Quite well, actually, if formal dances are what's happening here. Except it's decidedly not what's happening here, there's a bop coming up and it's bad.
Maybe it looks cute from the outside, how he's noodling his way across the dancefloor, fists coming up in jogging-like movements, hips bouncing like it's 3 a.m. at a wedding and you think nobody is watching. It's out of beat, it's stiff, it's nightmare-inducing, remembering your worst what-was-I-thinking cringe moment. Or at least that's what it feels like and while he jigs along helplessly, his face is a stony masonry.
He's a little annoyed because he is pretty sure that the Web is at work here and if working for the Web doesn't exempt you from these things, what is even the point? Plus, he thinks he's been a good boy lately. Maybe he struggles to keep a moral high ground still and avoid scaring people too much but it's... not going as well as it used to, honestly. So he really doesn't think he deserves it?
Finally the song ends and he tries to escape the dancefloor, except another unlucky person gets in his way.]
No, no, no, out of my way, gotta go-- actually, you know what, you should go, too.
[He just keeps pushing at them, trying to steer them back before the mass of people can trap them in the next number that is about to start.]
Go, go, go...
ii. wired
[He doesn't like it in here.
Carter is more used to hanging back, to play support, to take care of people after they went up against the big bads. He's not a fighter, he's not a hero, and he won't pretend to be. But somehow he wound up in here with all the go-getters and he's clearly nervous, muttering to himself as they walk the labyrinth, things like shouldn't be this big and never getting out of here.
It's only when they come across the first trapped bodies that his demeanour changes. All of his apprehension suddenly seems to be forgotten, there's a sharp focus and he moves forward immediately to examine them.]
I think I got a pulse. They're still alive! We gotta get them out!
iii. wildcard
[ooc: hit me up! Carter's been pretty withdrawn lately because of Bad Artifact Times. He's also started feeding the Web more and more and fighting with relapses all of which could be good starting points? I'm game for him trying to scare/manipulate other characters. c:]
John Carter | ER | ota
[Carter knows how to dance.
Quite well, actually, if formal dances are what's happening here. Except it's decidedly not what's happening here, there's a bop coming up and it's bad.
Maybe it looks cute from the outside, how he's noodling his way across the dancefloor, fists coming up in jogging-like movements, hips bouncing like it's 3 a.m. at a wedding and you think nobody is watching. It's out of beat, it's stiff, it's nightmare-inducing, remembering your worst what-was-I-thinking cringe moment. Or at least that's what it feels like and while he jigs along helplessly, his face is a stony masonry.
He's a little annoyed because he is pretty sure that the Web is at work here and if working for the Web doesn't exempt you from these things, what is even the point? Plus, he thinks he's been a good boy lately. Maybe he struggles to keep a moral high ground still and avoid scaring people too much but it's... not going as well as it used to, honestly. So he really doesn't think he deserves it?
Finally the song ends and he tries to escape the dancefloor, except another unlucky person gets in his way.]
No, no, no, out of my way, gotta go-- actually, you know what, you should go, too.
[He just keeps pushing at them, trying to steer them back before the mass of people can trap them in the next number that is about to start.]
Go, go, go...
ii. wired
[He doesn't like it in here.
Carter is more used to hanging back, to play support, to take care of people after they went up against the big bads. He's not a fighter, he's not a hero, and he won't pretend to be. But somehow he wound up in here with all the go-getters and he's clearly nervous, muttering to himself as they walk the labyrinth, things like shouldn't be this big and never getting out of here.
It's only when they come across the first trapped bodies that his demeanour changes. All of his apprehension suddenly seems to be forgotten, there's a sharp focus and he moves forward immediately to examine them.]
I think I got a pulse. They're still alive! We gotta get them out!
iii. wildcard
[ooc: hit me up! Carter's been pretty withdrawn lately because of Bad Artifact Times. He's also started feeding the Web more and more and fighting with relapses all of which could be good starting points? I'm game for him trying to scare/manipulate other characters. c:]