Stiles Stilinski (
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eachdraidh2014-04-18 05:38 pm
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Entry tags:
- derek hale: teen wolf,
- deucalion: teen wolf,
- draco: dragonheart,
- elincia ridell crimea: fe tellius,
- gavroche: les miserables,
- gendry waters: asoiaf,
- ginny weasley: harry potter,
- isaac lahey: teen wolf,
- jason grace: pjo,
- kevin regnard: pandora hearts,
- kougyoku ren: magi,
- lisbeth salander: tgwtdt,
- princess hilda: the legend of zelda,
- sansa stark: asoiaf,
- stiles stilinski: teen wolf,
- tsubomi kido: kagerou project
Video - Seelie/Unseelie
[Stiles hasn't used the lockets until today, a day spent flicking mostly through the posts and seeing how to actually work this thing and, oh, okay. Like that. It was like a weird magical phone set to Skype. Okay. He could do that.
Smile into the camera, Stiles.]
Hey there, uh, fairy people. And non-fairy people. And, uh, the draconically inclined. Or furry. I don't... just... hi. So, in light of the whole worm thing, which by the way, eww, I have a question. Since there seem to be a lot of, um, not exactly human people around and ones who have skills with like, swords and magic and stuff, ah, what... hypothetically speaking, would someone who was just a regular, normal, average human be able to do here? You know, besides hiding under tables and throwing rocks ineffectively?
[This was a very important question, Drabwurld. He wasn't a werewolf or a wizard or witch or... any of the multitude of people here that he'd run into. His coordination was subpar and, well, he didn't really have any skills that included cutting the heads off of giant worms or not getting eaten by dragons if they felt the need.]
Just, ah, I guess just reply here, if you want. Or leave a message if you're looking at it later. 'Kay. Uh, thanks.
Smile into the camera, Stiles.]
Hey there, uh, fairy people. And non-fairy people. And, uh, the draconically inclined. Or furry. I don't... just... hi. So, in light of the whole worm thing, which by the way, eww, I have a question. Since there seem to be a lot of, um, not exactly human people around and ones who have skills with like, swords and magic and stuff, ah, what... hypothetically speaking, would someone who was just a regular, normal, average human be able to do here? You know, besides hiding under tables and throwing rocks ineffectively?
[This was a very important question, Drabwurld. He wasn't a werewolf or a wizard or witch or... any of the multitude of people here that he'd run into. His coordination was subpar and, well, he didn't really have any skills that included cutting the heads off of giant worms or not getting eaten by dragons if they felt the need.]
Just, ah, I guess just reply here, if you want. Or leave a message if you're looking at it later. 'Kay. Uh, thanks.
Video
Did you not see my last attempt with the... no.
No. Just... no. Physical defense is not my forte. Even without certain... um, enhancements, I can still get creamed on the lacrosse field. Let's transfer that over to a place where large worms are hungry. Picture that.
No, stop. Really. Just... Just picture that. Then ask me that again.
Video
[isaac does picture stiles trying to defend himself against giant worms. he crinkles his nose, clearly not enjoying the outcome.]
Maybe you should just steer clear of everything remotely dangerous, since you're such a delicate flower.
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[And he didn't have any bats here, wooden or aluminum. He could just see himself trying to whack the worm with a bat and imagined it laughing at him in wormese.]
Maybe you should just go sniff some butts.
[... b...urn?]
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[he narrows his eyes at stiles. what kind of comeback was that]
Really?
[he has no words for how lame that was.]
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[Which, thankfully, wasn't running and screaming like a girl.]
... You heard me.
Buttsniffer.
[So lame, made even more lame by the lame attempt to cling to it.]
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[more or less said as a joke, but isaac is a little curious himself. maybe they would let up on a few words here and there.]
You're digging yourself a pretty big hole with those comebacks, man.
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[But Stiles was always worried he was going to mess it up somehow. Constant worry. One mountain ash ring does not a magician make.]
I'm tired. And... shut up. I'll come up with something more appropriate later.
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[he frowns. come on, stiles. you gotta give him more than that. isaac remembers the mountain ash ring, remembers staring down at it-- it was all stiles' doing. if he can do that, he can probably do a few other things, too.]
You'll forget this conversation even happened later.
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[He rolled his eyes, nose wrinkling slightly.]
Yeah, well, you keep up the 'tude and I'll turn you into a newt.
[Bet you don't get the reference, Isaac, because you suck.]