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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[Dulcie takes a... little more time enjoying the groping. Then she pulls back.]
You need to come find me at midnight.
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Cool. Where can I find you these days?
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Anyway, it might be more fun, seeing as you can track me down in the blink of an eye. Let's say you give me half an hour starting from midnight before you try finding me.
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[aaaaaaand she's gone.]