2: Definitely hallucinating (as a lycan: a human with features oddly reminiscent of a squirrel) [He'd drunken the potion and got his ass brought to the town. And considering all that he was seeing, he was pretty sure the drink had to be acid or something and one of his friends was playing a very crappy joke at his expense. At least he was still inside Alexandria. Probably. Probably passed out on the floor of the living room...
Whatever. That person? thing? over there looked interesting. Whatever it was.
Daryl decided to poke it just to see if it moved.
Congratulations, you just got poked.]
4: Like a Lamb to the... Wait, you want me to what? [This wasn't funny anymore. Not only was he a fucking lamb, not only did he have a fucking pink ribbon bow tie, but the big bunny rabbit running the show wanted him to go polish the eggs. And no matter his protest, a gaggle of other rabbits had somehow managed to shove him off with their noses to join up with the other lambs.
Well, screw that.
Left to his own devices, Daryl stood up and started exploring. Grumbling a few choice obscenities under his breath. He was, perhaps, currently the most angry looking adorable little wooly baby on Easter Island.]
Daryl Dixon | The Walking Dead
[He'd drunken the potion and got his ass brought to the town. And considering all that he was seeing, he was pretty sure the drink had to be acid or something and one of his friends was playing a very crappy joke at his expense. At least he was still inside Alexandria. Probably. Probably passed out on the floor of the living room...
Whatever. That person? thing? over there looked interesting. Whatever it was.
Daryl decided to poke it just to see if it moved.
Congratulations, you just got poked.]
4: Like a Lamb to the... Wait, you want me to what?
[This wasn't funny anymore. Not only was he a fucking lamb, not only did he have a fucking pink ribbon bow tie, but the big bunny rabbit running the show wanted him to go polish the eggs. And no matter his protest, a gaggle of other rabbits had somehow managed to shove him off with their noses to join up with the other lambs.
Well, screw that.
Left to his own devices, Daryl stood up and started exploring. Grumbling a few choice obscenities under his breath. He was, perhaps, currently the most angry looking adorable little wooly baby on Easter Island.]