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High-functioning Marshmallow
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 Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 1:19 pm
These are the cobblestone roads that lead from shop to shop, garden to fountain, and home to home. At the far end of town, there is a street that leads out into the wilderness, but stops just short of completely entering the forest that rings town. If one wishes to travel through there, then they must find their own path without the use of a paved road. These streets only travel within town, some of the roads lined with overhanging trees of varying specie, but still maintaining a completely civilized appearance. Traveling on this may lead to one finding a stray cat or dog, perhaps a rat or raccoon at night, as creatures that the mayor has yet to find a way to scare completely out of his beautiful little town.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 8:02 pm
No gun, no handcuffs, no.. no badge! It wasn't.. Rachel had called it a suspension, but did suspensions usually include being stripped like that?! Romane was too shocked and tired to think back on all those lessons in ethics, but her panic had her believing that it wasn't so regardless. She was going to get fired! For what?! Cleaning up the streets?! Helping civilians live in a safer world?! She was getting fired for doing her job! She gnashed her teeth for a moment, but then slackened – no, wait.. She didn't know that yet, right? She couldn't be fired, but.. She was running herself in circles by thinking! She couldn't come up with a concrete answer – one part of her was in a full-on panic, the other half demanded she react maturely with dignity. Both were two different reactions and, torn on what to do, she resigned herself to simply walking like nothing had happened. Just stay on patrol, even with how defenseless she was. She still had herself, correct? That was enough of a defense! She wasn't useless without her gun! ..Even if she was, what did it matter? ..Her thoughts were beginning to annoy her with this indecisiveness.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 8:18 pm
 x x Mystery Fighter X ❤ ❤ ❤"There I was completely wasting, out of work and down, all inside it's so frustrating as I drift from town to town...""Romane!" Mystery Fighter X called out, as he jumped off a tree and landed in front of Romane. "I - the hero this city needs, the protector of civilians, the justice fighter with a heart of gold and righteousness - came here to teach you a lesson on throwing innocents in jail!" He said, pressing something on his glove to turn it on. "I do not agree on violence, but you Romane... you...! I have had my eye on you! An 'enforcer of the law and keeper of the peace'! All you enforce on the people of Nirvani Island is your own paranoia, and all you have ever kept is your own warped ideals of true justice! Which is why I - a true hero - must bring you to justice myself!"
x x Breaking the Law, Breaking the Law! ❤ ❤ ❤"...feel as though nobody cares if I live or die, so I might as well begin to put some action in my life!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 5:03 am
“It is likely that you are clinically insane and in need of mental help, sir, and should proceed to the closest mental institution for said help and – how do you know my name?!” She snapped before she could help herself and backed up even further, but she wasn't going to run. She was still an officer, damn it, suspended or not! It was in her oath to assure the safety of civilians before her own and.. and allowing a crazed murderer run around the streets so she could run and hide wasn't something she could allow herself to do! At least the attention being on her meant that it wasn't on someone innocent.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 5:22 am
x x Mystery Fighter X ❤ ❤ ❤"There I was completely wasting, out of work and down, all inside it's so frustrating as I drift from town to town..."X was about to face palm with his left hand, when he realized that would have been a really silly thing to do. So instead he face palmed with his right. Last thing he wanted was to accidentally shock himself into submission. Romane already arrested her- erm... him, whatever Paprika thought she was right now, once! She wasn't going to do it again. "Romane, you arrested about a dozen people and shoved them all into a jail cell just because you suspected them of something! They did nothing! You are a terrible terrible police officer and should resign for the safety of literally everyone including yourself." He turned his left glove back off just in case of an accidental mishap. "I am taking you to the psyche ward. You can either come willingly or I will use force." He smirked under his mask. Oh please let him use force! It would please Paprika knowing that she gets to shock Romane onto the ground for making her burn all that weed!
"See Romane, if anyone in this city is clinically insane, it's you. And Paprika, and Vlad, and... well a few dozen more people. But they weren't on trail here! Romane was! X's eyes now narrowed, to finally answer her question. He wanted it to be very dramatic, and maybe have his non-existent cape blow in the wind... he needed a cape, damn their lack of usefulness. "I know everyone Romane. You, Gaston, everyone from the most important people to the most useless NPCs." Since no one knows how to keep important files secret, or figured to check to see if Phil had extra keys to the police station."You are flawed Romane, a flawed police officer who does not fully understand her own actions. Which is why I must turn you in to receive some help."
x x Breaking the Law, Breaking the Law! ❤ ❤ ❤"...feel as though nobody cares if I live or die, so I might as well begin to put some action in my life!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 6:05 am
Why didn't she have a cell phone? Because they were annoying. But, it would be so very useful right then. There were houses, businesses – she could make it to one! She was still in shape and it was possible that the adrenaline could give her the extra boost to- ah. She felt her throat tighten. She was considering running away? Hadn't she thought of her oaths just a moment ago? Did she really forget them in an instant of fear? She.. really was messed up. No! No, return to what MFX said a moment ago, she didn't have to pay attention to anything else! She could focus on that challenge of her suspicions – she was ready for that, especially after Rachel's criticisms!
“I maintained safety! Everyone in that cell had committed something, it was only a matter of when and where to find the evidence! If you would rather them go back onto the streets to.. to murder or rape or steal or bomb or threaten or harass or.. or everything harmful because of a lack of evidence, you are the one who needs to learn! How do you know they did nothing? You can not – it is impossible.” Because Romane spent every second of her thoughts deciphering that question. There was no way a dangerous, godawful male in a suit could get that one before her! She tried to take a deep breath and straightened up, “You will remain in your current location while I call in the authorities. They will escort you either to the station or to the mental ward, I advise you comply with whatever they have to say.” She told him in her usual commanding tone, somehow managing to steady it despite her obvious anxiety. Then, she turned to head to the nearest house to fetch a phone. She needed to see the look on Rachel's face when she informed her she had caught a psychotic serial killer just after being suspended. That should save her job and then everything will be back to normal! Aside from the house burning down and having no money..
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 6:14 am
x x Mystery Fighter X ❤ ❤ ❤"There I was completely wasting, out of work and down, all inside it's so frustrating as I drift from town to town...""You are in a very severe delusion Romane. None of that happens in Niorvani, the only one of those that would have happened I - Mystery Fighter X - have prevented with the power of love and justice." He stayed silent, hands on his hips as he waited for her to finish. Yes, she was a very crazy woman. X would have to make sure she does not struggle for him to take her to the psyche ward... or better. The psyche ward here sucked. Paprika had enough time to escape in her mind and create another personality in the time that she hasn't been seen by a therapist of any kind. When Romane turned to go to one of the nearby buildings, Mystery Fighter X turned his left glove back on after adjusting it to give just enough of a shock to take Romane down. He then casually tapped Romane on the shoulder with it. A simple enough action, which would be harmless if it didn't deliver enough volts to knock out a woman such as Romane.
/Sleep deprived post.
x x Breaking the Law, Breaking the Law! ❤ ❤ ❤"...feel as though nobody cares if I live or die, so I might as well begin to put some action in my life!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 7:27 am
Even if Romane had managed to get to the closest home, it wouldn't have done her any good. The Rusacanth residence was the one in her sights and that man was in jail along with the others! ..Well, no, Rachel had let them all go free or should have by now, but it was doubtful that Hayden had returned home and, even then, it was even more of a question if he would help her after that mess earlier. She wouldn't have figured that out, though, since she was stopped before she could try. A simple tap to her shoulder had sent a volt through her, causing her to freeze and tense up to a painful degree. She took one sharp, small breath before becoming very aware that she wasn't breathing in those next few seconds. That was what her last thoughts had been before her eyes rolled back and she fell forward, unconscious. Well, it was safe to say that this was turning into the worst week in Romane's life.
~Romane K.O.!~
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 3:26 pm
x x Mystery Fighter X ❤ ❤ ❤"There I was completely wasting, out of work and down, all inside it's so frustrating as I drift from town to town..."Chibi Paprika and Mystery Girl X stood on Mystery Fighter X's shoulders. Never going to get tired of that! MGX held a sign saying. "Yeah, now lets shove a rake up her-" "That doesn't seem very righteous Paprika." "Righteous? She's an annoying jerk! Plus this way we can get back at Ginger! Yeah! Be mean to Ginger by raping her crush with a rake-" "I am a hero of the people Paprika! A protector of those who need protection, a man who loves his city and recycling! Not a criminal." "Fine fine... I have a better idea..." Chibi Paprika whispered her plan into Mystery Fighter X's ear, before poofing away again.
The crime fighter now bent down to pick up Romane.... but forgot to turn his glove off, shocking her once more. He shook his head and chuckled. Oh he always forgot to do that... The crime fighter turned his glove off finally, before bending down to pick her up bridal-style. He looked up and down the road, before heading to a secret location. The psych ward wouldn't help her... no. Only he can help her!
/Exit to the abandoned cabin
x x Breaking the Law, Breaking the Law! ❤ ❤ ❤"...feel as though nobody cares if I live or die, so I might as well begin to put some action in my life!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:43 am
As soon as Kade was out of range of the house and they entered the streets, Kade rounded on Avien, arms crossed, eyebrow arched, and head back to try and look down on him, despite the difference in height. “Spill. What's up with Keith being at your house, why did you sleep with it, and..” Where the hell did he get off being nice?! Kade knew he totally would have tried something with Avien – he.. he did know himself a little when he was drunk.. So, either Kade had conked out the moment he hit the bed, which would also raise the question why Avien didn't try something then, or he was flat out rejected. Though those question fluttered about in his head, he refused to voice them. Because he knew that the reply couldn't be an honest one. “Keith. Now.” He demanded and probably would have tapped his foot if he didn't have a headache – oh, it was calming down. But, it was still there, even if it was just a mild one.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 1:30 am
 ~I need you to need me~~Avien Rothenburger~
This was going to be a long story and explanation... Taking a deep breath, Avien prepared for Kade to believe... none of it.
"For the whole thing to make sense I'd have to tell you that when I opened up my coffee shop, Keith was the first person to come in. He ordered the strongest thing I had, and since it was opening day, I drug Clark to work with me. He was sitting back in the back of the room, watching cartoons, quite content with that. I'm pretty sure he was still in a foul mood from not doing well on this one video game. Of course... Keith instigated a horrid reaction out of him, and that's how he got that black eye he has... Clark has kind of a short fuse and well, that led to just a few issues.
Anyways, so after that, Clark had settled back down and soon was ready to head out and go work on that game or whatever. Keith continued to bash his video game playing skills, so he did what any c**k gamer does, and invited him over to verse him in, well since it's Clark, probably Halo slayer... I don't know what happened aside from that, but when I got home, I smelled and saw things I wish I could unsmell and unsee, but alas. So apparently there is something going on between those two, is all I can figure since this is now the second morning I've woken up to find that man in my kitchen..." he narrowed his eyes a little at the thought of going grocery shopping because of that.
"So in short, Keith is Clark's business, not mine... I would never sleep with someone like him, for a number of reasons, and I'm a little offended you'd think I'd sink that low. As for you last night... Nothing happened... You did try to seduce me a little, but I knew that, even thought you're totally going to deny it, your heart hasn't healed from the last time someone ripped it out. You were just asking for it because you were drunk, and there was no way I was going to let you do something like that because I knew you would regret it when you woke up the next morning. Kade, believe me when I say I only want what's best for you (in the worst possible way) and that I wouldn't allow you to have sex with me, or anyone else when you are that totally shitfaced... you couldn't even stand on your own..." he let out another sigh, knowing that Kade probably wouldn't believe him, but it was worth the try. Yeah, he hadn't known this boy too long, but there was just an air about hi that made Avien want to protect him.
"You can call me a liar if you want, but that's the honest to god truth of what happened, and everything you asked about..." now he had to wait for the response and pray it would be favorable. He didn't know what he'd do if he lost Kade's friendship. Then there would be no possible way for them to ever get closer. That right there, would lead to another 'almost death by alcohol poisoning' adventure for sure, and Clark wouldn't want to deal with that. That, and now that he owned his own coffee shop, that would be beyond irresponsible... ~Or else my purpose is unclear~
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 2:31 am
Once Avien finished his explanation on Keith, he raised an eyebrow – but.. Ah, the church taught.. It was only right.. Right and smart were too different things, though. In the end, Kade couldn't pass judgment right then. He had a lingering doubt and he really had to learn that any doubt, however small, should always be looked into or else it would grow into something bigger than Kade could handle. He was just lucky Yoakim didn't get to be too large, or else he may have been hurt! He was on the verge of telling Avien to never mind it – at least for now – so they could go on to getting breakfast, but then he continued. Beyond the whole 'Keith' question to something Kade hadn't asked. It looked like he'd get an answer despite that, much to his own displeasure. Arms that had uncrossed from feigning relaxation tightened against his chest once again, back on the defense. His mouth continued to open and shut, a small noise start to form, but then cease – he wanted to deny it, protest, kick a fuss to prove he was completely wrong, but.. Everything he wanted to say was already anticipated. He didn't have anything new, nothing outside of 'I don't care' and 'You're wrong'. With everything Avien said, he didn't have a counter that was longer than five words.
So, he didn't bother. Kade watched the man and waited, his arms loosening though they remained crossed at his chest. Was any of this striking a note? Maybe. Would Kade admit that? Not a chance. When Avien stopped, no one started to speak. There was the sounds of a garbage can being rattled behind the back of some business, but it was nothing more than a stray animal. Nothing to pay attention to. Finally, Kade frowned. “You're lying.” He said this with such certainty, it was almost strange. It surprised even himself at his tone, only because he wasn't used to seeing himself be so.. firm when he wasn't one hundred percent. It was almost like lying, but he went on anyway. He looked away and lightened his pitch, “But, I don't care. Just make it shorter next time, okay, honey?” With that, he smiled – not one that reached his eyes, but it was still there. “I'd love to go to breakfast with you, really, but I have a kid, so.. I need to go make sure he's okay. A night without his daddy isn't very settling, is it?” It wasn't the whole reason he was leaving, but it was at least part of the truth.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 6:55 am
~I need you to need me~~Avien Rothenburger~
Well, he did say that he could call him a liar if he wanted, and clearly the boy was bitter enough to do so. He probably didn't believe a word of it. Avien kind of expected this, but it still hurt, and it showed on his face. It was that unmistakable look he got that if Clark saw it... Well, let's just say Kade could expect to no longer be in one piece. It was that same look he had every time he got slapped in the face for trying to be a good person. That same god damn look he got whenever his lovers said cruel things to him and looked for an excuse as to why the relationship ending was entirely his fault. That same look as when his hopes were shattered, along with his loving heart.
What was worse though, was since Avien was now the owner of a coffee shop, he couldn't exactly do his usual path of destruction way of recovering... No, he'd actually have to face this horrid feeling in the pit of his stomach for once and maybe invest in a box of tissues? Something like that... He'd probably lock himself in his room whenever he wasn't at work, putting on the biggest fake grin he could muster in the public eye. No... no one was allowed to ask him what was wrong in a fragile state as the man hated crying. He'd rather near kill himself with alcohol instead. But now was the time he had to grow up and just deal with s**t like anyone should.
"Fine..." his tone was lower, not in the least bit chipper, his smile completely gone, and that sparkle that was generally in his eye... forget about it. This is what Avien looked like when he wasn't overflowing with happiness and positive emotions. This was Avien trying not to die on the spot. At least he knew how to do that well from all the times he'd been hurt. At least this was at the start and not five months into a relationship? Or even worse, years into a relationship? He'd been there, done that... Never again. "You know how to get there from here?" or are you going to torture me by making me walk you home after that...
It wasn't like Avien couldn't handle being hurt in any form, it was just that he loathed it so. He hated feeling somewhat less than happy, and he hated having to pretend he was fine in front of people when all he really wanted to do was die. A little dramatic for something that came on so sudden? Perhaps, but that was another thing that made him more like a teen-aged girl rather than a grown man. On the bright side, by the time this nightmare ended, he had some stress cleaning he could do? Yeah, maybe he'd wash those dishes by hand instead of loading them in the dish washer...
He didn't look directly at Kade right now, as it almost hurt to do so. He'd done the right thing the night before, taking care of the boy and not letting him do anything bad while he was drunk, and still he got smacked upside the head for it. If he were anything like his brother, he'd been in a fit of rage, but really, there wasn't an angry bone in Avien's body. He should have been mad about Keith putting these kinds of ideas in Kade's head. He should have been mad at Clark for having Keith spend the night again, and further more commit crimes of substance abuse in his basement! He should have been raging! Pissed off beyond belief! But did he feel this way? Not at all... He felt, defeated, deflated, depressed. ~Or else my purpose is unclear~
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 2:55 am
~Exit Kade~
With the man's thoughts focused sorely on his son, Avien was left alone in the streets. ..But not for long~! Before anything more could be said or done, a cute, little squirrel monkey had poked his head out of an overturn garbage can and stared directly at the man in the streets. The little, black eyes flicked about, maybe a bit too wide for an animal such as him, but.. Really, who on Nirvani knew monkeys well enough to tell that much? Regardless, the animal headed over to the depressed, hurt man and passed at his pants, giving it a sharp tug or two with a pair of sparkly, eager eyes pointed up at him. Did anyone recognize this animal..? Several, in fact! It was one of the many Florence's roaming town, the abandoned pets of the all too immature mayor. Florence the V had been dropped off shortly after New Years to live on the streets as a poor, sad little monkey with no speed to make him happy~
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 3:39 am
~I need you to need me~~Avien Rothenburger~
Why is that even though I did the right thing, I still feel like a worthless piece of s**t? If Clark were to answer that question it would probably go something like 'Because you are a worthless piece of s**t when you let people walk all ********' over you! Get a ********' spine and learn to stand up to people!'... However, Clark was not here, and didn't know what happened... Hell, that angry child was probably still at home, by now, maybe awake and playing video games. Avien was almost envious of Clark's simple way of thinking. What he would give to lead as simple a life as that bum!
However, if Avien lived Clark's life, who would be Avien? That was a good question to ask anyways. Who is Avien Rothenburger? And why does he care so much when it all ends in ruins anyways? The man was a sap, clinging on to the old-timey thoughts of happily ever after and always being there through thick and thin. He was still there for who ever needed him, even though he was just slowly getting used up till there's nothing left to give. Oh... what was the name of that book that went something like that? It had something to do with a tree... Oh yes 'the giving tree'... Gives everything he's got till he's just a stump in the ground for the person that destroyed him to sit on... WAIT that's a horrid way to end a story!
At any rate, as the cascade of emotions continued, Avien unable to move yet without fearing letting out those welled up tears, he felt a tug to his pant leg and slowly peered down to see the cute little monkey. It looked so cute and innocent, and yet lost to the world just like the man. Maybe it was lonely too? Slowly he crouched down and smiled weakly at the little fuzzy ball, his jaw trembling as he tried to hold back those raging tears he'd avoided for years. "Hey there little guy... you all alone too?" he asked as if the monkey could understand him. It was like he was trying to hold on to his stability of emotions by talking to this little fuzzy stranger. "You wanna come home with me?" he offered, the act being rather irresponsible, since he had no idea how to take care of a monkey, but he needed something to keep him from being all depressed aside from his job. ~Or else my purpose is unclear~
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