
[Click. Nathan glares at him, sulkily.] Fine. Don't say it. [Side eye, then he mutters under his breath.] Twat.
[Screeeeeeeeeeeech.] Wanker. [Click, click, click. And then he's cleaning his feathers.]
What the fuck?! Where'd you get wanker from? I gave up on teaching you that one ages ago.
[Birdseye ignores him in favour of cleaning. Nathan pouts, arms drooping a little.] How long is this going to last for? My arms hurt.
[If you want action, Nathan is around the city, charging at random people with his bird flock.]
Hey, Captain Birdseye. Say cunt.
[The macaw, Captain Birdseye, just whistles at him, much to Nathan's disappointment.]
No, cunt. C'mon, man. Say it with me. Cunt!
[This time he gets a screech and a click. Which still doesn't impress him. He frowns, starting to get a bit irritated.]
Cunt.
[Click. Nathan glares at him, sulkily.] Fine. Don't say it. [Side eye, then he mutters under his breath.] Twat.
[Screeeeeeeeeeeech.] Wanker. [Click, click, click. And then he's cleaning his feathers.]
What the fuck?! Where'd you get wanker from? I gave up on teaching you that one ages ago.
[Birdseye ignores him in favour of cleaning. Nathan pouts, arms drooping a little.] How long is this going to last for? My arms hurt.
[If you want action, Nathan is around the city, charging at random people with his bird flock.]
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C'mon! Go down!
[They don't. In fact, they get bored of circling, and start flying away.]
No! Doooown!
[They don't listen. They just keep flying away.]
Sorry, Nathaaaaan!
[Only then they swoop in a slow, lazy turn, and start coming in again.
For a dive.]
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He's not sure what he'll do if they still attack him after that.]
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It's going to be kind of counterintuitive, though.]
WATCH OUUUUUUT!
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[Nor is Campbell. He would have barged directly into Nathan and as it is, he swoops over.]
I don't think they like you!!! I dunno if this is gonna work!
[And then he feels the slight turn.]
Shit, I think they're coming back!
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Fucking get them away from me! You're the one flying them.
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[Campbell yells, a long, loud AAAAAAA as the birds swoop down again, lower this time, over Nathan.]
Can y' stop lookin' like a target or something?!
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I didn't think I looked like on to begin with!
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[He does a bit of trying to struggle against the ropes holding him up to try and influence the direction of the birds. It doesn't work very well because Campbell is a stick-man.]
Get against a wall or something!!!
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Fuck! This'd better not get me cornered!
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OW. That's the last time I'm askin' them t' do anything!!!
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Are you going yet?
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[They're circling him higher up again.]
Look, sorry about the attacks. And that you cannae fly!
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Bye!