mingle mangle

[takeabow]

Who: anyone!
Broadcast: why not!
Action: sure!
When: Whenever!

[ what are you up to, flooters? passing the time playing cribbage? watching Die Hard with a Vengeance, or maybe trying to repair friendships and perceptions of people that were dashed by invasive dreamscapes?

This is a mingle, so enjoy! ]

Comments

[tothefly]

What would you do if someone told you they didn't want a party? And that celebrating is actually a horrible idea?

[preformthisneigh]

Then I would find a quieter way for them to enjoy their party. No problemo.

[tothefly]

I don't want a party. Or any kind of celebration. Birthdays aren't really a good time for me.

...That's not an invitation to try and make it better.

[preformthisneigh]

[That is the saddest thing EVER. He looks so sad. ]

You don't want... anything? Not- not even a cake?

[tothefly]

....I guess a small cake might be okay. No candles, though.

[Maybe if she lets him have just a little birthday joy he'll let it all go.]

[preformthisneigh]

[He nods, a smile coming back to his face so quickly, it's hard to imagine it was sad a few moments ago. ]

GREAT! I can totally do that. And no candles, okay. I can work with no candles.

[tothefly]

And no more singing. [Please god no more singing. Luckily the common area is pretty deserted, this hour of morning. Is it morning? Does it matter?]

[preformthisneigh]

That I can't promise. Sometimes, a song just leaps outta me.

[tothefly]

Just...try and keep it to a short hop. If you can.

[Dry voice, drier words. How is this conversation even a thing that is happening, she is still asking herself. Every time they talk, she creeps just a little closer towards believing this is all a hallucination.]

[preformthisneigh]

[He nods excitedly.]

OH YEAH! I can do that, that's my expert area. Short and awesome.

[tothefly]

And without the accordion. Please.

[Please god.]

[preformthisneigh]

But I always use my accordion.

[tothefly]

It's my birthday, isn't it?

[preformthisneigh]

Okay, okay. No accordion.

[JUST RIP OUT HIS HEART AND SLAM IT ON THE FLOOR WHY DON'T YOU ]

[tothefly]

[How can an orange pony in a polo shirt look SO SAD. Luckily she has no heart at all.]

...Thank you.

[preformthisneigh]

[He will find the broken fragments of her heart and put it together. JUST YOU WAIT. ]

You're welcome!