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poly_chromatic2012-12-19 09:51 pm
mrsnose) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-12-19 09:51 pm
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015 }{ ACCIDENTAL VIDEO
[WARNING: This post can contain suggestive language. Of l'amour. Skip it if it bothers you.]
[The device is turned on by one of the birds pecking at it. Behind the bird, one can see Sophie, tending to a rosebush full of blue roses.
The bird chirps and starts talking,] There are other bushes to tend to, mademoiselle.
Mmhmm. [Sophie, clearly paying attention. The bird continues,] It can be an incentive to your lover, during the act of l'amour...
[Sophie plucks a few roses, watches them proudly and completely unaware she's being recorded, and repeats:] Mmmh- wait, pardon?
L'act de l'amouuuuuuur~ [Repeats the bird, helpfully.] A modern man will want a modern woman to take to his bed, and if mademoiselle considered-
No, no - stop! [She looks flushed, flustered and angry. And brandishing the roses like weapons.] Stop giving me advice about that.
But mademoiselle, do you not want to do like the mod-
I said be quiet! I'll spell you quiet, I swear! [She notices the blinking green light behind the bird.] Did you do that? Is this rec- re- re- [Oh god, oh drats and blast, everyone can see.]
Leave! Leave, shoo, or I'll turn you into a duster.
[The bird's feathers ruffle up, and it takes flight with a:] Le wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch.
[Sophie stomps angrily over to the device, grumbling all the way,] You're right I am, and feeling pretty mean towards birds right now, the nerve, I swear--
[And the connection ends. :)]
[ooc; Now she'll go hide somewhere and dieeeeee.]
[The device is turned on by one of the birds pecking at it. Behind the bird, one can see Sophie, tending to a rosebush full of blue roses.
The bird chirps and starts talking,] There are other bushes to tend to, mademoiselle.
Mmhmm. [Sophie, clearly paying attention. The bird continues,] It can be an incentive to your lover, during the act of l'amour...
[Sophie plucks a few roses, watches them proudly and completely unaware she's being recorded, and repeats:] Mmmh- wait, pardon?
L'act de l'amouuuuuuur~ [Repeats the bird, helpfully.] A modern man will want a modern woman to take to his bed, and if mademoiselle considered-
No, no - stop! [She looks flushed, flustered and angry. And brandishing the roses like weapons.] Stop giving me advice about that.
But mademoiselle, do you not want to do like the mod-
I said be quiet! I'll spell you quiet, I swear! [She notices the blinking green light behind the bird.] Did you do that? Is this rec- re- re- [Oh god, oh drats and blast, everyone can see.]
Leave! Leave, shoo, or I'll turn you into a duster.
[The bird's feathers ruffle up, and it takes flight with a:] Le wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch.
[Sophie stomps angrily over to the device, grumbling all the way,] You're right I am, and feeling pretty mean towards birds right now, the nerve, I swear--
[And the connection ends. :)]
[ooc; Now she'll go hide somewhere and dieeeeee.]
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