06-21-2020, 12:48 AM
LIKE THE MOON SAYS TO THE DARK — Michael hadn't been around for a Calypso's Carnival before this, mainly because he hadn't been a part of The Typhoon when the last one had taken place. Still, a welcome break sounded extremely nice right now, what with him still recovering from the events of the meteor, the unfortunate follow up of getting lost, and the work that he had put in to help the rebuilding efforts. Unwinding and having some fun sounded great, and he really wanted to indulge himself. He was a little sad that Trevor wouldn't be around for the Festival of Colors, considering the activity of throwing paint filled balloons at other people seemed right up his alley. However, Michael could respect the other's decision to go back to their old home for Wade, and it wasn't as if he would never see the coyote again. Far from it, actually. Perhaps the other could come back for next year's festival.
As eager as Michael very much was to show off the newest addition to his menagerie of jewelry, the bobcat had abandoned all of his bling and aviators before showing up to the event, not eager to get them coated in paint. Perhaps Roxie would be disappointed, considering he was sure she was delighting in the thought of ruining his usual prissy image, but he could deal with a little bit of her whining – until she hit him in the face with a paint balloon, that is. Then, he would make his move. The thought made him snort a bit as he came padding up to the Colosseum. He smiled slightly when he saw Goldie, moving over to her and saying softly, "Hey, Goldie... this place looks pretty good. It's almost too bad we're probably gonna ruin it with a bunch of missed paint balloons." The thief was honestly more interested in the snacks than the actual game, but he didn't bring that up for now. After all, it wasn't as if a relaxing release wouldn't be good for everyone right now. — WE WILL NEVER BE APART
As eager as Michael very much was to show off the newest addition to his menagerie of jewelry, the bobcat had abandoned all of his bling and aviators before showing up to the event, not eager to get them coated in paint. Perhaps Roxie would be disappointed, considering he was sure she was delighting in the thought of ruining his usual prissy image, but he could deal with a little bit of her whining – until she hit him in the face with a paint balloon, that is. Then, he would make his move. The thought made him snort a bit as he came padding up to the Colosseum. He smiled slightly when he saw Goldie, moving over to her and saying softly, "Hey, Goldie... this place looks pretty good. It's almost too bad we're probably gonna ruin it with a bunch of missed paint balloons." The thief was honestly more interested in the snacks than the actual game, but he didn't bring that up for now. After all, it wasn't as if a relaxing release wouldn't be good for everyone right now. — WE WILL NEVER BE APART
— Reggan