Entry tags:
- aldnoah.zero: slaine troyard,
- bungou stray dogs: atsushi nakajima,
- dragon age: zevran,
- eureka seven: anemone,
- ffxiv: alphinaud leveilleur,
- ffxiv: x'rhun tia,
- ffxv: ardyn izunia,
- ffxv: prompto argentum,
- fire emblem: lucina,
- jjba: ermes costello,
- kingdom hearts: riku,
- pandora hearts: elliot nightray,
- the 100: clarke griffin,
- voltron: lance
[ VIDEO ] un: chocobro
[ It's mid-morning when this video goes live, the camera auto-focusing on Prompto's face as he kneels "steathily" in what appears to be a hallway, his back pressed up against the wall even as he grins stupidly at the screen. Prompto isn't one to easily be found in a bad mood, but he appears to be exceptionally giddy today. The reason why? Well...
In a hushed, excited whisper: ]
Heeeeeeeey. Hey! Heyyyyy! Goodest of good mornings to ya! I've got, like, a crazy big announcement to make! Wait for iiiiiiiit, just - okay, okay -
[ He starts creeping down the hall in his crouched position, as if he's approaching wildlife that should be considered dangerous. And this is certainly dangerous. Prompto swivels the camera's view around to face forward as he tiptoes to just outside the doorway to Alisaie's study, where she's just visible through the ajar door, sitting at her desk, reading out of a book and drinking from a steaming mug. She seems to be unaware of his presence...for now. ]
See her? I know, right? An actual elven goddess, as clever as she is brave and loyal, a hero to the people and a scholar - also, a total hottie. Okay, but get this - I - me, Prompto Argentum - asked her to marry me - hah - and she totally said yes!
[ The last word is spoken with such a feverish high pitch that only dogs could probably hear it. He moves around the doorway just a biiit more so he can attempt to focus in on the engagement ring Alisaie is wearing, which really just makes the picture as fuzzy as hell because he's still in the hallway, but whatever, it's there on her hand and it looks great in person!! ]
Check it - booya! Look at that rock! Oh man, you guys, it was sooooo romantic, there were rose petals and fireworks and birds were singing - probably -
[ Prompto turns the camera back on himself as he just sort of...slouches back against the wall and laughs nonsensically with a hand against his face, which might seem a tad concerning for anyone who doesn't know him, but this is just his way. ]
Oh, man - I still can't believe it! I don't even know the first thing about planning a wedding... [ Even if his best friend was supposed to get married back home, it's not like Noct was at all involved with the planning of it, so Prompto has no example to follow there! He also stops remembering to whisper riiight about now. ] Like - we need a DJ, right? Pretty sure we need a DJ. Anyone out there a sick DJ? Am I gonna have to take my own photos? Plus, we're gonna need the best cake imaginable 'cause Miss Sweet Tooth in there -
[ Of course, this is when the door to the study swings open wide, with Alisaie appearing in it as grave as a ghost with a look that could kill, and Prompto's phone goes clattering to the floor, providing a unique perspective on what will likely be his brutal murder. ]
Oh, crrrr - hi, sweetheart! I was just...
[ As he grabs for his phone again, the feed cuts out, RIP. ]
In a hushed, excited whisper: ]
Heeeeeeeey. Hey! Heyyyyy! Goodest of good mornings to ya! I've got, like, a crazy big announcement to make! Wait for iiiiiiiit, just - okay, okay -
[ He starts creeping down the hall in his crouched position, as if he's approaching wildlife that should be considered dangerous. And this is certainly dangerous. Prompto swivels the camera's view around to face forward as he tiptoes to just outside the doorway to Alisaie's study, where she's just visible through the ajar door, sitting at her desk, reading out of a book and drinking from a steaming mug. She seems to be unaware of his presence...for now. ]
See her? I know, right? An actual elven goddess, as clever as she is brave and loyal, a hero to the people and a scholar - also, a total hottie. Okay, but get this - I - me, Prompto Argentum - asked her to marry me - hah - and she totally said yes!
[ The last word is spoken with such a feverish high pitch that only dogs could probably hear it. He moves around the doorway just a biiit more so he can attempt to focus in on the engagement ring Alisaie is wearing, which really just makes the picture as fuzzy as hell because he's still in the hallway, but whatever, it's there on her hand and it looks great in person!! ]
Check it - booya! Look at that rock! Oh man, you guys, it was sooooo romantic, there were rose petals and fireworks and birds were singing - probably -
[ Prompto turns the camera back on himself as he just sort of...slouches back against the wall and laughs nonsensically with a hand against his face, which might seem a tad concerning for anyone who doesn't know him, but this is just his way. ]
Oh, man - I still can't believe it! I don't even know the first thing about planning a wedding... [ Even if his best friend was supposed to get married back home, it's not like Noct was at all involved with the planning of it, so Prompto has no example to follow there! He also stops remembering to whisper riiight about now. ] Like - we need a DJ, right? Pretty sure we need a DJ. Anyone out there a sick DJ? Am I gonna have to take my own photos? Plus, we're gonna need the best cake imaginable 'cause Miss Sweet Tooth in there -
[ Of course, this is when the door to the study swings open wide, with Alisaie appearing in it as grave as a ghost with a look that could kill, and Prompto's phone goes clattering to the floor, providing a unique perspective on what will likely be his brutal murder. ]
Oh, crrrr - hi, sweetheart! I was just...
[ As he grabs for his phone again, the feed cuts out, RIP. ]
video | un: luc/ina
Um... Reply, please! Where's the-- ah. Hello?
[ Several moments of dead air. Like, at least six. Then: ]
Congratulations on your impending nuptials, sir. May you both be happy in your life together. [ She smiles. His post really did charm her. ] If I may ask, what is a DJ?
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-- Oh! Thanks! Don't worry - we got the happy part covered. [ Despite his apparent murder. ] A DJ is a...what does it stand for, anyway? Uh - they're someone who plays music! A DJ is charged with the solemn task of finding the right tunes for special occasions. They can make or break the whole thing!
[ The DJ's importance cannot be overstated. ]
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[ No, not having a stroke, fortunately. He might if he called her an ambulance, though. There are certain technological advancements she's simply not ready for!
Her expression is gravely serious, as she continues: ] If there are no others available, I would be honoured to fill the grave responsibility of... D J. [ There's a clear space between the two syllables. Why? Who knows. ]
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[ She looks so serious, and so he sounds so hopeful. If she says she can do it, then of course she can do it! It can't be that hard to learn, anyway. Assuming...they even have DJ equipment here? He's pretty sure he's seen, like, a phonograph, at least... ]
Then, you got it! I'll let you know for sure, but - whoa, that'd be amazing!
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[ Lucina smiles, though. She does mean it, yes - but that doesn't mean she's incapable of a bit of cheer to go with her typical gravity. Honestly, she isn't that familiar with music. She knows what sounds nice to her own ears and little else.
He's so happy. How can she not want to help? ]
When is the day?
wtf what a cute icon
Uh.... [ His brow furrows. ] Y'know? That's a great question. That I...do not have an answer to. I'll have to get back to you on that.
she has her cute moments!
[ The further away it is, the more time she has to learn to spin turntables, or whatever it is DJs do.
This is going to be so good. ]
Although if you are willing to tell me more about yourself and your betrothed, it will help me choose music best fitting your relationship.
all of her moments are cute!
[ Featuring such classics as "The Ballad of the Snake Head Under the Sink" and "I Love You Like a Rolanberry Cheesecake". ]
Where should I start! - Oh, I could tell you how we met! Our first kiss! The moment I fell in love! Or...
[ The may yet be here awhile. ]
and don't you forget it
Perhaps start from the beginning. How did you and Lady Alisaie meet?
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He sighs dreamily, planting his chin in the palm of his hand. ]
We met...through texting. She yelled at me for not taking the training sims on the station seriously. It was love at first message...
[ It really wasn't. ]
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[ She's actually making a mental note. Love at first message. Although... Lucina can't help but look patiently skeptical. ]
I apologise, but I'm not entirely convinced that was a romantic encounter. Can you elaborate on it?
[ is prompto actually getting married or is he just making it up ]
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Elaborate? Well, uh...after she yelled at me, we talked about chocobos? Those're, um, these birds from our home worlds...they're really cute and fluffy and perfect, and we got one here last month! Wanna see it?
[ Maybe he's actually marrying the chocobo. ]
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I would love to see your bird - ah, your chocobo. Please.
[ Her enthusiasm is genuine. Lucina has a longstanding weaknesses for animal friends, largely thanks to Gerome's close relationship with Minerva. It takes a pair like that to truly melt her heart. ]
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Meet Chobi! Ain't he just the cutest thing you've ever seen?!
[ From the way he asks it, it is clear there is only one answer to that question. ]