An unpopcorning of a lunatic... Open RP

[assmeat-hunger.livejournal.com]

((Okay'd by the I Feel Sick muns and the mods!))

Popcorn!

...What?

Tenna patted herself over for a few long seconds, spastically, her eyes flickering around the room as her hands settling upon her head and grabbed at her spiky black hair. Er. She was in a giant room. Filled with popcorn kernels. Which actually wasn't such a strange revelation, for Tenna, really - it was actually extremely... awesome - but that... huh. It was definitely a first. Watching her name disappear off of a plaque in the room, though, that might've made it onto the odd list.

Reeking of butter, still holding onto her head, and furrowing both eyebrows in a comical manner, Tenna took a few steps around, puzzled, glancing around the room at all the other kernels. She started a bit towards the door, and stopped again, doing a double-take, as if to check that, yep, it was a still popcorn.

And then, of course, exploded out into the hallway with a Xena-like yell, finally releasing her head to land in a ninja pose and glance to her surroundings. Hmm. Stone. And torches. A painting. Some suit of armor.

Dear God, she was a knight. It was the only explanation.

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[assmeat-hunger.livejournal.com]

Hmm... Tenna most definitely smelled butter too... This was peculiar! She started to traipse after Tomo, sniffing things with curiosity and... even inhaling deep into Tomo's hair, when she wasn't paying attention. Nope. Just smelled like hair. Strong hair smell. She even gagged a big and blinked. Man! Smelling things didn't have its rewards sometimes.

But hey! She WAS covered in butter. Tenna dragged a finger up her shirt and took an experimental lick, cocking her head. "I taste like a snack!" she announced to Tomo, eyes wide. But, no, seriously. "I think I was a piece of popcorn!" Beat. Beat. "The movie theater butter kind." Judging by the uber amount of butter-ness, anyway. She'd probably get thrown into a padded cell anywhere else. Not that people in her home city weren't already trying to get her thrown into a padded cell.

[tomowildcat.livejournal.com]

((AGH I thought I replied to this last night. Let me know if you have a problem with the finger-licking and I'll repost.))

Tomo... really wouldn't have cared if she noticed Tenna sniffing. Not like she has a concept of personal space (hers or anyone else's).

Hearing Tenna's comment, she spies a glob of butter on Tenna's shoulder and swipes at it with a finger, which she promptly sticks in her mouth. "Wow, do you ever! And that's not caramel corn!"

"You were a piece of popcorn? You sure? There could be other reasons for getting butter all over ya! 'Course, they're all kinda kinky!"

[assmeat-hunger.livejournal.com]

Great gobs of dookiebutter! She eyed Tomo with a slight squawk, swiping at her clothes and managing to completely cover her fingers in lots of gooey expanses of butter. COOL.

"I... was... POPCORN," she repeated, each syllable growing louder for emphasis as he eyes widened to comical widths. And then giggled, glancing to Tomo again with a completely immature grin. "You said kinky."

[tomowildcat.livejournal.com]

And the completely immature grin is returned in kind. "Well, yeah! Mostly. I dunno why else you'd get yourself covered in butter!"

"Oh, yeah. If you we're popcorn, ya probably never heard of me. I'm Tomo Takino! Nice to meetcha!"

[assmeat-hunger.livejournal.com]

Tenna grinned widely, just as childishly as before, giggling a bit. "Heh, kinky. Butter sex! That would be kinda strange. And messy. And, you know. Fungus-y. A bit."

New topic. "Tooommoooo," she sounded out slowly, and quickly jutted out a hand towards Tomo. "I'm Tenna!"