» caroline forbes (
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meadowlarklogs2019-03-17 01:14 pm
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you learned to breathe underwater —
WHO: caroline forbes & you!
WHERE: the safehouse
WHEN: october 10
WHAT: an impromptu birthday celebration.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: excessive cheeriness.
[ by mid-day, a new message appears on the network from a new user, @caroline.forbes: ]
It's my birthday, apparently, so I made cake. Please don't make me eat all of it!
[ it's a fairly short message, but it's at least accompanied by a few photos of a cake, surprisingly delicious looking for being made of everything but chocolate.
those in the safehouse will have likely heard caroline baking up a storm all morning, and may be aware that the photos show her fourth attempt at this extremely finicky futuristic cake. by the time she posts her photos, all the evidence has been scrubbed clean from the countertops (and dishes and floor and tabletops and trash cans) of the safehouse kitchen. ]
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ooc note: feel free to have your character reply on the network, come by in person, or a combination thereof. this post is a combo pack because i didn't feel like making a network and log post on the same day. #lazy
WHERE: the safehouse
WHEN: october 10
WHAT: an impromptu birthday celebration.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: excessive cheeriness.
[ by mid-day, a new message appears on the network from a new user, @caroline.forbes: ]
It's my birthday, apparently, so I made cake. Please don't make me eat all of it!
[ it's a fairly short message, but it's at least accompanied by a few photos of a cake, surprisingly delicious looking for being made of everything but chocolate.
those in the safehouse will have likely heard caroline baking up a storm all morning, and may be aware that the photos show her fourth attempt at this extremely finicky futuristic cake. by the time she posts her photos, all the evidence has been scrubbed clean from the countertops (and dishes and floor and tabletops and trash cans) of the safehouse kitchen. ]
—
ooc note: feel free to have your character reply on the network, come by in person, or a combination thereof. this post is a combo pack because i didn't feel like making a network and log post on the same day. #lazy
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Cake sounds great. You made it all by yourself?
[yeah, maybe just steer this into more distanced topics of conversation...]
Being cooped in ain't any fun at all, huh. You'll be out soon, though.
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I just can't go outside in the daylight, is all.
[ a beat ]
I have really bad allergies. To the sun.
[ thank you, dr phil, for airing an episode of "i'm a night owl and i hate it" while caroline had been on self-imposed vampire house arrest. ]
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Sucks.
[he offers, grabbing at the plate with the cake. gods, he hopes there aren't any bugs in the mixture. if he bites into anything crunchy or chewy, he might actually throw up--]
It's way too hot during the daytime, though. I do most of my stuff at nighttime if I can help it. [with a smile, prompto takes a bite -- and his expression shows how pleased he is with the flavor despite his initial (inner) hesitation). he puts ah and over his mouth, as he finishes chewing but wishes to keep talking.] Where are you from? I'm from Eos.
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[ technically, that's ios. but no. ]
I'm from Mystic Falls. Virginia. It's okay if you've never heard of it, though, it's a pretty small town. [ with a super weird assortment of people. ] I still can't believe we're in the future.
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[he takes another bite, chewing around the thick layer of cake.]
...uh.
[he scrunches his nose a bit]
There's a lot of things that are kind of unbelievable in this place...
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[ how did he get to earth? does he have a spaceship? is he secretly a little green man with three eyes? caroline doesn't know, but it feels like it'd be rude to ask. ]
I hope it's — [ she gestures to the cake he's biting into ] — okay. I mean, I made like four and then ran out of bananas so I just gave up on making anymore, but. I hope it's okay.
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[all these questions that she isn't asking him are being answered by a mild, irrefutable shrug, eating some more of the cake. he's all about watching what he eats -- but boy, is he a sucker for sweets and cakes. he'd keep eating without restrain if he could.]
[it's at her worry that prompto grins.] It's pretty great stuff, y'know. I'm more for the fluffy type, but I'd be happily converted.