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Romantic Conversationalist
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 Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 1:06 pm
[ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ]
Not expecting the notoriously foul-smelling bum to hand her the cat, Sarah held onto the feline with her hands clutching its sides and staring at it. Seeing the beady eyes blink back at her, she chuckled softly and stroke the top of its fur. At first it was a wary little fella. Who wouldn't be after getting choked to death by her comrade, Alice? One could be traumatized, even distrustful of humans. Upon knowing that, her mind became set because of the circumstances that if Lord Xing was going to recruit this feline, then it must not be scared of humans or anyone of their people. Hence the sudden sparkling eyes that appeared in the normally calm Sarah. She then began to whisper, "It's okay...It's okay..." in a repeating process, while scratching behind his ears and underneath his chin. This process transpired for about a minute before she heard a purring noise come from the cat. Now satisfied, as if she completed an unthinkable mission, she was going to present it to Lord Xing.
Until she heard a sniffle with a feeble attempt of her name.
"...Sarah?"
Both Sarah and Simeous turned their gaze over to the young woman, Alice. Sarah's eyes widened to see her mental state that had transgressed into a small child. When seeing the tears come to her eyes and Alice's longing look at the cat, she couldn't help but be sorry for her comrade. Bringing up the cat to Sarah's own eye level, she stared intently at it. She did remember that Alice had a few animals die on her, even if she loved them greatly. Now speculating why, Sarah seemed to utterly forget that Alice hugged her animals to death...literally.
Sighing, Sarah smiled weakly at Alice.
"Okay. Okay. Here you go."
Coming over to her, she knelt down and placed Simeous into her arms. Petting the top of the cat's head in a sortof-farewell, she stepped back away, not knowing that she had returned the cat to its killer.
[[ I hope this is alright! Yay for first attempt but it was fun. Now...I want you to play...Alice. Nah! Simeous the Cat again! Okay, right now, because of being saved through C.P.R., you are thankful for those around you. But you still can't help but feel the fear around your demon girl. Still. Because of being save, you feel inclined to give them a chance. ]]
[ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ]
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 11:05 pm
Well sure being resurrected by a bum breathing bad air into your mouth was quite bad, heck it was down right dispictable, but the events that transgressed next were by far amazing. Simeous luck finally turned around as the angel girl started to pet him. He could do nothing but to purr! Oh he felt like he was in heaven now! Finally he could die happy-
Regretting his choice of words always came about the second he uttered them, as now his bad luck struck again. There before him was the demon girl, and she looked to want him... Actually were those tears coming from her eyes? It started to tear at his heart! Oh why fate should he now have to actually start feeling sorry for the person who killed him! Well thinking back on it, she did kill him by hugging him to death, perhaps not the worst way to go, but still she killed him! Yet those eyes... oh those eyes...
As the angel girl handed him off to his once demise, he could not help but hope that things would turn out differently this time. Well for a short moment it did, the girl started to pet his head softly and gentle as though he was a sacred object. Ah to feel such rejoice of your tormentor, could it be ever so wrong? No of course not! With that, he started to purr, letting his body vibrate with glee... however the girl started to notice that the cat was happy. So she gave him an extra tight hug!
"Can't breathe!" He thought to himself... yet just before the world darkened, she lightened up her hold on him as the angel girl came back over to pet him. "Whew", another close call... yet somehow he could not help but feel like his life was still sitting on an edge. Perhaps it was because a man on top of a throne was looking down at him, and deciding his fate...
[[Well I am glad everyone is having fun ^_^. Well it looks like there will be more fun thrown into the mix when the next person shall be Lord Xing. He shall decide the fate of the little feline. Perhaps the man has had bad experience with cats, or perhaps he couldn't be more so overjoyed to see his followers happy about an animal, and think it'll make a fine addition. Whatever the case, it shall be yours to decide. So have fun with it ^_^]]
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 1:22 pm
Xing watched over these matters with very little interest, his eyes closing as he waited for a pause in all the excitement; knowing he wouldn’t get much by any other means.
“Alice.”
His tone was somewhat harsh as he spoke her name, knowing the childlike girl was well… Childish. With one movement he motioned for the girl to come to his side, the cat in her hands smelling wet and very dirty; however the feline did have rather beautiful eyes and soft looking fur. Xing watched her slow footsteps as she walked to his high throne, her cheeks still moist over the tears she had spilt over this poor little straggler.
“I can see that this cat has been given another chance by fate. I will allow you to keep it if only for recruitment, after all who doesn’t like kitties?”
His hands extended and ran along Simeous’ rather dirty coat, dust particles coming into the air and producing a sneeze from the lord himself. It would need to be cared for, the cat and his newest follower; it was unbecoming of a kingdom to already be collecting filth.
((I do believe that the lord might be suggesting something, however the next poster will assume the position and take over Val.))
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 8:26 pm
Reconnaissance was never an easy job for the Protectors of the city, being a highly underground organization and all. You get the peace of mind that you know you're doing a good job, but rarely were the materials ever what one asked for. In fact... 'bot' is the codeword for 'Box of Tape' in which one of the lower members were sent out in disguise. They picked this handy little technique up from a certain game Marth played... He always said it worked really well when trying to hide from the special forces, but many of the people who work under him were very skeptical. At any rate, he thought THIS was the ultimate technique for undercover operations! After all, who would suspect a humble box to contain something within it, much less a person?
Valerye was the typical pick for this mark, being that she was the smallest and all, but never once was she actually lobbed in there. Even now with the box in hand she did not go alone. The faint memory of those vile wretches fumed about her mind as the the doors finally swished open and the two gently took their steps outside.
The truth was... Valerye is claustrophobic, which is why she never took this venture herself. Instead, dear old Lance would give her a hand, the perfect candidate in her mind to send out into the field. He had, on numerous occasions, been sent to do the most simple of jobs, to fulfill the most meager of demands. It was his point in life, the most potent way to use him, and Valerye was the only one who knew just how to do it.
Lance gazed at her intently, the thoughts of her flourishing smile coming setting him in a restless tussle back and forth. If it wasn't for that sweet, delicate voice and its passionate twine driving down to his very core, the man felt there would be no reason to even breathe for another day. Yes... that voice... Valerye herself wasn't much that he cared for, but how she commanded him around, how her tone set him off... it was enough for any man with commitment to die for! Of course sadly, blinded by this, he often disregarded the clarity of the true impact of what it was she truly asked.
"Lance..." Her voice sounded off softly for a smooth moment, the cardboard making flaps as it crinkled over his head. "Your doing the heavy lifting now, there will be no more backup where you go." Her voice became a bit more stern, though still fragrant with that melodic charm she so held as her own, that passion that was her intensity still rising through the air. "Those malevolent girls are the only thing in my..." She caught herself for a moment, giving a slight cough to cover up her tracks. "Our way to that Deviously (delicious) young leader of theirs. You are our only hope! Go and try to get a better view on what they are saying so that we may further our plans of stopping this fiends once and for all! ((And then Lord Xing will have no choice but to align me on his side, and I will forever be the hubby to rub his tummy instead!))"
She grinned maliciously to herself as she crammed that box down over Lance's head, ensuring that most of what it could cover on the large man kept strung together. Of course a few extra trash bags helped to keep the portion of his legs hidden that stuck out, but it meant he would need to move a little slower than usual. Now with the doors closed behind and Val sending him off, Lance would face the world alone with nothing but a box, some bags, and a receiver in his ear.
((You shall be our 'bot' Lance simply abiding by his simple orders. You will arrive at the scene not far away from the bum where you will receive commands from one of the protectors of your choice. It could be Val trying to push him to eliminate the girls or a conversation with Marth arguing that his codename should be snake and that he should get a controller. Of course, this is all up to you.))
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Romantic Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 7:09 pm
Oh that wondrous voice! It was charming, soft and pure heavenly to him. Even as the large card box was pushed over Lance's head and around his body, and the feel of the trash bags tightening his legs, he was beginning to feel good about himself. He did not conjure in his mind that Valerye was jealous of the two women or that Lord Xing was incredibly attractive, all he heard was the way she said his name and announced what she wanted him to do. Of course, even as the card box covered his upper body and face, his countenance would've been nearly blank, but he was a man, and the way women commanded men... Most of the time it was enticing in those cases.
This was definitely one of them cases! Lance may be silent, but he was a dreamer. Though he may not like Valerye as of yet, he was beginning to think that this feeling, though it may end up to be brief, could resemble that of love. Oh, it was going to get better-
"VROOM!"
"What in the world?!"
The moment he was hearing the sweet voice of his comrade, the next, he could've sworn that a car just drove by him at speeds that would rival a racecar! What was happening here? What was he doing on all four feet, crawling in the darkness? He remembered vaguely at that moment of a card box...only to realize it was around him! What was happening? Why could he feel- plastic bags! Oh yes, he remembered them being placed around his legs. What was his mission again? He had to think about this...
In the middle of a street for that matter.
"VROOM- SCREEEEEECH!"
A car was about to run over the card board box and bags that now was in the middle of the street. Luckily, the driver floored the breaks and swerved the car to the right, the bumper striking the box and sending it flying towards a garbage bin, creating fear and confusion within the depths of Lance's mind! He did not know which way to move. Was it the right? Was it the left side. For heaven's sake, how was he supposed to know when everything was spinning?!
Finally, he hit a wall, bounced off of it, hit a dumpster then landed behind it in a cramped space. Rubbing the back of his head since he could only bend his arms so much despite the rest of his aching body, he hit the receiver in his ear and glared forward. Darkness. How was he supposed to see or hear what they are saying if all he could hear was the panting of his breath? Thinking up a plan, he reached to his side and soon drew out a knife. Slowly and steadily, he punctured holes, letting light in and was surprised to see that he was a good distance away from Lord Xing, but enough for him to see and hear them clearly.
He grinned. This was surely going to get him a promotion or something good if he got some juicy information! Finally, he knew what was happening. Crouching more, he chuckled in his mind. But that was soon gone as he coughed silently, gagging on the garbage stench that now filled the cardboard box.
For every good idea, there are consequences.
[[ Okay well that was interesting! Lol. Hmm. I want you to play Valerye because of the fact that she was watching this the whole time! You should be at least a little bit worried about Lance but really, you can't help but feel the jealousy angst surge into her at the sight of the two women. Soooo... Let's see what she has poor Lance the Bot do now. =D ]
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 8:16 pm
Jaw dropping open action, she could not believe what she saw before her eyes. Some car had sped its way through the streets, and somehow ended up knocking Lance right into a garbage can well within reach of Lord Xing. He succeeded! Yes! Perhaps dead, but he succeeded! His ear piece was still intact, she was sure of it, it was actually the only thing the company really invested their money in to actually last, and any agent who went out on the field received one to place in their ear. So even if Lance laid dead on the ground it really wouldn't of posed a problem for her, she would be able to overhear everything just fine, meaning she could spy on to the two girls. Finally she would get some dirt on them and be able to rid them of her scrumptious man, her eyes drifted towards Lord Xing. Yes today was a glorious day ind-
"Snake! Snake, speak to me!" Marth hollered over the ear piece, his voice frantic, and with only a second of a pause he yelled once more, "Snake!"
"Shut up Marth," Val said as she tried to eavesdrop on the conversation, but it was too hard to hear anything besides the over emotional Marth crying and yelling out snake over and over again.
"What? Oh you mean me, yeah I am still alive," yet even when Lance spoke, the man continued to blabber.
"Oh if only I had the power to control, none of this would of happened! Oh snake! Why?!"
"I am alive!" Lance yelled out loudly, even to the point that Val could hear him clearly across the street without the receiver. Everyone's... well to Val the only one she noticed was lord xing, but everyone's eyes drifted towards the garbage can.
"You stupid idiot, you sure know how to mess up a good thing!" Her voice overbearing on the voice piece. How could he be so idiotic to just yell while he was in the perfect hiding spot! What kind of idiot was he?... Crap, just then she realized she yelled to, and she was still in partial view from the street, so quickly she dove under a parked car... It seemed like she was able to get out of the way before any of their eyes came back to her, so she was safe, but what would happen to dear old Lance? Actually who cares about Lance, what would happen to Lord Xing... 'if he gets hurt because of this, I'll make you pay in the afterlife Lance' she muttered to her self as she continued to hide.
[[Well think you're Lance? Hah no! So Lord Xing right? Nope again! You're going to be Simeous!!!!! Yes Just deserts! Lol just kidding you're going to be Sarah! That's right, you're just minding your own business praising Lord Xing, when out of nowhere the garbage can shouted "I am alive!" Pecuilar eh? Well that's exactly why you're playing Sarah, let us see what odd events shall unfold next ^_^]]
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Skunk Blossoms Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 8:19 pm
'I am alive'? Where the hell did that come from? Sarah thought curiously, it was such an odd statement, and the voice ccame from no where. Wait, was that box moving?
Sarah stared at the somewhat large cardboard box at the opening of the alleyway. It was an odd sight to see since it seemed to be moving, and the fact that the angsty voice that had called out 'I am alive!' had come from it's general direction. Could boxes talk nowadays? Heck, Sarah didn't know, she'd seen stranger things and she couldn't doubt these kinds of silly things anymore.
"Sarah," Lord Xing's strong voice called to her, and she nodded a response to him, accepting her duty. She took long strides as she walked, shaking her head on the way. How silly was this whole event? She had to admit, though, that it was peculiar. After watching the box slightly quiver, Sarah nudged it roughly with her foot. The box responded with a slight huff, and she raised a suspicious eyebrow.
Sliding her fingers under the edge of the box, she began to lift it, but before she could reveal the person.. Or object beneath the box, she was tugged around the corner of the building. Out of sight from her comrades, Sarah struggled to get away from the smothering arms of her abductor, and her yells were muffled from the manicured hand that covered her mouth.
She had no idea that a jealous young woman had snuck up behind her with vengeful intentions.
{Hmmm.. Lance or Valerye? Or maybe a concerned Lord Xing? Perhaps Alice? The bum? I guess I'll make you be Sarah's abductor, eh? ^^" You will play as Valerye.}
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 6:37 am
A jealous woman indeed! For as she snuck up on Lance, all Valerye could think of was how the wretched woman's voice was clogging up the lines. Val was nearly half-way across the street ((out of sight from Xing and the sort)) before she realized something...
The car came back to finish the job!
But it wasn't Lance that the car was after, no no! In fact, from the very start it was Val that the crazed vehicle was after, the vroom vroom of diabolical plenty that often stalked her on her way home, forcing her to sleep in the office most nights out of sheer fear of grasping ever so tightly onto life! RUN VALERYE RUN!!! Down the street and away from the scene as that nasty little vroom vroom came a rumbling down the line. What a poor driver it was... for on the way back it took another swag at Lance, bumping the trash can against the wall, giving it a nice ricochet over to a few feet away from our fabled Lord Xing! Poor Lance... this just goes to prove that cars have poor depth perception after all.
Of course... you can imagine the confusion that would often follow a scene like this. An agent kidnapped... a strange man rolling around in a trash can... several charges of vehicular manslaughter which will only likely rise as the pages go on...
And all Lord Xing could think of after all was said and done was this. 'Why couldn't they have taken Alice?'
Clearing his throat, he'd rise tall, like the true worldly figure that he is, representing all that is right in the world, for only when you turn left is it the right path. So rather than pointing towards the direction the two went, he would point towards the opposite direction and issue these commands. "Quick! After them! Only the right path shall lead you to victory!"((Ah, yes, how the cookies have crumbled. It is quiet unfortunate that you are allergic to cookies, for kitty cats are not allowed to have sweet, sweet chocolate. Yes, that's right, you shall play as the ever loving Alice who shall likely follow the Lord's will ever so obediently, perhaps taking our little allergic friend with her on such ventures. After all, the right path is always the right path unless if it is the left path.)) Edit: ((slightly edited for a 2% increase in humor and literacy.))
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 7:22 pm
[[Reservation of the reservity of reserve ^_^]]
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 9:37 am
<(' '<) Reserved since nobody else seems interested (>' ')>
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