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 Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 7:36 pm
"Ok, Spawn Man, time to get you duded up. You need some little tyke dress clothes." Why, she didn't know, but she was pretty sure they were something you were supposed to buy. With this in mind, she pulled him into Tuxedo Junction, and nodded in satisfaction as, twenty minutes later, she walked out again with a newly purchased tiny tuxedo, complete with cane and top hat. She looked down at him, walking happily beside her, his thumb stuck in his mouth, an arm wrapped around his doll, and his other hand resting on her pantleg. And then she looked to her left, at the screaming toddler trying to escape its mother's death grip, its little face red with righteous fury. And seeing that, she found a new appreciation for the fact that the Spawn Man wasn't one for hissy fits or temper tantrums. And because he wasn't, she led him into KB Toys, where his eyes widened in wonder and amazement. "Pick out a few things. Whatever you want." She said absently, waving her hand towards the rows and rows of beeping and whistling toys. His wide eyes went to her face, and he bounced on his feet in excitement. "Really? Really, Mama? Anything?" He asked, positively beaming, and she felt something in her heart squeeze at the absolute adoration in his eyes. "Um...Yeah, sure squirt. You've been good." She said, and let out a breath on a whoosh when he leaped up and wrapped his arms around her waist, squeezing tight. "I love you!" He exclaimed, and stopped her cold for a moment before she cleared her throat, hefting him up onto her hip. "Yeah...yeah, sure you do. Come on, pick out what catches your eye." She said, sliding him into the seat of a cart, prepared to spend an hour amidst running kids and bright colors. It turned out to be an hour and a half later that they finally left KB Toys, dragging along a huge toy chest filled to the brim with blocks, dolls, and all manner of toys that appealed to a toddler. The chest itself was huge, and took her ten minutes to drag into an empty bathroom, and two more minutes to push it into a portal she summoned. She let out a deep breath, watching the portal disappear, and looked at the delighted smile on Poopsie's face as he stood beside her, the teddy bear child leash strapped securely around him. "You're a good boy, you know that?" She said, and got another beaming smile from him. "I just wanna make you happy, Mama!" He claimed, and she sighed again, nodding. "Yeah, I heard you. Let's go home, little man. I've got some demolition to do in the tower." She said, and opened up yet another portal, picking him up and walking through it. Moments later, they ended up back in her room, where piles of bags and boxes were stacked on the narrow cot, and the toy chest was outside the room, waiting for room to be made for it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 3:27 pm
Bubba on the other hand wasn't having any of it. He had been in that cell for... well he wasn't sure but it was certainly longer than a week. And it had been grueling. He needed some relief, and this little spit was about to give it to him. So with a devilish grin Bubba threw Ialo to the ground and turned him around, grabbing him by the waist firmly. "Hur hur, this is gunna be gud. S'been too long fer me, yaknow?"
Meanwhile, in an expansive court room, Silas was sitting at the prosecuting bench with his attorney, checking the gold cuff links on his new Italian suit. He had bought it special for the occasion. Almost anxiously he lifted up the sleeve on his left arm and looked down at his diamond-studded Rolex. In exactly 3 seconds the Judge would call Ialo to the courtroom and begin the proceedings.
Silas watched the seconds hand on his watch click down, marveling at just how slow it was at that precise moment.
...3
.......2
....................1
And it was right then that there was a flash of light in the cell Ialo was in just as Bubba had reached down and grabbed the waist of his pants. Ialo was now sitting in the defendants chair, looking up at the 20 foot tall Judiciary bench, staring face to.... cerebrum?... with the Judge. The Judge in this case was the Honorable Cerus Bellium, who ironically enough was a floating brain wearing a Judges robe. The brain seemed to undulate as it addressed Ialo in a booming telekinetic voice. "Mr. Enlil, you are brought before these Courts of Magic under very dire charges. However, before we proceed, we must know how you wish to be represented. If you are unable to provide an appropriate attorney, the courts can provide you a public defender, or you may choose to defend yourself."
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 4:04 pm
Ialo was shaking and extremely pale in the face. He stared up at the judge, unable to cope with the sudden change in situation. He could still feel.... oh, God.... He inhaled, to keep himself from vomiting. He didn't even notice Slime was there. He was just so relieved to be out of that cell, away from that thing.... What was it they had just asked him? Oh, right.
"Iwantmymother," he gasped quickly, and then blinked, and shook his head, his stark white hair falling into his eyes, followed by a futile attempt to move it out of his field of vision without the use of hands. "Er, I mean -"
"Your Honor, I will represent Ialo Enlil." The woman who strode confidently, saucily even, into the courtroom had a slight Russian accent. She appeared to be in her early forties, and bore a striking resemblance to Ialo - her hair was stark white as well, cut into a clean, no-nonsense style, and her face had the same fine features to it, though her eyes were much sharper, and a vivid cerulean.
Ialo very much wanted to facepalm, but he wasn't going to complain right now. "H -"
The woman looked at him, and he shut up instantly.
"I'm your mother, don't question me."
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 4:25 pm
Silas raised a brow as Ialo's 'attorney' walked in, and he couldn't help but check out her backside as she walked past. But now was not the time for such things, so he quickly averted his gave back to the Judge and sat patiently in his chair as the giant brain cleared it's... throat?
"Ahem. Ialo Livius Enlil, you are hereby brought before these Courts of Magic under the following charges: extortion, espionage, child endangerment, dangerous misuse of magic, terrorism, tax evasion, environmental endangerment, driving without a license, torture, holding slaves, unauthorized production of weapons of mass destruction, unauthorized possession of weapons, and attacking another country with nuclear weapons. How does the defendant plead?"
Silas sat back in his chair with the biggest smile he had ever had. There was NO WAY Ialo was getting out of this one, and he knew it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 5:03 pm
Ialo clenched his fists behind his back as the charges were read. Who the hell did Slimeball think he was, setting him up like that? Ialo had a million other things to focus on, like, say, keeping a lot of people alive. And here he was, sitting in a courtroom -
BZZZZT.
"GOD DAMMIT!!"
BZZZZZZZZZZZZT.
"AAAAUGH!!!"
Mrs. Enlil tightly crumpled up a piece of paper and chucked it at her son. With perfect and precise aim, it beaned him in the forehead and left a small papercut that bled freely.
"Shut up, you're being a moron. I know you can't help it, but you could at least pretend."
Ialo grudgingly stared at his feet while the giant brain droned on.
"... extortion...."
"Innocent."
"... espionage...."
There's no way in hell they know about Blue Storm, right? "Innocent."
"... child endangerment...."
"INNOCENT!!! I SAVED - " BZZZZT. "Owww....."
"... dangerous misuse of magic...."
"Innocent... I think I handled that Class 8 spell quite nicely."
".... terrorism...."
"Innocent!"
"... tax evasion...."
"Innocent. They were just postmarked a day late."
"... environmental endangerment...."
"Riser's fault! I'm innocent!" Damn Riser, throwing around magic without caring about anyone else...
"... driving without a license...."
"Which is perfectly legal in an emergency."
"... torture...."
"Only if you consider two hours of detention on a Friday afternoon torture."
"... holding slaves...."
"Innocent. I have no idea where the hell you got that idea from." BzzzZZZzzzt. "....."
"... unauthorized production of weapons of mass destruction...."
"Innocent. Krauser's fault. By the way, he tried to kill me, so for the record, whatever happened that night was self-defense."
"... unauthorized possession of weapons...."
"Innocent. I have licenses for every single weapon except for a tesla ray, which I don't own.... yet."
"... attacking another country with nuclear weapons."
"THE ******** RUSSIANS STARTED IT!!!!" BZZZZZZT. "IT'S THEIR FAULT!!!!! THEY WERE PROVOKING US!!! YOU SAW WHAT HAPPENED TO GEORGIA!!! AND THE AMERICAN PUT THE TIME IN BACKWARDS TOO!!!"
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT.
Ialo keeled over, paralyzed and beginning to foam at the mouth.
"The lights are on, but no one's home..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 8:19 pm
Cerus simply huffed telepathically at Ialo's protests. The young dragon was doing nothing to help convince the Judge that he should even have a shot at parole. The brain turned towards Silas and began to question him. "The defense has entered it's plea. Does the prosecution wish to call it's first witness?" Silas actually got up from his seat at this and picked up a stack of papers that Isaac handed to him. "Your Honor, if it pleases the court, I'd like to enter a few more charges against Mr. Enlil that seemed to have slipped the record. This is a summary of the evidence we have to support these claims." The brain's cerebrum flashed slightly as it responded. "Proceed." In an instant the papers were teleported to the top of the judiciary bench in front of Judge Bellium. The brain looked them over before nodding slightly at the evidence. "Given the evidence presented the defense is now also charged with several counts of theft, environmental terrorism, plagiarism, copyright infringement, invasion of personal privacy, assault, evading police, disrespecting authorities, destruction of public property, destruction of personal property, and murder in the 3rd, 2nd, and 1st degree. How does the defendant plead?"
Silas looked over at Ialo, laying in a pool of his own froth, and inwardly laughed at his rival's predicament. He had been waiting years for this, and it was all going exactly to plan.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 8:30 pm
Mrs. Enlil looked at her son oddly as the new charges were read. "Your Honor, are you sure about this? This boy is my son after all, and I'm telling you, he's really not intelligent enough to do any of that. He's a p***y, frankly, pardon my American."
Ialo tilted his head and stared at the judge... brain.... thing. "I want to see this evidence. I've never stolen anything... and I'm not sure how you arrived at environmental terrorism."
He knew he was doomed, though. There was no way he could fight the murder charges. It was unfortunate, but necessary - he had killed before. When Danni charged at Satan, it was Ialo who had.... recklessly..... sliced a bunch of heads of....
Well, that would explain where half those charges came from.
"Self defense. Your honor, I would like to charge whats-his-face Slimy over here with bribery, extortion, garishness, and being a douchebag."
Mrs. Enlil rolled her eyes. "I'd like to go back to bed, my husband is waiting for me."
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 4:17 pm
Utterly oblivious to Ialo's predicament, Riser had been off on his own adventures. But now, now their was something amiss. He attempted to establish a psychic link with his unwilling protege and nothing happened.
"Ophiuchus you slithering fool," he called out. "where's your descendant, where is Ialo? Something is wrong, I've tried contacting him and can get nothing in response. What has that idiot gotten himself into this time?"
Meanwhile, two people previously unseen arrived at the entrance to MFHS. One had bright orange hair, the other an almost neon yellow.
"Thanks Jack, I'll be alright on my own from here." he said to his taller, yellow haired companion.
Jack turned, his thick visor shades glinting in the sunlight as he did. "Just remember, there will be people of all sorts in this place, just give each their own chance. Later Ace."
Ace smiled and watched as Jack strolled off into the forest, back to wherever it was they had both come from. He however was here to learn, so with a reluctant sigh, he turned and stepped into his new life.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 11:40 am
Danni ran the back of her hand over her forehead, letting out a breath. She looked around her room-no longer just a closet with a cot stuffed in it-and grinned.
"Oh yeah. I'm awesome." She'd known it wouldn't be that hard. She'd built that frigging tree house a few years back, hadn't she? Ripping out walls-with the help of a lot of magic-hadn't been so hard. Building up new walls-several feet back to turn it into an actual room, thank you-hadn't taken too long, and the people at Home Depot wouldn't even notice the missing supplies for a while.
Why anyone would just leave so much hollow space in the tower in the first place was beyond her, but whatever. She was making use of it now.
Now her cot was up against one wall, and about ten feet over, on the other side of the room, was Poopsie's play pen. His toy chest was up against that wall next to his play pen, as was a dresser full of his clothes, and there was a desk and chair to go with the lamp on the other side of the room, as well as a laptop that wouldn't be missed from the store for some time.
There was a toy rug on the floor between the bed and playpen, and Danni's bag, which held all her belongings, was at the foot of the cot. Not too bad, she thought, not bad at all.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 3:10 pm
If a brain could frown, this one certainly was. The Judge seemed to give off a red glow and immediately grabbed Ialo's forehead telepathically. Immediately afterward Ialo's head made contact with his desk, issuing a loud thud throughout the entire courtroom. The Judge began to mentally berate Ialo just enough to give him a serious migraine. "Mr. Enlil, one more outburst like that and I will hold you in contempt of court. Do you understand?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 4:25 pm
Mrs. Enlil closed her eyes and turned her head, and smiled slightly. It would be an understatement to say she had a sadistic streak. She would have been outright laughing at her son if she wasn't tempered by the fact that he would very likely never see the light of day again. She was mean, but she still loved her children, even if in indirect and violent ways.
Ialo hit the desk, and the shocklets turned on again, to add another injury to injury. While they were going off, so strongly that they were visibly sparking and probably quite hot, the young dragon slowly looked up at the judge - with glowing red irises and black schlera. "There is nothing you can do that could possibly match what has happened already. Make any move you want, I dare you." Ialo said telepathically. His voice was uncharacteristically cold, borderline on outright threatening. His aura wavered in that moment, losing ground in his inner battle to hold off Riser's curse from ever fully kicking in.
Mrs. Enlil stared at her son intently, her smile completely gone. What had happened to him?
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 4:37 pm
The Judge had had quite enough of Ialo's petty attempts at rebellion. By law he was able to kill Ialo on the spot, but Mr. Lime had gone to great lengths to make sure that Ialo was brought to justice rather than left in the hands of some vigilante. Bellium had to respect that. But he didn't have to listen to Ialo's petty attempts at trying to intimidate him. So Cerus simply invoked one of the court's security seals located within the grains of Ialo's chair. This one in particular was one of his favorites, because a few seconds later after a flash of white light died down the only thing left sitting in Ialo's chair was a very disgruntled bullfrog wearing a miniature version of Ialo's shocklets. The Judge stared down at Ialo and scrutinized his attorney closely. "Now, are there any further objections from the Defendant? Or should I wait for more childish outbursts before you allow me to continue this hearing in my own court?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 4:47 pm
Said bullfrog was silent, and wondering what the hell just happened. Ialo thought he had blanked out for a few seconds - he didn't remember what he had done to get turned into a frog. He felt almost obligated to turn around and see if Danni was behind him.
"No more objections," Mrs. Enlil quickly jumped in, ignoring her own surprise. "Your Honor... please turn my son back. It wasn't his fault. You saw that look in his face."
Ugh. Motherly feelings. They were kicking in. And Ialo would have a LOT to tell her about. What the hell was that magic that slipped through? It had to have been something serious, to slip through the barriers set in place by the Court.
"Please read the evidence, your Honor." And maybe, she'd hear what exactly her son had been up to, and have enough time to think of some defense for him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 25, 2010 1:17 pm
((ok so basically either this gets moving or im done. nobodies posted since Thursday despite the fact that I've seen everyone that needs to online multiple times since then, and I posted days ago and never got anything back. so if whatever contributions I make go right out the window, why should i care?))
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Posted: Sun Jul 25, 2010 1:23 pm
((Well, okay, then answer this: Did you talk to Laura about the whole killing-Zeus deal?))
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