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Magnus Burnsides ([personal profile] magnusrushesin) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2019-05-09 03:12 pm

Sparkly Destruction - Arts & Crafts That You Can Use, Thursday

Class was outside, because Cara was already dubious enough about this whole thing without having to clean up inside after. "So, all of you are interested in sparkly destruction."

Oh, like they'd clean anything. They'd just put a sheet over the glitter and hope for the best.

"Heck yeah you do!" Magnus cheered. He already had glitter in his beard. How did it get there? That was a mystery for the Reddit.

That pretty much described Magnus in general, really. "Since you've brought this on yourselves, we're going to start you off in the deep end with 'the most dangerous weapon'." Finger quotes were beneath what remained of Cara's dignity, but you could hear them.

"It's very scary," Magnus added, totally failibg that intimidation check. Like hard. "The scariest thing you can face."

He pulled back a tiny, tiny cover to reveal dice.

"It's luck!"

Cara's face was the face of someone who'd recently spent a non-zero amount of time trying to figure out how to murder people with dice. "They're deadly," she deadpanned.

"You can whip them at someone really hard," Magnus suggested. "Or punch someone with them. Or..."

Yeah. Magnus was there with her.

"If you want to be lazy we have some dice you can just stick glitter too," Cara said. "Or you can try making your own." If you could figure out how.
thishouseishaunted: (kinda smiling)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] thishouseishaunted 2019-05-09 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Mae, on the other hand, figured this guy was a lot like her friend Angus. Who Wayne would probably say looked like a bear on two legs wearing glasses.

But he had that whole quiet, stoic thing going on.

So she just nodded along, her amusement shown in her small smile and the twitch of her battered ear.

"It's the danger of glitter. Once it's on you, you're doomed forever. You'll probably have to burn it."
howareyanow: (headtilt with beer)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] howareyanow 2019-05-09 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Wayne considered that for a moment, thinking that the odd talking cat girl had a very good point.

"Could make a bonfire out of it," he noted. "There's got to be a place around this island that'd make a good spot for a bush party."

Wayne. At this rate, with this class, you'd be having a flannel burning bush party every week.

Which didn't sound like the worst thing in the world, really.
thishouseishaunted: (the cat's on the roof)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] thishouseishaunted 2019-05-09 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Mae would be into that. Or at least would think she was into that before social anxiety and her extreme lightweightedness when it came to booze got in her way.

"Like half the island is covered by woods," Mae offered. "And the other half is full of beaches."

Loads of places for bonfires!
howareyanow: (squinty #1)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] howareyanow 2019-05-09 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Wayne tried to brush some of the glitter off his chest.

There somehow seemed to be more glitter there after he was done with it.

"Can confirm," he said, looking up. "Looks like I'm having a bush party."

Now the real question was whether to wait a week or two to build up more flannel fuel or not. But waiting meant having glittery shirts around.

It was a cundundrum.
thishouseishaunted: (the cat's on the roof)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] thishouseishaunted 2019-05-09 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sounds like fun," Mae said. "You should totally ask around and see if anyone else has stuff they want to burn, too."

For, you know, the public good or something.
howareyanow: (head turn)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] howareyanow 2019-05-09 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'd imagine everyone's got a little something they could burn," Wayne mused, head tilted slightly. "Who doesn't love a little spring cleaning? An arsonist's abultion? An immaculate inferno? A..." He squinted a little, "pyro purge."
thishouseishaunted: (dot dot dot dot)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] thishouseishaunted 2019-05-09 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
". . . Wow," Mae said. "That was downright poetic."

About fire. She could appreciate that.
howareyanow: (headtilt with beer)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] howareyanow 2019-05-09 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Wayne gave a small, somewhat modest nod in appreciation of the praise from the weird talking cat girl.

"Would you have anything to contribute?" he asked. He figured he might as well put out a few feelers for what sort of things might get burned if he were to follow through with this supposed pyro purge bush party...he probably would. Can't have glitter in the room, it'll just get everywhere, and who didn't love a good bush party anyway? And it would just be rude to not invite the weird talking cat girl, even if she was a weird talking cat girl, considering she'd pretty much inspired the idea.
thishouseishaunted: (Default)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] thishouseishaunted 2019-05-09 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)

Mae didn’t really have a lot of stuff, period.

“Oh totally,” she said with a wave of her paw.

She was definitely going to end up stealing things just to burn them.

howareyanow: (fuck tinder)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] howareyanow 2019-05-10 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Now let's just say," said Wayne, after blinking slightly and turning to look at Mae without really actually looking at her, "I wanted to get the word out about this Burning Bush party, how would you say I'd best go about doing it around here?"

Normally, he just had Katy put it on her fucking Facebook, and it'd spread faster than shit through a goose, but he didnt have anyone here's Facebook, and fuck Facebook, anyway.

Edited 2019-05-10 02:47 (UTC)
thishouseishaunted: (the cat's on the roof)

Re: Craft Time!

[personal profile] thishouseishaunted 2019-05-10 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Mae considered telling him to tell a squirrel, but decided to go easy on the poor guy.

“I think most people just put up fliers in the dorms”