OPEN RP 2.0

[effulgent]

Now that I have your attention, this is my new open RP post! Mostly because my old one was getting a little crowded and I want to play ALL THE MASSIVELY COOL PEOPLE on my muse list who I keep not playing/not even giving userpics. So this is the ~experimental zone~ where I try new people and new things.

SO! Here's how it works.

1. Pick one of your characters.
2. Post a comment with an image or a gif or a poem or nothing at all idgaf make me do all the work without inspiration if you want.
3. Put the name of one of my characters or tell me it's my choice.
4. I will respond both with the character of your choice and with someone COMPLETELY NEW AND UNEXPECTED because seriously it's ridiculous how many of these people I haven't used.
5. FUN WILL BE HAD.

Now go forth! Comment! I may be slow as balls on some of these people BUT I WILL PLOD AHEAD. AND EVEN GIVE THEM USERPICS AND SHIT. JUST WATCH ME.

Comments

[wouldbecricket]

[GUESS WHAT YOU CAN'T ESCAPE.

GO ON.

GUESS.

Geppetto might miss the connection when it comes to the fact that his son might have been right in front of him the whole time, but Jiminy Cricket- er... Archie Hopper... whoever the hell he is doesn't. August can barely sneak out Granny's back door before there's a ginger ex-cricket meeting him.]

You're leaving already? You haven't even said "hello" yet.

I REALLY NEED TO GIVE HIM FIFTEEN ACTUAL ICONS

[nostrings]

[Oh. Awkward. August freezes, looking around desperately for an escape, but none presents itself.]

I already played my part. [Or failed to play his part. It worked out in the end anyway.] This isn't my story anymore.

[wouldbecricket]

It's more than just a story now. [Also Geppetto's gonna cry and do you know who's gonna have to deal with that. GO ON GUESS.] And I think Marco- Geppetto... I think he really wants to see you. I know he does.

[Oh, look August. It's the PROUD EYES. They were less effective when he was a cricket. Now they can go full Bambi.] I didn't think we'd ever get to see you again, even after the curse.

[nostrings]

[OH MY GOD NOT FAIR.] He already saw me. [He just... had no idea who August was.] And you're seeing me now.

[wouldbecricket]

That's not the same thing. [August you suck at this.] Are you worried he'll be disappointed?

[ONE JOB, AUGUST.]

[nostrings]

[HE KNOWS WHAT YOU'RE DOING.]

Picked up a few tricks during the curse?

[wouldbecricket]

The Queen sort of gave me a doctorate. Might as well put it to good use. You didn't answer the question.

[nostrings]

And people say she never does anything for anyone. [He's avoiding it on purpose okay. He sighs.] Look, I know I've never been the perfect guardian. [UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE CENTURY.] But the job got done, right? Who cares past that?

[wouldbecricket]

It's not about the job. It's about the fact that he hasn't seen you in twenty-eight years and he's looking for you and you're running away.

And... That didn't work out the last time.

[He knows the story okay.

He was there.]

[nostrings]

[Stop it with your logic.]

Last time wasn't the same.