☠Twenty-Sixth Reel: New stripes [Closed]

[redcinemareel]

Who: The Bloody Roses, and the bodyswap victims
Where: The Gilded Rose on the their way south
When: Aug 21st to Aug 26th
What: Shenanigans, surely!
Warnings: Probably foul language
Style: always
Status: closed to the crew!

If body swapping, please say who you are. If you could use different icons, that would be great, but if not, at least a link to the person's image. We may not know who is who in this game!

Comments

[english_dignity]

Excuse me? At least you don't look like a Prussian knock-off for once.

[Yep, utterly distracted from anything serious because his face was insulted. Kind of.]

[redcinemareel]

[Are they really arguing about their faces? SIGHS]

Now, now, boys, you're both pretty.

[hollywood_bro]

What does that even mean?

[Prussia is a country, right? Are Prussian guys extremely good-looking or something?]

No, I'm not. He is. But only because he looks like me. How can I be hot when I have eyebrows that look like caterpillars? It's like they crawled onto my face in the middle of the night and I can't cover them up no matter how big or ridiculous my hat is. I need some metaphorical bug spray to kill these things before they eat leaves, make cocoons, and turn into butterflies.

Grell, what are we going to do? It isn't fair.

[english_dignity]

[Did he just- oh yes he did. Arthur growled, all but baring teeth at the other man in his body.]

My eyebrows do not look like bloody caterpillars, you half witted wanker!

[Button? Officially pushed.]

[hollywood_bro]

Wow. I sound weird when I have an English accent and I'm angry.

[Dave has never seen himself make that face before. He wonders if Arthur's body can move as fast as his can. Probably not.]

I would pluck them for you but I don't have any tweezers 'cause I never need to pluck mine.

[Oops, that sounded more like an insult than an apology.]

[english_dignity]

[He might not be as fast, but he could probably handle more damage.

And that comment? Earned an angrier glare.]

You pluck one hair and I'm shaving you bald. There is NOTHING wrong with my eyebrows!

[hollywood_bro]

Okay, I won't harm a hair on your head. Literally. These majestic hedges of fur are totally safe with me.

[Even though he really wishes he could hack them off Dave would never risk losing his own hair. Going bald is the second worst thing imaginable, almost as bad as looking like Arthur.]

Just lay off the do.

[redcinemareel]

[Really, all Grell could do now was watch them. Were they really arguing about this?

But she agrees, she thinks the eyebrows suit Arthur...and only him. They are very much like caterpillars, but she wouldn't ever say so.]

Are you two done, now?

[english_dignity]

[Arthur offered up a hand to Dave.]

Yes, I believe we are.

i'm so sorry for dave's narcissism

[hollywood_bro]

We are as done as well done steak in a grimy old diner. The waiter brings it to you and you're like, I ordered it medium-rare and you all but burnt this shit. That steaks is so done it's rock solid. You're afraid to take a bite because you'll chip your teeth. Take that shit home, scrape it out the box, and add it to your rock garden.

[Dave shakes his own hand. He's never touched himself from inside someone else's body before. It's weird. Also kind of hot. Is this what it feels like when other people touch him? Damn, he's fine.]

I could never stay mad at that face.

Hehehe

[english_dignity]

I think I could easily stay angry at mine. I look enough like my brothers to imagine easily.

[Arthur smirked and release Dave's hand. Well, his hand, but the one Dave was currently using.]