Originally Posted by
TheAmishPirate
The Scrapscallion entered the meeting brimming with confidence. Let the scientists bicker all they wanted; he had just wooed a Princess, and nothing could soil his good mood. Bring out the longest slideshows! Stuff him in the tiniest meeting rooms! He was ready! He was on fire!
He didn't last five minutes.
Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. If he reclined any more in his seat, he was going over. In fact, he was strongly considering it. Maybe a good concussion could take the edge of the boredom. Anything, anything was better than listening to these ponies drone on. Well, aside from house arrest. He shot a dirty look to the Princess, but her own frustration gave him a fantastic idea.
Real smooth-like, he flicked his tail against her leg. And when she turned, she'd see the face of the pony who could totally end this meeting right here, right now. If only she'd just call on him...
[Rolling to Manipulate/Seduce the Princess. Again. This time, Scrapscallion wants her to give him the floor, and let him end the meeting. (2d6+0)[6] Mark XP if you do, erase a highlight if you don't.]