[OOC: Character Application for Pegasus J Crawford

[i2ceo.livejournal.com]

Mickey coughs theatrically. "'What is your name?'"

"Pegasus J. Crawford," the tall silver-haired man pauses, and preens a little, as if, really, people ought to start admiring him now. He smiles at the mouse, "next question?"


"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.

Startled, Pegasus looks away from Mickey, glancing around aimlessly, until he finds the Cat up on the roof. He recovers his poise quickly. "Do I have to have one dear boy?" Stifling a yawn elegantly, "I did all that once, so tiresome."

"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'"

If he thought he could catch Pegasus so easily, Mickey was sadly mistaken, "that’s easy," he says in a cheerful tone, "a white wine spritzer, Kaiba Seto, and an idea for a new Toon Monster." He smiles smugly before adding "not necessarily in that order."

His gaze moves past Mickey and the Cat, fixing on the gate in the background; really, this place is perfectly delicious, a whole Toon World, right at his very fingertips. Now if only these two would stop talking, he could go in and explore. "Are there many more questions?" Pegasus murmurs, "I’d like..." He is interrupted as the Cat speaks.

"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to
give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"

"How about What will you give me in exchange for that," Pegasus is getting bored now, and he speaks quickly, not trying as hard to amuse, "we might work out something mutually satisfactory, a quid pro quo of some kind..."

Mickey looks rather nonplused at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"

"Oh I’ll take over of course," Pegasus strains to see past Mickey’s shoulder, not that he’s seen any actual cartoon characters yet, but they have to be in there, don’t they? "I’ll subvert the revolution, and make them build me a castle and uniformed slaves can wait on me." He smiles as politely as he can, "is there anything more?"

The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"

"Dark," Pegasus’ tone is quite offhand by now, and he’s staring quite openly over Mickey Mouse’s shoulder, "it goes nicely with red wine." With a pained sigh, he waves his hand, trying to hurry the interrogation along.

"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"

"Bears," Pegasus says, "definitely bears," he isn’t even trying any more, just staring toward the gate, trying to see inside, "oh and pirates, and preferably together." His tone very positive, "I don’t know how many times," he says, "I’ve found myself longing to see a nice group of pirates together with some... What were those other things I said? Fairies, wasn’t it? Yes, they do go so nicely those two."

"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"

"Then I’m done?" Pegasus clasps his hands, "I can finally go in? How positively delightful, you don’t know how fun this is going to be for me," he turns to Mickey, putting out his hand with great enthusiasm, "thank you, dear boy, you have totally made my day." He’s already headed toward the gate when he looks back for a moment, adding "oh and by the way, no to your last question. I never carry my own weapons."

[Pegasus is from the Yuugiou/Yugioh! anime series, specifically from Yuguoh! The Movie, after he’s lost the Sen-nen Eye.]

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[actyoursoxoff.livejournal.com]

Hm? What's this? Another human, is it? Envy realizes he's been rather antisocial lately, and he realizes that's rather unlike him (though, to be fair, he's been angry that That Bastard hasn't been here, and has been trying to destroy random places in the park, only to have them come back).

"My, my, my," Envy sings. "We're in a rush, aren't we?" He makes a point to stand in Pegasus' way. Not directly in his way. He chooses to go for the 'Slightly to the side' in the way that seems to annoy people so much more.

[i2ceo.livejournal.com]

Still looking back toward Mickey, Pegasus just barely manages to catch himself before he walks right into the slight dark-haired boy. "Pardon me," the apology is reflexive, and it catches in his throat as he looks up and sees his smirk.

"If you'll excuse me," he takes a step aside, "there are places I'd like to go." By his tone, the last thing he wants is to waste his time on some snarky teenager.

[actyoursoxoff.livejournal.com]

((... Icon ♥. XDDD .... Of course, that might just be my inner Pegasus fangirl ...er, fangirling.))

"Awww," Envy pouts, mirroring his moves. "But you only just got here."

[grimsirius.livejournal.com]

Sirius crosses his arms, leans against the wall, and watches the newcomer. He doesn't know anything about Pegasus, but he's taken an instant dislike to him. Something about that comment about the castle and uniformed slaves. Fucking arrogant bastard.

"You can't go in," says Sirius, in a mock cheerful voice. "Not till the mouse lets you."

Sirius has dealt with people like this all his life. It brings a smile to his face, how much he's sure this man hates being at the mercy of a cartoon mouse.

((Nothing personal, you understand! Your app killed me ded, especially the response to the 'two coolest' question XD))

[i2ceo.livejournal.com]

"The mouse?" Pegasus gives an immensely irritated sigh, "didn't he just let me in? I answered all his questions for god's sake."

He studies this new obstacle blocking his path, wondering what it is that's making all the human inhabitants here so uniformly uncooperative. Can't they be nice, and fun like Mickey and the Cat?

"Who are you to speak for the mouse anyhow," he says, you don't look like you hold any official position here." ...Or anywhere else, he could have added, but didn't, being far less than impressed by the man's unkempt appearance.

[Aww, thankies, I'm sure. Please, feel free, do you know how delicious it is to get interaction right away like this?]

[grimsirius.livejournal.com]

"I don't speak for the mouse," says Sirius, dropping the cheerfulness. "Nobody does. But just a word of advice-- if you march in here already acting like you own the place, you aren't going to make any friends." He smirks. "And that'd be just so sad, wouldn't it, Pegasus?" There's an unmistakable note of mocking in the way he says the name.

This from a man named Sirius.

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

((Someone said fairy pirate? Er... XP))

"What makes you think you'd take over," asks Crowley, face carefully expressionless behind his dark sunglasses. He brushes an invisible piece of dust from the shoulder of his black Armani suit.

[i2ceo.livejournal.com]

[Incidentally, I positively adore your list of Crowley's canon powers on the info page; y'know I read the book twice, but I didn't remember all of those.]

"That I'd what?" This obstacle is at least good-looking, which entitles him, in Pegasus' opinion, to a better answer than I said the first thing I thought of. In a tone much smugger than he thinks it is, "well," he says, "I did start an international craze with the game I created, plus I was CEO of a multinational corporation before my 25th birthday. I think that will give you a little idea why I think it."

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

((Thanks! Some of them are things that Aziraphale does, but I can't imagine that Crowley can't do them if Aziraphale can...))

"Join the club," Crowley smiles. In truth he can't stand the man, but he's supposed to be a flash yuppie bastard, which means he's supposed to like other flash yuppie bastards. "What game did you create, and if you don't mind my asking, when?"

[sensiblesusan.livejournal.com]

"At least you've got the right kind of taste in chocolate," Susan observes dryly. If her expression is anything to go by, it's the only thing about that newcomer that's made a positive impression.

Although if pressed, she would have to admit that the comment about bears, pirates, and fairies was funny.

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Considering how many people have already gotten in his way while he tried to get to the front gate, and considering that each and every one so far has been critical, Pegasus isn't surprised in the least at the tone of the next obstacle's voice. He's a little more surprised that she's female. And attractive, albeit in a schoolteacherish sort of way.

"I've got the right kind of taste in a lot of things," he tells her with a charming smile, "sometime perhaps I can tell you about them."

[sensiblesusan.livejournal.com]

Given her experiences with certain citizens of Ankh-Morpork (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ankh-Morpork_Assassins%27_Guild) in whom charm and taste were not necessarily signs of exemplary character, Susan can perhaps be forgiven for not warming up to the new arrival all that quickly.

"Is that so. Very nice, I'm sure. So where did you come from, and how did you get here?"

[late-born-myth.livejournal.com]

"It's nice to see someone being glad to arrive," says Psyche. And genuinely means it. It's like a breath of nitrous oxide after too much fresh air. She hopes the man won't be eating his words soon, but even so, a change is as good as a holiday. She beams at him, not at all put off by arrogance.

"What exactly are Toon Monsters? Oh, and I'm Psyche; it's a pleasure to meet you."

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Next up is a dazzling young woman who, by some miracle, actually seems pleased to see him; by this point, Pegasus is so relieved to find anyone who is pleased that he's tempted to throw his arms around her neck and hug her.

"The pleasure is entirely mine Psyche," he tells her, and his voice is very sincere, "my name is Pegasus Crawford. And Toon Monsters: They're part of a game I created a while back, perhaps you've heard of Duel Monsters?"

Not that he much cares if she has; this Psyche is pleasant, she's congenial, and perhaps, if he manages this right, she'll show him around this place.

[late-born-myth.livejournal.com]

Well, Psyche's friendly to just about everyone with a soul. He does have a soul at the moment, doesn't he? And it's hard to be much more self-involved than the average member of her husband's family. As long as he's not trying to split up her marriage and/or pulling her hair out, Psyche finds it rather endearing.

"I have, actually," she says. "I think a friend of mine elsewhere was involved with it somehow, though he never really went into detail about how it worked. But you create games? That must be wonderfully absorbing work."

[goes-lightly.livejournal.com]

"Hello, darling," says Holly politely. She isn't quite sure what to make of this one yet. On one hand, he does sound sophisticated -- and rich! -- but on the other he also seems a bit...

Well. You know.

She smiles. If there's one thing Holly's good at, it's smiling.

[i2ceo.livejournal.com]

When you're smiled at by an elegant beauty, particularly one practically reeking of New York sophistication, the only polite thing to do is to smile back, and this, of course, is what Pegasus does. And he hopes this new acquaintance with her generous use of the word darling won't notice the state of his pants.

He makes it a good smile. Murmuring "hello yourself," he puts out his hand, "my name's Pegasus Crawford, perhaps you'll be kind enough to tell me yours?"

"Or would you like me to call you darling as well?"

[goes-lightly.livejournal.com]

Holly takes his hand and shakes it gently, almost daintily. At the moment, Holly's a bit focused on his face -- that's where you look when meeting new people, after all -- and doesn't think of noticing much else.

"Lovely to meet you, Mr. Pegasus. My name is Holly. Holly Golightly."

She's a bit relieved he doesn't seem to think she's some Audrey Hepburn person, the way Mr. Fell had.

[teacup-doll.livejournal.com]

[[ Sorry, Hon. I lost my Mokuba-muse for the moment, so you get Doll instead. Megs suggested it. Now for the "prideful" version: 8D Mokie and Pegsy can run into each other later -- we'll decide someplace perfect -- for now I think Pegasus should meet new people. Oh gods, he's got to meet Setsu.... ]]

Smiling, Doll doesn't seem to understand what everyone finds so...repelling about the newest arrival. Well, okay, there's definitely something off, but she just doesn't get it. That doesn't mean he's endeared himself to her, though.

She does find some of his responses interesting, but other than that, she's not sure what else to make of him.

"Hello=. Would you mind explaining why you would like to see pirates and fairies together so much? I fail to see what would be special about that." Of course, when Pegasus said fairies, Doll's mind gave her an image of Tinkerbell...like on Uriel's towels.

[i2ceo.livejournal.com]

[I think Pegs has to meet everyone, doesn't he? I don't totally understand. Does that mean you can't have any inactive players? But if you play more than one part you only have to meet them as one, right?]

A small, pretty girl with dark hair is coming at him now, and while Pegasus is growing rather tired of meeting new people, he's always willing to make an exception for someone attractive. He returns her smile.

"Did I say that?" Pegasus has to think back for a moment, "about the fairies and the pirates?" Unbidden, an image comes into his mind of Tinkerbell, in a compromising position with Captain Hook; he pushes it away. "I suppose because I like fairies," he tells her, "the pictures are always so pretty, and pirates..." his voice trails off.

"I don't know," he says quite honestly, "perhaps I've seen Dead Man's Chest one too many times."

[teacup-doll.livejournal.com]

[[As far as I know, no, not at all. Typically people just use one of their characters to meet a newcomer, and not everyone gets around to it. I just suddenly want Pegasus and Setsuna to run into each other because Setsuna is so damn hot-headed. >D I think we'd have fun. 8D]]

"Yes, you did," Doll answers promptly. She understands fairies are pretty! Definitely. "Have you seen many fairy pictures, then? I've not, only Tinkerbell!"

She's grown a bit fond of the cutesy Disney style of drawing while staying there.

And she just has to ask.... "What's Dead Man's Chest?"

[whistlingwizard.livejournal.com]

"I prefer sake," Fay says, his tone friendly and his stance so, so gay. "Nice to meet you, Pegasus-san!"

He leans in closer, his expression slightly devious. "I prefer ninjas to pirates," he says conspiratorially. "Ninjas are so~ fun to tease."

[i2ceo.livejournal.com]

Pegasus doesn't have to look up at people very often, and, when he does, most of them aren't attractive blonds with very blue eyes. They're even less likely to be soulmates, but his newest acquaintance is tending in that direction; at any rate, anyone who likes teasing people (or especially, teasing ninjas) is bound to be at least congenial.

He smiles, putting out his right hand, and says "I've never met anyone who teased ninjas before, don't they throw sharp things at you?"

[mickey-mous.livejournal.com]

Mickey walks up with a big smile. "Are you ready to find out which of our excitin' lands you're gonna live in, Pegasus?" he squeaks in a golly-gosh-gee way.

[i2ceo.livejournal.com]

He's not as ready as he was, he's much too aware at the moment of the sorts of people he's going to be sharing his stay with, and of the fact that it might well be a life-sentence; but if there's anyone who can resist a pleasant, friendly black Mouse, that person isn't Pegasus. He smiles back. "Perfectly ready, Mickey," he says.