SHEPARD.

He gives her an uncertain look out of the corner of his eye. He's never really bought the whole gimmick of this place - like they're performers in some overpriced stage show. At least the first aid stations aren't as all-in about it. "Not like we're in front of the guests."

"Oh, god, no." The reaction is knee-jerk instinctual and he over-corrects shortly thereafter. "Sorry. Just- no thanks. It's just Nick. You don't have to do any of that... princess stuff."

Unless she does? This tight-ass company WOULD have a rule about never being allowed to break character.

— ROOK THORNE.
dragon age: the veilguard.
18+, selective. by august

"Shepard. I'm filling in for Darcy. She's out for a couple weeks."

He instead keeps his hands tucked into his pockets. Or is this one Anna?

"Sorry. My daughter didn't really like your movie. More of a Snow White kid." A pause. Is that rude? Saying his kid doesn't like your movie? "Not... cause of /you/, she just liked Dopey more than - yeah. Uh, anyway."

and hit the Showcase, once the door beside him swings open and the princess (she's a princess, right?) steps out. He'd offer a hand, but it somehow feels weird to do that to even fake royalty - and she's probably already trying to get into character, or something.

Actors.

"'Elsa', right?"

He sits hunched over on one of those tiny little benches in the hallway just outside of costuming, leg bouncing, drumming a thumb against the wood. It's creepy back here - patchwork carpet and skeletal remains of old rides. This is /backstage/ backstage. He's almost (and only almost) glad to get out

And to learn they've got to drive around in a shitty little van just to get to their greeting spot for the day? He never thought he'd miss the utilidoors. He solemnly vows to never train into another role so long as he lives - no, he doesn't Care if nobody else is available to take the shifts.

— @borealisreina.bsky.social

God, does Nick hate navigating Epcot.

It's a damn good thing he got here over two hours early. Catch a bus to costuming. Try on no less than four sizes of the blues - and Christ, does he look stupid in the blues. Shove your street clothes into a locker.

firmly deciding not to ask why four guests have come up today needing treatment for bite wounds from the Tiki Room

sorry no i'm just fucking with you. continue

Just Nick. Uhhh... Your... Majesty.

ALRIGHT. ONE WORD. FIRST LETTER..... M. SECOND LETTER... I.

the in-laws are here pack it up

OKAY, OKAY. SORRY. HOW MANY WORDS, THEN

i have reason to believe the muppet was cussing me out

personal muppet ranking
1) the count (chill but sometimes visits my house at 6 am with an organ and thunderstorm accompaniment)
2) orange tube guy (neutral i don't know what the fuck he's saying)
3) big bird (got real up in my business about my divorce that one time)

( horrified ) YOUR DICK?

okay! okay, great. that's good. i can work with charades. okay, little man, hit me.

how do you feel about charades. just curious

I'M SORRY. OKAY. I'M SORRY. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON'T START SCREAMING I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE TRYING TO TELL ME

jesus christ. this again

the apartment didn't come with one of those

need to befriend somebody who works on living with the land so they can let me loop on that thing twenty times without unloading. that right there is a prime napping space

yeah. sure. margarita. ask yourself what jimmy buffett would do in this situation

quit using the m word

yes that’s why i said it? keep up

springing the question too early is the number one way to set yourself up for divorce man

GETTING BITCHES DOESN'T QUALIFY AS A POLYCULE