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[biteoffherhead]

[Well. What a flood of newcomers. Or... "newcomers". Something seemed amiss.

Moro's tracks are all around the forest, and most of them are fresh. There's some fresh kills, or at least the freshly eaten remnants of them. There's some territorial markings here and there. All in all, it's a very unfriendly welcome.]


((OOC: HELLO! Yosie is planning on having Gaston from Beauty and the Beast go on a hunt for Moro. If you're interested in participating, then go look at his information! If you just wanna bother Moro, then you are also free to do just that.))

Comments

/just here to bother, hur

[tinysungod]

[Chibi is just a distance ahead of Moro, so he doesn't really notice a thing. Also the fact that he's sleeping the day away. :/ Like mother like son.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Like mother like son, indeed. Moro's fur practically bristles when she comes across the little sun god.]

So she has pups....

[tinysungod]

[His little ears twitched slightly at the sound of movement, and then her voice. Well, it doesn't look like whoever is there is going to pass on by so he'll just roll lazily to his side and yawn.

He opens his eyes to see...paws. Really big paws. His ears perk up as he glances up, up...rolling onto his back to see Moro's head.

You're really big. Bigger than mother and grandpa!]

[cataclysmicdescent]

[Your little warning does little to deter Lance, however, Moro. Honestly, to him, it's rather marvelous, the cycle of nature at work in this forest. And so, standing in the shadow of one of the trees, observing her, he speaks.]

You must be the guardian of this forest.

1/3 TRYING AGAIN THIS YEAR

[fivedozeneggs]

[These tracks...! Why, they are huge! And the fresh kills...it must be --

He climbs a tree and shades his eyes from the sun. Yes! A Beast, even larger than, well, the Beast. He might need to reconsider giving him the definite article, if he understood what definite articles were.]

2/3 for details on my plans, see http://lucetimods.dreamwidth.org/62400.html?thread=10290880#cmt1029

[fivedozeneggs]

[Soon, he finds the village square and, using the fountain as a platform, makes his declaration!]

Good citizens! Hear me out! A great danger is upon us all, for in the great forests of this quiet village lurks a terrible beast! [He flourishes his hand...!]

3/3 I'll put up a separate comment for Mob Song, but this is for any who wish to thread talking etc.

[fivedozeneggs]

...One moment. I seem to have mislaid my mirror. [Re: the one he stole from Belle. Singing will come later, but he can be waylaid for normal conversation here.]

4/3 AND HERE IS THE COMMENT FOR ANYONE WISHING TO BE IN THE MOB

[fivedozeneggs]

[Okay, okay, he went rummaging through the shops for the mirror and now he's ready to get down to business.]

Ahem. As I was saying....

[Time for extravagent gestures with the glowing mirror, which currently shows Moro doing Moro things.]

The beast will make off with your children! She'll come after them in the night! We're not safe until her head is mounted on my wall!

I say we kill this beast!

[puristprincess]

[Goodness gracious! Princess Clara was a bit skeptical about this "great danger", but the large burly man is absolutely right! The image in the mirror does not lie- there is indeed a ferocious monster about! After Gaston makes his proclamation, Princess Clara gives a roar of agreement.

Then she turns to the person standing next to her.]

We're not safe until she's dead!

Re: 4/3 AND HERE IS THE COMMENT FOR ANYONE WISHING TO BE IN THE MOB

[thedemoness]

[Why the hell is she even here?

Actually, it beats her being wherever she was before. So...]

He'll come stalking us at night...

[biteoffherhead]

[...A-aww. Every hint of maternal instinct starts kicking into gear in Moro's head, though she does not act so foolish as to indulge. Yet, at least.]

Where is your mother, son-of-the-god?

[biteoffherhead]

You must be one of the unwelcome visitors.

[A wry smile. Oh, what wit, Moro.]

What do you want?

[flyingdreams]

[Instead of asking why a mouse is here and singing with the mob, you should ask yourself 'why not?']

Said to sacrifice our children, to her monstrous appetite!!

:D Let the beatings begin! (now in the right comment!)

[selphie_t]

[The driest of the dry comments said rather loudly with an eyeroll to complete it.]

If she doesn't eat you first.

[tinysungod]

[Mother....mother...ummm. He rolls and stands on all fours, thinking. He doesn't actually know. Probably still up in the land of the gods.

He just makes a disgruntle whine and looks up at Moro, as if she probably knew where she was.]

[queenofbriggs]

[Ho shit, this sounds bad. The Ice Queen of Briggs is here to offer her support!]

She'll wreak havok on our village, if we let her wander free!

[fivedozeneggs]

Ha ha! [A hearty laugh!]

Don't fear, little girl. There isn't a beast alive that could take on Gaston!

1/? TIME FOR GASTON TO TAKE THE SPOTLIGHT FOR A BIT second verse will be more interactive.

[fivedozeneggs]

[He grabs a torch from -- where did he just grab that torch?]

So it's time to take some action, b --

[fivedozeneggs]

...you people.... [He falters for a moment. What is with all these women?]

/SAVES QUEENOFBRIGGS'S INBOX AND COMMENTS TO SELF

[fivedozeneggs]

[But the song is going on without him! He catches up to the (where is that music coming from?) music.]

-- it's time to follow meeeeeeeeeee!

[HE THROWS THE TORCH DRAMATICALLY it looks like he might have set the clothing store on fire whoops.]

4/4 FOR NOW HE NEEDS TO SCARE SOMEONE

[fivedozeneggs]

[Well, the fire makes good back lighting, so he moves to put his back to it as he addresses his mob...which seems to be disturbingly filled with women but he can work with it for now!!]

Through the mists, through the woods, through the darkness and the shadows -- it's a nightmare but it's one exciting ride!

[Time to put his arms over his head and briefly chase someone. HE NEEDS A LEFOU STAND-IN FOR A SECOND.]

[selphie_t]

[Is that a fact?]

Even a three headed dog that can summon the gates of hell?

Also, I'm not a little girl.

[fivedozeneggs]

Sure you're not. [Said immediately, very quickly, and dismissively.]

Dragons don't exist! But if they did, they would learn to fear my musket.

[selphie_t]

Ask me how old I am you condescending twit. [Challenging. Oooh Gaston, Selphie doesn't like you.]

Oh yes, your Musket is oh so very terrifying. Whatever are we going to do without it?

[fivedozeneggs]

Does it really matter? [He ignores any challenges from ladies, because they don't exist!]

Wither away and die, I suppose. But don't you worry -- it'll be right here to deal with that nasty beast.