Human Again Meme

[ponymechanic]

The "whoops you're a human (or something else) again" meme!

• Tag with the name and series of your character in the subject line
  
• Your character is now back to their real forms, human or otherwise. It's the fourth-wall event all over again.
  
• Keep it PG-13
  
• Happy Second Year Anniversary, MLJ!

Comments

[freeasthewind]

Well... I like to think I am. I had to learn to at an early age.

[You know, parents deaths and all.]

[crapfully]

I'm more of a fishersman, but I can handle a bit of hunting. I'll just...follow your lead.

[Yeah, he'd love to spin a tale about all those sweet bear hunts, but he can't bring himself to do it to her.]

[freeasthewind]

A fisherman, huh? Was that your job back home?

[Yeah, because fishermen wear wrestler masks.]

[crapfully]

...nah, it's more of a hobby. I was a...let's see...

[He can't just say 'criminal'.]

Tag team wrestler. Then I had an advice column of sorts---wasn't much, but it paid the bills.

[Well, it's mostly the truth. He's all trying to gear up for hunting now---man, these horsie vests fit all weird.]

[freeasthewind]

I see. [She knows what a wrestler is. Just no idea what an advice column was, or even what bills are.]

An advice column? Mind explaining to me what that is?

[crapfully]

Basically somebody writes me a letter, and I give my expert advice. Like they'll say...

'Dear Strong Bad: How do you hunt all the best game? Sincerely, Butterfingers.'

And I'll say: 'Well, Butterfingers, to catch your prey, you've gotta follow the three S-es. Silence, stalking, and sharpshooting.' And then I usually go out and show 'em how to do it.

[Because he's totally the best at giving advice, totally.]

[freeasthewind]

Huh. Well, you'll make a good hunting partner, then.

[crapfully]

[Really? Because he just made that up---okay, he'll roll with it. He nods decisively.]

Then let's get to it. Cutlets, burgers...oh, I can almost taste it already.

[But he's keeping himself calm and quiet, he swears.]

[freeasthewind]

Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go to Whitetail Woods!

[crapfully]

"Right behind you," he offered, bowing low and pointing a hoof out in front of him to let her pass. Ah, they'd be eating good tonight.

[freeasthewind]

Aw, what a gentleman. Yes, they certainly will be having quite the feast. She'll make sure of it.