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 Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 1:58 am
Well, this place used to be a reasonably quality liquor store. That was then. Now, it's a broken down, junked kind of place, all the windows and s**t are shattered, the giant neon sign smashed up and torn off of it's tower....
"So, shall we go out galavanting about the town, perhaps?"
"Why not, my good friend. Let us go out for a night of revelry and chaos."
Skello stumbled drunkenly out the door of the place, leaning heavily on the doorframe before stepping out into the parking lot...Jakko laged behind, ransaking the shelves for any leftover alcohol....
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 2:01 am
It was somewhat amazing, what could happen when one wasn't paying attention. A small form, of a child looking no more than sixteen, slipped through the aisles of the liquor store. His hips had a slight sway to it, almost like a woman. His body was clad with a full body-suit, which didn't seem to have a zipper at all. If it was really form clinging, it would show that he was slightly muscular, though very lithe. His hair was shock white, and fell into his eyes. His eyes were a deep, dark red. The kind of red that not many had ever seen before.
The form travelled through slowly, and tilted it's head when it came upon the one searching for alcohol.
"Why does one drink alcohol?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 2:06 am
"Ah, that's an easy one, my dear little child. So that one can do such interesting tricks as this..."
With that, Jakko upended a bottle of vodka into his flaming grimace of a mouth. A second later, his entire jackolantern head burst into the flame for a few moments before returning to normal.
"Entertaining, is it not? Besides, what is such a child doing here of all places?
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 2:17 am
"Curious. A man with a Pumpkin for a head. I can only surmise the possibilities."
He seemed unphased by the specticle, moving around a few pieces of trash on the ground, and a bit closer to the man. He seemed to avoid answering the question.
"But, what practical use does it apply? Unfortunately, a good show would hardly be something required in your repertoir. However, it might create a distraction for you partner, outside. Of course, that is of no concern if he is too inebriated to function properly. He hadn't even noticed me remove a swatch of his clothing."
He held out a piece of the clothing. For some odd reason, it seemed he had indeed taken a piece.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 2:29 am
"Ahh...Skello, Skello. Indeed, it seems that he has had too much for his poor system. He is rather sickly, is he not?"
Outside, Skello was relieving himself of what meager intestinal contents he had, violently combusting a heap of trash in the process...
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 2:33 am
Skello? Such an odd name. I surmise you must be... 'Jacko.' My preclivities to such a nomenclated theme are many in number."
He paused near to him, raising a hand to run a finger over to pumpkin head, as he circled around here.
"Moreso, I would like to know how you function as a sentient being. It seems your brain... is on fire. In normal beings, that would be a fatal occurence."
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