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 Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:03 am
*Luke kicks back his beer, unloops arms with Cora, and takes a seat at the table.* React? ... *siiigh, as if trying to remember* How did he react?
Well, first he stopped by my room to get an idea of how much damage he did the night before. So I gave him a short report in a clear, calm tone of voice. While he's standing there with "I EAT c**k" written across his forehead...
Then I point to him and go, "Chuck you've got something on your face." *points to his own cheek* "Right there." ...
So he brushes his cheek and I go .. *Luke makes a thumbs up.* "You got it."
Chuck walks into the bathroom, and I'm waiting ... five ... ten seconds. Then all I hear is "******** YOU GUYS! OH MAN! FUUUCK!"
*Luke then goes on to describe how Chuck ran around the apartment cursing up a storm at Luke, then at Max, freaking out and sincerely wondering how he was going to UNDO the damage.*
*laughs* He was in the bathroom for like three hours trying to get that s**t off. Those people who make permenant markers don't ******** around.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:07 am
:::Cora had begun bursting out in fits of lafter after the phrase "I EAT c**k"... She'd had to look up what that meant in an urban dictionary after she got back to the Brink from her trip, but now she knew. The laughter continued well after Luke finished:::
Oh... ooooh goodness. Poor Chuck. Three hours? I- :::taking a second to breathe, and almost feel bad for him... but it was still too funny to feel bad::: I didn't know it would take that long... hah....
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:11 am
*laughing along with Cora* It's the price you pay for locking a man up in the bathroom without a towel.
Even the next day, you could still kinda see the outline of the "I eat c**k". You just had to be looking for it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:12 am
Hahaha- :::she held her laughter back suddenly, trying to sound concerned:::
Isn't that terribly inapropriate? I mean... in public?? ::but the thought made her want to laugh some more:::
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:25 am
*laughs and says even louder* Gee, you think? Why do you think we drew it on his face in permenant marker in the first place? So he could blend in with society?
*laughs all over again* Aimee told me that one of his professors was talking to them after class. She was having this conversation about the whole gay marriage issue.
And she looked up at him, squinting up at his forehead, and asked, "Is... Is there something on your forehead?"
Chuck's face turned ******** PURPLE. Aimee had to get both of them out of there, so that the teacher would just think she was seeing things.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:28 am
:::Cora wasn't sure what gay marriage reffered to, so she let it slip into the normal context of discussion, and laughed outloud again at the scenario:::
Ooooh oh no. That's horrible. What if he got in some sort of trouble?? :::But she kept laughing through her sentence:::
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:29 am
Some sort of trouble? The man had penises drawn all over his face. If that's not a man in trouble, I don't know what is.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:30 am
Haha... Luke...! :::She whapped him on the arm playfully::: That's cruel. I didn't know friendship could be that painful until I met your male friends.... hehehehe...
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:38 am
*shrugs, not worried about it at all* Hey, nobody gets hurt. Besides, it's not like they're not asking for it with all the s**t they pull.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:40 am
Oh, the s**t they pull? I wonder. :::She eyed him suspiciously::: How many times have you woken up with a giant p***s permanently staining your epidermous? Or any of the other terrible things I see you boys do to one another?
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:42 am
*feigns innocence, pointing to himself* Me? No way. I'm an angel. *grins and motions above his head* Can't you see my halo?
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:46 am
Oh sure... sure. :::She said sarcastically::: Is that drawn on with permanent marker?
:::She nudges him with her shoulder:::
The only angel I want to see around this place is Tavin. You're much more fun as a human anyway.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 12:03 pm
*Luke is reminded of the last time he saw Tavin and Melliandra. Luke doesn't let any clue appear on his face though.*
That's what all the girls say. *Luke gets up and grabs a beer from the bar.* But they only think I'm human because they don't know about my superpowers.
*He tosses the beer cap on the table and says.* By the way, check this out...
*Luke shows Cora how he's able to call the beer cap up from the table and hold it in midair. He pulls the beer cap in different directions. He can keep the beer cap floating for nearly a full minute now.*
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 12:14 pm
:::she claps excitedly:::
Luke, that's wonderful! You're progressing. :::She beems at him, proudly::
You're the budweiser master.
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