Once Upon A Time discussion
Cress and Ailsa's Appartment
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Jul 12, 2012 05:45AM
{{Or it could be a song to do with your character?}}
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{So...Hold on, lemme rephrase this to make sure I understand your train of thought.We each pick a song: either about our character or from the character's film.
Someone judges it.
The winner is chosen based on their song choice then, right?}
{{Yeah. And that winner is the winner of karaoke. They kind of match *^^*]]
{Okay. Got it. Hmmmm, I was thinking "Running Through Rivers" by Carrie Fletcher.}
{{Could you add the Youtube link? I still have to find mine.}}
{{Found mine :) It's the best one out there, not that there are many... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iFsAX... }}
{ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-nZKk... }{Mine's not specifically Belle. It just seemed to fit. That one you chose is cool.}
Robin wrote: "{ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-nZKk... }
{Mine's not specifically Belle. It just seemed to fit. That one you chose is cool.}"
{{K and thanks :) }}
{Mine's not specifically Belle. It just seemed to fit. That one you chose is cool.}"
{{K and thanks :) }}
Robin wrote: "{Cool, and you're welcome. :D XD }"
{{:) Who should judge?}}
{{:) Who should judge?}}
{Uhhhh. I'unno. We could ask everyone else to vote here on the group, maybe?}
{{Sounds good :) You can make polls, we could make one for this.}}
Robin wrote: "{Yeahs! That's an awesome idea!!}"
{{I'll make it know if you'd like :) }}
{{I'll make it know if you'd like :) }}
{Oh, actually, I'm making it right now. XD }
{{K :) don't forget to add links, and for the image, I was conjoining our character images.}}
UPDATE:
{{Oh, right *^^*. I'll search for an image that might fit and post it here.}}
UPDATE:
{{Oh, right *^^*. I'll search for an image that might fit and post it here.}}
{I just added the link to each response, and didn't add a picture.}
{One thing, we might wanna post both options on the create a character page so that people can click the links. You can't do that when they're part of a response.}
{I did that, too. So now we wait. :) }
{{Coolies :) I found some pictures, so I may as well show you:
http://img1.ak.crunchyroll.com/i/spir...
http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j28...
http://images4.fanpop.com/image/answe...
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing...
The last one has the wrong eye colour, but I thought you might like it :) you don't have to use any, but... Yeah x) }}
http://img1.ak.crunchyroll.com/i/spir...
http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j28...
http://images4.fanpop.com/image/answe...
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing...
The last one has the wrong eye colour, but I thought you might like it :) you don't have to use any, but... Yeah x) }}
{{Did you vote? I didn't want to in case you didn't coz that would be unfair...}}
{Oh yeah, the last one's brilliant!I don't think you can edit a poll once you post it (rubbish, in my opinion), but it will become my character's photo. :)
No, I didn't. I figured it wouldn't matter in the end if neither of us did.}
Robin wrote: "{Oh yeah, the last one's brilliant!
I don't think you can edit a poll once you post it (rubbish, in my opinion), but it will become my character's photo. :)
No, I didn't. I figured it wouldn't matt..."
{{Yeah :) and I'm glad you like it!}}
I don't think you can edit a poll once you post it (rubbish, in my opinion), but it will become my character's photo. :)
No, I didn't. I figured it wouldn't matt..."
{{Yeah :) and I'm glad you like it!}}
{ :D XD You like, did my job for me and found an awesome drawing. I think I need to be less lazy. ;D }
Robin wrote: "{ :D XD You like, did my job for me and found an awesome drawing. I think I need to be less lazy. ;D }"
{{:)}}
{{:)}}
{Because no one's voting do we just wanna say that Cress won? For the sake of plot?}
Cress beamed, and whooped. "YES!" He cried, shoving the hat onto his head.
"NNNNNOOOOO! DAMN VIDEO GAME!" I yelled.I took a deep breath in, ran to my room, grabbed the worn blue journal, and ran back to the living room. I sighed and looked at my feet before starting to hand him the manuscript. Then, last minute, I chucked it. Really really hard. At his nose. I heard a strange cracking noise and I winced. I wasn't aiming to actually hurt him. Unsure of what to do, I bolted out of the room and shot to my bedroom, shutting the door behind myself.
Cress blinked, and went cross-eyed, attempting to stud his nose.
He touched it, and it felt alright. He looked around, and found Ailsa's notebook on the ground. He picked it up, and found there was a crack in the springy-thing that holds the paper together.
He remembered Ailsa saying she had panic attacks, and called out, "I'm sorry about your notebook. Would you like some tea?"
He walked into the kitchen and pulled out a teapot, filling it with hot water and adding his own bend of dried leaves and flowers.
He touched it, and it felt alright. He looked around, and found Ailsa's notebook on the ground. He picked it up, and found there was a crack in the springy-thing that holds the paper together.
He remembered Ailsa saying she had panic attacks, and called out, "I'm sorry about your notebook. Would you like some tea?"
He walked into the kitchen and pulled out a teapot, filling it with hot water and adding his own bend of dried leaves and flowers.
I started to breath heavy in my room, sitting with my back against the door. At first I had been slightly irritated that I had lost-Sore loser and all.Then it occurred to me that he was going to want to read the manuscript.
My eyes were squeezed shut, yet nervous tears still leaked out.
What if he hated it? Almost worse, the idea that he might LIKE it.
And what if he hated me for throwing it at him?
My body shook as I sat there, knees pulled to my chest.
I heard Cress' voice talking, but I couldn't make out any words and I didn't want to go out there to see.
Cress knocked on the door, and asked quietly, "May I come in? I'm not mad, and even if I was, I'm not your mother. I would not do anything to you. I would have thrown something at you if you had won and taken my hat. Or I might have tried to smother you with something." He meant it as a joke. He hoped she understood that.
I tried to take a few deep breaths before I managed to pull myself up off the floor. I wiped my puffy eyes with my sleeve a few times before hesitantly pulling open the door.I squeezed my eyes shut again, trying to prevent more tears from springing out.
I needed a hug.
A lot.
I pulled the door open a bit more and launched myself in his unsuspecting arms, crying into his shirt.
Oh god. What if he hated me for giving him a hug, too?
"I'm really really really really super sorry," I mumbled. "For everything ever in the entire universe." It seemed like the only way to encompass everything I felt bad for. I tried to tell myself that these were just irrational thoughts as a result of my panic attack, but it didn't help.
Cress stood, a little dumb-struck, before wrapping his arms around Ailsa.
"It's okay." He whispered soothingly, petting her smooth hair. "You don't need to be sorry..."
"It's okay." He whispered soothingly, petting her smooth hair. "You don't need to be sorry..."
I sniffed and wrapped my arms tighter around his neck. "People always say that. But it's not true," I mumbled. "I'm always doing stupid stuff and then people would get angry and I don't want you to be angry..." As I calmed down I realized I was making no sense at all. "I'm sorry I don't make sense," I whispered. "ever," I added.
"That's okay." I say, smiling. "Confusing people are always more interesting. I'm sure if you have anything to be sorry for, that you will be forgiven. You are such a nice person, With a lovely, confusing personality." I smile at her, brushing the tears away with my thumb.
I took another deep breath. "Thanks...And I don't think everyone thinks those things..." I said, thinking of the people I'd grown up with. His thumb is soft I caught myself thinking. I brushed away the thought. "Thank you," I added again, before pulling away. I was really cold now, though, for some unknown reason.
Cress frowns. "You look cold. Would you like some of the tea I made?" Cress slipped off his buckled jacket, revealing a long-sleeves white top and red and black stripy suspenders.
He slips the jacket over Ailsa's shoulders, hoping It would be enough to keep her warm.
He slips the jacket over Ailsa's shoulders, hoping It would be enough to keep her warm.
I was feeling better now. Seemed as if the panic attacked had passed.I laughed at his suspenders, but gratefully accepted the jacket.
"I love tea. You shouldn't have even bothered asking. I ALWAYS accept tea," I said, wiggling my eyebrows. "Nice suspenders, by the way," I said, snapping one against his chest as I walked past to the kitchen.
I smirk, smiling, and follow her into the kitchen.
"It helps with my 'Magician' look." I say, smiling, and pour the steaming liquid into two cups.
"Milk, Honey, Sugar?" I ask, pouring milk and honey into my own cup.
"It helps with my 'Magician' look." I say, smiling, and pour the steaming liquid into two cups.
"Milk, Honey, Sugar?" I ask, pouring milk and honey into my own cup.
I laughed. "I'm sure. And I would assume they aid in keeping your pants up, too. And no thanks. I drink it straight. Never understood milk in tea. It's just makes it look nasty."
Cress laughs, and hands her the unaltered cup, before sipping from his own.
"My own blend. I call it red tea." He explained smiling. He really only wore his suspenders for show. He wore a fat black belt with a shiny silver catch, and a ruby embedded in the middle.
"My own blend. I call it red tea." He explained smiling. He really only wore his suspenders for show. He wore a fat black belt with a shiny silver catch, and a ruby embedded in the middle.
I took a sip, curious to taste it. My eyes widened. It was...The best cup of tea I'd ever had. "Okay, not to blow up your ego any more today," I joked, referring to our competition, "but this could be the cup of tea I've ever had..." I smiled at him.
"Thanks!" I say, smiling. I was quite proud of my tea.
"So..." I had to voice my insecurity, "When you read it...If you hate it, please don't say that to my face. Just leave me a nice note about why, and after I cry in a corner for half an hour I'll work on it..."{Hey, did Zoe email you about deleting this group if she couldn't get a mod? I volunteered. I HAVE TO SEE AILSA LIVE ON. XD }
"I would never say anything like that to your face!" Cress replied, aghast. Who would do something like that?
((Yeah. I got a place, but I would be willing to swap, coz I'm pretty tied up with school.))
((Yeah. I got a place, but I would be willing to swap, coz I'm pretty tied up with school.))
I blushed, not sure whether to be reassured or confused. Everyone I've ever known was harsh towards me, so he was so different. "EveryoneI'veeverknowninmylife," I spit out.{I don't know if I'll be any better schedule wise when my summer vacation ends. However, we seem to be the only ones who are active on here at all, so it won't be hard to moderate.}
{{Yeah, Lol :) }}
Cress smiles a little, "You don't have to worry about that any more." He pulled a striking pose - Cup of tea in hand - and said, "I will protect you!"
Cress smiles a little, "You don't have to worry about that any more." He pulled a striking pose - Cup of tea in hand - and said, "I will protect you!"
I giggled. " 'Cause THAT'S reassuring," I snorted.
Cress laughs, and sticks his tongue out at Ailsa, before sipping his tea.
