paradoxlol: (worried)
[Arthur points the camera at the mistletoe above his door.]

I probably don't have to warn any of you about this, but just in case: be careful around the mistletoe. It does exactly what you might expect it to do.

[He turns the camera to himself and gives a wry look.] So, if you need me, be sure to back away from the door after knocking.

[Private to Perry]
Sorry I've been scarce. [Is he going to explain why he's been scarce? NOPE.] We should talk about that last port. You free?
paradoxlol: (;misc: apple)
[Arthur's sitting on his couch, cross-legged, in a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt. His hair's actually... floppy... for once, which probably makes him look younger than he actually is. He's had a few glasses of wine, which is probably not a good idea, what with the lingering Death Toll effects. His voice isn't slurring, not yet, but it's definitely relaxed. This message is clearly intended for one particular person, but Arthur accidentally botched the filter thanks to the alcohol. This is why you don't drink and blog.]

I know I promised you a bottle of wine. So, you should hurry over before I finish this. [He holds up the bottle.] Particular bottle of wine without you.

[Arthur pours another glass.]

It's not that I'm lonely; I'm bored. I think I've been through every book I own at least twice. I even memorized a poem while I was stuck in bed. [He glances at the camera with a playful look.] It made me think of you. How's your French? [He offers the camera a little smirk, then begins to recite some ~French poetry~, his voice somewhat lyrical from the alcohol.]

De ce terrible paysage,
Tel que jamais mortel n'en vit,
Ce matin encore l'image,
Vague et lointaine, me ravit.

Le sommeil est plein de miracles!
Par un caprice singulier
J'avais banni de ces spectacles
Le végétal irrégulier,

Et, peintre fier de mon génie,
Je savourais dans mon tableau
L'enivrante monotonie
Du métal, du marbre et de l'eau...

[Arthur's going to keep going, tipsily reciting this poem because, IDK, it's about dream architecture kind of I'm terrible with poetry, so I could be totes wrong. It's a somewhat long poem, so ENJOY THAT, BARGE.]

[OOC: SO OBVIOUSLY THIS POST IS FOR ARIADNE. But I didn't want to do a private post, so feel free to troll Arthur or assume he's like, hitting on you or whateverrr.]
paradoxlol: (you annoy me)
well that was a touching 'welcome back, arthur.' good to see some things never change. [Some things LIKE HOMICIDAL INMATES >CCCC]

[Warden Filter]
red hair, petite, really likes leather. calls herself 'willow.' she's smarter and stronger than she looks, so don't underestimate her.

was trying to get her to lvl 0 after she attacked me. let my guard down after i thought i subdued her. it was a stupid mistake.

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