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 Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 9:38 am
Hooray for getting out of the house! Double hooray for doing something that got her mind completely off her overbearing mother and her annoying brother. Triple hooray for doing something that she could "kill" people and not get in trouble for it.
Bleez had happened by the Laser Tag area on one of her many runs outside of the house. Something about being able to shoot a person and not really hurting them appealed to her... or maybe it was the fast pace of the whole thing.
She'd sat a few rounds out, watching the whole thing, devising plans if she ever decided to participate. Every time someone got shot she jumped up to see if they'd throw a fit. More often than not, they did; and she'd laugh. It was their own faults for letting their guards down. She was being a hypocrite, though. She knew she'd probably throw more than a fit if she got tagged. But they'd have to catch her first!
After several rounds of being a spectator, she was amped up enough to kick some butt in the course! "One, please!" she grinned, her single fang poking out of the corner of her mouth. If she had dressed like most girls her age, the guy behind the counter would've scoffed at her confidence. But since she was always dressed for a more active life, he simply handed her the equipment and instructed her how it all worked.
When she was situated, she went off the her team's waiting area and eagerly awaited the gates to open into the course. There wasn't anyone else on her side yet, but she believed that should could beat a whole team by herself!
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 11:23 am
Finally, the moment of truth was here. Ever since he'd found out what Laser Tag was, Roman had pestered his older sisters and mother to bring him. He had to play, he just had to! 'Killing' people in a dark room with lasers? What wasn't to love?!
Cera and Lissy came with him so that they could rollar blade while he annihilated people. He was a little sad when they said they wouldn't play, but even that couldn't curb his enthusiasm. Kieran wasn't here, so he could go all out.
He scuttled into the waiting area just in time to catch the next round. Roman didn't waste any time, "One!" The guy behind the counter gave him a look, then suited him up with instructions on the game.
Roman walked apprehensively to his team's waiting area and looked around. There wasn't anyone, but him on his side, which suited him just fine. If he'd gotten angry enough, he would have started shooting at his own teammates and that could have gotten him kicked out.
He held his gun at the ready and waited.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:24 am
A few other people started trickling in before Bleez's team, the Red Team, was let into the arena. Bleez grinned, her grip tightening on her gun. Despite her speed and eagerness to do some damage to the opposing team, she held back, letting the majority of her team go ahead and "scout." It was in her best interest to see where the other team was at and what better way to do that than to send in some meat shields?
She grinned more broadly at her own devious plan as she skirted around a couple obstacles, keeping the rest of her team within earshot. It wasn't long before the sounds of battled reached her teammates. It was hard to tell who was shooting who, but she was getting excited nonetheless. Her fingers drummed on the handle of her gun and she zipped around a few more obstacles with her blinding speed until she could see the few remaining players of the initial onslaught. She grimaced, seeing that it was her team that had won, it'd been 3 on 2 and 2 of her team made it out "alive." Bah! No fun for her!
An instant later and she was on the opposite side of the course. She peeked behind barriers and walls, but could find no one of either team. Where was everyone? This was getting annoying! She REALLY wanted to shoot someone now that her ire was beginning to raise.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 7:08 pm
When the game started, what little members made up the Blue team dispersed. Roman charged straight into the frey, gun blazing. It was that same attitude that had gotten him shot within the first five minutes of the game and had lost his team the victory.
Pfft. If this was a real fight he would have won. No questions about it. The next round, he found the nearest hiding spot and didn't move. It was big enough to hide his body, but the tips of his wings stuck out on all sides, screaming 'HE'S HERE! RIGHT HERE! HEY YOU! OVER HERE!'
He peeped around the wall and saw someone else do the same thing. With a mighty "Haha!" he started firing.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 8:31 pm
Bleez ducked as a black and red kid jumped out from behind a wall. If it hadn't been for the fact that she'd seen his wings peeking out, she would've probably been tagged. Thank goodness for her speed in any case.
Her gun-wielding arm snapped up, pulling the trigger several times wherein most people would've only been able to squeeze it once. At least one of the shots most likely landed, but just in case, she dodged and rolled away. Her lithe body bounced back and she was on her feet in little time, dashing off. She hadn't realized that her hat had fallen off her horned head and landed at Roman's feet.
What a rush! She beamed, certain that she'd killed an opponent. This was great, hopefully she'll be able to get more people like this! New strategy: search and destroy, no more sneaking around!
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 6:52 pm
If Roman hadn't been so low to the ground, he probably would have been hit. His wings folded around him like a shield as he fired off rounds, ducking in behind barriers when he could snag the chance.
He looked down and sat a hat. On impulse, he picked it up and sniffed it before sliding it onto his own head. His senses weren't like a true demon's, but they were good enough.
He dodged in and out, then bounced up to stand on top of the barrier, taking a gangsta shot at his older opponent.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 7:59 pm
Bleez sped around, firing shots off whenever she blurred past opponents. Most of the opposing team had been decimated, not by shots from Bleez, but her teammates, taking advantage of dazed opponents she'd run past.
A few more minutes and the counter shown one more member of the opposing team was left. Bleez decided to zip around a barrier, almost tripping over a loose strip of wiring or something on the floor. The one bad thing about going so fast, when you trip, you almost always fall. And fall she did, though it was into a nice duck and roll. She rolled back to her feet, kneeling with her back against a barrier.
Then she heard the noise of claws on hard plastic, above her.
What the?! How'd the kid sneak up on her? Bleez spun, glaring at the kid, gun pointed at his tagging chest plate. She didn't fire though, since they were stuck in a stale mate. Instead, she smirked, "Well.ya.gonna.shoot?" Eyes narrowed and grip tightened on the gun.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 8:27 am
The thing about having wings you weren't used to was that keeping your balance was doubly tricky. Roman had to crouch on the barrier, with one clawed hand on the top to avoid falling back when he stumbled. Ya, super smooth.
Roman tipped the hat he'd found up off his eyes. Not that he was getting a good look at his opponent, he couldn't help noticing the obvious similarities between them. Even if she didn't have the all over splotches like he did, she had them, and that posed a problem. "What about you? Too scared to pull the trigger?" He grinned, pretending to c**k the plastic gun.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 6:44 pm
If there was one thing to NOT call Bleez, it was a coward. And he had her hat! How dare he steal from her. Not that she was thinking properly; how could the kid could even take the hat from her? Of course it was more logical it fell off when she was rolling around like a dork. She wasn't positive she'd killed a single person, but she was certain to take this kid off his perch!
A growl that rivaled her nickname of Bleezasaurus Rex erupted from her as she threw down the gun and leaped at the kid. Screw rules, this brat was hers!
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 7:35 pm
Aw hell no!
Roman roared and chucked the gun at Bleez's head, thankfully missing. He'd been named for the war capital for a reason, and proved it by throwing a punch even as he was being propelled backwards.
He wasn't going to back down, and he sure as hell wasn't going to lose. Even if he didn't have his shinai and his opponent was bigger than him.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 9:48 pm
Did that kid just huck the gun at her head? He did! He totally did! Bleez growled as the two toppled over. The kid threw a mad punch that landed squarely on her breast (as small as it was). Bleez reared up, grabbing at the area and shoved Roman away with every free limb. "DUDE! NOT.COOL!! You.punched.me.in.the.boob! WHO.does.that?! That's.not.even.like...UGH!" she spat.
She was more surprised by the act than hurt, by far. No one had EVER touched her there, not even in a gentle manner. So for him to punch her there (even if is was an accident), it snapped her out of her rage.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 6:03 pm
Did he just grope his chest? What was-? "WHAT?!" Roman shrieked. The color washed out of his face as he scuttled back as far away from Bleez as possible. "But your a- I thought- EWWW!" His mind couldn't even process the perverse action. Roman was embarrassed just seeing his twin getting dressed, and now he'd...
He shook his head. Wrong, wrong, that was just soooo wrong.
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 10:05 pm
"WHAT?! Ya.thought.I.was.a.boy? Just.'cuz.I.happen.to.dress.like.one? Well,I'm.OBVIOUSLY.not!" She huffed and hissed, still massaging the area. Even if it wasn't a particularly hard punch, it was a tender place.
"And.that's.MY.hat!" she snapped, pointing at the hat on Roman's head. "What're.you.doing.with.MY.hat?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 11:24 am
"Obviously!" Roman snapped back. He rubbed his hands on his pants before moving into an easy crouch so his wings could have space. He yanked the hat off his head like it was on fire and tossed it at her. "Be happy I found it or you could have lost it!" His entire body tensed, as if he was physically trying to keep his anger in check. It was his fault, so he needed to appologize, not beat her face in. "Sorry. My sisters just look...girlier."
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 4:14 pm
"So,I've.seen.boys.dressed.like.girls." Bleez huffed, snatching up her hat and slamming it back on her head. She walked back around the barrier and picked up the guns, neither looked broken. Walking back, she handed Roman's back to him; it wasn't right to keep them both. "Ya.can't.fight.in.a.dress." The statement was meant to rationalize her clothing, but whether she was saying it for his or her benefit was yet to be determined.
The apology Roman gave left a nagging voice in the back of her mind. He apologized, so she probably should too. "Yeah,sorry.fer.gettin'.outta.control.there," She grumbled. The thought of the what viewers up above saw caused her to laugh, though. "Think.we.gave.'em.a.good.'nough.show?" She thumbed a clawed finger towards the viewing area and smirked her one-fang grin.
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