Elf - [Action/Voice]

[bamfing]

[Having already determined the village is full of people in the wrong shapes, Kurt wasn't all that surprised to find himself in a new body. Sure, the five fully functional fingers was new. And walking without his tail as a counterbalance was just surreal. And how on earth did people walk on their heels. No, really, the fact that really shocked him was that his entire body was monochrome. Sure, maybe his favorite actor had always been in black and white movies, but this was just... a little odd.

Nevertheless, he decides to set out and make good use of his new form. Particularly, of course, by going out and charming women with his oh-so-obviously attractive new (old) features. So if you're a pretty girl (and hopefully not too young), you'll have his attention. Or if you're just someone he knows, he'll want to show off. Later on, while having a drink (non-alcoholic!) at Good Spirit, he'll make a voice message.]

So did anyone else actually turn into something cool during this experiment?

((Replies from monochromehero. Yes, he's now Errol Flynn. 4th wall that as you will.))

Comments

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

What? No, no. The weather outside is completely lame. But the way you look is totally cool.

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ she laughs -- clear, unfettered. happy. ]

You are so very odd! [ and then, concerned that he may be insulted, she leans a palm on the table and inclines her head. ] I mean...odd can be quite cool. [ she tests the word out. ]

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

Now you're getting it. What you said before was totally whack.

[Maybe the wine has killed his taste buds, because he doesn't mind it quite so much, slouching a little more in his seat now.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ more giggling. ]

You must teach me more of your words.

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

Can you handle it? Some of this stuff is pretty hardcore, you know.

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

I'm very good with words, Mister Flynn.

[ a wide smile before she drinks. ]

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

If you want to work on your lingo, you've got a long way to go. Do you dig?

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

Dig? Dig what? Of course I do not dig. I'm a lady.

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

No no, dig means you understand, yeah?

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

It does? [ hmm. she taps fingers against the base of her glass. ] Well, in that case? I certainly do dig. I am an excellent digger.

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

[That makes him laugh, nearly spitting up the wine in his mouth.] No no, not digger. We don't use it like that.

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

We don't? [ we, apparently. so inclusive.

she has finished her third glass of wine and much of that lady-like demeanor has slipped away. her chin rests precariously in her palm and she has developed a permanent smirk. ] Come on, teach me another!

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

[Her glass is empty too? Well we can't have that! He fills up their glasses again. He dangles one arm over the back of his chair, assuming a very teenaged slouched position that isn't very Errol Flynn at all.]

Okay, another one? Well, that dress you're wearing is totally sweet.

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

Sweet? [ she flattened one dramatic sleeve with a pensive smile. ] Because sweet things taste good -- like Marilla's blueberry pie! So sweet must be like cool and like awesome. I dig.

[ kurt you're making a monster. ]

1/2

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

Exactly! You're getting it now. Okay, how about this one. This wine totally-

[He abruptly hiccups at that.]

[bamfing]

-rocks!

[Yeah, he turned back. But he doesn't realize it yet.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ she is laughter fits over the hiccup until...

oh! ]

K-kurt? [ she tilts her head. ] Where did Mister Flynn go? [ she clumsily tries to stand, looking around the room. ]

[bamfing]

Kurt?

[He looks down at is hands and notices there is no longer FIVE fingers. But his tail is back...]

... oh. [So much for that. His smile is gone.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

Here was here just a moment ago -- truthfully. You should meet him.

[bamfing]

[Oh Anne... he could keep this going, but he's going to fess up instead.]

An- I mean, Cordelia. I'm Flynn.

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

You!...But you're not black and white or -- [ people had been changing. she knew this. heavily, she sits back down. ]

Did you know it was me the whole time, Kurt? [ because she caught that beginning of her name. ]

[bamfing]

Ah, well... maybe. [His eyes fall down to the table, feeling like the fool now.] I wasn't trying to trick you.

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ this could be the booze talking, but: ] Kurt! Your acting was...it was phen--no. It was awesome.

[bamfing]

[Booze or not, Kurt is feeling too humbled at the moment to let his ego be strokes.]

Ahh, well, it's not that great. Yours was way better.

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

Well, I have had practice in the performing arts. We used to do recitations at school.