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 Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 8:19 pm
Bionic, who had not moved for whatever reason, fell onto the floor. The hit was enough to wake him up. "Wait, what? What happened?"
((I curse you, school, and your ability to make me non-posty!!!))
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 3:47 am
Monoe laughed a little bit, smiling.
[[you're forgetting who her mother is XD She's like the opposite. Nothing dark or crazy freaks her out in the smallest. If anything, she likes it, since it contributes to her odd, huge imagination.]]
Monoe opened up the cart, and saw a little paper bag lunch, which smelled rotten.
"Eeeeee...."
The only other thing inside of the cart was a large book, which she thumbed through.
"Nnnnnn..."
She rubbed her temples and a medium-sized plate of real shrimp alfredo was on top of the cart.
She began to eat it, as she was starving, but looked up at Ecchymos.
"Oh, excuse me. I, uh, can make imagination reality. I'm not like the Lady; I can bend physics."
She giggled as she ate more of it.
"But I can make it ultra-delicious! And give people food for free! I'm a charity worker, you know."
~*~
Ann smiled.
"Thank you."
She took a picture of him after taking out a random camera, as she ran up to the crystal room again.
"I'll add you to my list of non-enemies. You're the fourth!"
[[omg lol she's so paranoid.]]
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 2:23 pm
Ecchymos laughed. "Could you create anything? Because then I doubt that this lovely tournament would have as many competitors." Even though he was talking to Monoe, he kept his eyes fixed intently on her food. As Ecchymos watched, the shrimp on Monoe's plate writhed and shaped themselves into little wriggling humans.
~*~
Vhozd continued up the stairs. As he passed the Crystal room, he tossed the spybeast towards Adrian and Rufus. He put the body parts into Ecchymos' room and stood around. The Master hadn't given him any instructions on what to do when he was done dropping off the new flesh. He sat down on the bed with a loud thump followed by a louder crack. He bed crumpled under his weight and he hastily lifted it up and put the splintered legs back into place. The Master would be able to fix it. He always could. Vhozd sat heavily onto the floor and leaned against a wall.
[[I want someone to try and get into Ecchy's room so I can make a 'Vhozd takes care of the place while The Master's away' joke.]]
~*~
Wadsworth stuffed the entire canister of salt into his face [[literally this time]] and began to suck out the contents.
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 2:29 pm
Monoe froze for a second in what seemed to be terror, but then she grinned.
"Oh, look! Something to add to my menu..."
She wrote it down on a sticky note.
"Grandpa would love this. Thank you!"
She went over and lightly hugged Ecchymos.
"You're thin. You should eat more! that''s what the free food is for, after all."
[[LOL!]]
~*~
Parapaleejo crept down towards the rooms.
"I smell an intruder."
She knocked on the door.
"Hey, intruder. Open up before I force myself in."
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 2:47 pm
Ecchymos' already grim visage darkened. "Fun. And..." He brightened, his frown turning upside down. "In fact, I AM somewhat hungry. Could you make any food? For example a corpse? Fresh, if possible."
~*~
Vhozd, being the beneficent Living Armour that he is, goes to the door and opens it to a scowling Parapaleejo. He didn't want anyone to be angry, so he began miming as hard as he could that he wasn't the intruder, and to talk to Ecchymos, downstairs. Unfortunately for both Vhozd and Parapaleejo, he isn't a very good mime.
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 2:50 pm
Monoe thought about this, and opened a portal.
"Grandpa has enough anyways..."
She used her foot to kick open the latch of the cart.
"It's in there."
She blinked.
"I should prolly stop hugging you, huh, mister?"
[[XD]]
~*~
Parapaleejo took out a razor.
"Uhm...?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 4:37 pm
Miss Lovely Rita [[no offense, Bionic, but can you stop dodging EVERY hit? |D;;;]] Viola sensed something in the air. "It's..." She broke off from Demitri and then ran absently to one location. "He..." She ran towards the main reception room. "...It's Mr. Monkeypaw..." ~*~ Mocha, similarly hypnotized, ran away from William, in the same exact sync as Viola. ~*~ The Master's voice was heard on the projection screen. "Due to rotting away, Millie's slot has been cleaned. Dimitri has been moved to slot 4, and Viola is now legalized in the tournament. And welcome, Mr. Monkeypaw." ~*~ Mocha and Viola, horrified to be impolite to whoever this man was, bowed at his feet. A somewhat tall man with black-as-a-void pants/tophat/shoes/peacoat stood in front of them. He had white gloves, and a white mask on a stick with the face of a rabbit, but the ears curved back towards his back. He had jet-black hair, like Montblanc, with a similar length. ".....hmm." He looked down at Viola and Mocha. "Neither of you are Her b*****d children. In fact, you..." He looked down at Viola. "You're Montblanc's direct child, right?" "Youngest out of four, M-Mister Monkeypaw." Mr. Monkeypaw looked down at Mocha. "And you...?" "His grandchild. You're my great-grandfather... Mister Monkeypaw." The man took off his mask. His eye sockets/eyes were missing, but the rest of his face was intact. He passed the mask over his face, and he instantly had three mouths and two sideways eyes. The women running away screaming, Mr. Monkeypaw smiled morosely and left. "No b*****d children of my whorish wife here..." [[I could imagine Jack Monkeypaw and Wadsworth being good friends...]] [[I blame the gamez I got for Christmas for making me not post.]] Though he was standing back, William immediately took off after Mocha when she fled from the freakish newcomer. Not only because he needed to stand by her, to make sure nothing else bad happened to her, but also because anything that could make Mocha bow, then run away like that had to be bad news. "Hey, Mocha! Slow down! I can't run worth a damn in this armor!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 4:50 pm
Vhozd grabbed Parapaleejo's hand (the one holding the razor, ouch) and began to lead her to The Mater.
~*~
Ecchymos smiled and picked up the corpse, grunting from the effort despite its lightness. "Thank you..." [[If you can't tell, he's asking Monoe her name]] he said, extending a withered hand to Monoe. before she could take it, however, Vhozd poked him in the back. he spun angrily, before jumping slightly at the sight of the similarly monotone-clad Parapaleejo. His head spun 360 degrees, stopping at Parapaleejo and Monoe. [[he can do this because he has no bones. He just manipulates a human-shaped hunk of flesh.]]
"Sisters? And Vhozd, take this." Vhozd took the corpse from The Master and slung it over his shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 4:56 pm
Mocha saw William.
"Oh, Mr. Jack isn't here. Someone drove him off..."
She saw Monoe.
"Ah-HA!...wait... who is she?"
Monoe shook her head.
"Parapaleejo's a Japanese schoolgirl from Earth. A kappa drained out all her blood, like my daddy. Aunt Mocha designed both our outfits, though..."
Mocha gasped.
"That's one of...!"
Mocha stomped over to Monoe, pointing at her.
"YOU! What're you doing with my cor--- err, my father's corpses?!"
Monoe shrugged.
"Someone asked for one."
"That's for my necromancy, you dolt!"
"S-Sorry, Aunt Mocha..."
"What?! And this place has a cafeteria, you don't need to be here!"
She smacked Monoe up the side of the head.
"Fool!"
Monoe fell to the ground, obviously not resistant to such things.
Mocha yanked at the corpse's hand.
"It... is... mine..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 5:06 pm
Heratik was on his way to the coffin room, grumbling to himself [[i think that makes sense...]]
"WhY dOEs It SeEM THat wE RUn oUt oF EnErgY sO FaST? It WAsN'T LonG aGO wHeN I CoUld TeAr pEoPle dOwn By tHe ThOUsaNds..."
"That was when they couldn't fight back, these people obviously posses a power equal to our own."
"I tAKe THat iN OffENsE HumAn, cOmPaRIng Me tO THeSe dUlL, OrdINAry, PoIntLeSs, MagGoTs!!"
Heratik stepped into the coffin room. He looked around for a bit, contemplating about something. He non-epically changed into the demon and started to give off what seemed to be black fumes. They spread around the room, starting to harden into a webbing like substance. Soon the entire coffin room was coated with a black, purplish web, leaving a bit of space from the door to a "chamber" like area in the middle. He gave a low, menacing chuckle as he crawled backwards through the web and vanished in the darkness.
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 5:15 pm
Thinking Mocha should be able to get the corpse back on her own, William turned his attention to Vhozd. He stared at him for a minute.
Finally, he spoke, "Nice armor you've got there. Hardly any weak spots."
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 5:18 pm
Vhozd yanked the corpse out of Mocha's grip, holding it to his chest protectively. Ecchymos' head swiveled to see the newcomer. "And what would one su... [[ch as you require with corpses?]]" His eyes locked on William. "Ah, a fellow necromancer, I see." [[Where Ecchy's from, necromancers have a hierarchy based loosely on minions. Living Armour are the lowest class minion. Ecchy assumes that William is a Living Armour. Ecchy would have moved up to some sort of Horror, if Vhozd wasn't made from the flesh of his best friend.]] "But could I not use this corpse?" He produced a dagger and chopped off one of the corpses fingers. This he held in his hands and it morphed into a fleshy rose, which he gave to Mocha. [[Gifts are traditional among fleshcrafters.]] "And it is bad form to hurt one so young. I usually have my minions keep children alive..." [[Infant flesh is elastic enough to be used as fill on a finished creature. (even the best fleshcrafter screws up sometimes) It works better the fresher it is, so most skilled necromancers keep a couple live children on hand.]]
Vhozd, while keeping a tight hold on the corpse, attempted to sign surprise at William's ability to speak.
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 5:23 pm
Mocha was repulsed, and stomped on it to make it go away.
"EEEWWW! EW EW EW EW EW EW--"
[[REJECTED]]
She stepped back.
"...wait a second, you're a lich!"
[[OMG PLOT TWIST]]
She looked down at Monoe.
"You! What are you doing, raiding my father's vaults?"
"I'm his g-granddaughter... I-I got lost in a timeslip..."
Mocha's mind then clicked, and then she kneeled down.
"I-I didn't know. What did..."
She giggled.
"What did I name you?"
"...you aren't my mother."
Mocha kicked her, making Monoe screech in pain.
"Then who? Jikoku and Robin? Chryseis and Salem-- oh wait, that isn't possible."
Monoe shook her head, and Mocha gasped.
"Leon?"
"No... just.... never mind... please... my body hurts..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 5:36 pm
[[what a waste of good flesh.]]
"And you aren't. Why would a fleshcrafter have no modifications? Or maybe they're hidden behind that mask of yours. Ohh, or is the 'mask' your face?" [[Ecchy can talk a bout modification for HOURS. They traditionally fleshcraft themselves a little bit. Amount of modification is a secondary indicator of power.]] He bent to help up Monoe.
~*~
Over Monoe, Wadsworth waved spasmodically at William.
"Hi there, Billy-boy!"
Wadsworth then leaned in towards Mocha conspiratorially.
"She's Pregger's daughter. Smells just like her."
He said this loudly though, so everyone could hear.
[['Spasmodically' is word that usually fits Wadsworth]]
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 5:38 pm
William immediately lost interest in Vhozd when Ecchymos offered Mocha the rose.
"Just what in the hell do you think you're doing? And why in God's name are you here?", he said as his hand shot for the chain that was below the collar on his armor.
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