♕ deux; [video (French)/text (translated)]
Aug. 1st, 2011 02:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crotchrosesI am quite bored here, with so little to do. Perhaps, should anyone in Spero desire friendly company, I could be of service? Nothing with the strings attached, as they say; perhaps a talk on the roof of a building in the starlight or a meeting over lunch or dinner.
--Despite how terrible the food is here, anyway. It is just a little better than starvation... [Something in his tone says he's not sure how sincere that statement is.]
Oh! Speaking of disgusting food, I have a story to tell you. It features a then small nation by the name of Angleterre. You would know him as Arthur Kirkland! Or that irritable Englishman with the caterpillars above his eyes.
Anyway, this little one was uncouth, unwashed and uncultured. Such a small angry thing! But he secretly desired that he could be as cultured as... me! It took months, but he grew out his mangy hair.
It looked something like here.
[Not an IC cut. He's holding up a wad of fur. Don't ask him where he got it.] It looked like that, except it obscured his features and he looked wild!
I came to visit him and in my graciousness, returned his hair to the way it suits him; the way it is today! He could have chosen something much better, I assure you my sense of style is not limited to that kind of mop. But it is the one he wanted, and he has kept it ever since!
[Like the jerk he is, he repeats this ENTIRE MESSAGE in TEXT so everyone can read it.]
--Despite how terrible the food is here, anyway. It is just a little better than starvation... [Something in his tone says he's not sure how sincere that statement is.]
Oh! Speaking of disgusting food, I have a story to tell you. It features a then small nation by the name of Angleterre. You would know him as Arthur Kirkland! Or that irritable Englishman with the caterpillars above his eyes.
Anyway, this little one was uncouth, unwashed and uncultured. Such a small angry thing! But he secretly desired that he could be as cultured as... me! It took months, but he grew out his mangy hair.
It looked something like here.
[Not an IC cut. He's holding up a wad of fur. Don't ask him where he got it.] It looked like that, except it obscured his features and he looked wild!
I came to visit him and in my graciousness, returned his hair to the way it suits him; the way it is today! He could have chosen something much better, I assure you my sense of style is not limited to that kind of mop. But it is the one he wanted, and he has kept it ever since!
[Like the jerk he is, he repeats this ENTIRE MESSAGE in TEXT so everyone can read it.]
