Maglor Makalaure Canafinwe Feanorion (
bythewaves) wrote in
driftfleet2017-09-03 11:57 pm
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A promise made is a promise kept. Even... weird ones.
Who: Maglor and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Huntress
When: Now
[ The video flips on to Maglor carefully setting his communicator down. He waves at the camera. ]
This is for Vash.
[ He tells everyone cheerfully and then backs away, gesturing behind him, to where a vuvuzela sits calmly on a table. Nothing special to see here. He walks away, from the communicator, picks up the vuvuzela, and then the shappy mop of pink on the table, that turns out to be a wig. He straps that to the vuvuzela, comes back and picks up the communicator, and starts to walk ]
As requested, we are conducting an experiment, to see if the wig stays on.
[ He stops by the airlock, where there is a bit of fumbling around, and then the vuvuzela, complete with wig, is shown drifting off into space. The communicator stays on it until it's vanished into the distance. And then Maglor turns around, and you can hear him sigh.
The same vuvuzela, complete with wig, is lying on the floor behind him ]
And now we know.
[ CLICK. Yes. That's literally the entire reason for this post. Blame Vash. ]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Huntress
When: Now
[ The video flips on to Maglor carefully setting his communicator down. He waves at the camera. ]
This is for Vash.
[ He tells everyone cheerfully and then backs away, gesturing behind him, to where a vuvuzela sits calmly on a table. Nothing special to see here. He walks away, from the communicator, picks up the vuvuzela, and then the shappy mop of pink on the table, that turns out to be a wig. He straps that to the vuvuzela, comes back and picks up the communicator, and starts to walk ]
As requested, we are conducting an experiment, to see if the wig stays on.
[ He stops by the airlock, where there is a bit of fumbling around, and then the vuvuzela, complete with wig, is shown drifting off into space. The communicator stays on it until it's vanished into the distance. And then Maglor turns around, and you can hear him sigh.
The same vuvuzela, complete with wig, is lying on the floor behind him ]
And now we know.
[ CLICK. Yes. That's literally the entire reason for this post. Blame Vash. ]
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He has 'big brother' written on his bones, I think. He has always been a protector. If he thinks the vuvuzela is somehow sentient, a fact I am not yet willing to cede to him! then... he will see it as a small one that needs care and discipline, not humiliation and uh... threats. [ He grins ]
So, no. No, he wasn't.
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[ Maglor smiles fondly ]
But Maedhros ... well. If it makes him happy...
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If it makes him happy... well. It's a fairly harmless thought, no?
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You are a terrible influence, my friend.
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end here?