It hadn't initially been his plan, but having stopped in at one of the bookshops that morning, Ira had been asked to help clean up the front a bit. Nothing major, just some light shovelling and dusting off of snow from an over zealous snowman. Nothing that would take too long.
Of course once that was all done, he would turn around to find another disaster. And after about three of those, well, something else had to be done.]
I don't suppose you've seen a snowman running around, have you?
[B - Gingerbread Warfare]
[Pushed back, fighting desperately, a contingent of Gingerbread Warriors has escaped into the Candy Forest to regroup.
Not that Ira knows this. He's just taking a walk, exploring this strange, new, part of the world. He's rather taken with it, in a whimsical sort of way.
That's probably what makes him such an easy target.
A couple of nails to hold his robes down and he's soon surrounded by heavily armed Gingerbread people who are holding knives at him rather intensely.
He might need a little bit of help.]
[C - Just right?]
[Ira is probably too tall to be a proper Goldilocks, as much as blond streaks have appeared in his hair. His robes have also been replaced with play clothes, which he's not too sure how to feel about. Story or not, shorts and a t-shirt hardly feel appropriate.]
I don't know if I'll be much help at the puppet show, but I can at least put these chairs back together.
I think.
[He doesn't sound especially confident.]
[D - Wildcard]
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Ira | Kingdom Hearts
[Somehow, he should have expected this.
It hadn't initially been his plan, but having stopped in at one of the bookshops that morning, Ira had been asked to help clean up the front a bit. Nothing major, just some light shovelling and dusting off of snow from an over zealous snowman. Nothing that would take too long.
Of course once that was all done, he would turn around to find another disaster. And after about three of those, well, something else had to be done.]
I don't suppose you've seen a snowman running around, have you?
[B - Gingerbread Warfare]
[Pushed back, fighting desperately, a contingent of Gingerbread Warriors has escaped into the Candy Forest to regroup.
Not that Ira knows this. He's just taking a walk, exploring this strange, new, part of the world. He's rather taken with it, in a whimsical sort of way.
That's probably what makes him such an easy target.
A couple of nails to hold his robes down and he's soon surrounded by heavily armed Gingerbread people who are holding knives at him rather intensely.
He might need a little bit of help.]
[C - Just right?]
[Ira is probably too tall to be a proper Goldilocks, as much as blond streaks have appeared in his hair. His robes have also been replaced with play clothes, which he's not too sure how to feel about. Story or not, shorts and a t-shirt hardly feel appropriate.]
I don't know if I'll be much help at the puppet show, but I can at least put these chairs back together.
I think.
[He doesn't sound especially confident.]
[D - Wildcard]
[ooc: want a different scenario? Want to plot?