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 Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 2:13 pm
*Yoshi felt rather shocked that nobody wanted pie, so he decided that it would be a good plan to lose his appetite and fit in. He turned his attention glumly to the man with the pistol.*
Oh look. He has a gun.
He looks friendly.
Your concept of "friendly" is frayed and useless.
And thus superior.
Ask him if he wants pie.
Common, we're over the pie already.
Well, it'll rot in our pockets.
That's implying it hasn't already.
It's a flintlock. I'm not worried.
Well, there are the odds that it'll fire correctly.
"Sir, perhaps you may be able to answer our questions under the promise that we'll answer yours, but an alleyway is a severely inconvenient place to do so. Plus, we're outside, sans a hiding place. It seems that being so has a tendency to end badly."
*Yoshi sighed, sick of the act, and wiped his mouth with his right wrist, gashing his cheek as his blade slid across it. He winced heavily, both of the realization and of his own shame at his stupidity. He unbuckled his blade, placing it to the side and pressed his hand against the wound.* "And I appear to be a hazard to myself..." Yoshi whispered, getting to his feet to lean against a wall, now bleeding profusely.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 1:00 pm
The old man looked around and the group, his face stricken with disbelief "John...No..He can't die...He....Goddamit!" The man twitch and looked away to hide his face. "Well...I won't let John's death be in vain, you all come with me, we have little time, we must leave." The old man waddled down the alleyway. "Oh yes, I'm Yang Sung, a Sage, so trust shouldn't be an issue here. Now please, we must hurry." He continued to waddle down the alleyway.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 5:01 pm
The boy nodded his head to the Sage and followed him, dragging is tail on the ground sadly as he went. But as he kept looking at Yang Sung's waddle walk, he couldn't help from laughing silently; he's only seen odd birds waddle in that way before! Finding it too amusing, he started immitating the old man's waddle patern right behind him, his mouth covered by his hand in attempt to stiffle his laughter. And whenever the Sage turned his head, the boy would quickly walk in a normal way, looking in another direction, trying not to smile too much. Looks like he still had that quick emotionnal-switch on.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 8:31 pm
Typpi hurried after the others, staying quiet. He blinked back and forth between Miku and the Sage. He couldn't help but smirk faintly for a moment, but stopped himself short of laughing. It seemed to distract him from their impending doom for the moment, at least. And any good humor at a time like this was welcome.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 8:38 pm
Mori had been watching the group from a rooftop, not like he would be seen though... See, he wasn't visible right now, he had concentrated his energy into a 'chameleon' type spell. He blended in with what was around him, it also masked his 'aura' of life. Once the group began to move he jumped down, landing on the ground with no noise.
He wouldn't be able to hold his current form to long, but he figured it best for now...
Learn about your companions... Stay hidden incase anything goes wrong... Then reveal yourself.
So he walked quietly, trailing slightly behind the group...
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 4:42 pm
Yang Sun continued to waddle, looking over his shoulder at Miku every now and then, he felt like he was being watched, that normaly wasn't good when your planet was infested with evil, silent creatures ready to eat your soul. He gripped his flintlock tighter as his eyes traced every inch of scenary infront of him. Waddle waddle wallde.
Finally the Sage stopped at a large metal garage door. He looked over his shoulders, down both ends of the Allyway to make sure no one was watching them. He tapped on the side of the frame and a pannel slide open. Beep beep Bop Beep Bop bop beep boob The garage door slowly slide open, the engine inside sounded like it was being strained as it lifted the heavy door. "Quickly now...Inside...."
He quickly waddled over to a big red Tool Cuboard. He opened it and started to go threw it. "Nope..." He said and tossed out a screw driver behind him... Then another....then another....and another....
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 6:43 pm
[Soooo sorry for making everyone wait for so long! You could've posted something you know! O__o;; I should be able to come online as much as before now (if parents aren't gonna limit the pc for the summer crying )]
Miku looked up the metal door and blinked at the old sage as he punched in the security code, his tail swishing lazily. He walked into the old garage as the door opened, his eyes lighting up at the sight of all the old junk that layed everywhere. He approached a pile of oddly shaped objects when he heard the sound of metal hitting the floor.
He looked back to see old Yang carelessly throwing screw drivers behind him. Curious, he walked towards the sage, dodging the thrown tools, and peeked inside the cupboard when he was beside the old man. "What are you looking for, Mister Sun? Can I help you?" he asked, then chose a tool at random, a metal filer, and threw it behind him, giggling. "This is fun!" He picked a wrench and did the same as the other tool.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:45 pm
Had been following closely, and stopped for a while when Yang began to go through a set of tools. Then he made a mistake, slowly moving closer, to see what he was looking for.
WHACK!
Mori stumbled back, lost his chameleon spell, and fell hard onto his rear with an 'oomph.'
"Watch where you throw your tools old man." He wasn't calling him old to be rude, just stating a fact. Mori reached up to rub at a spot on the side of his head, luckily he hadn't been de-hooded, so his face head was still hidden quite nicely.
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