this is a [test] of the emergency broadcast system

[titansno]

TEST DRIVE MEME

> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters.
> The Mall. Exactly what it says on the tin! Dodge the hordes of teenage mallrats or take part, whichever suits your tastes.
> Rainy Day. Agh, it's fucking awful out. And is it raining those vermilion things?? Now you've got an Echo to contend with on top of everything else. Find some shelter, quick!
> PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION, HOW FUN
> The most horribly kitschy Arts and Crafts Fair you can imagine.
> Wild Card! Make up your own.

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Lord Akeldama/Alan Loveless | The Parasol Protectorate

[goldenbrocade]

A action

[one of the best known secrets in the world of costumes, The Gilded Triffle is buried in the back street of Locke City right next door to a smokey bar and a rather disreputable hotel that rented rooms by the hour. the owner is also one of it's best costumers and could often be found in layers of pretty Neo-Regency and Gothic clothing, his long blond hair done up in girlish curls and pretty ribbons, and even his shoes were no exception to such things.

And for the Numbered, his shop also boasts of being the only place to go for tailoring around returned differences from colored contacts to fake human skins.]

B network video

[here have you costumer get really close to the camera, all freaked out a little. how can you tell? the perfection of his wardrobe is in disarray that's why! anyways, he is really close to the camera so he can -DRAMATICALLY- stage whisper something to the audience]

I know what I am! I do! I have grown... TEETH!

[and with that, you get to see his lovely white sparkling fangs.]

[part_time_overlord]

Yikes, those sure are some chompers.

[goldenbrocade]

Are they just? I haven't any idea that I would have to find a way to cover these!

[part_time_overlord]

You could just go for broke and say it's intentional cosmetic surgery.

[goldenbrocade]

Oh, I do like the way you think! Yes, yes, I can say that and it work ever so well with my Midnight Masque collection!

[part_time_overlord]

Wow really? I didn't think you'd actually go for it.

[goldenbrocade]

Why not? After all, vampires are in style.

A

[nottame]

[Toby half-lurks and half-bumbles in. Not that he's a stranger to this area of town but he's going into a costume shop, for goodness's sake, and he's seen the man who owns it on the network, coming into some place like this - not that this is a thought from experience! - demands the swallowing of some pride...

He keeps his eyes mostly floating over the floor as he crosses it.]

-- Okay, uh, I need human eyes, man. I have a number. It's, uh - Tobias? -- You know, my name - can't pay, man, but I'll figure something out, I swear to god!

These are giving me the creeps...

[His eyes look perfectly human, more likely than not.]

[goldenbrocade]

Now, now, my dear young man, please do stop mumbling to the floor, mm?

[sweeping down the few steps from the layers of fabric and lace is this vision of a person who also just happens to have fangs that anyone can see every time he opens his mouth.]

Let's see what has happened first... Look up, darling.

[nottame]

[He sees the man coming down from the upward corners of his eyes and his mouth quirks to a grimace - and he was just called "darling", no less - but, yes, let's get this done - ]

Yeah, uh - 'course! [Jerky nodding progressively turning his head back up, front and center.

Leaves him staring resignedly, gravely wide-eyed at the owner in all of his glitz and glory. With a couple of big, hazel, still very human-looking eyes.]

[goldenbrocade]

[just wait until he starts displaying his worse mannerisms from his echoes. just wait. meanwhile, he is going to look real close at him before pursing his lips and stepping back.]

What do you see when you look in the mirror, my dear boy?

[nottame]

[PLEASE STOP. But - that's a secondary point of weirdness, he doesn't even need seconds to acknowledge.

Mouth re-tightens, pulls back the grimace - more a confused one than an awkward one.] Uhh.

[Lifts a hand, points at one eye, very slightly twirling the tip.] I. See the irises are like. I dunno, aren't they kind of really big? A-and they weren't always this color, either -- what?

[Does they not look that off from a distance?]

[goldenbrocade]

[Sorry, he may act flamboyantly gay but he is not as silly as he acts. There is a brain under that foppish exterior. Somewhere.]

They look like normal human eyes, which is why I asked if you see things differently. Because I've been told that our particular little club has a few different individuals.

[nottame]

[Another pause, brows knit.] -- Yeah, different! That's, uh.

[That's why he came in! Or - did the man mean "different"... differently?

Or is the matter that his eyes really don't appear different at all?]

What, you don't see it - you don't see what I mean? They look -- I dunno, I'm kinda thinking they look like a dog's...

[goldenbrocade]

Ah, then I think I may be able to help you.

[He wondered if the world looked differently to him as an individual, like with that one poor boy with the bird eyes or the girl with the robot eyes. But that was okay too. He can still work around that little issue.]

Regular human contacts to cover the dog look, yes? And a different color? What color do you want?