Rabu rabu potion~

[rustigedraak.livejournal.com]

♥ Love Potion Meme ♥

1 ♥ Your character is now under the influence of a love potion. Whether they ingested it, inhaled it, or downloaded it, it's now magically in control of their emotions.

2 ♥ Whomever tags your character is the first person/robot/troll they see, and in keeping with love potion tradition, they are now hopelessly in love with that character. However they may not feel the same way...

3 ♥ Drama! Passion! Violence! Chaos! Sloppy make-outs! All set to a soap opera soundtrack. Go wild!

Comments

[talkingfishbone.livejournal.com]

[Hiccup checks over both shoulders before turning back to this...very odd looking teen. No, she. Really is talking to him. Huh.]

Uhhh...

Not sure, but...do you want to, maybe, try that one again? I think you got it a little--I think it got a little...y'know. Turned around. There.

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

Do you want me to try again?

[Hey, do you know what personal space is?

Vriska doesn't]

Why don't you tell me aaaaaaaall about the things you... want.

[talkingfishbone.livejournal.com]

[Oooooh gods.

Hiccup's shoulders go up protectively and he stumbles back a step.]

Ah--uhhh. Uhhhh, maybe. Maybe some...Uh--

Do I. Do I even know you?

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

[Aaaaaaaand she's taking a predatory step forward. Vriska is really, really good at invading peoples' personal bubbles.]

You know as much as you need to know! Namely that I am totally hot. I mean. Don't you think the mystery is kind of alluring~?

[talkingfishbone.livejournal.com]

[...Wait.

WAIT IS HE BEING HIT ON.

OH GODS.

OH THOR.

ABORT. ABORT MISSION. ABORT ALL THE MISSIONS.]

Uhh--Uhhh--

[Exit, exit, he needs an adult and an exit.]

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

[IS MYSTERY HUMAN TRYING TO ABSCOND?

AWW HELL NAW.]

I can tell you my name, if it'd make you more... comfortable? Vriska! There.

Now we can make out, right? [Smile, smile!]

[talkingfishbone.livejournal.com]

You--you--you have fangs!

[Hiccup puts his hands protectively over his own mouth. His reply is muffled under them.]

I am. Pretty sure my lips would not make it.

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

Don't be such a weaky-weakslime wimp! I can tooooooootally keep my fangs to myself.

 

 

If you want me to. [WINK~]

[talkingfishbone.livejournal.com]

Y-you know,

[Hiccup tries the whole back-peddling thing again, not realizing he's about five good steps away from crowding himself against a wall.]

You know, Iiiiee. I'm pretty sure that. Whatever this is. It just. It wouldn't work out.

I mean, you're. You're...grey. I'm pink. I've got...little...flecks on my skin. Your, uh. Your--your liver is probably gonna kill you soon, I mean, just. Judging by the state of the pigment of your eyes and all. It'd be such a short lived ro--

[Oh. There's the wall. Fancy that.]

--mance.