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eyesofaserpent) wrote2011-11-02 09:37 pm
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Drink Count: 11 || "Take Me In, Tender Woman," Sighed the Snake
A. [Action: 915 Bilko Boulevard, morning]
[Oh look, there's a package on the porch for Crowley. Well, to be honest, Crowley picks it up with a glitter on the lenses of his sunglasses. So far, Mayfield's gifts to him have been good, so he really has no reason to be wary of this box. He takes it to the kitchen to open it and... He feels a rush of energy that tingles on his skin and knowledge dropped into his mind about what he has just regained: his ability to change his shape.
So, just to test it out, he suddenly takes the form of a snake and flicks his forked tongue in amusement. In fact to any of the residents of 915 Bilko were to walk into the kitchen, they would see a snake that gives the impression of being mighty proud of himself.]
Hallo.
[Oh yeah, this snake can talk.]
B. [Action: About town, afternoon]
[Crowley's trying out a different shape. He's slinking around town as a woman with raven black hair, cherry red lips, and shades. He's wearing a slinky, low-cut, white with black polka dotted pencil skirt dress and black snakeskin Louboutin stilettos. He looks like every teenage boy's wet dream: the quintessential pinup girl.
Crowley still seems rather pleased with himself, parading around town like this. Go ahead. Approach him. He won't bite. Not even you, Loki.]
C. [Action: Olney's Tavern, evening]
[Well, he's not behind the bar. He isn't allowed behind the bar tonight because he's a woman. In fact, he keeps getting disapproving looks from the patrons of the tavern.
Crowley found out he was stuck a couple hours back. It was like he forgot his favorite shape. Really, it is just a set back, though a very frustrating one. Clearly, it's been too long since he changed his shape.
He drummed his perfectly painted red fingernails on the counter before taking a sip of her Apple Crisp.]
Bollocks... I really buggered this up, didn't I?
((ooc: To anyone selecting B or C, I will be responding with
eyesofafemsnake so I can use the pretty icons.))
[Oh look, there's a package on the porch for Crowley. Well, to be honest, Crowley picks it up with a glitter on the lenses of his sunglasses. So far, Mayfield's gifts to him have been good, so he really has no reason to be wary of this box. He takes it to the kitchen to open it and... He feels a rush of energy that tingles on his skin and knowledge dropped into his mind about what he has just regained: his ability to change his shape.
So, just to test it out, he suddenly takes the form of a snake and flicks his forked tongue in amusement. In fact to any of the residents of 915 Bilko were to walk into the kitchen, they would see a snake that gives the impression of being mighty proud of himself.]
Hallo.
[Oh yeah, this snake can talk.]
B. [Action: About town, afternoon]
[Crowley's trying out a different shape. He's slinking around town as a woman with raven black hair, cherry red lips, and shades. He's wearing a slinky, low-cut, white with black polka dotted pencil skirt dress and black snakeskin Louboutin stilettos. He looks like every teenage boy's wet dream: the quintessential pinup girl.
Crowley still seems rather pleased with himself, parading around town like this. Go ahead. Approach him. He won't bite. Not even you, Loki.]
C. [Action: Olney's Tavern, evening]
[Well, he's not behind the bar. He isn't allowed behind the bar tonight because he's a woman. In fact, he keeps getting disapproving looks from the patrons of the tavern.
Crowley found out he was stuck a couple hours back. It was like he forgot his favorite shape. Really, it is just a set back, though a very frustrating one. Clearly, it's been too long since he changed his shape.
He drummed his perfectly painted red fingernails on the counter before taking a sip of her Apple Crisp.]
Bollocks... I really buggered this up, didn't I?
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But really, it's better for you lot that you have such short lifespans. Can you imagine how overpopulated the world would be if nobody died of natural causes?
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Oh, I'm sure. Now is it all going to be test tube babies or were you thinking of going back to the old traditions?
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I'm sure you have many lovely ladies lined up for the opportunity.
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[Grimsley winks. And then choke-snorts a bit himself as he turns away.]
Right. I need a drink.
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[Grimsley orders his wine before turning back.]
Though I'm certainly curious to hear more of this story.
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