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 Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 12:07 pm
((This is a continuation of this rp.))
Aeolus rolled his eyes, and looked at the rock. The glow had faded and it look like an ordinary rock now. "Theia, don't be ridiculous. There are very little chances of a meteor landing on an island and landing right where we just were but it just happened too. There is no such thing as aliens and I'll believe it when I see it." He sighed, maybe he should just let her believe what she wants to? But if he did that then... she might try to drag him into anothr one of her crazy adventure ideas!Paris gulped and slowly made his way over to them and the rock. What was that thing? Why had it glowed green? Why did it choose to land here? Was it really aliens? Oh, so many questions and wondered boggled his brain. He must have got it from his momma.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 12:15 pm
 Theia blinked,"It can't be concidence! There must be a reason behind it! There's only one chance in a billion that the meteor should land exactly where we was!" She paused, her eyes alight with curiousity,"It must be the aliens! They are probably trying to communicate with! Perhaps they are warning us of a great danger of flying rocks or maybe they have mission for us!" She bounced up and down excitedly,"Yes, a MISSION to save the world from flying boulders! Theia to the rescue!!!!!!!!!!!"Juliet followed her brother to the rock. What was it? Ah well, whatever. "Mother, Father, is it not act three of the play now?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 12:19 pm
Aeolus blinked and nodded to his daughter, then turned back to Theia. "Theia, the impossible always happens when I'm around you, there probably isn't a reason behind it, and if there was I'm sure they'd give us a less life-threatening message. Now let's get back to the play and then we'll worry about it. Kay?" He nodded slightly and slowly, trying to make sure she understood. He looked towards Juliet again and waited for her to go through almost the entire first scene.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 12:30 pm
Juliet nodded and said as Benvolio,"I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire: The day is hot, the Capulets abroad, And, if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl; For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring." Then as Mercutio, she responded,"Thou art like one of those fellows that when he enters the confines of a tavern claps me his sword upon the table and says 'God send me no need of thee!' and by the operation of the second cup draws it on the drawer, when indeed there is no need." Responding as Benvolio,"Am I like such a fellow?" Then began the conversation between 'Benvolio' and 'Mercutio'.
"There has to be a reason in it, shouldn't there? Anyways, nothing iz impossible! Tis FATE! Yush, fate, fate, fate." She gave a stout little nod, and paused as she said,"The message was life-threatening?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 12:34 pm
Aeolus nodded, "yes, it could have killed us if I hadn't pushed us out of the way." Then he said Romeo's lines for her after "Tybalt" spoke, "Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee doth much excuse the appertaining rage to such a greeting: villain am I none; therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not."
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 12:39 pm
Juliet blinked, that was quite a large time skip, but she shrugged it off as she responded as Tybalt,"Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries That thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw."
"Really?" asked Theia, tilting her head rather puzzled and listened to Juliet's lines a bit,"Romeo and Tybalt know how to draw? I didn't know that. What medium do they use? Pencil? Pen? Charcoal? Watercolor? Oil pastel?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 12:52 pm
"I do protest, I never injured thee, but love thee better than thou canst devise, till thou shalt know the reason of my love: and so, good Capulet,--which name I tender as dearly as my own,--be satisfied." Pbt, Romeo was too dumb and lovestruck to realize Tybalt meant buisness.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 1:00 pm
"O calm, dishonourable, vile submission! Alla stoccata carries it away." Juliet said as Mercutio and snatched a twig from the ground and brandishing it, "Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk?" Then responding as Tybalt,"What wouldst thou have with me?" As Mercutio,"Good king of cats, nothing but one of your nine lives; that I mean to make bold withal, and as you shall use me hereafter, drybeat the rest of the eight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcher by the ears? make haste, lest mine be about your ears ere it be out." "I am for you." responded 'Tybalt' drawing the 'sword'.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 1:03 pm
"Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up." He couldn't wait to see that bas- er, bustard, Tybalt, die. It was always his favorite moment in the play, next to Romeo taking the poison and Juliet killing herself. Oh yes, how he loved to watch fools die.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 1:11 pm
"Come, sir, your passado." 'Mercutio' cried and brandished the 'sword' as he fought a seemly invisible enemy, sometimes swatting Father in the face by accident, and when that happened, there was always a small squeak of 'Sorry!' and continued sword fighting.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 1:48 pm
"Draw, Benvolio; beat down their weapons. Gentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage! Tybalt, Mercutio, the prince expressly hath forbidden bandying in Verona streets: hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio!" Aeolus tried not to make a bitter face, knowing Juliet wasn't swatting his face on purpose... or was she?
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 2:04 pm
Juliet struck under Aeolus's arm at 'Mercutio' and ran away, only to return a few moments later as Mercutio,"I am hurt. A plague o' both your houses! I am sped. Is he gone, and hath nothing?" Then responding as Benvolio,"What, art thou hurt?" "Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch; marry, 'tis enough. Where is my page? Go, villain, fetch a surgeon."
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 2:06 pm
"Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much." Romeo, what a fool, oh yes, he couldn't wait for Romeo to die, as it was his fault the most humerous character in the play has died.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 2:08 pm
"No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but 'tis enough,'twill serve: ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o' both your houses! 'Zounds, a dog, a rat, a mouse, a cat, to scratch a man to death! a braggart, a rogue, a villain, that fights by the book of arithmetic! Why the devil came you between us? I was hurt under your arm." 'Mercutio' responded.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 2:10 pm
"I thought all for the best." Stupid Romeo. Well, at least Mercutio's "plague" worked in the end.
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