The Yearbook Superlatives Meme

[lifetothefullest]

You know how in yearbooks people get nominations like 'most likely to succeed' or 'most athletic' or whatever? Well, Hadriel doesn't have a yearbook, but that doesn't mean nominating people isn't still fun.

✔ Post with your character!
✔ Other characters respond ICly with the titles/awards that they think are most fitting, from 'best hair' to 'annoying but cute' to 'angriest posts on the network for no good reason'. The more ridiculous the better, honestly.
✔ Characters can of course argue (or agree!) with their new designations.
✔ Respond to other people! Spread the judgement love~
✔ Have fun!

Comments

[glacius]

Sorry, what was that?

[tongueamok]

[A little louder this time, trailing off.]

I don't want Kate to shove another pamphlet under our door.

[glacius]

Oh, don't let it bother you too much, my love. Kate was just poking a bit of fun. Or... who knows. Maybe she's jealous of all the, ehm... "action" you are getting. You know how people in this cave can be.

[tongueamok]

[GLACIUS TALKING ABOUT ALL THE ACTION HE'S GETTING IS NOT HELPING]

[glacius]

[HE CAN TELL. Time to concede defeat.] ... Alright. Just... give me some indication that it makes you happy, and we can drop it and talk about some of those other titles.

[tongueamok]

[Still burning furiously.]

Which part? The teasing, or the title, or- or what it is we do?

[Behind closed doors. Those things.]

[glacius]

You know which part. I--I am sorry about the teasing, by the way. I... suppose that I did not think you would take it quite so hard if it was done in a fond and complimentary manner, but. Perhaps I should have known.

[tongueamok]

It- it's not the teasing as much as the- as the subject matter. You should know how it is I feel, shouldn't you?

[glacius]

Well, yes, and I do... but... [Glacius sighs a little, wondering if Carlisle is beginning to think him needy. Now it's his turn to mumble, uncharacteristic of such a normally well-spoken being.] Sometimes I just like to hear it.

[tongueamok]

[Carlisle tilts his head, rubbing at the back of his neck. They will work on this, one day.]

It- it does make me happy, Glacius. You make me happy, happier than I thought myself capable.

[glacius]

[If the alien is being perceived as needy in some regards, at least the flip side is that he's easily pleased; he relaxes somewhat, smiling with quiet relief and fondness as Carlisle reassurances him.] Thank you. It... is nice to hear that. You make me happy too, so I suppose I just want to be sure that... I am properly returning all that you do for me.

[tongueamok]

Should that ever change, I will let you know.

[Though he doubts it ever will.]