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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 5:30 pm
Okay, so his joke was a little tactless and crude, but there was no reason for the date to throw his drink in his face. Seriously, there was ******** ice in that cup, now tossed into his eyes, mixed in with booze.
"What the ********?" Typhon shouted back. He couldn't see too well - his eyes were burning with the sting of the alcohol and the sharp coldness of the ice - but he could tell that the bouncer by the door was giving him a harsh look. Was he flicking him off? Or was he seeing doubles? No - that was two fingers, two strikes.
s**t, it wasn't his fault that the date didn't like his joke. Some people are so ******** off," Typhon growled to the date. For a speed dating event, he didn't imagine so many of these dates would go so terribly!
It was still fairly early when, all at once, an alarm somewhere in the building started to go off, Ilmenite's buzzer going haywire and then shutting down. It was a careful little scene; someone running up to his table to whisper in his ear, and maybe the General hamming it up a bit as his eyes widened and he stood, suddenly, all at once.
"Everyone, I'm being told we have to -- to evacuate the building." God help him, but Ilmenite was a terrible actor. Not that it mattered much; most of the civilians were too woozy to really notice, and would need help being escorted out onto the street.
"There's a gas leak in the building." And this would explain that little problem neatly, in the morning; not a Negaverse attack, no, simply gas that muddled memories and left people headachy, tired. Hungover.
He gestured toward the door, meaningfully. "Everyone out! Leave your paperwork behind, and we'll salvage what we can. If anyone near you needs help, please give them a hand to get them out and at least across the street."
And, of course, this would end the event -- for the civilians, at least.
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Silent Spy
Your Username: Silent Spy Officer's Name: Super Sailor Typhon Officer's Rank: Super Corrupted
Sylent Nyte
Your Username: Sylent Nyte Officer's Name: Vanadinite Officer's Rank: Lieutenant
Rejam
Your Username: Rejam Officer's Name: Bornite Officer's Rank: Lieutenant
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Beejoux
Your Username: Beejoux Officer's Name: Xenotime Officer's Rank: Captain
kurotomato
Your Username: kurotomato Officer's Name: Aurostibite Officer's Rank: Lieutenant
Indubitably
Your Username: Indubitably Officer's Name: Thyone, of Hedonism Officer's Rank: Super
Your Username: ChibiGingi Officer's Name: Mica Officer's Rank: Captain
(Guessing if we have multiples to put them in the same one?)
Your Username: ChibiGingi Officer's Name: Buddingtonite Officer's Rank: Captain
OOC NOTE:
If you haven't been booted yet, feel free to write a post getting yourself out! At Midnight EST tomorrow, all Negaverse agents will be expected to return for the crowning of a winner, including those who were bounced, so you can make one more post!
Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 9:20 pm
Haley Jones / Ricky Cunningham
"Come on Ricky," Haley motioned to her friend in a rush. The two of them were pretty drained and tired from the exhausting endless cycle of dates - or because of the gas leak, apparently. It was days like that that she was happy she always packed a bowl on her. She hurried off with the southern boy away from the area, neither of them having found any sort of luck in the dating arena.
Super Sailor Typhon
Typhon hurried out at the gas leak, but didn't venture off too far - he knew he'd have to return shortly for Ilmenite.
Even though she knew the signal for the end of the event, it still startled Acanthite a little when the news popped and everyone started to jump up to leave.
Maybe partly because she had done such a crappy job at actually stealing energy.
"s**t," she muttered nervously, rubbing her bottom lip as she moved to the exit. Too nervous at it being the dark senshi's first time taking energy, and also the girl's first speed-dating event, or something, probably tempered with her early warning. Acanthite had half-forgotten, half been afraid to make too overt an attempt, to try again to take energy.
She did have some contact information, at least, from one cute guy, one irritatingly friendly guy, and a girl who was a little too excited at meeting an actual Japanese girl in an actual lolita outfit. Two of them Acanthite decided she would feel no remorse at tracking down later for more invested energy attempts in less public places. But otherwise, she did not have much of anything to show for the night.
Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 12:03 pm
Silent Spy
Your Username: Silent Spy Officer's Name: Super Sailor Typhon Officer's Rank: Super Corrupted
Sylent Nyte
Your Username: Sylent Nyte Officer's Name: Vanadinite Officer's Rank: Lieutenant
Rejam
Your Username: Rejam Officer's Name: Bornite Officer's Rank: Lieutenant
biggrin
Beejoux
Your Username: Beejoux Officer's Name: Xenotime Officer's Rank: Captain
kurotomato
Your Username: kurotomato Officer's Name: Aurostibite Officer's Rank: Lieutenant
Indubitably
Your Username: Indubitably Officer's Name: Thyone, of Hedonism Officer's Rank: Super
Your Username: ChibiGingi Officer's Name: Mica Officer's Rank: Captain
(Guessing if we have multiples to put them in the same one?)
Your Username: ChibiGingi Officer's Name: Buddingtonite Officer's Rank: Captain
An hour after the place was evacuated, most of the civs shoved into cabs or into each others arms to find their way home again, all the Agents and Corrupts were expected back at the catering hall to check in -- the remaining booze lined up along the bar as an enticing reward for their participation. Altogether Ilmenite -- settled on a stool with his elbows on the counter -- was pleased with the results, with how fresh-faced recruits had taken to the task at hand.
Before any of them could take a drink, themselves, they were pointed to a jar at the end of the counter, into which all collected energy was dropped. A young Lieutenant took the tally, marking down names and numbers, eyes flicking up to the participants as they settled in.
"Well. Hopefully the refresher helped." Ilmenite stood, as things quieted some, grabbing the list and grinning widely as he stared down at it. "...though you all should be ashamed. It looks like you were shown up by a senshi."
For a moment, Ilmenite rooted around behind the bar. He came up with a plastic pin: something out of a dollar store bin, it looked like, a star cheaply covered with metallic paint. With two fingers, he gestured Typhon out of the crowd and attached it to his tie. It didn't close right. Two days, and it would probably be lost. Oh well.
"Congratulations, Typhon." Was there a dry edge behind his tone? Perhaps. "And everyone else, too. Next time, maybe, someone can beat you at this exercise."
He let go of the senshi's tie, and pointed to the booze and mixers on the bar. "We should get this all out of here, so take what you like, and that wraps this up."
OOC: This marks the official end of the event! Hopefully you all had fun, even if there were some blips that I'll take into consideration for next time, if I run one of these again. For the curious, here was the final tally as I marked it down:
Typhon: 18 Thyone: 5 Mica: 3 Buddy: 1 Acanthite: 0 Bornite: -1 (4, then BOUNCED: -5) Vanadinite: -1 (4, then BOUNCED: -5) Xenotime: -5 (0, then BOUNCED: -5)
If you still need some words to make this count, feel free to congratulate [or grump at] Typhon for winning, and steal some of the leftover booze from the bar before leaving!
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