Richard, King of Windor (
ledbythewind) wrote2014-04-03 12:24 am
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['Accidental' Video/Action]
[Video]
[At first, the journal seems to have been left open by accident, perhaps knocked open by some errant passerby, as the only thing visible is what looks to be a ceiling. Certainly nothing remarkable, in any case.
However, it isn't long before the sound of a bell jingling can be heard over the journals, followed almost immediately by a surprised and dismayed squawk of protest, then by Richard's laughter.]
What are you-- Oh come on. I am not wearing this. [There’s further jingling as the subject of Richard’s tormenting speaks up.]
Just as I thought-- it suits you perfectly. Purple really is your color.
There are nicer collars out there, you know. Ones that don’t make noise.
And if I said the noise was the point?
[More jingling as the collar is tugged at, but not removed.] You want to slowly drive yourself mad?
I want to be able to know where you are. You’re far too quiet when you’re around the house.
Me? Quiet? Pfft. You mean you can’t just follow my constant complaining?
I suppose I could always give you more to complain about instead…
You’re already doing that, so I lose either way.
[He laughs again.] Then I see no reason to object to this.
[Score another victory for Richard.]
[Action]
[Mission accomplished, Richard will spend the rest of the day tidying up around the house and running a few errands. Those who pay attention might notice that there's something slightly... off about him, though. At home, he very nearly trips over the cat and accidentally bumps his shin against the coffee table at one point (which anyone in the house will be made aware of when he yelps); at the store, he stands there staring at the ingredient lists on food items far longer than most people would.
It's a definite aberration for the usually elegant and graceful king, but one he'll try to shrug off if asked about.]
(OOC: Joint post between Richard (green) and Isamu (purple)! One or both will answer the video part-- if you have a preference, feel free to specify.)
[At first, the journal seems to have been left open by accident, perhaps knocked open by some errant passerby, as the only thing visible is what looks to be a ceiling. Certainly nothing remarkable, in any case.
However, it isn't long before the sound of a bell jingling can be heard over the journals, followed almost immediately by a surprised and dismayed squawk of protest, then by Richard's laughter.]
What are you-- Oh come on. I am not wearing this. [There’s further jingling as the subject of Richard’s tormenting speaks up.]
Just as I thought-- it suits you perfectly. Purple really is your color.
There are nicer collars out there, you know. Ones that don’t make noise.
And if I said the noise was the point?
[More jingling as the collar is tugged at, but not removed.] You want to slowly drive yourself mad?
I want to be able to know where you are. You’re far too quiet when you’re around the house.
Me? Quiet? Pfft. You mean you can’t just follow my constant complaining?
I suppose I could always give you more to complain about instead…
You’re already doing that, so I lose either way.
[He laughs again.] Then I see no reason to object to this.
[Score another victory for Richard.]
[Action]
[Mission accomplished, Richard will spend the rest of the day tidying up around the house and running a few errands. Those who pay attention might notice that there's something slightly... off about him, though. At home, he very nearly trips over the cat and accidentally bumps his shin against the coffee table at one point (which anyone in the house will be made aware of when he yelps); at the store, he stands there staring at the ingredient lists on food items far longer than most people would.
It's a definite aberration for the usually elegant and graceful king, but one he'll try to shrug off if asked about.]
(OOC: Joint post between Richard (green) and Isamu (purple)! One or both will answer the video part-- if you have a preference, feel free to specify.)
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Yes, it's truly disheartening to see that no one has thought to supply the enclosure with anything of that nature over all these years.
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He's actually completely speechless at that, not even blushing as much as just going pale and then looking vaguely sick. In a shocked sort of way, where he then goes a bit blue in the face ]
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We're kidding. Kidding.
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It isn't like that at all.
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[He ruffles Richard's hair to get him to lighten up again.]
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He really fell for it, didn't he?
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Don't let it bother you.
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[This, Isamu, is an eyebrow being raised at you.]
It seems you and I have a very different definition of 'sometimes.'
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I only tease because I care!
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[Richard knows this quite well by now.]
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[Push Richard away, yes. Remove it, no.]
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[Well not ones with bells. And not ones that didn't involves something kinky. With a girl.]
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I believe this would be the first time I've earned that particular distinction.
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[ And he bursts out laughing. AHAHA. Ha ]
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[Grumble grumble.]
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[Folding his arms to rest them atop Isamu's head.]
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