Marishka
09 December 2012 @ 12:28 am
[Marishka is so happy right now that her eyes are glowing gold. Laughing, she does a twirl for the camera before leaning forward with a smile to look at it.]

What a beautiful curse that was. I would love to have another of it, so many more. Perhaps these gods would do such a thing for us.

[And she steps back to do another twirl before dancing again. She's always loved to dance so much. It's one of her greatest joys.]


[ooc: Backdated to early in the evening of the 8th.]
 
 
❝ a r t h u r ❞
09 December 2012 @ 03:54 am
That's the fourth cow I've had to dodge.

What kind of curse is this supposed to be anyway?

[ grumble mumble....as he trudges the rest of the way home, an eye out for angry creatures of bovine persuasion ]
 
 
Derek Hale
09 December 2012 @ 11:47 am
 
What-

[There's an angry moo and stamping, and then a growl, but more stamping]

What is going on?

[Derek has in fact been treed by a herd of cows]
 
 
he_who_kills
09 December 2012 @ 12:53 pm
 
This what called thinning the herd out. Darwin man say village idiots no live long. He much right!
 
 
Current Mood: tsk-tsk-tsk
 
 
Theodred "Theo" Kaylin Sammeth
09 December 2012 @ 01:00 pm
 
[Action]

There's a Theo up in a tree. Why is he up in the tree? Because there's a bunch of very angry bulls surrounding said tree.

Occasionally one bangs its head into the trunk, causing it to shake and rattle badly. However, Theo seems to have a good grip on the tree.

How long this will last and how long the tree will last standing is up for debate.]


[Video]

Damn I wish Trever was here. But he's not. Anyone good at cow... bull wrangling? Because I'd really like to come down.
 
 
( clary ғray | тнe мorтal ιnѕтrυмenтѕ )
09 December 2012 @ 01:06 pm
[ Clary's giggle is really the first thing that comes through. Then the feed twists to show the cow currently trying to chew on the hem of her dress. ] C'mon, you're very cute but I need this dress.

[ New York doesn't have that many cows but Luke's farm had a couple of cute ones when she was younger, so Clary just climbs up the stairs of the fire escape and sits down, the feed still focusing on the cow. ] I had a few questions about the City, but I'm not sure I factored in Invasion of the Cows. Is there a farm nearby? [ Because Clary's still of the naive mindframe where that's the only logical solution. ] Should I try to lure Daisy back?
 
 
[The Man With No Name]
09 December 2012 @ 02:21 pm
-62-  
[Video Post]
[Flicker, flicker, snap! Although what can one see, really? It seems to be downright pandemonium at the moment: movement and thundering hooves and brown...cowhides? Yes, and lowing. That low rumbling sound, that's cattle lowing--tired, irritated cattle. Pushy cattle. Cattle not to keen on being made to go where they are going, and yet the herd demands it. The sounds seem to echo as though in a canyon. Or in a city street.

And there are also shouts and whistles from time to time. Whistles, followed by hoofbeats.

Cows! Lots of them! A herd of them!

And when there are cows, who does one call?

Cowboys, of course.

Fortunately, things are starting to clear, even if the view seems to be from the shoulder of a horse. That shouldn't be too surprising by now, videos like this at an angle like that. There's certainly one person we all know who ends up posting video like this to the Network all the damn time.

A couple of whistles come from just above the device (there he is now), the view turns, the horse steps sharply--and some would-be strays are pushed back in.

A pause and a view of nothing but cattle...walking around in a narrow road somewhere in the City (a small mercy it's not the square, but it's no fun to try and herd these critters in narrow alleyways).

A pause. The cows mill around. None wanders too far. A tally is made. An accounting.

Quietly, almost under his breath:]


Twenty-two.

[....................wait a minute...]

Twenty-two...

[An uncertain tone to that statement: twenty-two doesn't seem quite right. There is a pause. The horse is turned. The camera of the Network device alights on a calf, standing some distance removed from the herd, pitifully bleating. There's no laugh but the sound of a smile from the man on the horse.

He and the horse step around the calf and push it back into the herd.

A new answer:]


Twenty-three.

[Another pause, another smile.]

Twenty-two and a half.

[Get on there, cows. Maybe we ought to say "git along little dogies." Or something like that. In any event, he pushes the cows up the street. A lesson for you cows: don't try to annoy the cowboy. He'll only herd you. The cows move on through the streets, lowing and grumbling as cows do. The horse steps along behind them. A hand comes into view--of course it would, since there's a rope looped up nearby and the man on the horse (you know who he is by now) seems to need it.

But, in so doing, he snaps the lid shut on his Network device again. The sounds of the cattle echo for another moment more, but then even that too falls into the darkness in the empty space of the Network and the feeds ends in a--]

[//video post ends]

[ooc: These are the irritating but less violent cows that he's working on herding here. Feel free to join in and help, if you'd like. Otherwise, he'll just chase this little herd up to the barn and let them hang out there...where they will annoy him by cuddling up against him or trying to eat his duster or something, probably. And this is all funny because Rawhide. (Someone call him "Rowdy" today. Oh please.) If you'd like something of a visual (and a view of some really amazing chaps), look at the opening scenes of Hang 'Em High. You're welcome.]
 
 
Neil Perry
[ VIDEO | Backdated to this afternoon ]

[The image is a bit dark and a little wobbly, but the focus is pretty obvious: an enormous bull, standing in the middle of a very narrow space lined with books. From offscreen, Neil narrates:]

I think he wandered in about an hour ago-- I heard the bell on the door and looked up and there he was.

[The bull turns his head towards the camera slowly, snorts, and goes back to nosing idly at the shelf.]

I'm calling him Ferdinand, maybe it'll be a good influence. But unless he gets tired and leaves, I'm not really sure what to do... I'd close up early but I don't want to leave him trapped here.

[Briefly, Neil turns the camera on himself, looking a bit perplexed.]

Does anyone have any ideas? Maybe we could... lure him out?

[ooc; posted during business hours at the bookstore ;3 Link is totally ooc and only there for your viewing pleasure. <3]
 
 
verysmallpig
09 December 2012 @ 09:26 pm
[Piglet braces his back against the door of his tree-house, his feet slipping on the floor as he tries to keep the door firmly Shut.]

Oh d-dear dear me! [His head cranes back to call to some very large unseen thing outside.] N-n-nobody is H-home, if... if you may have thought there was.

[And as an afterthought, he decides to add-] A-and certainly there's Nothing at all to eat in here...


[ooc: Outside his door is a Very large and possibly aggressive, pouncing type of cow. At least, that's what Piglet believes.]