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 Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 11:15 pm
Stormy nodded sagely and pat his shoulder sympathetically. "My condolences," was all she got to say, as if someone had died, before Mark came back on the megaphone.
Yesssss, maybe the portal gun wasn't a washout! She wanted to pump a fist in the air excitedly, but Mark's next intrsuctions through her for a loop.
Oh . . . Oh my. It was one thing to play pretend with an invisible actress and wholly another to interact with other people. Stormy found herself stiffening with some anxiety as Mark assigned them pairs at random - though in her case, either the division assistant 's finger had spasmed, or . . . Nope, she had two partners instead of one. Twice the embarrassment. Oh God, she hoped neither of them recognized her in her normal form after this.
Shuffling over to Marcus and Dis, she began to wring her shirt out and hastily put it back on; suddenly walking around topless wasn't so fun anymore. "I-I'm actually a girl, so I don't mind being . . .Yeah." Aca-awkward. "If there's two of us, we could try to, um . . . take . . . advantage of it . . . ?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 11:59 pm
Ah! So it was someone who knew him. Candace grinned and nodded. "The one and only~." He giggled. Wait, he giggled? Awkward. He smiled warmly at Roland and waved as he led Nevada away. "Just lay here looking gravely injured and remember your lines." He waited for Nevada to get down on the ground before he followed him down, sitting on his hands and knees and leaning over Nevada with a worried look, his lips pouting--did his ears just twitch? No, that couldn't be possible. They were fake. "Oh gosh! Are you okay? I hope I can help, I have these bandages." He held up an invisible box of bandages. "Just lie still and I'll nurse you back to health, Nevada-chan." Candace tried not to make a face just then. Where the hell did that chan come from?
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 12:08 am
Still filming, Robert flickered his gaze down at Petro for a second, before returning to the scene at hand. "Nah." His voice was quiet. Even. "Not this time. Whatever is bugging these guys today, I don't wanna catch it. Besides, it's all for some damn computers. You know how sick I am of computers, right now? If I don't see another computer in my life, it'll be too soon." It certainly sounded like a plausible response. He clicked the record off of his phone, and put the device away. Then his arms wrapped fully around his male wife, the lack of feminine curves all but forgotten. "Besides. I like it here. With you." He murmured against her ear. "Everybody else can ******** off. I'm only here for the show."
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 12:20 am
 As Jerry realized Leon had moved on, he also realized his glasses were probably still at the bottom of the pool. Well... hell. "Ah... Solia?" He wasn't sure he had met a Solia before! At least if he wasn't blind he still would have trouble finding the person. Just... pretend he could see. IT WAS ACTING.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 12:29 am
Melvin frowned at the new task. "They make it sound like Life and Moon are full of women." Which wasn't in the least bit true. Looking at Rep and Harrison, who had still been nauseating to look at, he waved them a goodbye before heading over and finding Marcus (or someone who vaguely resembled him but better looking).
Another person he didn't know came up to and admitted she was a woman. "Yeah, but you're a guy now." He told her. Woman or not, she still had junk between her legs.
He looked at the pair. "Okay, if you're volunteering to be a sexy nurse, then that still leaves the topic of if you want two victims or two nurses." He crossed his arms, looking at Marcus and waiting for his input on the matter to see what he wanted to volunteer for. "I'm in Life so I at least know how to bandage someone, but they don't seem to be going for realism here." He glanced at the prop bike.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 2:35 am
Jason is Confused Jason uses amnesia! Jason's brain power has increased Jason still has a idea of whats going on! 'I think that guy has a crush on me' it wasn't hard to come to that conclusion judging by the flustered and fast speech the guy was using. Came Zanth's mock display of surprise. He had a pretty good hunch on what was going on here but he wasn't going to let Jason in on the joke. It was far to entertaining just to watch.
And to the weapons extreme delight, things were going to get more entertaining. Jason read the list and had to do a double take. He was...paired up with TWO people?
And he had to act out the whole scene by as if he was turned on by two women (who were actual dudes).
someone might get jealous>
The thought made the moon trainee quake in his boots. Bishie or not, he didn't want to get pummeled by anyone.
"Ahh...Madeline? Harrison?" He called out to the crowd. Harrison wasn't to hard to find, but he hadn't met Madeline before.
iStoleYurVamps I'M SORRY I WAS AT WORK OTL
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 6:45 am
Dis was no longer going to get the time of day, the weapon really like to test boundaries. Turning over a new leaf was a test, and part of that test was questioning if it was fair to leave marcus without a weapon to use. "Again, I don't think having Nid hang out with you is a good idea. scratch that, I don't think anyone hanging out with you is a good idea." he gave the golem a push to the side and stared at marcus. "I have nothing but pity for you, except when you and Cass get intimate." he was always going to look after his little sister/brother. The talk over Mark's megaphone over the rumored portal gun caught his attention as he swerved around to hear more from the grunge hunter and his face fell flat at the topics dismissal with a new one. the talk of the next scene and how horribly cheesy it sounded. "great all I need is a female cost-" the words died in his mouth as the jedi master pointed to him and rep without even a second glance and moved on. Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no ohno This could not be happening. Why didn't he choose Rep with Harrison or something? that would have gotten him the most natural looking patch up in the scene. But no. Mark had to be Mr. Difficult and choose him. Mark had a death wish, it was simple. Mark just got tired of Caelius and was committing hunter suicide. Try as he might, Mark did not seem to want to question his 'awesome' decisions and raising a protest would not help. It was just the way it had to be. Rep already demanded his attention as the boxer stared back. "I'm trying to get one of these computers too, so i can conduct research away form the labs. It looks as if we are going to have no choice but to do this." he mused aloud, sighing and muttering a curse in the air before turning to the sun hunter again. "So............... how are we going to do this?" and swear to the gods above, if the ginger said he wanted to be on top, there was going to be a murder. a murder filled with sparkles.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 7:00 am
Rep didn't normally hate Mark. The guy had some kind of fellowship to him, some sort of one selfish braggart to another sort of thing. But today it was really ******** hard to like him. At the very least it looked like Leon was in the same boat insofar as the computers went and that the other hunter wouldn't completely ******** destroy his chances.
It didn't mean this would be any less nightmarish, or awkward.
He weighed up his options. On one hand he insisted he was the heroic guy and tried to get Leon to be the b***h. This had about as much chance of success, he figured, as politely asking the sun not to come up might have. Probably wasn't going to ******** happen. On the other hand, he let himself be the ******** woman and just take whatever derision that meant.
It reminded him of the trial golems all over again. He could re-rail his brain due female when it came down to it, like awful boob status effects, but that didn't mean it was pleasant, or comfortable. He was going to look like a ******** multiple personality patient.
"I guess we act out whatever he said." he muttered gruffly, looking away. "And I guess I have to be the one with the ******** motorbike."
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 7:12 am
Mark must have not gotten the memo that at one point, the boxer harbored an intense hatred for the ginger that was borderline sadistic. Now it was only mild irritation. Still, the fact that Rep wasn't going to blow this because of it, gave the brunette some solace.
It didn't help that he was going to have to act out a flirtatious scene with the man.
The guy who was also engaged. and that the other party was present.
Yep, that can end only so well. "well on the plus side, you get a sweet ride." he tried to put a positive spin on it, jerking a thumb over to the said glorious ride. "and i get free first aid out of this. "
and trauma.
so. much. trauma. "Lets get this over with, with our dignities intact." he said with a sigh and flopped down on the floor with a thud.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 7:29 am
Rep gave Leon a dismal look that said without actually speaking that he doubted anyone was getting out of this dignity intact.
"Just mind I'm doing this for the PCs." he said, more for his own motivational benefit than anything else.
Think Vegas Rep. Think Queen. he told himself. It had been easy when he had actually been a woman. This body wasn't so different, lacking all the comfortable masculinity he was used to, practically a woman in it's sparkly smoothness and lean build. It was doable.
Jerry had told him it was bad to disassociate, but sometimes you just had to go to a happy little place in your own mind for a while. And he did, taking a slow deep breath, something about his posture changing, the usual irritable slouch altering as he stood up straight, throwing back his shoulders. When he sauntered over to Leon's side, it was with sway. Growing up around primarily prostitutes had taught him quite bit - if the entirely wrong things.
He laid one hand on top of the other and rested both on a knee as he leaned down in what could only be called a solicitation posture. If he'd had boobs it would have been cleavage time. "Hey there ~" he purred, his voice just a fraction higher and more emotive than usual. "Are you alriight honey?" He held out the bandages. "Because I could certainly mend those washboard abs, it would be a shame to see them get hurt."
Kneeling down, he got to about the fastest bandaging of his life, the kind of bandaging that would make even Harrison proud. It was amazing what a motivator very specific kinds of situations were.
"Can you stand now?" he said, still with that husky out of breath edge, offering his hand.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 7:53 am
dear sweet merciful heavens.
To say that he was stunned did the word no honor in Leon's mind. The amount of self control that Rep was going to use for those laptops was scary. He wondered if the guy had some acting lessons, the way that he went about changing himself in a matter of a minute was something to beheld.
Who the hell was this version of Reid? He knew he had the face of fish on, wide eyed and staring like the redhead grew and extra skull and started singing 'all that jazz'. He was going to have to step up his game, right from the get go because dammit, Rep really was laying it all on the line.
it took a few seconds to wipe the look of shock from his features, schooling it into one of mild discomfort, wincing as he propped himself up on an elbow, right into Rep's flat chest.
He was going to have to imagine a pair of cantaloupes, ripe and firm. "I'm fine" he grunted in reply, attempting to get up and survey the area, looking for where the damsel and the shooter went. Anywhere that wasn't the provocative position the sun hunter was putting himself in. "This is nothing, there are bigger fish to fry."
He tried to wave the costar away, giving up once rep began to bandage with a speed and precision over his injured chest. The occasional brushing of fingertips on his skin followed by the smooth, stretchy bandage. His tongue felt heavy in his mouth, but the lead body part had to move. "You didn't happen to see where a couple of nefarious people went in this area, have you?" he had to ask, gladly accepting the hand and pushing himself up to meet, face to face.
Eye to eye and barely a few inches between them. "How you can manage to fix some one up with nary a hair out of place is a skill." complimenting the girl/not girl and giving Rep a careful glance. a warm smile.
this was just too creepy.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 8:11 am
iStoleYurVamps Text to Marcus: Full Homo Because it was okay with Marcus. :,D
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 8:12 am
It got easier the longer he did it. This wasn't reassuring, there was some fear that in surrendering himself to this bizarre other self he would not only undo all the manly posturing he'd spent the last year doing, but that he wouldn't be able to come back again. He couldn't afford to panic, Leon was keeping it together, it was a challenge, that was all. Like facing down some mad roaring dragon, just with a lot more self control.
Besides, he wasn't there, not really, it was like watching someone familiar yet not so.
It was about as close to Leon as he'd probably been in his life.
Wide eyed, he put on his best helpless look, raising a hand to his chest anxiously - after all, bitches were useless for the most part when it came to anything that wasn't sexual wiles right? And this was a legit question. "Nefarious people? You mean that scary horseman and the little lady he was carrying off? Yes I saw them! They were scary." he pouted, before brightening. "Are you going to save the day?"Clasping his hands and bouncing on the spot he all but sparkled with excitement.
At the compliment though, the excitement shifted into a blush - blushing was ******** easy today thanks to whatever status was in the air - and he looked away. He waved a hand in a dainty dismissive gesture. "Oh you. It's nothing at all, it's the least I could do for someone as handsome and brave as you are."
Another sultry look, a lingering brilliant blue stare because tension was important.
And then he turned with a flourish. "It's not the only thing I can do for you though honey!" he said, swaggering over to the motorbike prop and throwing a leg over, making sure to sit far back on it, leaving the handles free. He gave the boxer a half lidded smile. "One of my strong guy friends left his bike here! We can catch up to them. I'm sure riding is nothing to someone as well travelled as you." He winked, honest to ******** god winked.
He tried not to think of the words b***h seat as he patted the space in front of him.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 10:09 am
Marcus looked at Stormy while Dis was busy cackling. A finger rose. "One, I'm noting going to take advantage of anything." A second finger. "And two, if you want to be the nurse that's fine." Dis came up and went back to draping himself over the moonhunter. "He likes having hands on him, don't you my Marcus?"Marcus was slowly mastering his pokerface. Melvin's arrival and question got a nod. "Technically, it's Mark. Two guys and one girl... or two girls and one guy. In theory, twos girls 'healing' one guys is more cinematic favored." He used finger quotes. "....As much as I hate to admit Dis is sort of right, he is in the sense that I don't mind people having to touch me." Said vampire's hands were dangerously low. "Above the belt." Hands smacked away, Dis pouted, opting to circle the two trainees. "If we want to win we need to go for basically sex appeal, and catering to Mark's bullshit" Pulling off his shirt again, Marcus was resigned to his fate of 'acting'. "A computer is good leverage."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 10:11 am
Marcus's text got a quick glance, then a sigh. Nyxtsuki Moon Text to Dakota: Really Dakota? Really? Nyxtsuki Moon Text to Dakota: Fine. Full Homo.
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