[ Despite the fact he looks very at odds with his stuffed animal (a white ferret, how charming!) under his arm, and the PHS in his free hand, Hua Cheng is going to just keep going with his life. He certainly isn't going to panic, or look perterbed, because that just isn't his style. No, instead, he reads the slapdash message, once he figures it out, and cocks an eyebrow down at the device. ]
Oh, good. [ Is that sarcasm? Drippingly. ] Definitely not kidnapped by absolute morons. I never knew someone could be more of a mess than the Heavens, but here we are.
ii. goat ghost on a bridge
[ See: someone not willing to stand idly around.
When he couldn't get any closer to the castle, Hua Cheng made his way in the opposite direction. He's currently on the bridge, cool as a cucumber, knocking his knuckles against the invisible barrier with no real intent to break it. If someone else wants to try that, he'll stand and watch what happens to them. Because he's an ass.
He does, however, calmly pull out his stupid looking headband with sproingy hearts. With a finger, he absently jostles one of the hearts, eyeing (or just looking? hard to tell, with the single eyeball and all) a spot over the river.
Then, suddenly, YEET.
Of course the sparklers go off, but he watches as he shamelessly commits the horrible crime of littering when the headband kerplunks into the river. At least nothing else happens? ]
... disappointing, but nothing of value was lost.
iii. profile match
[ Sitting at the dining hall, long legs crossed and stretched out to take up as much floor space as possible, Hua Cheng flips through profiles.
His makes him snort, but when he sees you - yes, you there - on the app and in person, he holds the PHS up and cocks his head a little. His eye tracks from the profile, to the person, scrutinizing. ]
no subject
[ Despite the fact he looks very at odds with his stuffed animal (a white ferret, how charming!) under his arm, and the PHS in his free hand, Hua Cheng is going to just keep going with his life. He certainly isn't going to panic, or look perterbed, because that just isn't his style. No, instead, he reads the slapdash message, once he figures it out, and cocks an eyebrow down at the device. ]
Oh, good. [ Is that sarcasm? Drippingly. ] Definitely not kidnapped by absolute morons. I never knew someone could be more of a mess than the Heavens, but here we are.
ii.
goatghost on a bridge[ See: someone not willing to stand idly around.
When he couldn't get any closer to the castle, Hua Cheng made his way in the opposite direction. He's currently on the bridge, cool as a cucumber, knocking his knuckles against the invisible barrier with no real intent to break it. If someone else wants to try that, he'll stand and watch what happens to them. Because he's an ass.
He does, however, calmly pull out his stupid looking headband with sproingy hearts. With a finger, he absently jostles one of the hearts, eyeing (or just looking? hard to tell, with the single eyeball and all) a spot over the river.
Then, suddenly, YEET.
Of course the sparklers go off, but he watches as he shamelessly commits the horrible crime of littering when the headband kerplunks into the river. At least nothing else happens? ]
... disappointing, but nothing of value was lost.
iii. profile match
[ Sitting at the dining hall, long legs crossed and stretched out to take up as much floor space as possible, Hua Cheng flips through profiles.
His makes him snort, but when he sees you - yes, you there - on the app and in person, he holds the PHS up and cocks his head a little. His eye tracks from the profile, to the person, scrutinizing. ]
Interesting. You're very, ah, talented.
iv. wildcard
[ you know the drill here my friends ]