Now with less fail

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

❒ TRAPPED IN A BOX ❒



Well this has got to suck, because you are now stuck in this box, and it seems to be too strong to break! But fear not, you're not alone...unless that's actually a bad thing. Hmm.

➀ Post a comment with your character[s]. Each.
➁ Someone will then be able to reply to this comment, and now play out how it would be to be trapped in a small box with your new box buddy.
➂ Reply to others for personal space invading fun (or not fun, sometimes it's quite sucky, depends on your preference, characters!), with the occasional box rolling (or more. Hope it's not a hill).
➃ Have fun with it! Your characters might not though tohoho.

For a good general idea, here's a link.

S-Sorry about that failure on my part.

Comments

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ If she thinks Jimmy is big, then Sam must be ginormous. ]

Vietnam.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

[Sam gets his own category for being a giraffe. Or taller than a giraffe.]

Strange situation to be in, no? [Pheeew, this isn't as bad as it can end up being, she doesn't have to hit him at least.] Are you alright?

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ He's a moosiraffe? ]

It is. [ He doesn't move at all even as he speaks. ] I am alright.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

[MOOSIRAFFE, the tallest of all animals.]

Ah, that's good, I have no idea how we got here, so I was concerned. [And at least he's keeping calm...in a box.] It's not too tight for you, is it?

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ the tallest! ]

I cannot complain. Jimmy is adequate enough a vessel.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

[SO TALL he can laugh at the little animals.]

Hmm, ah yes, you are meant to be much bigger...we'll lets try to get out of here, otherwise we'll be in this space for a long time. [She tries to feel around for the seams of the box, banging the walls to see if they're loose] Sorry for the noise.

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ the poor little critters though. ]

It is fine.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

[It's okay, they can ride in his hair ;3;]

Ah, good. [She tries to hit the walls of the box harder, punching one and kicking another, to no avail.]

It's shut a lot harder than one would like.

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ His hair is now a nest for all the cute widdle forest creatures. ]

Hmn.

[ He closes his eyes, then opens them again. ]

I can't fly out of here. We have to use more physical force.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

[AWWWW he gets all the happy friends ;w; Dean can get one bird.]

...This box is also more frustrating than it looks.

[She takes in a deep breath.] Alright, perhaps if we stretch ourselves between two walls, we can push the box apart.

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ Dean's hair can only have an angel living in it lol. ]

Alright. [ pushes against the wall with his back, his feet pushing the other side. ]

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

[Cutest little Angel Casbird?]

[And push! Breathe. The box was strong, so she couldn't help but--] God dammit! This is a tough-- [PAUSE, she just spoke God's name in vain in front of Castiel ahaha......] Ah, I didn't mean that.

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ The cutest little black bird with blue eyes. ]

[ He frowns just slightly, but she made it up with the apology. ] Hn. More effort is needed.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

[O-oh, can we feed him...]

[She still looks awkward and apologetic, and then nods.] A-ah, alright. [And tries again, this time even harder!] What on earth are these boxes made out of?!

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ maybe? idk ]

Nothing of this earth, possibly. [ He pushes as well, grunting with the effort. ]