I - Pink Cotton CandyCW: Drugs (sorta because cotton candy)
Sweets and junk food and processed sugars were not things that David frequently ate. Unfortunately this island wasn't really letting people make much in the way of healthy life choices, now was it? There probably wasn't even quinoa on this whole island was there? Sooner or later someone had to surrender to things, and while he did his best with fries and lemonade and funnel cakes without sugar or anything else, even David had to admit sometimes you needed some other flavors.
Cotton candy: sweet, not too messy, easy to eat in small batches and save for later, and it was nice looking too. Surely this was safe.
Of course that had been a while ago, and David was now more than half way into his pink confection, and oh was he ever smiling widely. Somehow life just seemed better today. The temperature wasn't too warm or too cold, the sun was pleasant, and the noises weren't so bad. Everything seemed... hopeful.
"Hey!" he called whenever he saw someone with a Scrywatch on. Clearly the natives already knew it was a wonderful day, right? "Isn't it beautiful out?"
II - Music Is The ThingCW: Drugs (sorta because cotton candy), Sax music apparently
If there was one thing that David absolutely did love and would go out of his way for if it was of any quality, it was music. Music that had a brassy undertone like with saxophones? He was so beyond there. There was David, quite happily waying to the music as part of the crowd. There was another plastic bag of pink cotton candy at his side, and he was happy to pull little pieces out between humming along with the music.
And the dancing, oh the dancing. Anyone nearby was bound to get David trying to pull them close to sway and shimmy to the music. Yes, he could properly dance, but who did that at a concert.
"God I could do this every night," he laughed as the band paused between one song to prepare for the next. It was one of those rare moments where someone could truly hear themselves. Or, you know, the cheerful guy next to them in the crowd. "You love the music, right? You know, I know how to play guitar. And the trumpet. I don't know why I can play the trumpet. And the cello. That one's from Kate."
III - Kiss and Don't Tell
There's no harm in going on one ride, right? Sure David knows on some level that a Tunnel of Love is more likely to be broken down and awkward than any other ride in the whole of a carnival or fair, but still, here he was, half bouncing in his excitement to get into the ride. Soon he was at the front of the lie and he let himself down into the boat, happily sitting down.
He hadn't even thought about how there were two people being shoved into each boat. Somehow that had slipped his mind. So he looked up with surprise at the person that was being helped down in beside him.
"Oh, hi! You looking forward to the ride? I bet the music is nice."
He mostly ignored the guy running the ride and all his noises. His attention instead was on the person that would be sharing the ride with him.
"Remember not to splash the water. It's not usually clean in rides like this."
Okay, that's not hte most cheerful thing, but he still is saying it. Even if it's going to prove to be wrong.
IV - Wildcard
[I'm open to other things as well, especially with prior CR. I'm not really looking into the haunted house, but I'm happy to just about anything else, including bumping into people's tattoos or holding hands while other people get tats. So if you've got any ideas or desires, drop them here, message me, or hit me up on plurk churbooseanon so we can think]
David Alleyne | Marvel-616 | OTA
Sweets and junk food and processed sugars were not things that David frequently ate. Unfortunately this island wasn't really letting people make much in the way of healthy life choices, now was it? There probably wasn't even quinoa on this whole island was there? Sooner or later someone had to surrender to things, and while he did his best with fries and lemonade and funnel cakes without sugar or anything else, even David had to admit sometimes you needed some other flavors.
Cotton candy: sweet, not too messy, easy to eat in small batches and save for later, and it was nice looking too. Surely this was safe.
Of course that had been a while ago, and David was now more than half way into his pink confection, and oh was he ever smiling widely. Somehow life just seemed better today. The temperature wasn't too warm or too cold, the sun was pleasant, and the noises weren't so bad. Everything seemed... hopeful.
"Hey!" he called whenever he saw someone with a Scrywatch on. Clearly the natives already knew it was a wonderful day, right? "Isn't it beautiful out?"
II - Music Is The Thing CW: Drugs (sorta because cotton candy), Sax music apparently
If there was one thing that David absolutely did love and would go out of his way for if it was of any quality, it was music. Music that had a brassy undertone like with saxophones? He was so beyond there. There was David, quite happily waying to the music as part of the crowd. There was another plastic bag of pink cotton candy at his side, and he was happy to pull little pieces out between humming along with the music.
And the dancing, oh the dancing. Anyone nearby was bound to get David trying to pull them close to sway and shimmy to the music. Yes, he could properly dance, but who did that at a concert.
"God I could do this every night," he laughed as the band paused between one song to prepare for the next. It was one of those rare moments where someone could truly hear themselves. Or, you know, the cheerful guy next to them in the crowd. "You love the music, right? You know, I know how to play guitar. And the trumpet. I don't know why I can play the trumpet. And the cello. That one's from Kate."
III - Kiss and Don't Tell
There's no harm in going on one ride, right? Sure David knows on some level that a Tunnel of Love is more likely to be broken down and awkward than any other ride in the whole of a carnival or fair, but still, here he was, half bouncing in his excitement to get into the ride. Soon he was at the front of the lie and he let himself down into the boat, happily sitting down.
He hadn't even thought about how there were two people being shoved into each boat. Somehow that had slipped his mind. So he looked up with surprise at the person that was being helped down in beside him.
"Oh, hi! You looking forward to the ride? I bet the music is nice."
He mostly ignored the guy running the ride and all his noises. His attention instead was on the person that would be sharing the ride with him.
"Remember not to splash the water. It's not usually clean in rides like this."
Okay, that's not hte most cheerful thing, but he still is saying it. Even if it's going to prove to be wrong.
IV - Wildcard
[I'm open to other things as well, especially with prior CR. I'm not really looking into the haunted house, but I'm happy to just about anything else, including bumping into people's tattoos or holding hands while other people get tats. So if you've got any ideas or desires, drop them here, message me, or hit me up on plurk