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 Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 3:33 pm
((Um Krazy? ...Does that mean Dakota landed in the kitchen...? I'm sorry...I wasn't sure what to make of that. sweatdrop ))
Sasha raised an eyebrow, but mentally shrugged. The girl was still smoking, and if she was still willing then whatever, they'd talk later. Now, she may have been slightly a slut, but Sasha also befriended most of her lays. Those who weren't jealous people. And she was good at talking, with her mouth almost as well as her hands. But the vocal 'talking' would have to wait. "Okay then, baby, lead the way." She got that seductive look in her eye that she knew was practically irresitable.
Ainsley looked up from her book, thankful for the distraction. The slow deterioration of Algernon's intelligence had started, and she was already starting to feel the slight burning beneath her eyes that always came before crying. "It's called, Flowers for Algernon." She said, holding up the book, "It's about a human experiment. They increase first a bunny's intelligence then a man's. Originally he's a janitor who's mentally retarded and can barely read. After the experiment however, he is producing incredible experiments, writing acclaimed novels, that type of thing." She left out the climax of the part, feeling that it deserved to be a surprise if it was one of the books she read to her later.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 3:51 pm
Nicky finally was shocked by this. With the switch had awaken her morals. Was this really alright? She hid her red face in her hands. She peeked through her fingers as she bit hard on her lower lip. "Okay..." She put her hands down and started to walk. She couldn't cool down her face as she kept biting her lower lip.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 3:52 pm
((Hey, my friend has a RP and he's looking for recruits, but the RP is in a different guild. If you want to check it out, it's Junsei-Nikkou Village.)) "Oh, God. You're reading Flowers for Algernon? That was so sad. I cried through the whole end," Aya said, looking up from her manga.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 4:11 pm
Anna looked between Aya and Ainsley. Then she cocked her head and said, "Okay then, so the guy gets cancer. And he dies. And so does everyone else, except the bunny. And then the bunny dies too." Anna had a fairly morbid mind. Actually, scratch the polite act. She had a pretty goddamned dark 'n scary mind.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 5:12 pm
((na she kind of fell towards the front of the house...it was kind of for any person who needed some one to talk to...*hint hint* BI
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 5:20 pm
((But...Yoh is...like...taking a shower...>.>))
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 10:33 am
((...well I thought Id try......))
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 8:25 pm
Sasha raised an elegant, perfectly manicured eyebrow as Nicky turned. She managed to resist smacking her bottom, instead thinking about the change. Don't get her wrong, she liked the virgin thing just as much as the next person. It was just that someone doesn't just go backwards and become a virgin. Thankfully, staring at her new 'friend's' bottom, distracted Sasha, and she turned her thoughts to ways of entertaining the two of them.
Ainsley shook her head. "No, that's not the sad part. It's that the intelligence that the scientists managed to give him starts to deteriorate. And he gets warning of it because Algernon, the bunny, was given the treatment before him." She licked her lips, trying to keep her voice completely level. She did not want Lysander to start teasing her about that. "And the saddest part is that only Algernon gets 'flowers.' When he slowly returns to his retarded self, he is left by his new friends, his girlfriend, those who honored him. Now that he was stupid again, he's forgotten."
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 2:47 pm
((I'm so sorry everyone! My mom has needed intense care and my computer busted down and everything fell apart and...
Wait a minute, I'm wasting people's time here. ********. Anyway, I'm sorry for being gone but I have at least ten excuses; none of which you need to hear. Just know that I'm back with a VENGEANCE (or at least cake).))
For a bit, Mort had stared out a window, oblivious to the chatter around him. Eventually the landscape blended into a multicolored blur as his eyes slowly closed. With barely a yawn he slipped into unconsciousness as those around him droned on.
For a bit he tossed a little in the soft cushion of his seat, twisting this way and that. The seat belt didn't twist around him as it should have because he was too thin and sinewy. Eventually he fell to the floor with a soft thump and lay there among the feet of his peers.
"Huhhhhh....SNK!" His head shot up as the car hit a bump in the road, waking him from his peaceful slumber. For a few disoriented moments he snapped his head back and forth like a cornered animal. "What's going on? They're not kidnapping me for ransom money again are they?!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 4:33 pm
[[ah it's short... XP.]]
Nicky looked up at Sasha and smiled lightly. Then she turned back as her mind was rushing its self. Taking a deep breath, she let out her hair, really preferring it that way. She then placed her hands in front of her to stretch some.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 5:04 pm
Anna looked at Mort as he sat up suddenly. She had noticed him falling asleep, but that had put a little less pressure on her. However, when he sat up and mentioned ransom, she couldn't help but start laughing. She hadn't laughed in quite a while. Not that she remembered, anyway. She might've laughed on this trip somewhere, but if she hadn't, it wasn't a real laugh like this was. It was loud, but it was light and airy. She couldn't help it. There was something so hilarious about him asking if he was being kidnapped again. Again being the key word. "No, no ransom money is related to this. I do believe you came here of your own free will, but I can't be sure." She managed out when she was quite finished.
And then the phone rang.
Anna hadn't really noticed the car phone before. She had, sort of, but she hadn't really paid attention to it. She picked it up now, answering it. "Hello?" She listened to whoever was on the other end for 30 seconds or so, then said: "I have a friend who would really love to talk to you. Just a second." Then she took it from her ear and placed her hand over the mouth receiver. "OK, we're going to play a game to pass the time. It's called, 'mess with the telemarketer'. It's really mean, but it's also fun as hell. Anyone interested?" She was grinning like an idiot now. Whenever she started laughing, she laughed for a long time, and afterwards she was really psyched. It often made her seem slightly off her onion, but that was alright. Off her onion was better than being a 'pissy little brat'.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 8:28 pm
Lysander had been laying dormant, even through Mort's little escapade, until, even through his headphones, he heard the word 'telemarketer'. He sat quickly at attention, ripping off his headphones. He became very excited, almost comparable to a big, lumbering dog that hadn't seen it's master for a day or two.
"Telemarketer? Did I hear the word telemarketer?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 8:45 am
Anna was making a note to herself. It was, pretty much: Note to self. STOP SMILING, YOU IDIOT. She didn't pay attention to that note, though. "Yep! And we're going to torment him to the ends of the earth and see how long he hangs onto this bandwagon. You wanna try? Wait, I'm going first." She removed her hand from the speaker, then placed it back to her head. "Saaaaaaay, did you know that tie looks great on you?"
There was a stunned sort of reply from the other person.
"Yep, yep, but it would look better if you weren't wearing it...or your shirt. Or any of your clothes in general. Actually, I strongly suggest stripping and running through the front lobby of your company and waving your arms, screaming 'I'm a chicken I'm a chicken I'm a chicken'. It's great for stress relief. Huh? Hang on, there's someone who reeeeeeally wants to talk to you." Anna had covered her mouth to keep herself composed, and handed the phone to Lysander. "Your turn."
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 12:48 pm
Lysander snatched the phone and started talking. Heh. Telemarketers.
"Oh, I'm sorry. That was just my little sister. She's... a... got issues."
Lysander listened to the telemarketer, who, hilariously enough, turned out to be female. They spoke for a little bit, then Lysander started getting to the torment.
"So, uh, are you free tonight?"
There was another stunned response from the telemarketer, and they muttered something about being married.
"Oh, I'm pretty sure we could work something out. Y'know, the things I would do to you..."
Lysander kept going, getting the telemarketer more and more flustered. Ah, the wonderful things to do to telemarketers. After a good deal of torment, Lysander covered the speaker and held it in the middle.
"Who's next?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 4:06 pm
Mort's face crinkled into a smile as he realized what they were doing. Like an excited child he bounced up and down.
"I wanna try! I wanna try!"
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