On an island that I own, tanned, and rested and alone.... Surrounded by enormous piles of money

[whatoncewashers.livejournal.com]

[You find yourself in a castle- an extremely posh one, albeit one that looks ripped straight out of a fairy tale. It doesn't scream BADASS CASTLE, so much as it screams 'Disney paid for me,' but whatever. It's situated on a small island and the waves crash against the rocks below the castle walls.

Outside, Flynn is sword-fighting pretty fiercely with some random person- nondescript features, typical of a dream world. A good wrist flick and he manages to disarm the man and point the hilt of his blade at his chest. He circles the man, his voice taking on a dramatic edge to it.]

You're lucky today. I don't feel like getting blood on my lawn, but I could still change my mind if you don't get out of here in the next... Ten seconds. [The man runs off and Flynn's dramatic voice completely vanishes as he yells after him, laughing the whole time.] Yeah, you better run! [He sighs dreamily and sheathes his sword, flopping down on the grass to stare out at the water. This is perfect. He has everything- a lot of money, an island he owns, his own castle- oh sure, the occasional brigand tries to steal from him, but he puts that right quick enough.

Oh, and he's alone.

Yep. Perfect.]

[[OOC: ....Flynn's dream at this canon point is canon. Easiest post ever. Catch him just as he's enjoying his "Flynn-time."]]

Comments

[auncyenhalig.livejournal.com]

Hey, you're not mad, are you? It looks like you could use some company. I haven't seen anyone except the guy you just chased off!

[ A good two feet, but not sixty. She calls that as he comes up, because admittedly if he's going to get mad about it she'd rather not still be there when he gets up. |D ]

[whatoncewashers.livejournal.com]

You're not the first person who's stopped by. Mostly I'm just really creeped out by the whole thing. [He says as he makes his way up.]

[auncyenhalig.livejournal.com]

[ Giggling from above. Sorry, Flynn. ] Oh, did no one explain? Too bad.

[whatoncewashers.livejournal.com]

Explain what? I mean, there's been some really weird things happening lately, but I was chalking it up to a concussion and leaving it at that. What's going on?

[auncyenhalig.livejournal.com]

Hey, do you really own this whole island? [ It only seems like she's ignoring the question. ]

[whatoncewashers.livejournal.com]

[And here is Flynn. Finally.... It's a big castle.] Of course I do. It's my dr- [DAWNING REALIZATION] ...Oh.

[auncyenhalig.livejournal.com]

[ ... She feels a little bad about that. Maybe she shouldn't have told him. ]

Yeah, but look at it this way! If you really do get a castle -- or a very nice house -- it shouldn't be as empty as this.

[ She's still stuck on there not being any other people. How would anyone live on their own like this? ]

[whatoncewashers.livejournal.com]

That's... How I want it. [Awkward.] I deserve a life of solitude and bliss, surrounded by my money.

[auncyenhalig.livejournal.com]

... But that's boring. [ Well, she's. Very upfront about this. She looks around, shaking her head. ] What about friends and family?