|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 9:36 pm
Noodle giggled, then continued on in English.
"But-uh you guys, would miss-uh me right? And Mur-u Doc-u? Maybe I can get over him-uh and his...um... prostitutes...
But-uh just the thought make-uh me sick! I want to...um... grow older quick-uh! Oh well..."
She looked up at him and smiled.
"Thankoo, Russ-uh!"
Noodle jumped on him with a hug, threw her body back on the bed, and stared at the ceiling. She wondered what Murdoc would think if he heard this conversation. And what was that noise in the vents? Weird...
Jumping off the bed, she waved goodbye to Russel and scampered back to her room, wondering what her two guests were doing.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 8:18 am
"Yeah, we'd miss you if you left. No doubt about that." Russel replied to her question, then listened and watched as Noodle hugged him, said some more, and left.
Russel just shrugged, a small smile on his lips. Suddenly, his stomach rumbled like a mother ********' earthquake man! IT RUMBLED! "Damn, I'm hungry. To the kitchen." he said to himself as he got up, heading to said room. In the process, he passed by the doorway of Noodle's room.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 10:59 am
((Suggestion! (for some reason, the post style won't show up on this computer) This is mainly for the people who can post more than once a day. I've noticed that a few times, someone was (or nearly was) left out for a bit because they take longer to post than others. So, I suggest that, when your character does an action that affects more than one character, wait to post untill all of them get a chance to respond. I know some people like to use their posts, as, say, a bookmark, to know where they left off. If you want to continue to do that, here's another thing I came up with; instead of saying that your character is waiting for a responce, or something of the like, just post bookmark in ooc. This also helps another thing. You don't have to post that you're going to leave for the night, or something like that. The only time I'll ask you to post your future absence is if you're going to be gone for 2 weeks or more. That can help cut down on clutter in the RP. Thanks for reading, and for RPing! xd ))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 7:27 pm
"OI CORTEZ, YER NOT BEIN' ANNOYIN' ENOUGH!" Murdoc yelled up the vent, practically throwing his back out in the process.
He stood, slouched over, for a few minutes, his eyes unfocused, his head fuzzy. Cortez would find his way out eventually. And if he didn't, Murdoc could always net himself another one from the flock that had taken to shitting all over Kong's exterior.
God, it was like four in the morning, though. He couldn't remember the last time he had slept, since the lights were on (where they worked) 24-7. The perfect time for breakfast, he thought.
Dragging his feet, he wandered off to the kitchen. He could really use some instant noodles or something.♥ {Gºpop}™
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 5:34 pm
Noodle was about to open the door to her room but cringed at the thought of the girl in there. She still couldn't accept the fact that she was, in Noodle brain, thought to be a prostitute at one point.
Besides, she heard showering and didn't want to be a burden.
She had to get her thoughts straight, and seeing the girl she hated at one time wasn't really going to help, so she decided to go to the kitchen. And she should remember to keep away from Murdoc. She headed for the kitchen to eat some sushi she keeps in her secret fridge where Murdoc and 2D are too dumb to look:
In the vegetable compartment of the fridge.
She took the long way around to the kitchen, walking with slow, long strides.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 9:39 am
The last time they'd gone grocery shopping? Murdoc couldn't remember, he realized, as he dug through the kitchen cabinents for something that wasn't partially liquified or growing green fuzz. That, and their organizational skills were a little out of whack. A mallet, a few empty pill bottles, a model plane. On the shelf with the canned goods? Wot?
He eventually found a box of cereal that 2D hadn't devoured/left open to get stale yet.
SCORE. CLAIMED.♥ {Gºpop}™
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 2:46 pm
Her mind had been knocked into a spiraling mess of confusion once more , somehow the time span of fifteen minutes finding itself capable of being lost in the blink of an eye . Standing in the exact place she'd been as before , the woman now heard the sound of running water from the next room ; the little girl from the carpark must of beat her to the shower . Suspecting that an average wash would take at least the next few minutes , Jo sleepily tried to decide what she should do whilst waiting her turn .
The rather obnoxious banging in the air vent certainly was one place to start .
Blinking franticly as she tried to rid herself of the nasty glaze over her eyes , Genevieve mumbled a raspy groan as she dragged her feet towards the horrible racket . Kneeling down , she found the covering to the air vent - a few sharp tugs and bleeding fingers would loosen it - and don'cha know it , the thing popped right off . Exhaling a grunt , the woman crouched down even further and reached as deeply inside the air vent as she could . With a few moments of blindly swatting her hand back and forth , she finally hit something other than metal , immediately after the sharp pain of claws sinking into her flesh racing all the way up to her neck .
With this , Jo sunk her teeth into her lower lip . Jerking her arm back out of the vent , she found just what had caused the blasted problem - some banged up gnarly crow , gaw'damnit all . Slamming her arm repeatedly against the wall in an attempt to get the little ******** off [ although in the process making even a louder racket than the poor creature had caused itself ] , the room was filled with a chorus of high - pitched screeching that would make your own ears bleed . Using her other hand , Jo clamped her fist around the creature's beak , the crow flapping its wings rapidly while inky black feathers scattered in a storm about the room . After a few moments , the beast finally stopped with the convulsions , only a small twitch of its neck signaling it was still alive .
Clamoring back onto her feet , the woman darted out of the room in a slur of dirt and feathers , feet falling heavy against the mossy flooring . Followed by the sound of slamming doorways and crumbling cement , she eventually found ol' Murdoc in his current place in the kitchen .
Holding up the wretched creature , blood from her arm dripping down onto it as well as the ground , the woman sneered as she wiped the flecks of red from her cheek .
"You been missin' your Love Dove ?" she said , popping her lips as she tossed the bird down towards the table . It managed to flap its wings a couple times mid - air , but as it hit the table all it did was turn in circles as its legs kicked in a spiraling motion .
Bringing a fist to her mouth as she let out a dry cough , Gen waved her finger in the air as she slowly regained enough oxygen in her lungs to speak . "Noice kitchen decore . 'Tis lovely ," she said before turning on her heel and disappearing into the hallway in search of Noo - duh - roo's room once more .
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 8:12 pm
"CORTEZ! Ker-raist, what the hell...?" Murdoc barked, leaning over his raven, who seemed to be in the process of having some kind of mental breakdown. "Mate, I've sent you up into th' vents and y' haven't gotten creamed BEFORE! Hell..." He stroked Cortez's mangy head, who let out a disdainful noise, which could be roughly translated as 'Leave me alone, mofo.'
"But we're still cool, right?" He continued, extending his hand. Cortez nipped at it, and continued to spin. "Good to know. Thanks mate. When y' come off that...breakdancing thing I'll go outside wiv you."
After a moment to process everything, Murdoc tucked the cereal box under his arm (because honestly, if he didn't take his conquest with him, someone would eat it) and trailed off down the hall after Gen.
"Yeah, I did it meself. So, ah." He coughed. "How y' like it 'ere? Seriously, once the royalty cheque comes in, we'll get th' lights back on an' stuff, like."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 3:23 pm
"Oooo , and what a palace it shall be ," she said , sarcasm mixing with the tired frustration of forgetting which room she'd been in yet only fifteen seconds beforehand . Slamming open a nearby doorway off to her right , upon seeing it was some dusty storeroom she bolted off down the hallway once more without caring so much as to shut the door again . Repeating this process quite a few more times , Gen finally refound her previous occupance of Noo - duh - roo's bedroom , huffing a breath as she walked through the entreeway .
Eyes sandy and sleepy , with her head tilted towards a shoulder and mouth slightly agape in dumb fascination , the woman stared dully towards the big - assed bloody hole that took up such a large amount of space on the cement walling before her . Gawd , she didn't remember that being there before .
"Aye . What the ******** wit' t'zombies , mahn ? Like, why ?" she mumbled , refocusing her view so to see the endless mob of undead still filtering on the outside lawn . Taking a few steps forward , Gen leaned across the chunks of broken cement so to look down upon them , dangerously close to fallen down two stories but not much of a mind to care . One rather green - skinned one of the shambling groaners placed a ways near the edge of the building looked up at her , mucus and blood spurting from its mouth like a ruddy fountain . Some type of shrooms had taken to growing on its neck as well . Toothy grin ripping across her face , Genevieve flickered her fingers in a wave at the poor scum .
Mister Zombie Salesman then proceeded to tear off his left arm and toss it with unlikely force up towards the dirt brushed woman . Ducking out of the way just as a torn sleeve brushed against her hair , she had to give him credit for the effort ; he was dead , after all .
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 1:27 pm
Murasaki leaned against a wall, thinking. 'What the hell should I do?'
She looked down at her feet, and pulled a knife out of her boot suddenly. "Why the hell am I wearing boots?" she asked the empty air.
They looked like a pair of 2D's boots, and she knew she didn't have any. "I have got to stop taking his pills." she shook her head.
"Well, here goes." she sprinted out towards her car, stabbing her knife through zombie heads, barely noticing the blood that gushed out as they fell, moaning, to the ground. She made it to her car and popped the trunk, pulling out a katana and dropping the knife inside, slamming it shut.
"Die, you dead bastards!!" she cried as she sliced heads open like tulips.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 8:39 pm
Right before arriving to the kitchen, she noticed that Murdoc and a certain someone were blocking the hallway. A zombie arm lay on the ground. Thinking fast, she pulled open a nearby wardrobe, muck dripping from the ceiling, old hinges creaking loudly. She scowled in silence.
I hope they didn't hear that.
Noodle felt bad for eavesdropping, but she had to stay hidden.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 4:00 pm
Ruki strolled out of the private bathroom, dressed in a pale green bathrobe. A purple towel was laying lazily over her head, and she carried her old, filthy clothes on one arm. She was using her other hand to rub the towel over her hair.
"Hey, is Noodle back? I wanted to ask 'bout some clothes, and-..." Ruki stoped when the towel moved back enough for her to clearly see who was in the room. She was frozen once again.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 7:21 pm
Not yet getting a response from ol' Mudsie , the woman turned on her heel sharply so to watch the disembodied zombie - arm fly across the room ; she swore that the sound of cracking wood was to be heard down across the hallway , but her slight suspicious was immediately disregarded as a certain little girl waltzed out of the steamy bathroom and now clad in a rather fresh looking bathrobe .
"Ch'alrigh' ! You're already out ? Frickin' win , mahn - 'smy turn ," Gen said in her usual gravel , now strangely bursting with a sense of excitement that yet wasn't tainted with her customary air of sarcasm . Without the time to even batter and eyelash , the dirtied woman darted off towards the bathroom door , not wanting to waste a moment in scrubbing off zombie blood and grime as the lock clicked behind her .
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 7:46 pm
"HRMFH. Wha...?" Murdoc snapped out of his ugly green head, befuddled. He had just zoned out for a few seconds, and all of a sudden the new girls seemed to have switched places. Some kind of creak had roused him. Gen was gone, and that little timid one looked like she was about to have a heart attack. Noodle was contorting her way into a cabinet.
Murdoc laaaazily swaggered over and gave the door a sharp tap with his knuckle.
"Whadd'ye doin' in there, Houdini?"
He smirked.
"Or...do I not want t' know?"/color]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 8:34 pm
She opened the door and slid out so that only one half of her face was visible.
"I was...um...trying to find-uh my boots?", she said, a sorry attempt at a lie. She opened the door all the way and jumped out.
She stared at her her feet and shuffled them. "I am sorry for-uh the things I said-uh before, Mur-u Doc-u." She looked up. "You forgive, yes?".
Count on Murdoc to think she was doing something unmentionable in the closet. She mentally rolled her eyes.
Yet, for some reason, Noodle felt nervous around him sometimes. Maybe it was because he was a drunk and a former drugattic, or because he was the one of the most uncaring, unsensitive men she ever met.
Or maybe it was because he always walked 'round in his undies.
Yeah, that's probably it.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
