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ArianaBlack · 08-20-2023, 06:09 AM

SPOILER!!: grimgang

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Originally Posted by nicole black

Celli kept sneezing. fake mustaches, no one tells you fake mustaches are itchier than tomato growing hair. and every little sneeze led to another mustache adjustment until the glue which kept it attached to her upper lip was barely glue at all and she had to had to hold it gently.

This meant that both hands were very occupied - ice cream cone secured - and she could only watch Bronny at work. "You should put your ice cream down on the table you aren't pushing. might help." Celli offered, scrunching her nose to stop another sneeze attack. "What flavor did you get?" she would need a taste at some point.

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Originally Posted by Shanners

It had taken a few siblings to once again talk some sense into Maebry over her disguise. First of all, it wasn't even fair that she had to wear shoes in the unknown alley. Second of all, it really wasn't fair that she had to wear shoes that she was sure were pinchy pinching at her toes. THIRD of all, it basically was so so unfair that the penultimate Grimaldi baby was having to wear shoes on their day out.

But shoes wasn't what she had to be talked into.

It was that shoes were not enough of a disguise and she would get them recognised if she didn't make more of an effort. Which was why the ten year old (mere days away from being eleven!!) had on fairy wings that she had decorated with flowers herself, massive daisy flower sunglasses and a short blue wig. And shoes. Unfortunately.

She followed her two older sisters outside, her own ice cream in hand, and listened as best as she could. Although...she was a little distracted by the amount of people around. "Give me your ice creams! I'll hold them so you can move the tables!" And then she'd taste test them to make sure they weren't poisoned.

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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley

Her cap and oversized shades - cat eyes, today, by some designer or other - were becoming a stable of the Babysitters wardrobe. She couldn't remember what film it was, but all of the heroes seemed to be able to go unnoticed when they donned them, and so Winifred was hoping the same. She was trying not to roll her eyes at the 'disguises' of the others. Bronwen, for once, wasn't even the one she was worried about - the scarf was actually pretty chic, and had they been on mopeds in Roma she would have been copying the style.

But the moustache? Celli, come on. But she wouldn't say anything, no, she would just deal with the inevitable fall out when it occurred. As for baby Maebs (who was still a baby, to the eldest)... Well, the wings were cute enough to bring a smile to Wins face, even as she fussed over them all in the queue.

And was left to pay. SIGH. One day, when she offered, someone else would pipe up and say no no no, that it was their turn to do so! But Winifred wasn't holding her breath. She joined the others outside (sans ice cream, she was still feeling some sort of way about that article, and the idea made her a little queasy), dropped a kiss on Maebry's head, and then joined Bon pushing tables together.

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Originally Posted by Kimothy

FOR! THE! RECORD! Astrid Harmony Grimaldi was ALSO here!

But you don't know that, of course. She was in her most perfect disguise because she was taller today. Because of her platform shoes! Not heels. There's a difference. The soles of her shoes were simply thicker and taller, thanks to Larky Barky's wonderful spellwork after she poked and pestered him endlessly until he gave in and charmed them for her to complete her disguise. She also had a pretty bucket hat to complete the undercover look, so nobody will absolutely recognise her because her hat covered her face and she wasn't 133cm anymore. At least for today. Fool-proof disguise!

The youngest Grimaldi had also lagged behind from most of the siblings, mainly because she wanted to fit as many marshmallows and gummy bears into her ice cream cup as humanly possible. And also the new shoe height was a little weird to work with. She was already nomming a marshmallow as she walked outside to join the gang, sidestepping a little to avoid Maebry's wings and pausing briefly beside Celi to whisper into the older girl's ear. "What if you get ice cream on your moustache?" Seemed gross, you know? And what if it ruined the disguise? Never mind that it was already a terrible disguise! And that it was making her sneeze! The important thing here is that it might RUIN the ice cream experience!!

Astrid also watched Bronny Wonny and Winnie push the tables, not planning to help because she was ~small~ and busy with her ice cream. Into her mouth, another marshmallow went.

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Originally Posted by oh its Erik ok

Did sunglasses really count as a disguise?? Was more like just normal wear for the summer sun. Maybe Mel was just overthinking it. The fake mustache was at least trying. But it did look stupid. Maebry on the other hand looked nothing like herself so guess that counts as winning in this case. Astrid....well Astrid was giving it her best and that's all she will say about that. but Melo couldn't judge since she was the party pooper and not even wearing a disguise. The only thing she had on her head was a black sun hat.

She was just enjoying her cookies and cream ice cream and watching them put the tables together.

"How can you even enjoy the ice cream wearing that thing??"

Melo said to Cel.

Seemed like it would just be too distracting. But that was none of her business. Shame she couldnt bring her phone

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Originally Posted by Felixir

In all honesty, Cyprien didn't think the disguises were all that worth it. Not when you had, just as one example, Celindummy rocking up in an honest-to-Merlin moustache and immediately giving the game away. Factor in the number of them gathering, and their ages, and Celinde turning up dressed as a joke shop display stand - nothing out of the ordinary there, amiright? - and sooner or later someone would clock them

Maebry though? She could do no wrong. Her disguise was perfect, actually.

So it didn't matter too much. All the same, he'd put the effort in, just for that modicum of privacy; the tactic that had earned him his own press nickname wasn't really suited to entire-day-long outings, though he wasn't above attempting it. Nah, for today, Cyprien had gone magical, like the boss baby... except not really like her at all. He'd got Gen to straighten and charm his hair blond, swept those newly luscious locks back so that they fell forward into his eyes anyway with that specific kind of grace his curls would not usually allow, and set off the look with mirror lens aviators, and a jacket he'd borrowed from old Smithsonian. Had he been alone, it probably would have been more than enough to keep him lowkey - though he'd admittedly also ended up bearing a faint resemblance to Lark. O, cruel world!

But yeah, he looked cool. But he was sweltering. But he had ice cream. But it was melting.

"What thing?" he chimed in, joining the others outside, plucking a marshmallow from his own ice cream and throwing it into his mouth before continuing. "Is she wearing something new? I hadn't noticed." The tables looked more or less sorted - thanks WenWin - so, after a moment's calculation, Cyprien dropped into a seat with his back facing what he'd determined to be the majority of the crowds, hidey-holes, and side-street entrances. The window of Floreans was reflective enough for him to keep an eye out for undesirables.

Only a few seconds in and Browen was ready to give up on pushing tables together. And then Celi walked up with an ice cream in hand, mustache on face, and made absolutely no attempt to aid the table-pushing effort, which only made Bee want to extra give up. Whenever Win paid and stepped out, she'd probably sort it out. So Ronnie took a momentary table-pushing hiatus, though she still handed her ice cream to Maebs. "Thanks, Maebs." The little one received a small smile.

As for her flavor of choice, "Barbecued Sausage something, I think." Or maybe it was the cockroach one? She was between the two, both sounded so totally opposite of her taste."I hope it doesn't actually taste like barbecued sausage." Like, ew, could you imagine?

Bee was trying her best not to. Um. Maybe she should've gone for lemon instead. Was it too late to go back inside and switch?

It was just then that, Wini stepped out to help with the tables, meaning Ronnie's momentary table-pushing hiatus was over (SAD!). "Where's your ice cream, Win?" She asked with mild concern as the two of them worked to smush roundtables up against each other. She hadn't left her dessert inside with Lexi, right? He might lose it. Not because Lexi was careless or anything, but because all of their sib-cousins were being especially themselves today. Especially Cel, who Mel and Atti were thankfully keeping occupied. There'd be nothing more embarrassing than a wild mustache gone rogue. She could imagine the articles now.

Turning, Bronwen plucked her ice cream from Maebs and moved to sit down. "Blonde looks good on you, Cyp," she noted with approval. "So. What'd everyone get?"

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ArianaBlack Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,726 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Claude Botros-Giordano Ravenclaw Seventh Year x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo SPOILER!!: grimgang Quote: Originally Posted by nicole black Celli kept sneezing. fake mustaches, no one tells you fake mustaches are itchier than tomato growing hair. and every little sneeze led to another mustache adjustment until the glue which kept it attached to her upper lip was barely glue at all and she had to had to hold it gently. This meant that both hands were very occupied - ice cream cone secured - and she could only watch Bronny at work. "You should put your ice cream down on the table you aren't pushing. might help." Celli offered, scrunching her nose to stop another sneeze attack. "What flavor did you get?" she would need a taste at some point. Quote: Originally Posted by Shanners It had taken a few siblings to once again talk some sense into Maebry over her disguise. First of all, it wasn't even fair that she had to wear shoes in the unknown alley. Second of all, it really wasn't fair that she had to wear shoes that she was sure were pinchy pinching at her toes. THIRD of all, it basically was so so unfair that the penultimate Grimaldi baby was having to wear shoes on their day out. But shoes wasn't what she had to be talked into. It was that shoes were not enough of a disguise and she would get them recognised if she didn't make more of an effort. Which was why the ten year old (mere days away from being eleven!!) had on fairy wings that she had decorated with flowers herself, massive daisy flower sunglasses and a short blue wig. And shoes. Unfortunately. She followed her two older sisters outside, her own ice cream in hand, and listened as best as she could. Although...she was a little distracted by the amount of people around. "Give me your ice creams! I'll hold them so you can move the tables!" And then she'd taste test them to make sure they weren't poisoned. Quote: Originally Posted by Harron Peasley Her cap and oversized shades - cat eyes, today, by some designer or other - were becoming a stable of the Babysitters wardrobe. She couldn't remember what film it was, but all of the heroes seemed to be able to go unnoticed when they donned them, and so Winifred was hoping the same. She was trying not to roll her eyes at the 'disguises' of the others. Bronwen, for once, wasn't even the one she was worried about - the scarf was actually pretty chic, and had they been on mopeds in Roma she would have been copying the style. But the moustache? Celli, come on. But she wouldn't say anything, no, she would just deal with the inevitable fall out when it occurred. As for baby Maebs (who was still a baby, to the eldest)... Well, the wings were cute enough to bring a smile to Wins face, even as she fussed over them all in the queue. And was left to pay. SIGH. One day, when she offered, someone else would pipe up and say no no no, that it was their turn to do so! But Winifred wasn't holding her breath. She joined the others outside (sans ice cream, she was still feeling some sort of way about that article, and the idea made her a little queasy), dropped a kiss on Maebry's head, and then joined Bon pushing tables together. Quote: Originally Posted by Kimothy FOR! THE! RECORD! Astrid Harmony Grimaldi was ALSO here! But you don't know that, of course. She was in her most perfect disguise because she was taller today. Because of her platform shoes! Not heels. There's a difference. The soles of her shoes were simply thicker and taller, thanks to Larky Barky's wonderful spellwork after she poked and pestered him endlessly until he gave in and charmed them for her to complete her disguise. She also had a pretty bucket hat to complete the undercover look, so nobody will absolutely recognise her because her hat covered her face and she wasn't 133cm anymore. At least for today. Fool-proof disguise! The youngest Grimaldi had also lagged behind from most of the siblings, mainly because she wanted to fit as many marshmallows and gummy bears into her ice cream cup as humanly possible. And also the new shoe height was a little weird to work with. She was already nomming a marshmallow as she walked outside to join the gang, sidestepping a little to avoid Maebry's wings and pausing briefly beside Celi to whisper into the older girl's ear. "What if you get ice cream on your moustache?" Seemed gross, you know? And what if it ruined the disguise? Never mind that it was already a terrible disguise! And that it was making her sneeze! The important thing here is that it might RUIN the ice cream experience!! Astrid also watched Bronny Wonny and Winnie push the tables, not planning to help because she was ~small~ and busy with her ice cream. Into her mouth, another marshmallow went. Quote: Originally Posted by oh its Erik ok Did sunglasses really count as a disguise?? Was more like just normal wear for the summer sun. Maybe Mel was just overthinking it. The fake mustache was at least trying. But it did look stupid. Maebry on the other hand looked nothing like herself so guess that counts as winning in this case. Astrid....well Astrid was giving it her best and that's all she will say about that. but Melo couldn't judge since she was the party pooper and not even wearing a disguise. The only thing she had on her head was a black sun hat. She was just enjoying her cookies and cream ice cream and watching them put the tables together. "How can you even enjoy the ice cream wearing that thing??" Melo said to Cel. Seemed like it would just be too distracting. But that was none of her business. Shame she couldnt bring her phone Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir In all honesty, Cyprien didn't think the disguises were all that worth it. Not when you had, just as one example, Celindummy rocking up in an honest-to-Merlin moustache and immediately giving the game away. Factor in the number of them gathering, and their ages, and Celinde turning up dressed as a joke shop display stand - nothing out of the ordinary there, amiright? - and sooner or later someone would clock them Maebry though? She could do no wrong. Her disguise was perfect, actually. So it didn't matter too much. All the same, he'd put the effort in, just for that modicum of privacy; the tactic that had earned him his own press nickname wasn't really suited to entire-day-long outings, though he wasn't above attempting it. Nah, for today, Cyprien had gone magical, like the boss baby... except not really like her at all. He'd got Gen to straighten and charm his hair blond, swept those newly luscious locks back so that they fell forward into his eyes anyway with that specific kind of grace his curls would not usually allow, and set off the look with mirror lens aviators, and a jacket he'd borrowed from old Smithsonian. Had he been alone, it probably would have been more than enough to keep him lowkey - though he'd admittedly also ended up bearing a faint resemblance to Lark. O, cruel world! But yeah, he looked cool. But he was sweltering. But he had ice cream. But it was melting. "What thing?" he chimed in, joining the others outside, plucking a marshmallow from his own ice cream and throwing it into his mouth before continuing. "Is she wearing something new? I hadn't noticed." The tables looked more or less sorted - thanks WenWin - so, after a moment's calculation, Cyprien dropped into a seat with his back facing what he'd determined to be the majority of the crowds, hidey-holes, and side-street entrances. The window of Floreans was reflective enough for him to keep an eye out for undesirables. Only a few seconds in and Browen was ready to give up on pushing tables together. And then Celi walked up with an ice cream in hand, mustache on face, and made absolutely no attempt to aid the table-pushing effort, which only made Bee want to extra give up. Whenever Win paid and stepped out, she'd probably sort it out. So Ronnie took a momentary table-pushing hiatus, though she still handed her ice cream to Maebs. "Thanks, Maebs." The little one received a small smile. As for her flavor of choice, "Barbecued Sausage something, I think." Or maybe it was the cockroach one? She was between the two, both sounded so totally opposite of her taste."I hope it doesn't actually taste like barbecued sausage." Like, ew, could you imagine? Bee was trying her best not to. Um. Maybe she should've gone for lemon instead. Was it too late to go back inside and switch? It was just then that, Wini stepped out to help with the tables, meaning Ronnie's momentary table-pushing hiatus was over (SAD!). "Where's your ice cream, Win?" She asked with mild concern as the two of them worked to smush roundtables up against each other. She hadn't left her dessert inside with Lexi, right? He might lose it. Not because Lexi was careless or anything, but because all of their sib-cousins were being especially themselves today. Especially Cel, who Mel and Atti were thankfully keeping occupied. There'd be nothing more embarrassing than a wild mustache gone rogue. She could imagine the articles now. Turning, Bronwen plucked her ice cream from Maebs and moved to sit down. "Blonde looks good on you, Cyp," she noted with approval. "So. What'd everyone get?" __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!