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 Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 3:09 pm
Halfway in that awkward hallway between the Life Labs and the training fields, also known as the Allan-proof Hallway was a midget.
Now, this had to be clarified because there were many midgets in Deus. British ones, hippie ones, ones that carried oversized weapons, and even ones that were not part of the statistically shortest height on average division. This particular midget happened to be standing on a Runic Minipet Carrier while holding a Runic Minipet Carrier, while, behind him, a giant pile of Runic Minipet Carriers seem to coalesce into the background into a dragon's treasure mound of silver and blue. Next to him was the new Moon Assistant, who was standing on the ground holding a sign. "Minipet Carriers for Rent for Minipet Lovers ONLY." Only was highlighted and bolded and circled several times.
Anyone who came up to ask for rental was asked a random minipet trivia question. This was actually seriously happening. This also ranged anywhere from what is the average amount of Fear Candies to feed a ghost dog to What is the air-speed velocity of an unladen foxfire. Once a Hunter had managed to go through the checks, a cage was granted, as well as an expiry date of one week, the loan period. After that additional charges would apply. OOC RUNIC MINIPET CARRIER LENDING IS OPEN- Your character must approach the two npcs and answer a trivia question (just quote me for a trivia question). If they answer correctly they get to borrow a minipet carrier for one IC week to do all their minipet rps/ activities with as they please. One carrier per Hunter. It keeps ONE minipet. It means you can keep a minipet in your room/ hallway/ training fields/ what have you. They also have to sign the form that agrees that they will love and care for their minipet deeply. - If your character wishes to KEEP A CARRIER PERMANENTLY they must go through a rigorous exam. This is not a joke minipets are serious business. They will have to ask ICly
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 3:20 pm
The minute word went around that minipets carriers were up for rental, Rep showed up at the great hoard of carriers. Minipets were important in his life, one minipet in particular, Massacre was visited subtly almost every day in life on the island, groomed, fed and spoiled. He didn't think meeting the minipets lover tier required would be too difficult.
He wandered over to the moon assistant and crossed his arms, he had no idea trivia was involved.
"Can I borrow one?" he asked, grimly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 3:38 pm
Zoe eyed Rep suspiciously. This guy seemed familiar. Like that one guy that was sending warning bells to her head for some reason. Like that on guy who the other Moon Hunters kept on whining about consisting of damaged property and social justice and she didn't care. He did show up to the Sensitivity class so that showed a very minimal but still respectable level of commitment.
Very slowly and dramatically, she plucked out a form from her black leatherbound notebook with skulls decorated all over it and pushed it on the table next to the candles and ouija board. "Permissions form first and then you have to pass our trivia. This helps us separate the true believers from the," look of disdain, "non-believers."
"Like you." Oz whispered right beside Rep when he thought Zoe wasn't listening. His dark eyeliner-hollowed eyes had twice the eyeliner as usual.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 3:47 pm
Rep hated goths. He just did. He hated them as much as he hated emos, as much as he hated anyone who wasn't part of his subculture growing up. They needed a good thrashing to give them something to really ******** whine about. But he kept it in line, because despite hating goths, he respected moon division.
He fished out his reading glasses, shoved them on and filled in his permission form with maximum indignation.
"Aye, non-believers yadayada. I'm no a non-believer, I know s**t exists. Unless you mean something else." he shrugged. "Here's your form." He expected to be ******** over by the trivia but you never really knew on Deus unless you tried, tried, tried and tried again.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 4:09 pm
"Trivia, trivia, where did I put it," Zoe began to move piles of cards along the desk, upturning plastic skulls and possibly some real ones in the process.
Oz kept on watching Rep from his perch on top of the cage. He crouched down. "I hate Sun Hunters," he declared rather dramatically and full of intense feels. What he meant to say was he hated Sun Hunters for being taller than him, but words were difficult and not his problem.
"Here we go," Zoe popped open a card and read it out loud, "How many species of minipets are there in Halloween?" She paused. "Not including special- nevermind, just answer the question and you can have one," she read the signed form, "also you just signed the date with your signature." It was probably because Rep had put on mystical glasses and not actually reading ones.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 4:20 pm
Rep's patience bar was slowly eroding the longer he had to deal with the two hunters. He wasn't sure what moon's recruitment policies were like but he didn't approve one bit of the two. "Good for you." he said to Oz, narrowing his eyes. "I like moon hunters. Barring a few." the way he said it clearly implied Oz was on the list with Marcus.
At the question, Rep felt despair creeping in. How the ******** would anyone know how many species there were? "******** thousands." he said grimly. "Probably as many as there are dumb fears and human ideas. I don't know. I just ******** like my Last and eh. Shining Treat."
Zoe got a grim look. "Then just add the ******** date."
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 4:36 pm
Zoe stood up excitedly at the bare mention of minipets. "Did you know that Shining treats come from-"
-"I know." Said Oz, "You only told me ten million times. Why are we here. Why am I here." He stood one minipet carrier cage taller, by literally standing on a taller pile. "I hate Sun Hunters, but I especially hate you," he responded vehemently to Rep. He didn't even know who Rep was, other than the Guy Who Wasn't Caelius.
The Moon Assistant checked everything else off her checklist. "Well, this one seems more promising than the last. Give him a carrier, Oz."
"No." declared the five foot Hunter, standing on top of his mound of carriers.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 4:58 pm
Rep decided he didn't mind Zoe but he absolutely minded Oz, the temptation to see how far he could hurl the smaller man rising gradually the longer he spoke. "Good for you." he said, keeping his anger in line.
He took a carrier lower down and turned his attention back to Zoe. "If there's any way to get extended rental like a ******** lifetime pass at some point, I want it. Mass is my... er. My ******** cow baby right." He gave her a look as if repeating this phrase to anyone else would end badly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 6:20 pm
"Maybe if you jump off a cliff and di--"
-"I'll think about it," the new Moon Assistant interrupted at Oz's outburst. There was something awfully familiar about Rep that was still telling the non-rebellious part of her that it was really not good to trust this guy with things. She thought of what Edith might say.
'Hello I am Edith', said Zoe's internal Edith, 'This milkshake is tastes godawful and probably contains every single toxic substance known to man and woman but I'm going to drink it anyway while being really mad about trees being cut down.' Why was Edith mad about trees. There were hundreds, thousands of poor starving minipets dying every single da-
-CRASH-
- Minipet carriers went flying everywhere, though the short Death Hunter (Oz) had managed to do a rather elegant jump off at just the right time to apprehend the person who had literally, crashed face first into the heap.
"Hey Zoe, I think I found a new minipet!" Oz poked the fallen excuse of a person.
"Oz, don't touch it." She paused. "Isn't that your Death assistan-"
- "Five hundred bucks!" Mark, the fallen excuse of a person, suddenly said, standing up, minipet carriers falling off his bodily being. He had a rather uncanny ability to be just there at the right time to offer extremely ludicrous and overpriced services. "Five hundred bucks and I'll make you a custom one." And by make a custom one Mark meant modify an old existing one by adding a bunch of flashing LED lights to it to make it fancy.
"Or," Zoe interrupted, facing Rep, "you can borrow one, and if you show it good treatment and use, we'll let you keep it." She challenged Mark with a stare of absolute darkness. Mark wasn't sure if she was coming onto him or if he was just that attractive, but the answer was clearly both.
"Or," added Oz, "you can die in a fire."
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 6:28 pm
Rep wasn't about to stick around as Mark crashed into the pile of carriers, whenever the death assistant showed up, everything got really ******** expensive really ******** fast.
"I'll borrow one for now thank you." Rep said grimly to Zoe, giving Mark the coldest look he could muster. "I already ******** owe you zillions you greedy p***k." He took his carrier, and took his leave, before he could somehow accrue more community hours or more ******** debt.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 7:48 pm
It wasn't too long before Harrison showed up, with a similar agenda.
He eyed the pile.
"They said you got carriers?" he asked.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 8:19 pm
"Ow my eyes." Zoe was not impressed by her fellow Moon Hunter. She folded more gaudy fabric over her face, so it looked like Harrison was talking to a walking drapery display. "We don't lend to unsympathizers."
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 8:21 pm
"Unsympa-what?" Harrison scowled. "What do you want sympathy for?
He measured up their equally ******** colorless palette.
"...Somebody die?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 8:33 pm
"Yeah, that red-haired guy that was here earlier," Oz said hopefully, "Rep or somethin- ow-"
The Moon assistant paused mid-kick, and then kicked him again for good measure. She was mostly upset because Oz had somehow summoned Mark and nobody wanted to deal with that. Thankfully with the promise of an Avengers Kinder Surprise and five dollars, Oz had managed to wean the Death Assistant far, far away from helping.
"Sympathy for understanding the darkness," Zoe continued, "sympathy for understanding how wretched humanity is, how colourless and futile they are and how unappreciative their hatred is." There was a long pause. She sighed. "Take off your clothes, you're scaring small children. And then we can talk."
"I'm not a small child!" Oz protested, at the height of a small child.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 8:59 pm
"Rep?" Harrison repeated, strained. "He's...how'd he get- s**t, s**t," he turned around immediately, taking out his phone and sending, in succession, a text, a tweet, and a desperate phone call. He faintly registered the s**t about stripping. And even with all that, he went and made sure himself.
This was, to be fair, maybe about the 20th time Rep had been
a. Left bleeding to death in some out-of-the-way part of the facility by other hunters
b. Come back from a mission with his limbs near torn off by monsters
c. Threatened to be put down permanently by the staff
When Harrison returned, it was with an even heavier glower, after he had time to register Zoe's elaborate ******** stripper riddle and grabbed a sweater from Jordan's side of the closet. The sweater was extremely tasteful, and an ambiguous dark color that Jordan would know the name of, like mahogany or sveltreusequoise. It would make Harrison look like he had a scholarship somewhere, if his face did not also look like he fought tigers for a living.
"Rep's okay," he said very flatly. The look he gave Oz a lot darker than Oz's clothes.
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