You only get once chance to put your best foot forward. Screw that up, and you'll be forever seared in someone's mind as the person who had spinach in their teeth, or worse!
✨HOW TO PLAY
1. Drop a top-level!
2. If you have previous CR with someone, you'll have to let them know what your first-impression of them was.
If this is your first time meeting, you'll be compelled to share what kind of vibe they give off. It's okay to be honest! Are they gross? Do they seem approachable? Do you find them incredibly hot?
3. Find out if your first impression was correct! Maybe that strange loner actually has a heart of gold? You'll never know unless you talk to them!
Oh.......... [ The Swede doesn't know what to feel! He wants to cry but... but he is also happy Marik liked his singing. Too much confusion. He smiles nervously. ]
It is okej... [ Singing opera doesn't make him any smarter... but... but it is probably a big surprise. He doesn't know what to do with an apology! Swede is never angry. He only wants to be friends with everyone. ]
I am the Swede... I don't have a name? [ Hopefully that is okej as well! Someone forgetting their own name is a lot. ]
Oh- oh ja, it is? It is a name? [ He smiles toothily. ]
My other things I like? Sleeping in my barrel... hiding in my barrel. [ Other hobbies are twirling his hair and... and... standing around doing nothing. His brain is only used for singing! ]
[The Swede is... a very simple man. Marik sort of envies that. He always needs to be working on something, keeping his mind active, scheming and challenging himself.]
... You said you're part of a ship crew, right? That means you travel around and see all sorts of things. Was any of that exciting?
No... because I always stay on the ship? Because... I will be swabbing and taking a nap in my barrel. [ The crew goes on all sorts of adventures but some of them stay on the ship, the Swede is one of them. He's not forced to, he's just scared of a lot of things. The ship is safe! This is maybe one of the few times he's not on it. ]
I... I wish I have wings... [ The Swede's wings are invisible but- but maybe she can still see them a little. He radiates a staggering amount of purity, kind of like a clumsy Swedish man had the soul of a newborn baby deer. ]
O... oh... I never flied... flying before, miss. [ He shyly twirls his hair. Is it really possible? How will he stop himself from landing on his head? ]
Don't fear. [ And she calls for the winds to lift him up, the breeze carrying him and rushing him through the air, a slow waving movement from one side to the other. ] I'll catch you. It won't be a hard fall.
[ He should be TERRIFIED but it just feels normal to him. Swede is now flying. ] Oh... I am a real angel! [ He tries to flap his arms. Ja, this is good. Completely okej. ]
No... I thought... AAAH, WHY THIS MAN IS SO TALL? But... also... I wanted to be your friend. [ He was confused by the height at first but Wee John is just as tall, just a lot bigger all around. So he is used to the height! ]
Makes sense. I think that's most peoples knee jerk response.
[Yeah, it's kinda hard to miss! Its funny how it usually goes both ways like with Wee John, but not for this loser. Gabriel lives with everything being somehow too large or small all at the same time. Big and tall does not work for him. There's no happy middle ground.]
Well I'm glad you thought we could be friends, as we are.
It is just sad... that we can't share clothes. [ The Swede is a little more muscular but he's still pretty skinny so it would fit! But... but not length-wise... ]
Ja... I want to be friends. You are like my crewmates. [ He feels comfortable around him. Gabriel isn't one of those scary, rich people... though Swede honestly likes them as well because they could maybe give him some treats. The only people he really doesn't like is those English people that like to hang you. B... because hanging looks like it hurts. ]
Well you still fit. At least in tops and sweatpants. Though sweatpants are a truly universal size. Normally. [But he is probably walking on that backs of those pants he gave him. Something tells Gabe it would only be a matter of time before they're ruined anyway.]
Well I'm glad I remind you of your crewmates, I suppose. Though I still can't tell if that's bad or god.[You have to admit Swede there is a lot of back and forth! Thankfully as bad as this day and age is he's probably unlikely to get hanged. At least, Gabe certainly hopes so!]
[ Oh... it's... bad and good. It means Swede feels comfortable around him but probably that Gabe is a little weird! After all, this isn't the most normal pirate crew and pirates in general are pretty strange. But coming from Swede, it is meant as a compliment. ]
Ja... the pants are a little big but I loff big pants. [ His original ones were also three sizes too big. ] Do you want my old pants?
The Swede | Our Flag Means Death | OTA
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I thought you were an absolute fool.
...But you showed that you've got potential. I'm glad I stuck around to see that.
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I am happy... you loff my singing...
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It was lovely. Thank you for singing for me.
I... apologize for judging you so quickly.
[Huh. He never did introduce himself.]
My name's Marik.
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I am the Swede... I don't have a name? [ Hopefully that is okej as well! Someone forgetting their own name is a lot. ]
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The tomb keeper blinks. Someone not being named isn't a super strange concept to him but he's surprised the man never gave himself a proper name.]
Technically a nickname is a name.
[A pause.]
So, Swede, besides singing, what other things do you like?
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My other things I like? Sleeping in my barrel... hiding in my barrel. [ Other hobbies are twirling his hair and... and... standing around doing nothing. His brain is only used for singing! ]
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[The Swede is... a very simple man. Marik sort of envies that. He always needs to be working on something, keeping his mind active, scheming and challenging himself.]
... You said you're part of a ship crew, right? That means you travel around and see all sorts of things. Was any of that exciting?
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Probably the most true person I have seen in a long time.
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And that’s what you thought when you first met me?
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[Yeah, it's kinda hard to miss! Its funny how it usually goes both ways like with Wee John, but not for this loser. Gabriel lives with everything being somehow too large or small all at the same time. Big and tall does not work for him. There's no happy middle ground.]
Well I'm glad you thought we could be friends, as we are.
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Ja... I want to be friends. You are like my crewmates. [ He feels comfortable around him. Gabriel isn't one of those scary, rich people... though Swede honestly likes them as well because they could maybe give him some treats. The only people he really doesn't like is those English people that like to hang you. B... because hanging looks like it hurts. ]
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Well I'm glad I remind you of your crewmates, I suppose. Though I still can't tell if that's bad or god.[You have to admit Swede there is a lot of back and forth! Thankfully as bad as this day and age is he's probably unlikely to get hanged. At least, Gabe certainly hopes so!]
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Ja... the pants are a little big but I loff big pants. [ His original ones were also three sizes too big. ] Do you want my old pants?
[ They're burlap... ]
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