Music of the Night (Tori/Oco rp. Do not post.)

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"This loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven... "







{{OOC; N/A }}

Francis glared at Arthur. Why wasn't he paying attention to him...? That annoyed him almost more than the fact that Arthur was being a jerk. He edged closer to his lover, frowning deeply.

"Anywhere you go, let me go too."

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France

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Matthew Williams

{{Out Of Canadian Bacon; n//a}}

Mathew ran his hand through the wolf's thick fur, his fingers catching tangles. He tugged lightly, pulling out loose clumps of shaggy, dirty blonde hair. "See? That's not so bad."


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
"xxxxxx

[Wolfborg007]

XxXxXx Arthur Kirkland/ England xXxXxX

Once he finished the circle, he looked over at the Frenchman.
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?" he asked, giving a exasperated sigh.

x x x

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=*=*=*= Alfred F. Jones/ America =*=*=*=

Alfred only gave a huff, his eyes focused in front of him.

xxc

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"This loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven... "







{{OOC; N/A }}

Francis glared away from Arthur, nose in the air. "I'm waiting for you to give me an apology." he said primly, childishly crossing his arms.

"Anywhere you go, let me go too."

xxxxxx

France

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Matthew Williams

{{Out Of Canadian Bacon; n//a}}

Mathew sat, crosslegged, on his brother's grave, resting in the freshly turned earth. There was no headstone for Alfred, only a crudely made cross fashioned from twigs stuck into the ground above the American's head. His brother... He lowered his head, wiping the tears from his eyes. Non... Alfred wouldn't want him to cry... Not anymore. But he couldn't help it. Just the thought of his brother's smile, his clueless laugh, his sunny personality... It was all he needed to bring on another round of tears. He stared numbly at the pair of glasses in his hand. Texas... The thought almost made him smile; Alfred used to poke fun at it, saying that whenever his glasses got wet it rained in Texas. The Canadian pulled his knees up to his chest, staring at the cross. "Alfie..." he whispered.


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
"xxxxxx

[Wolfborg007]

XxXxXx Arthur Kirkland/ England xXxXxX

Arthur glared at him.
"Why do I have to apologize?!" he demanded.

x x x

***

=*=*=*= Alfred F. Jones/ America =*=*=*=

Alfred gave another whine, but looked up at his brother with another woof.

xxc

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"This loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven... "







{{OOC; N/A }}

Francis glared in return, bristling. "For being such an 'arrogant, idiotic git', as you always say." he dryly replied, beginning to tap his foot. "I'm waiting..."

"Anywhere you go, let me go too."

xxxxxx

France

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Matthew Williams

{{Out Of Canadian Bacon; n//a}}

Mathew scratched his ears as a reward. "Good boy... Just a bit more." He kept running his hands through Alfred's fur, pulling out loose, tangled clumps as he went.


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
"xxxxxx

[Wolfborg007]

XxXxXx Arthur Kirkland/ England xXxXxX

Arthur gave him a sneer.
"Absolutely not!" he snapped angrily,"I deserve an apology as much as you do!"
He wasn't about to apologize for something he didn't do!

x x x

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=*=*=*= Alfred F. Jones/ America =*=*=*=

Alfred made a grunt, lying down on the ground lazily.
He was hungry.

xxc

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"This loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven... "







{{OOC; N/A }}

Francis glared at his rival and lover. "Why? You're the one always being so bitter at me!!" he shot. "Would it kill you to be loveing for once!?"

[/colr]

"Anywhere you go, let me go too."

xxxxxx

France

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Matthew Williams

{{Out Of Canadian Bacon; n//a}}

Mathew heard Alfred's stomach growling... Oh no. He didn't want him to try to eat anyone!! He searched his pockets for more treats, finding nothing... "Sorry Alfie... Just wait until you're human again, okay?" he said, frowning at the wolf.


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
"xxxxxx

[Wolfborg007]

XxXxXx Arthur Kirkland/ England xXxXxX

Arthur rolled his eyes.
"What? Become more like you?! I'd rather die!" he shouted.

x x x

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=*=*=*= Alfred F. Jones/ America =*=*=*=

Alfred gave an irritated whine, though he didn't get up. God, he missed cheeseburgers.

xxc

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"This loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven... "







{{OOC; N/A }}

Francis frowned, hurt. "I don't mean becoming like me. I just.. Its just that sometimes its feels like you don't actually love me." he mumbled, looking away.

"Anywhere you go, let me go too."

xxxxxx

France

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Matthew Williams

{{Out Of Canadian Bacon; n//a}}

Mathew sighed, scratching Alfed behind the ears. "Sorry, sorry... Look, after this is over, I'll buy you all the cheeseburgers you can eat. Deal?"


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
"xxxxxx

[Wolfborg007]

XxXxXx Arthur Kirkland/ England xXxXxX

Arthur frowned.
"Well, um... why do you need me to say that?" he asked, "We're rivals, Frog... why can't you just accept that?"

x x x

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=*=*=*= Alfred F. Jones/ America =*=*=*=

Alfred perked up, giving a bark.
His tail wagged happily as he was filled with a new found energy.

xxc

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"This loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven... "







{{OOC; N/A }}

Francis blinked at his responce. We're rivals... He could almost laugh at that. So all of that before? Was all of that just a lie? The Frenchman shook his head, a sad smile on his lips. So he was just a rival to Arthur, then. He thought by the end of this crazy night, things would be different, and they... They could be together. It seems he supposed wrong. "Ah. I understand now..." he murmured, shooting that sad smile at Arthur.

"Anywhere you go, let me go too."

xxxxxx

France

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Matthew Williams

{{Out Of Canadian Bacon; n//a}}

Mathew rolled his eyes, beginning to rub Alfred's belly. "Jeez, Alfie." he joked, smiling at the wolf. "You're such a fattie." At this point, he was going to suspect that he would become short of money when they finally left the island... How many cheeseburgers had he promised Alfie?


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
"xxxxxx

[Wolfborg007]

XxXxXx Arthur Kirkland/ England xXxXxX

Arthur, still lost in his anger, gave a sneer.
"Yeah... so don't forget that!" he snapped.
He quickly spotted the sad smile on his rival's face, but pride was ever the mood killer, and he gave a huff.

x x x

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=*=*=*= Alfred F. Jones/ America =*=*=*=

Alfred gave another bark, leaning up and licking Matthew's face happily.

xxc

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"This loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven... "







{{OOC; N/A }}

Francis held back his wince at that. He was a fool to think he and Arthur could ever be anything but rivals... They've been like that for centuries, so why in the world would they stop now? Best concentrate on the task at hand, but he swore, as soon as he got home, he was drinking himself silly. "Mattieu? You done with that werewolf hair?"

"Anywhere you go, let me go too."

xxxxxx

France

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Matthew Williams

{{Out Of Canadian Bacon; n//a}}

Mathew glanced up, wiping Alfie salivia off of his face. "Oh!! Um, o-oui!" he stuttered, standing up and dropping the clump into the pile with the tree bark. "So, Arthur... Um... What now?" he asked timidly, pushing his glasses farthur up his nose.


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
"xxxxxx

[Wolfborg007]

Arthur Looked down.
"All right..." he said, taking them and lighting a fire, " Just breathe his in. It should turn you back for a while..."
He had to think of a way to get back to the church and destroy that creature.

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"This loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven... "







{{OOC; N/A }}

Francis leaned forward, inhaling the smoke. He coughed, wincing at the feeling of the smoke creep down his lungs. Cigarrettes were one thing, magic fire was another. He bit his lip, trying to hold back his pain as the flesh under his mask twisted and morphed back into its usual form. Strange... Until now, he had never known that his face was deformed. It was only fitting for the Phantom of the Opera... He straightened up, staring over at Arthur. He had hoped his feelings were only a reflection of the Phantom's, but not for the first time... Francis proved himself wrong. "What now?" he inquired, meeting Arthur's eyes. How were they going to defeat the demon...?

"Anywhere you go, let me go too."

xxxxxx

France

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Matthew Williams

{{Out Of Canadian Bacon; n//a}}

Mathew crept forward, breathing in the smoke. He choked violently, tears streaming from his eyes. Dieu... It was worst than Papa's cigarrettes!! He straightened up, breathing in nice, clean air. Finally... He felt the darkness inside of him finally creep to the very corners of his mind, right where it belonged. "It worked!" he cried, grinning at Arthur. "Arthur, you're amazing!! This is great!" He grabbed Alfred, tugging him close to the fire. "C'mon Alfie, try it!"


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
"xxxxxx