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]

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!