sixteen ► the race

[gentleidealist]

[Filtered to friends]

Hey, anyone else looking to enter the race? I can build a chariot, but I'm gonna need some help to get this done on time. I've already drawn up a design. I need people to help me with the assembly and the painting, stuff like that.

It'll probably look something like this.



I'm thinking about putting flames on it too.

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[ooc: Lloyd is friends with you if he's talked to you once or twice and gotten your name. If you have any doubts-- AIM is heroic BSOD.]

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[wilder]

[Dictated; in a 100% sincere tone]

Wow, Lloyd! You're amazing!

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[gentleidealist]

filter forever

[gentleidealist]

Uh... T-- thanks.

[WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED]

AND EVER

[wilder]

[Oh right...not his lloyd whoops]

Heh Heh...sorry?

[gentleidealist]

[And now he feels bad. He lets out a puff of air.]

You don't have to apologize. [The 'dummy' that usually follows is automatic, but he stops himself. THIS IS NOT COLETTE.] I'm just... not used to getting compliments like that... [Not from you.]

A-- anyway, do you wanna help with the chariot? It's fine if it's not your thing, but I just thought I'd ask.

[wilder]

[He'll relax a little on his end, even if he knows what the unsaid part of that sentence is. ] Yeah, I've...gotten that sense.

Help out? [A considering pause] I don't know a thing about crafting, but if you really need it...

Forever Friend Dictated

[ninjainviolet]

Flames? You mean like real flames? I might be able to help with that!

[Hey, she's not a builder...]

[gentleidealist]

[Stop being like... sensitive and shit, Zelos. Oh wait. NOTHING GETS BY THE CHOSEN BITCHES DOES IT]

I'll cut all the boards and stuff. I just need help with the painting and... someone to hold the boards while I nail them together. That kind of thing.

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[gentleidealist]

Real fl--

[gentleidealist]

[Oh goddess no.]

N-- no! Not real flames. It's just paint! We can set fire to the competition, just not... literally.

[wilder]

[NOTHING AT ALL. Loss or not, they alllwaaays know]

Oh okay! I can definitely help with that sorta stuff!

[ninjainviolet]

[Well, damn.]

Oh. Well, can you use Sylph for speed? You know...wind power?

[Those ARE wings, right?]

[gentleidealist]

Sylph...? [A pause as he checks the angle of the wings he drew to make sure they won't drag.] Hah! Yeah, that'd work great! [They are sure to win with the element of Wind on their side. OH MAN OH MAN HE'S SO EXCITED.] Good thinking, Sheena!

[gentleidealist]

[Always. ;_;]

Great! Promise I won't hammer your thumbs or something. Already done that to myself a couple times today.

[wilder]

...Yeah. That instills a lot of confidence in me, Lloyd.

[JEEZ]

[gentleidealist]

H-- hey! It just means I know better now!

[wilder]

Or your hand's reaction time is slower out of injury...

[gentleidealist]

I-I put a bandage on it!

[wilder]

...Bandages are meant to only stop bleeding, Lloyd.

OH MY GOD THEY'LL NEVER STOP SNARKING AT EACH OTHER WILL THEY

[gentleidealist]

Well, if the bleeding's stopped, I don't see the problem here.

NOPE NEVER EVER

[wilder]

Does it still hurt?

[gentleidealist]

Not much!

[wilder]

Hmmmmm, if you're really sure....[Clearly being over-dramatic on the thinking sound to tease sdfkljds]

[gentleidealist]

[fdsfjsdlkfsklfsfsdf]

I guess... if you don't trust me, I could hold the boards.

[wilder]

[He snickers ]

Hey, I trust you! I'm just double-checking!

[ninjainviolet]

[She's not really surprised by the enthusiasm, and can't help smiling in return.]

You're welcome, Lloyd. It'll be just like the EC back home.

[Dammit, Lloyd...stop complimenting her and making her blush.]

Th-Thanks.