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

[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.

[bamfing]

That's cool. I was in drama club.

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure what that is -- but I certainly love the sound of it.

[bamfing]

Yeah I should- I should totally start one here, yeah? [He wouldn't be so enthusiastic sober.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

Oh -- Kurt. [ she gushes and reaches for his arm in a bout of shocking familiarity that would have shamed her had she been of clear mind. ] That is an excellent idea. You must.

[bamfing]

[Oh dear, well how can he deny her now?] Ah, don't worry, you can definitely count on me! [Maybe if he's lucky she'll forget this.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

And then we can do recitations! And enact great and dramatic scenes -- oh this will be so much better than the time I tried to play Elaine in the boat to Camelot. You see, I borrowed little one from Mister Barry but it sprung a leak and I was supposed to be playing dead so it wasn't as though I could just leap out. Eventually, though...[ gilbert saved her. but she doesn't feel like owning up that. ]

Someone came by in another boat.

[bamfing]

[He's buzzed enough to actually enjoy the story. Good grief.]

What happened then?

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ she is more careful with this part of the story. ]

Luckily, my boat sank just as it was passing the new bridge and so I reached out and grabbed onto the supports before I was hauled down with funeral weeds and all. [ she knows she shouldn't tell a lie, so: ] Gilbert Blythe happened to come rowing along and honestly I would have been fine. Diana and Ruby were already off to get help, I was sure of it. It isn't as though he saved me.

[bamfing]

[Interesting... is this Gilbert the Book 3 bloke?]

Who's Gilbert?