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 Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 7:46 pm
((Posting order is rather loose, just jump in whenever? <3 ))
Scheelite was really living up to that whole gerbil on crack description he often got. The night had already been rather eventful. Children attacked, star seed eaten, partner confronted. Rather eventful indeed! And now here he was, bounding all over the place and slowly making his way home with Zink riding along on his shoulders.
...Wait.
Zink...wasn't on his shoulders. Where the hell had he gone? The overly hyper lieutenant paused on a rooftop and looked around for any sight of his partner. ...Huh. Didn't seem he was there.
...Maybe he should look for him.
"ZIIIIIIIIIIINK!"
Far from being discrete, Scheelite all but held up a giant neon sign stating HEY, HEY LISTEN! NEGAVERSER OVER HERE! Bounding his way back towards where he had come from, he searched out his partner. Loudly.
"Cmooooooooooon Zinky! Come out come out wherever you areeeee! Cmon man, we can go snag some more star seeds or sneak into a movie or go eat some candy or SOMETHING. Where the hell are you?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 7:50 pm
"Shut...UP!"
Snarled a VERY unhappy Zink who was still wearing a banana peel on his shoulder form when he'd LOST his grip and fallen. He had been 'fortunate' enough to fall into a relatively KIND pile of garbage but he was never the less, hobbling slightly and VERY...very... angry.
"WHY don't you just PUT UP A BILL BOARD!!"
He snarled and -hurled- an over ripe orange that had taken residence in his pocket, toward the taller boy.
"AND ...YOU DROPPED ME!!! HOW COULD YOU NOT NOTICE
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 7:55 pm
The orange found it's mark, and Scheelite dramatically stumbled right off the roof he had been standing on and plummeted to the ground. At the last possible second he flipped around to land on his feet and simply grinned at the other boy.
"Oh, THERE you are Zinky! Don't do that again man, you're not supposed to run off without me!"
And then he was lunging forward and snagged Zinkenite up into a rather tight hug. Hell he even mixed a noogie in there.
"Alright man, what's next? Who we going after huh huh huh? CMOOOON we need to do SOMETHING so General King Charonite will think we're AWESOME. Like, we already are awesome, but we need HIM to know that too ya know? CMON CMON CMOOOON!"
It was going to be a -long- night.
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 8:01 pm
"YOULETGOOFMERIGHTNOW!DON'TDOTHAT!!ERRRRRRRRRRGH!!!"
his protest was punctuated with squirming and a desperate attempt to duck out of the noogie, to little avail.
He was darkly starting to ponder the merits of ripping out starseeds on a temporary basis when he was accused of having 'run off'
"WILL YOU STOPTHAT?!" He demanded. "PUT me down, god... do something, I'll give you DO something, you probably just called down half the CITY on us..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 8:48 pm
Thankfully for Lt. Zinkenite, the whole city wasn't roused by the hyperactive glowstick-wielding terror of the night. Most sane people were already safe behind locked doors, tucked snug in their beds in order to allow the insane people full run of the night. A few people heard the cries and shouts of the wild Scheelite, and they have come to answer in hushed tones. ”Come on! This is going to be awesome! Just – look, on the count of three just jump forward and look heroic, okay? One... two... No! No, not like that, like this! Got it? Okay. THREE!” A stack of cardboard boxes that blocked off half the alleyway next to the two lieutenants suddenly exploded outwards towards them! OH YEEEEEAH!” Shouted an unmistakable senshi as the boxes tumbled around them, standing tall with one boot stuck inside of a box before reaching up and failing to bat another box out of the way. “Agh! Go! Shoo! Sh- AHA!” One gloved hand was raised to point at the two. “We have you now, Negaversers! By the Pleiades, you're about to wipe out!”
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 9:05 pm
He did -not- just crash in like the Kool-ade man...
No, he really had, and he looked like a pirate.
Zink went 'limp' ish in Scheelite's grip. Not "Drop me on the floor" limp mind you, he just gave up for a moment trying to free himself.
"... Wonderful... would you give me a hand?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 9:12 pm
"But Zink, if I let go of you you'll run off again! And I can't run around finding you ALL NIGHT, unless we're playing hide and seek, THEN maybe that would be acceptable. But we aren't, okay? SOOOOooooo, clearly I can't let you go!"
Boxes suddenly exploded around them, and a normal person may have ran. Or been shocked, or...well something.
Scheelite was not normal.
"DUDE, THE KOOL-AID MAN IS HERE?! Can I get your aut----oh what the -********-. You aren't the Kool-Aid man!"
The boy was -frowning-. Annnnd....still holding onto his poor poor partner.
"At the very least you could have -brought- some Kool-aid with you, god what kind of wall crasher are you anyways?! Sheesh!"
As his partner spoke up, Schee turned his gaze down to the now limp little lieutenant.
"Help with what Zinky?"
It never occured that his partner would ask a Senshi to help get him under control.
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 5:20 pm
After meeting and subsequently agreeing to team up with Merope, the senshi life for Sailor Atlas had gotten a little bit more interesting, to say the least. The meeting back with Astraea and Kunzite had made it clear that banding together into teams was a good idea, but he wasn't so sure that Merope's motivations were entirely in line with their reasons. Some of their senshi duties didn't involve fighting youma and trying to stop crime -- Atlas and Alcyone's new ally, it seemed, was just as motivated to get them to try and do synchronized acrobatic stunts with him as he was playing the hero.
Alcyone had gotten pretty good at doing cinematic backflips in midair thanks to Merope's "training" regimen, though; however, Atlas apparently still needed a lot of work at valiantly jumping forward and striking a heroic pose. Which was fairly evident in his failure at following through with the jump-through-a-pile-of-boxes routine.
If he had a choice, they wouldn't be jumping through a pile of boxes towards a pair of Negaverse agents. Negaverse uniform usually meant Atlas bolting in the opposite direction before they could notice him -- he'd only really interacted with one once before, and that was an experience he would be just fine avoiding for the rest of his life. But Merope had different ideas, and now he and the rest of them were terribly exposed. The senshi of Gravity shrank back a couple of yards, hands balled into nervous fists up near his chest. Hopefully these Negaversers would... lose interest, or something.
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 10:47 pm
"G-give you a what now?" Merope faltered, his pointed finger slowly sinking from an accusing point at the pair to curl in on itself in shame towards the ground. Were these seriously agents of the Negaverse? Granted the smaller one looked the part, but the bigger one... Merope leaned forward and squinted. "Are you high?" he asked suspiciously. "'cause if you are, I want some."
Behind him, he could hear the distinct sound of Sailor Alcyone's palm making contact with her forehead.
The boy straightened up and scratched the back of his head, a disappointed frown on his face. "Man, this is nothing like how I pictured it! Talk about a bummer... Look, I'm perfectly fine at crashing through walls and I bet I have more experience than you do!" He jabbed his finger in Demy's direction, "The Kool-aid man's got nothing on me! Right Atlas? Alcyone?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 1:25 am
Sailor Orion had been wandering around, patrolling one might call it. He was still getting used to being a senshi, but he loved it. Well, except for the skirt and the tights. Those he could do without, but every time he pulled them off and tried to put on pants they reappeared. The same thing happened when he tried to stroll around with pants. It seemed like there was no streaking in Sailor Orion’s future. His mind was distracted from the thought of skirts and tights by the sound of someone yelling a block over. He probably wouldn’t have heard it during the day, but it was the middle of the night and they were really really loud. His curiosity perked he ducked into an alley and then looked around for a way up the building. It didn’t take him long to spot a fire escape, but the ladder was rolled up.
”Well, that’s not a problem for Super Orion.” He grinned to himself, the red head liked to refer to himself as a super hero. Yeah, the novelty of being special hadn’t worn off yet. Gauging the distance to the bottom of the ladder he shifted his weight and then leaped straight in the air, putting all of his strength into it. It was obviously the first time he tried jumping any height and wasn’t aware that he could’ve probably made it all the way up the building and forgone the fire escape completely. CRASH! Orion slammed into the floor grate having overshot the bottom of the ladder completely. His body fell to the ground and he groaned. ”Owwww,”
It took a minute but he made his way back to his feet and shook himself off. It seemed like he could take more of a beating than the average person. Very cool. ”Alright, time to try this again.” He flexed his gloved hands, the leather creaking and then jumped again, though this time he didn’t put nearly as much effort into it. His hands grasped the bottom rung of the ladder and he quickly scrambled up the ladder and onto the fire escape. He looked up at the top of the building through the holes in the fire escape, one hand pushing his hair out of his face revealing his golden tiara. ”Just six flights till the top.”
It didn’t take him that long to climb up to the roof, he even surprised himself. This senshi gig was pretty awesome. Now that he was on the roof what was he doing again? Oh, yeah, the yelling. He listened and heard the same voices still yelling. He ran in that direction, jumping to the next roof and then crouching down to look into the street. There was what looked to be two teenagers in some strange looking costumes, they had to be Negaverse. He remembered Derp talking about them some. There was two of them and one of him, he really didn’t think it was a good idea to jump down there and attack them. He’d wait and figure out his opt-
”OH YEEEEEAH!”
Did that just- did he just? Oh my god, it’s the ******** Kool-Aid man! Orion’s silver eyes were wide as he watched a blue haired senshi burst out from behind a wall of cardboard boxes. Just. Like. The. Kool-Aid. Man. It had to be one of the most awesome things he’d seen, plus the guy looked like a pirate. If he wasn’t such a manly man he may have found himself questioning his sexuality. But instead he found himself looking around the roof for cardboard boxes. He had the Best Idea Ever.
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 9:46 am
"A...hand, you know... assistance? That -is- what your all about isn't it? And yes, technically I -am- high, in case you hadn't noticed my FEET aren't touching the ground and I'm really rather UNHAPPY about that" he informed the senshi on no uncertain terms.
"I'm -quite- sure if you wanted to trade places he could heft YOU like a rag doll too..."
He narrowed his eyes a moment and squirmed again in Dem's Grasp. "Sorry to disappoint too, I'm sure not all of us can crash through cardboard boxes with such aplomb"
He ignored Dem's question for the time being, pointedly in fact.
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 8:12 pm
"I...don't think you want what I'veeee haaaad~ Besides, Zinky here would probably be very upset if I tried to give you anything anyway. But don't worry! He's not really mean, he's just kinda shy, ya know?"
The 'shy' Negaverser in question was still playing the part of teddy bear to the taller one. Were these -really- the villains the side of good fought so hard against?
Really?
Schee kept a good hold on his partner, not minding the squirming at all.
"Dude, Zink, we should totaaaaly practice the wall crash thing and try it ourselves. It'd be AWESOME."
The taller lieutenant strode forward a few steps, dragging the shorter one along with him. Was he going to attack?!
...Nope. He just simply needed to move to get a better look at the teammates standing behind Merope. One arm wrapped securely around his partner, he lifted the other to wave at them.
"Sup dudes?"
This guy...just wasn't right at all.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 2:16 am
Merope raised an eyebrow at Z's comments. "Assistance? Dude, helping old ladies across the street is for old ladies, and Atlas here is all about rescuing kittens. Right, Atlas?" He looked over his shoulder at his teammate for confirmation.
When Schee took a step forward, Merope took a step back and raised his fist, focusing his attention on him. "I dunno, man, you look pretty comfortable hanging off your partner like that. Are you really, honestly sure you want down...?" He began to grin. If Schee came a little bit closer, he could totally punch and hit two birds with one stone! Awesome!
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 6:16 pm
"Do I look -HAPPY- like this or something!?" He snapped and swung a boot out in irritation..
"Useless, bloody... SCHEELITE don't you DARE keep going towards them with me HANGING like this!! I am NOT your bloody body shield."
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 7:51 pm
Atlas just kind of blinked befuddledly at Merope's gesturing towards him, taken aback by the question -- and, honestly, the conversation in general. Why were the Negaversers even... why were they even talking with them? He'd gotten the impression both back at the park last year and later at the animal shelter, and also from a story or two from Alba, that these people were supposed to be ruthless reckless killing machines.
And yet, the blond one was being amicable and the short one was... struggling... against his teammate.
What was going on?
"Umm--" Atlas started to say, but his mouth clamped shut again a split second later. This was just weird. Still terrifying, but weird.
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