[WT] BEEP BEEP LETTUCE :: open, geese awareness

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    This was a...very unusual weekly task, but he wasn't prepared to give up so easily. At least it wasn't something humiliating like that kissing booth prank that had recently occurred. The corgi still quivered at the thought, but he pushed it away when setting up an easel in a larger room of the castle, dragging along a pad of sticky notes, one relatively large sheet of paper and a black permanent marker. Carefully he had used the marker to sketch a dark figure, the figure of none other than a goose. Now came the trouble of displaying it on the easel. The dog decided on making several leaps to set it on; the first to set it upon the easel, the second to leave it rightside-up, the third to straighten it. After all, he was far too short to simply leave it on with no hassle, and he still had trouble switching to his larger liger form.


    Now came the announcement of his "lesson." "Know what this little bugger is? You're damn right that it's a goose. Why a goose, you ask? Well, geese are the embodiment of pure evil. They're loud, they're condescending, their smug aura mocks you all. Stick around to find out how to avoid these honking bastards or engage in combat with 'em when push comes to shove. But before we begin, take a sticky note and write three of the worst encounters you've ever had with a goose, or as many as you can. They won't be shared publicly." This was almost embarrassing. Almost. The fact that Benny was dead set on doing it with a straight face the whole time only made it better...or worse.

    Oooo, another one of the tasks! She did indeed have a stroke when giving those tasks out- a stroke of genius. The ginger feline went over wth a smile. She hadn't actually had any encounters with geese, but she could easily make some up. "Good job." the female purred, grabbing a sticky note and going to sit down nearby.

    Once a goose pecked me on the head and stole my freshkill

    once a goose pooped on some herbs I was about to collect

    once a goose honked at my clanmates for no apparent reason

    ☆•° now had came the opposing side to this geese slander. with a pout, the angel ruffled her feathers as she had stepped closer. geese were so kind, what were they talking about? she had often hung around geese, simply talking with them and listening to their soft honks. when their hatch-lings had come, she made sure they were protected. she named them all. godlymelody had loved geese. they were beautiful, canadian geese were her favorite. "actually..." came the holy being's soft voice, obviously not enjoying how they were talking about her feathered companions. "geese can be really sweet, bentley. they honk to talk, just like we do. maybe you should try seeing it from their point of view?" it would be no surprise that the bird lover was defending an avian. but she simply couldn't allow these harsh rumors. they didn't mean harm, they were just protective.


    "speech" | tags

    Oh god, another one. He wandered over to the scene, gaze flickering between Bentley's determined self, Blazestar, Godlymelody, and the goose drawing. The corner of his mouth twitching, he took a seat and lowered his head, shoulders quivering with concealed laughter. With a snort, he covered his snout with his fluffy, fox-like tail and promptly burst into laughter. He felt a bit bad, maybe, but this was just too good. Anti-goose club, is that what this was? Doing his best to muffle his chuckles with his tail, he expelled a laugh-tickled huffed, trying to regain his composure. Still bearing a stupid half-grin, Elijah slowly lowered his head, coughing back another giggle fit. "I-I'm so-orry," he sputtered in apology, speech fragmented by little hiccups of laughter. Unfortunately, Elijah was taking Melody's side here - he was pretty fond of birds for personal reasons, and couldn't really bring himself to hate one. That and, well, he'd never actually met a goose. Whoops. His sheltered immortal life was catching up to him. Ears tingling with a bit of embarrassed warmth, the wolf just giggled again and sat back to see who else would show up, what else this stupidly silly presentation would entail.

    -tags-

    AIN'T NO MERCY

    sebastian xerseus / the frontier & child / male [♂] / tags

    *:･ﾟ✦ That was a goose. The child side of him was not sure what it was, or it would act that way. He knew what it was, though. Scampering over he would place himself between the paws of Elijah. Head tilted and ears perked slightly. "What a goose?" He asked as he peered at the goose drawing and then blinked. Looking up at the male that had said that geese were evil. Red eyes wide in shock at this. "Evil? It look cute!"


    That was his argument. If it looked cute, it wasn’t evil. That was how his child-like outlook was going to play out. It was almost a challenge to the older male. If he wanted to argue with a child, then he would get a cute little argument. If not, oh well.


    "Speech."