Peredhil Posted January 22, 2005 Report Posted January 22, 2005 Peredhil bustles about in the Birthday Room, scattering bird seed for the thousands of singing birds as the said birds tune their throats and chords. After checking the anti-bird-poop spells carefully, he straightens his grey raw-silk Armani jacket and steps onto the floor. The room falls silent. Raising his hands, he motions a silent one-two-three count and on the fourth beat thousands of birds' throats swell and throb, in multi-part harmony, the Happy Birthday music. From the highest piping (with a frown he adjusts them a little less shrill) to the lowest swans trumpeting, they swing through the song three times. Perfect...
Lady Celes Crusader Posted January 22, 2005 Report Posted January 22, 2005 Celes had her waitresses dressing up a table with Wren's favorite breakfast on it. Happy Birthday WrenWind.
Venefyxatu Posted January 23, 2005 Report Posted January 23, 2005 Venefyxatu is so awed by the birds' performance that he almost forgets to wish WrenWind a happy birthday. He realizes it just in time, though ... Happy birthday!
Regel Posted January 23, 2005 Report Posted January 23, 2005 Happy birthday WrenWindSong, May your friends and family shower you with their love an affection.
WrenWind Posted January 24, 2005 Report Posted January 24, 2005 Overwhelmed by the song it takes Wren a day to recover and say "Thank you so much. That was beautiful." Then she runs around the room and hugs everone saving the last for Peredhil and he gets a kiss on the cheek too.
Ayshela Posted January 24, 2005 Report Posted January 24, 2005 *tacklehugs* happy happy happy birthday!!!
Wyvern Posted January 25, 2005 Report Posted January 25, 2005 Wyvern sits perched on a wobbly branch of an oak tree located outside of one of the Cabaret Room windows, dressed in a canary outfit loosely based around Gryphon's form and hesitantly examining a music sheet. Tossing a bag of Almost Dragonic Brand Bird-Pooper Scoopers aside and cursing at their strange lack of sales, he clears his reptilian throat and opens his scaly mouth to sing. The overgrown lizard-canary's throat throbs and swells,... then throbs, then swells, then continues to swell until he realizes he has a piece of bird feed stuck in his throat. Clutching his throat and gagging, the reptilian Elder just has time to marvel at Celes Crusador's elaborate breakfast platter before the branch breaks and he crashes down to the uncomfortable, Almost Dragonic Brand Bird-Pooper Scooper-filled garbage can below. Cringing as the bird feed becomes dislodged from his throat, Wyvern holds up a sign that reads "Happy Belated Birthday, Wrenwind" before collapsing into an unconscious heap of scales... ;-)
Zariah Posted January 25, 2005 Report Posted January 25, 2005 (edited) Happy Birthday! Edited January 25, 2005 by Zariah
Yui-chan Posted January 25, 2005 Report Posted January 25, 2005 I'm a little late, but I hope you've had a happy birthday. Best wishes, ~Yui
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