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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 10:34 am

A log for all of the short, stand-alone rp that happens in thread so I stop losing track of who's met who and all that. heart

If an rp gets so long that it won't fit in one post, I'll give it it's own log thread 8|

Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 10:37 am

I didn't see you there!

Flam x Matthias
Ripple x Roserain
Start Date: April 11th, 2012

Flam: ~Peeks an eye open from her midday half nap not having much motivation to move.~

Matthias: *Wibbles in little circles, slowly making his way across the floor... until he bumped into something soft at any rate.* ....? *chimes softly*

Going deathly still Flam-bayonette extends her senses to try and figure the best way of reacting, hearing a chime she makes her move quiking her brow. With a swift movement she jumps up and around to face whatever had bumped into her, eyes going wide as she tries to take whaever it is in.

Matthias:
*Holding still as there's suddenly a flurry of motion around him, he waits for several long seconds as the big fuzzy thing moves, confused. When nothing happens, he twiddles his chopsticks nervously*
... *chime?*

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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 9:47 am

Comparing Pieces

Caecilius x Tayce
Mouse x Rain
Start Date: April 12th, 2012

-SNIP-
Moved Here

Needed more space

Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2012 1:53 pm

You Come Around Here Often?

Greengage x Kojiki
Deej x Rain
Start Date: April 16th, 2012

DeeJaye

Greengage: -leaning against the counter of the club, tail moving slowly against the opposing upbeat song; pale eyes are set forward, gazing at the dancing people around and only feels a ghost of a smile play on her face; feeling the loud music nearly pulse through her veins and vibrate through the counter top, she finds herself swaying over to join the crowd of dancers-

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Kojiki:
*Leaning his back against the worn wood of the much-abused bar, he took a swig from his chilled bottle of some watered-down piss. Grimacing at the taste, he finished it off and brought the bottle down with a hearty thunk behind him. Price be damned, he'd have to buy something better for his next round; but for now he was content to glance around. Nodding to one of the guys he recognized, his smile warmed as the familiar face approached and they exchanged surface pleasantries. Though when something caught his eye Kojiki rubber-necked to look around his 'friend' for a better glance.

Grinning, he excused himself from his social engagement and unwound his tail from the bar stool before following what had summoned him so. Catching up with her, he brushed his hand against her shoulder to get her attention, but stayed at arm's length in case she was the nervous sort. Having to half-yell to be heard above the noise, he introduced himself, not really one to use a pick-up line.*

"Hey! Name's Kojiki. Haven't met you before and thought I should fix that."

*...Ok maybe one to not use pick-up lines often. He gave her a warm smile that reached his eyes while someone brushed past him on their way to the dance floor.*

Greengage: -spins around at the presence of a hand on her shoulder and raises an eyebrow curiously when she sees the male; though she was able to hear him relatively clearly, she decided to tease the fellow and pretend as she didn't; she placed a hand to an ear to indicate he'll need to speak louder before pulling up closer to the guy; leaning lightly against his shoulder and cupping a hand over her mouth to amplify the sound, she says-

"Sorry hun, could you repeat that?"

-Her tail snaked around his leg playfully as the song pounded its beat; Once again in her own world, 'Gage, feeling the impulse's need to be filled, sways her hips to the beat in a typical club-sort-of-dance-style-

Kojiki:
His eyebrows climbed up at the contact, a slow and playful grin spreading across his face at the delicate feel of her tail catching his leg. Oh yes, tonight was going to be a good night. If he didn't screw it up, anyway. Taking his cue from her body language, in particular the seductive suggestion her hips were moving in, Koji went ahead and encircled her with his arms in the pretense of drawing her closer so she could hear him.

Bringing his mouth right against her ear, he murmured as quietly as he dared while still being hopeful of being heard over the pulsing beat.

"I was saying hello, in hope's of getting your name and maybe a dance or two."

Honesty seemed to be best at the moment, especially with his head in a whirl, he didn't want to come across as a creep or anything. Oh, which reminded him...

"But where are my manners? The name is Kojiki, and it is a pleasure, m'lady."

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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 2:34 pm

It's a work of Art

Anna x Kiwi x Poptart
Lysia x Rain x Cheza
Start Date: April 30th, 2012

lysia_nyteblade

Anna stalked into the kitchen that afternoon. "Ok! I think we Might actually have put together enough things to start looking for ways to put them in a portfolio.. How about you Kiwi?" She looked around realizing that Kiwi didn't seem to be in automatic sight, though she could have sworn she'd heard her down here. "Kiwi?" Turning she peered behind the Kitchen Island to see if she was hiding.

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Kiwi:
*With her back pressed against the crutch of the cabinets, she didn't even bother looking up when her sister came into view, instead she poured her attention over the collection of paperwork sprawled out on the tiled floor. Sketches, completed works, scraps of crumpled paper with hastily jotted notes; all in a collective mess.*

"Hmm?"

*She questioned absent-mindedly, shuffling through a stack of sketches.*

ChezaRain

It was one of THOSE mornings, Poptart whined silently to himself. Hair a mess, his overall appearance disheveled... He took a glance in the mirror and shuddered, half awake and already terrorized by his own appearance. He headed in the direction of the kitchen, one thing on his mind: coffee. Everything else came after coffee. He was already drooling over the thought of how much cream and sugar to add, ignorant to everything else.

Anna chuckled lightly. "What do you mean, Hmm?? " She made her way over to her sister and crouched down to see what had her attention so captivated. "Didn't you hear what I said?" She peered at her closely before shrugging. "Never mind.. I suppose I could just flip through the phone book again and see if any one comes up that could photograph our work.." Standing, she made her way to the phone book and hoisted herself up onto the counter to sit as she opened it up and began to flip through it's pages.

She only really saw Anna for the first time when her source of light became blocked. The trance broken, she blinked at her younger sister as she crouched closer.

"Er, sorry Anna. What?"

Huffing and waving her sister off as she rose to go in search of the phone book, Kiwi turned back to her papers, tucking her pencil behind her ear before sighing and gathering everything up. There was just no way to really organize this, and attempting to was giving her a headache. Carrying the bundle haphazardly in her arms, she deposited the load unceremoniously on the dining table before making her way back to Anna.

"Any luck yet? I didn't see anything that really stuck out to me earlier..."

Which, although true, might've been because she wasn't looking too hard. She wasn't quite the 'people-person' her sister was.

The hardwood floor was cold on his unguarded paw pads, and he shivered the minute he touched them. A groan, stretch with the sound of a cracking in his back, and he was scooting through the kitchen in a zombified state. Coffee. The machine was on in an instant and he quickly poured water into it before he thought about it. The coffee itself was in one of the cabinets, but he forgot which one. Cursing to himself, he sluggishly went to digging through them, almost missing the rather large can in his bleary vision. He wished he could wake up a little faster, but he knew there was a good chance that wouldn't happen. should he make food too?

Sticking her tongue out the side of her mouth as she flipped a few more pages she shook her head. "Wait a minute! I think I've found something!." She chuckled reaching for the phone. "It's a photographer.. though not one I've heard widely used.. Wonder if they're any good? Maybe just starting out?"

She peeked over her sister's shoulder to see if she could read what Anna was eying. Quirking an eyebrow at her, she put her hands on her hips as she shifted her weight to one side.

"Well, it's your call to make, you'll probably be working with them more than me. Maybe an amateur photographer for an amateur exhibit is the perfect addition though. Our bumbling might make us charming."

Her sarcastic tone lightened though, as she reconsidered the prospect.

"On the other hand, a newbie might be more open to new ideas and less bossy. Probably more patient with us too, and we'd need a whole lot of that."

Reaching the phone first since she was closer, Kiwi handed it off to her sister and brushed her hair back with the other hand, tugging on the ends of her messy locks.

"Eh, here. I'm gonna take a shower and get my stuff organized... well, attempt to organize. Gimmie a holler if you need anything though."

In the time it had taken for the coffee to brew, Poptart had already started on cooking up a mushroom and cheese omlette. The ingredients lay spread out across his counter, knife in hand ready to slice the freshly packaged portabellos. He was tired and sluggish, but that didn't mean he was going to skimp on his meal. He was feeling the need to go all out this morning. His cutting board was clean, his knife was sharp, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he was forgetting something. He examined everything on the counter before huffing. Whatever it was, he'd figure it out in a few moments. The coffee pot was finished, and as he diced mushrooms and started blending eggs, the aroma was filling up his kitchen wonderfully. This was going to be a good morning, he thought, feeling optimistic for that brief moment.

Anna chucked, taking the phone from her sister. "Well you may be right on all accounts there." She started to dial the number, checking and rechecking to make sure she had it right before finishing and hitting send. "I'll call for you if I find out something good ok?" She called after her sister as the dial tone started to ring.

As she waited, listening to the ring of the phone trying to connect, she pulled out some bagels and sliced them in half. 'Mmm' she thought to herself as she made her way over to the toaster, putting each half into the slots and pushing them down to toast.

Waving over her shoulder in acknowledgement, Kiwi headed for the stairs while letting her hair free from the clip she had it in. Chewing on the barrette as she headed up, her mind turned over their plans again. Or their lack of a plan, she supposed. They really had only a vague idea of what to do, and that sense of unknown was bothering her. This was all rather new and she wasn't exactly fond of looking the fool; which was how this would turn out if they didn't find themselves a decent mentor.

Pushing the concerns to the side for now, she would just focus on enjoying a hot shower and get her head on straight. No sense in worrying over something that hadn't happened yet anyway.

No sooner had he thrown the concoction in the frying pan, the phone started ringing. He sighed and shut off the burner, it would have to wait for now.
"If you're looking for Poptart, you've got the right number!" He chirped, sounding much more cheerful than he had originally intended. Well, he could manage coffee on the phone, and that's what he set out to doing, going in the cabinet for a large mug and setting it as quietly as possible on the counter, almost afraid to draw attention to the morning.

"Hello? Oh yes! Yes indeed. I was wondering If you do work for portfolios? You know, photographing standing works of art so that they can be put in portfolios. My name's Anna by the way, and my sister and I are in need of a photographer." She didn't quite know how else to put it really so being more blunt just seemed to do the trick.

Her eyes darted over to the toaster as it made that tale tell 'pop' sound telling her that her bagels were nice and toasty. Walking over to the refrigerator, she pulled out the juice and cream cheese, taking them over to the counter where the toaster sat. Pulling each half onto a saucer, she dug in the draws to her left for a butter knife before starting on smearing the cream cheese on the toasted bagel.

((I don't really have to detail her taking a shower, do I? xD Just assume she come back downstairs 15 minutes later, still damp but clean and dressed 8| ))

*Sounds or running water and some off-tune singing can be heard from the bathroom*

"Portfolios? Yeah, I can do that.... just tell me when you'll need me."
The shuffling at the other end of the line told him they were probably eating too, and he went to turn back on the burner, his stomach growling audibly. He chuckled to himself and went on, "Sounds like you have the same idea as me over there; food."

She chuckled lightly. "Ah yeah... sorry about that. Well.. When are you available? I'll have to talk to my sister to see when she'll be ready but maybe this after noon?" She looked up from the counter at the sounds of footsteps on the stairs. covering the mouth piece with her hand as best as she could, she called out for her sister. "Hey Kiwii, When would be a good time to have the photographer drop by?"

Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 2:36 pm

Zombies, Oh My!

Vicki x Ruger Colt
Lil x Rain
Start Date: May 16th, 2012

Lord_Lillith

**tosses out Vicki**
Vicki--- **flops** "Why you has to throw me out like trash????" She rubbed her head, then sighed, grabbibg her new Zombie book, short stories, reads happily and hums**

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I'm feelin' Ruger today~
*toss*

Ruger Colt:
*Landing on his feet, naturally, he took a moment to readjust his vest before giving the tosser an impetuous flick of his tail before approaching the girl holding a book. Trying to glance at the cover to see if he could catch the name of it, he gave up and simply introduced himself.*

"Hello~ It's a good read, I take it?"

Lord_Lillith

Vicki-- "Yes, it's a very good book." Shows him the cover, zombies are on it and it's called the walking dead (not the tv show)

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Ruger Colt:
*Straightens a bit as he reads the cover, quirking an eyebrow at her.*
"Fascination with the dead? Or the concept of the continuation of life after becoming deceased? Perhaps the theory of life eternal or..."

*realizing he was rambling, he coughed into his fist and looked at her apologetically*

"Uh, or I suppose you could just tell me. Zombies, huh?"
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Vicki-- "I just find it interesting and scary, I mean, I have heard there are some real zombies around here, I wonder if they act like they have no brains and eat the flesh.... I wish I could meet one.... maybe they are romantic, like vampires.... whatever they are, I would like to meet one. I mean if they don't try to eat me." She put her book down and looked him in the eye. "Have you ever met one?"
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Ruger Colt:
*A little taken aback by her sudden change of demeanor, he noted her interest and serious tone while trying to recall. Shaking his head slowly, he acquiesced.*

"No... I have many a fascinating person, but not a zombie; or perhaps at least not one that shared the knowledge that they were with me."

*Burrowing into his furred ruff with his mouth, Ruger's eyebrows knitted together in thought. He started to speak, realized that his speech was far too muffled, and withdrew himself from his boa to try again.*

"Pray tell, what would draw you to one? I mean, why the curiosity, especially if you're concerned over being an item on the menu?"

Vicki-- I don't know why, I haven't seen a movie yet, and only read books, and they don't seem as scary as people say they are." She thought about it. "And it has nothing to do with life after death, because if they are like the zombies in my books, it isn't a nice way to live, people scared of you and so on, not to mention rotting. That makes me feel bad for them....."

Ruger Colt:
*He listened with interest, tilting his head in thought at her words*

"I suppose it wouldn't be too different from leprosy, the rotting, I mean. To see and feel your own flesh die and fall off..."

*Ruger shuddered visibly at the mental imagery, suddenly reminded of his own health he normally took for granted; being quite thankful for it.*

"I suppose it depends on their cognitive capabilities. If they're unaware of themselves, then their situation might not seem so terrible. But if they're aware then it truly would be something to pity."

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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2012 8:16 am

I'm a WHAT?!

Gowland x Boris x Ruger
Kanna x Rain
Start Date: Sept. 19th, 2012

~Lady Kanna~

Congrats on the grandkids too Rose!!!

Boris:
Hey, knock it off with this 'grand' stuff, lady. >|
I am way too young to be a grandfather.
Ugh, Sarin? Sweetie?

Go to your room. >|!!

Gowland: -lazily looks over at Boris- Your kids had kids? Is this a time for a song? -grins the slightest bit, reaching slowly for his violin-

Boris:
Shut it, old man! If you so much as pluck a ditty with that damn thing I will break it over your head. >.>
*sulks and murmurs to himself*

Gowland: -frowns, taking his paw away from the violin- Well jeez! I just wanted to celebrate for you! Is it nice having kids? I'd like some kids sometime. Then they can all play in the amusement park all day~.

Boris:
*Glares darkly over his hands at Mary*
You do realize kids are trouble, right? And grandkids means your old, and you know what? If I'm old, you're ancient. So there.
*twitches his tail in annoyance*

Gowland: -folds his ears back and crosses his paws, settling down- Yeah, but I'm used to trouble.....And being old. But hey! Cats have 9 lives, right? You'll be young again soon!

Boris:
"Old man... just... I don't even."
*Covers his face with his paws as his ears wilt.
Someone, please, just shoot me. *

Gowland: -creeps over and settles down next to him, wrapping his tail around him in a 'hug'- It's okay, don't worry about it. And what would your kids say if you got shot? Not fun at all. -frowns- If there's one thing I've learned from running my park, it's that being old is all in your head. You're the one who chooses to be old or young. -sage nod-

Boris:
*Lets him move closer, and even allows the tail, though doesn't return the gesture*
"I'm trying very hard not to worry about it. But if I don't, who will worry for Sarin's kids? God, Sarin is having kids... "

*rocks back and forth in horror- before laughing out loud at the part about his kids*

"Old man, have you met my brood? Ruger! Ruger, get over here."

Ruger Colt:
"Hm? Yes father? What might I do to be of assistance?"

Boris:
"If I got shot, what would your sister do?"

Ruger:
"Assuming she wasn't the one that pulled the trigger? Or, rather, I suppose it wouldn't matter all that much now would it? She would laugh herself hoarse and then chide you, I'd imagine..."

Boris:
*turns back to Mary*
"See? Oh, also, this is Ruger, blood of my blood and all that."

Ruger Colt:
*quirks an eyebrow at the by-play, not sure what he just walked into*

"A pleasure, sir, I'm sure."

Gowland: NOW THAT'S JUST SAD! Yes, you're allowed to worry, but don't shoot yourself! Don't let anyone shoot you! Not even that blasted Hatter. -growls the slightest bit, but calms down- Oh so this is one of yours? I can definitely see he got your devilishly good looks. -muses- Hmm...Kids. -daydreams a bit-

Boris:
*snorts*

"It's not good to lie to the kids, Mary."

Ruger:
"A pleasure then, Gowland. And you're the one that ran the Amusement park? Boris talked about, yes."

*Lifting his muzzle out of his ruff enough to give the male a smile, he settles down, with his back clearly to his dad. He knew that when the old cat got this way, it was just best to ignore his temper tantrums.*

Gowland: -eye twitches as he starts to reach for his violin, only to stop when Ruger decides to be the polite one- Shut up Boris..... -grumbles- And yes! My amusement park! It's glorious! I was thinking of installing a new ride, actually....Though it's nowhere near ready to be tested. You'll have to come by. Free tickets for any of Boris' kids!

Boris:
*Gets a bit of his mischievous grin back when he sees Gowland react to his verbal jab, his tail giving a happy bob causing the piercing to chime*

"Now now old man, wouldn't want you to hurt yourself~"

Ruger Colt:
*His ears perk up at this, sitting up straight and leaning closer to the man.*

"That's very generous of you, and sounds quite wonderful! You wouldn't by chance mind if I brought along a date? I don't mind paying for her, don't get me wrong, I just think she'd enjoy a new thrill or two."

Boris:
"If you're talking about Hazlin, son, her idea of a good time is probably riding a T-rex while wielding a bazooka. Probably a touch out of your league."

Ruger:
"And what a woman~ Besides, a man can dream, right?"

Gowland: -settles down, ears twitching a little- I wouldn't mind at all. I'll have to make something thrilling enough if that dame enjoys things like T-Rexes and a bazooka. -thinks, obviously trying to come up with something- Maybe I'll make some sort of shooting-roller coaster thing.

Boris:
*Shakes his head at the conversation, not even remotely able to envision Hazlin on a roller coaster without something blowing up.*

"Well, at least I won't have to worry about grandkids from you anytime soon, Ruger."

Ruger:
*Waves off the older cheshire, not bothering to continue with the familiar needling and teasing on this topic. As far as he was concerned it was a rather exhausted one.

Turning back to Gowland, he grinned as his lengthy tail coiled around his own hind leg to keep it out of the way.*

"I would think she'd enjoy that very much, though I'm assuming the guns would have to be loaded with blanks, or paint pellets. It wouldn't be cost-effective to buy new targets every run, I'd fathom... "

*His mind was already alight with schematics and possibilities on the weaponry now, sharing the love of machinery that his father so enjoyed.*

Boris:
*The topic taking a turn for the better, his ears perked up with a chime from the earrings, grinning again as he crossed his arms.*

"Air would be better, wouldn't have to reload, doesn't cost anything, and wont damage the targets as much. Which kinda takes some of the fun out of it, but safety first, right?~"

*He laughed, his tone rather sarcastic.*

Gowland: -thinks about the suggestions, though frowns- But real guns and ammo make all the more fun, right? But perhaps you have a point...We wouldn't like anyone getting injured on property...Unless for a few certain people, but even then.... -furrows his brow, thinking more intently- Perhaps air guns would be the best...Though dealing with range and speed will be the difficult thing, won't it? I'll have my people think up some way to make it work. -nods-

Boris:
*nods in agreement*

"Real guns are of course more fun, but I doubt Alice would appreciate... dunno about Ruger's lady not-so-fair."

*Shrugging, he put a hand on Ruger's shoulder to try and curb the youth's enthusiasm, knowing he was about to start offering all kinds of help and ideas.*

Ruger Colt:
*Looks a little crestfallen as his idea is somewhat shot down, cringing a little at the thought of real guns being used on the ride, not seeing how that would actually be fun at all.*

"I can see you two are cut from the same violent cloth... and as for Hazzy,"

Before continuing he gives Boris a reproachful look,

"She's plenty fair. She'll only shoot you if you deserve it, as an example."

His expression shifted to almost excited as Gowland mentioned the difficulties of figuring out the system. It seemed like an interesting puzzle and one he'd certainly love to piece out and-

He felt his father's heavy hand on his shoulder and curbed his enthusiasm. It really wasn't his place to butt in, and there was the the little issue back home he'd helped cause. Couldn't really leave that unattended, could he?*

Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 8:39 am

The Saddest Song I've Got

Mary Gowland x Boris Airay
Kanna x Rain
Start Date: April 14th, 2013

~Lady Kanna~

Mary:: -is being a complete mope and doesn't even want to be inside of his park today, and is keeping to himself in his office rather than being out and greeting people...like he's supposed to be. It seems more and more rides are being shut down, to the point where the entire back half of the park is shut down-

Boris:
*He wasn't supposed to be here, he'd promised, but everything was so messed up and beyond him that he couldn't help but come back to the last place where things made any sort of sense. Another bad fight with Cy and now he was a mess. Again. He dragged his hands through the dust on his work table, the grit heavy from years of neglect. This was harder than he thought it would be, and instead of feeling more like his old self the cat just felt out of control; lost.

Shaking his head, he left his old home, slamming the door behind himself and began to roam. Even the Park seemed odd somehow, and it took Boris a while to realize that it was missing that spark that Mary gave it when the old man was around. Odd. An hour later and he had searched most of Mary's favorite spots where he would serenade guests with unwanted music from that horrid thing or any of his favorite rides.

Stroking his chin, Boris snapped his fingers before going to check the office. He was hardly ever there but, you never knew, right? He rapped on the door lightly before opening it anyway, the knock a courtesy rather than asking for permission. He stuck his head in and looked around curiously.*

"Old Man?"

Mary: -He didn't even bother to answer, head in his hands, elbows on his own desk, which was oddly devoid of anything. Usually there would be some kind of new plan for a ride, or some kind of failed safety report, but there would be less of those, given that all roller coasters were closed, and had been for quite some time by the look of things. There was a lone picture on his desk, though Boris already knew what it was of, thought it dully reflected in the dull lighting. Over to the side, locked away with no sign of a key, was the violin. It too, while in the case, looked absolutely neglected and dusty. If the appearance of the room said anything, the disheveled look of its owner was more of a confirmation-

Boris:
"....eh?"
*He looked around in mild confusion for a moment, it made sense that his own room would look so neglected but for the main office to be was... well, disconcerting really. It wasn't like he didn't know that Mary had been a little down or something, but he didn't really know until this moment. And that was a lot to take in at once.

Selfishly he wanted nothing more than to close the door and reopen it to a lively and clean, if messy, office with a loud and chipper Gowland that grated on his nerves in a light-hearted way. Bright lights, loud sounds, things to chase the dark away. This wasn't his Door though, and it wouldn't work like that anyway.

Instead the cat sighed and hung his head, leaning on the door frame for a moment to gather himself before standing tall and striding in; taking the nearest empty chair and turning it around to sit in it the 'wrong' way while staring at Mary's back.*

"So."

Mary: -He had hoped he would have left, just left him to be alone and deal with this on his own, but it clearly wasn't going to happen. He had the form to sign off the land right with him at this moment, and it was what he was looking at. He'd already signed it off to Blood, who had sent it on April Fools, but had taken it....seriously. He didn't want to bother with any of this anymore. He didn't want to look at any of his territory. He just wanted to quietly leave his role behind, and let it fall into better hands. He finally gave a heavy sigh when Boris sat down, and took the paper, holding it out behind him for him to look at. He wasn't going to say anything more until he heard what the cat had to say on it.-

Boris:
*He snatched the offered document, waiting a moment to see if he would turn around to face him before Boris started to read it, but that was to no avail. Flicking an ear with a downward quirk of his mouth, the cat finally brought his full attention to the paperwork and started to read.

A relinquishment? Could he do that? What would the Jokers think of it? Then again, he himself had just... left. What did he think, that this place would stay the same forever and ever? That nothing could, or would, ever change here? His ears folded back as he slumped in the chair.

"....What now, then?"

He flung the papers towards Mary's desk, a few of them landing as intended and some others fluttering to the floor. The motion seemed a lot more angry than he felt, if anything Boris felt... empty. Tapped out. He had the vague idea to get the twins to kill him and have his clock checked by Julius. Not that he was sure what that would do exactly, and even with how everything had fallen apart he still didn't want to die.

Huh. Imagine that. Maybe Alice had rubbed off on him more than he thought. The memory was a bitter one though, and he shoved it away from himself as hard as he could.

Mary: -sighs vaguely again, letting the papers land on the floor, before finally turning around, his eyes red and beard...beard?! Well he really had let himself go from the usual clean shaven or stubbled look. He didn't look well at all, perhaps even the slightest bit ill.-
"I don't know....Find somewhere quiet to let myself finally go? Somewhere they can't find my clock. Just....You know. Leave in my own little way."
-He glanced to the locked up instrument, though diverted his gaze down to his hands, and to the floor.-
"I've tried....You know. It's just...It's not working out. I can't do this anymore Boris. I'm old, I'm too old for this and for anything."

Boris:
*His grip tightened on the wood of the chair, knuckles white as he tried to process what was being said. This was... the dumbest thing he ever heard. Seriously. Did an After Image remember what living was like? Wouldn't Ace find the clock anyway? ...Not that he was supposed to know it was Ace that did Julius' dirty work but...

He smacked his forehead on the back of the chair a good whack or two and then just lay there with his head down for a few moments. Wonderland was falling apart, it seemed. Did that mean Alice 'woke up'? The thought bothered him more than it should, and right after he was awash with guilt. This was not how he planned on dealing with the mess he'd gotten himself into. Speaking of, with how differently time worked here than out there, wasn't he technically older than Mary now? The thought made him blanch visibly.*

"I... am a grandfather."

*He hadn't said that before, couldn't... the mere thought made his innards flop around like some dying fish. Not only was he a grandfather, but his grandkids were off finding mates of their own, even adopting kids, which made him a great-grandfather if he really thought on it. How did this all happen? And what was worse, he'd spent so much time inside his own head that he hadn't been there for all those moments that mattered so much. But how could he be? It all felt so off, so strange to him.*

"I don't think I can call you old man anymore."

*It wasn't a direct answer, not really, but if Mary felt that wound down he should try looking from a different angle. He really wasn't that much older in looks than the others, and age didn't work that way here anyway. It was a relative thing, wasn't that what he kept telling himself?

Didn't make himself feel better either.*

Mary: -He watched Boris just a little, though kept from looking up at him often enough. He knew that his dear friend...if they even were friends anymore...had a family, and the thought broke his heart even more. He had been excited to possibly have kids with his....his previous mate. He wanted a family so badly, something to love and just not be alone anymore, since Boris had moved out with a family of his own, and Pierce had...left to whereever. But that was long gone, and alone again he was. And it was going to stay that way, it seemed. He didn't want to find another to replace her. There was no one that could possibly be like her. He gripped his hands together a little bit, tilting his head down a little further so Boris wouldn't have to see him cry. He ended up turning back around, trying not to give any clue as to how much it hurt, and barely kept his voice steady-

"I'll always be a old man, Boris. You've got your youth, don't let it get you down, right? You've got a family, and someone to love and...That's worth living for, right?"

-His voice cracked the slightest bit near the end, though he tried to keep his composure.-

Boris:
*He couldn't have known, and with his back turned couldn't have seen, the effect his words had on the cat. Boris' whole body seemed to shudder before he completely deflated, as if the strings holding him up had been cut and he slumped heavily into the chair. His ears pressed back so hard they were hidden in his hair and his tail hung limp and still; lifeless.

He breathed deeply once, twice, and then choked on something. This was so beyond him, out of control and something he had no idea how to fix. Normally challenges were a welcome thing, but not like this. He coughed hard for a moment, his chest tight as he clumsily tried to stand. Boris threw the chair away from himself in his frustration and stumbled back to the door, clutching the wooden frame briefly as if he wasn't sure if there was something he should say or do, before he left Mary alone with his own thoughts while he tried to deal with everything going on in his own head.*

Mary: -He could tell maybe he had said something wrong. The moment Boris went dead silence he knew he'd done something. It was his fault that they weren't friends....He didn't have any friends, that was right. Only enemies. He just wanted to lie to himself and say he wouldn't be missed, and believed it, except for that tiny, nearly extinguished part of him that was trying oh so hard to make it stop, to go back to the cheery happy Gowland, one that didn't care how much people hated his music, one that didn't have fear to play that violin. In the end, that glimmer of hope was drowned again in a sea of melancholy, though something else rode atop it. Whether they be friends or not, he worried dearly about Boris, especially as he coughed and left. It was this that made him come after him, not caring about the tears streaming down his cheeks at the moment. He ran, for the first time in forever, after him, finally catching up, barely able to breathe. He was absolutely worried, and cared about others, even if it wasn't about himself. The old man had grabbed his arm, grip light enough for Boris to pull away if he wanted, so and doubled over, trying to get the words to come out. He hadn't stopped crying this entire time, and wasn't exactly a pretty crier. He couldn't even get anything to come out of his mouth, choked back by quiet sobs and ragged breaths. He was the epitome of useless.-

Boris:
His whole body jerked around almost violently at the lightest of touches, whirling on Mary as if he might punch him though his fist never raised. Instead he just stared hollowly at the crying man, his eyes glassy and far gone as he stood there with a thousand-mile stare. He hadn't cried yet, couldn't, wouldn't. Hadn't felt the breaking point, or wasn't allowing himself to.

Instead he just stood there in front of the disheveled man who used to play songs and light up with life as he ran about the Park. One ear swiveled to face towards Gowland and the fish charm chimed softly at the movement before he lowered his gaze to the hunched mess of a man. If he allowed himself to see, to feel, would this be himself soon?

His lips parted as if he were going to speak, but there was no sound. Nothing to say. Words never seemed to matter very much anyway.

Mary: He finally could speak after a long while of quick inhales, followed by holding his breath as long as he could, before shakily letting it out. He wasn't going to calm down, and flinched when he thought Boris might hit him. He wouldn't have been the first, after all. He could remember being kicked and punched when he tried to play before. He had just laughed it off before, but now...Now he knew how worthless he was.

He was the most worthless piece. Blood had a mafia, Julius kept the whole world alive, Vivaldi kept order in her land....And what was he? Just an amusement park owner, and a really shitty one at that. He didn't deserve to be allowed to be a roll holder. If anyone, Boris would be far better at it.

"At least......At least let me help whatever I did wrong...Before I leave. I know I'm useless, I couldn't do anything to help anyone, I couldn't save her. I killed her. It's my fault she's dead. But let me at least try, Boris....You deserve your happiness." He managed to choke out, placing the blame on himself. He'd die for Boris....And it might have to come to that.

Boris:
He simply stood as the old man fell apart, almost afraid that if he reached out to him he'd fall too. He could almost feel it, that unraveling at the corners of his world as it all came undone. Then something he said caught at his mind, drew his attention, and his eyes glittered dangerously. With how focused he was on his own problems and pain he couldn't even fathom what Mary was talking about or going through, he jumped to the conclusion that he meant Alice.

"She's... dead? Alice is dead?!"

The fact that he wouldn't exist right now if that were the case escaped him, everything tense and taunt and focused on that singular point of interest. He reached out and grabbed Mary by the front of his unkept yellow jacket and dragged him close as he stared intensely at the sobbing man.

Mary: He was absolutely shocked. The man would have protested and corrected Boris earlier, had it not been for his already disheveled, and emotionally compromised state. He managed to shake his head, confused why Alice of all people was being brought up! He hadn't seen the girl in so long.

"N-No! My....My wife...My precious sweet Miasma...It's all my fault, I never should have ever let her anywhere near me. It's all my fault for building this park. I-If I hadn't then maybe she'd still be al....al..." He couldn't finish, choking on his words, and also on his own clothes. Mostly words though. Gowland was absolutely heartbroken, and it showed.

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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 8:46 am

Bitter Hands Cradle Broken Glass
(it's song lyrics, don't mind me)

Alice Liddell x Boris Airay
Kyai x Rain
Start Date: April 15th, 2013

Alice:
Dark. It was dark.

The looming shadows of the trees- they were trees, were they not?- before her seemed to sway in the non-existent wind, seemed to grow and reach for her in the dark, though she knew it was unlikely. Or perhaps not, as it was not an uncommon occurrence for the scenery itself to come alive and swallow her whole. She wondered if that was Wonderland's doing, or if it was solely the construct that her mind had created for her.

How fitting, that the Wonderland meant to save her from madness had driven her to it. Rarely did she recognize her surroundings, only the disjointed images that plagued her day by day. Alice had brief moments of lucidity, but they were always spent in fear. Always in terror of the next episode, always crying out for someone to save her from the darkness in her head.

Blood. There was still blood on her hands, and for a moment she paused in her aimless trek to scrub futilely at the invisible stains. Frantic murmurings rose into the air as the girl- still a girl, no, no, not a woman- began to glance fervently over her shoulder, watching for the monsters that only she could see. The path was still, but again the shadows seemed to lengthen upon the moonlit forest floor, to reach for her, and a quiet whimper of terror lilted the air.

Boris:
This wasn't what he wanted, what he had intended. Time shifted again and Boris couldn't stand to be in this room anymore, with the broken furniture and destroyed books. Chains had been ripped from the wall and plaster was scattered across the floor in testament to his rage. Old things, tokens that had once been so precious and dear, lay broken and trampled. What little light could penetrate the thick layer of dust through the window barely touched the mess; he raised his hands into the afternoon glow briefly as dust motes swirled in their wake, clenching and relaxing his fists.

Nothing seemed to sate the hurt and anger, and he only had himself to blame. Too curious for his own good, too good at creating messes; chaos. Numbly he shuffled to the door, his boa forgotten and strewed across the destroyed bed as he left... the door unable to shut behind him in its splintered state.

Boris paced on the cobbled stones of the Amusement Park, oblivious to the passerby and the strange looks his disheveled appearance earned him. He didn't even notice the scratches and blood he'd smeared in his rampage, not that it was overmuch. Not nearly enough. In times like these when he couldn't think, couldn't focus or feel anymore he always fell back on old habits. That ingrained and animal creature that lay just below in the glint and gleam of his chains and his eyes.

He needed to hurt, and inflict pain. To test himself against something and just throw everything at someone, something. And Ace was always a favorite choice if he could hunt him down. If nothing else the forests were safer, calmer somehow. His head raised slowly as he looked beyond the roofs and noticed something outside of himself for the first time in... a long while.

----

His muscles strained deliciously as he ran through the woods, negligent in the reaching branches that snagged at him and sometimes caught a chain or his clothes painfully. That didn't matter. Feeling something again mattered, hurting mattered. It meant there was still something else than the... the what?

The broken family? The nothingness and awfulness of those angry and sad eyes...

He promptly turned towards the nearest tree and went up, scrambling into the branches and leaping that way, not checking to see if he'd safely catch the next one or not. So what if he fell. Time shifted again and the moon suddenly was round and full, and the ghostly sound of fear nearly made him miss the next branch. What-

His eyes grew wide and his face taunt in recognition. No. It, was it? Her?
He dropped to the forest floor painfully and had trouble getting his legs back under him as he shifted towards the sound, running between dark trunks and scratching branches to grind to a halt in front of what looked almost like an apparition to him. His hand reached out as if to touch her, but that felt so very wrong somehow. As if she would shatter or his hand would simply pass right though like she was so much mist. Eyes still wide in panic and adrenaline, he faced off the terrorized girl, unsure yet again what he should do.

"Alice?"

His voice was rough and hoarse, as if unused for a long time or he'd spent the past day screaming. He wasn't sure which. Swallowing hard, he tried to take a step towards her, half expecting her likeness to suddenly disappear and he'd find himself alone once more.

Dark. Dark. The shadows were closing in, it wasn't... it wasn't...

There! A dark figure snapped her attention to the branches overhead, and Alice barely stifled a scream as the decisive 'crack!' warned her that she had been spotted, and her monsters weren't so out of reach anymore. Petrified, she turned so her back was against the tree, feeling the rough bark bite into the exposed flesh of her back. The fabric there tore a little more, already ragged and frayed due to lack of care, stained by dirt and blood.

The terrified murmuring increased in volume as the figure, silhouetted in the dim moonlight, leapt to the ground with all the grace of a feline- no! no! not him- and begun a slow stalk in her direction, seeming hesitant (she knew it was a ruse, it always was). "No... not here... dark... dark..." the babbled words grew in their intensity even as their meaning was lost to the ears of anyone listening- they made sense to her, and that was all that mattered. Her fingers scrabbled for purchase on the bark behind her, fingernails cracking and breaking under the desperate pressure. She didn't notice.

As the figure neared, certain features began to take shape, and the recognition that stole over her was not a pleasant sensation. Furry ears, a flicking tail... that boa. Feline grace. Her terrorized murmurings became horrified gasps, her bloodied hands rising to cover her dirt-streaked face. "NO! NO!"

Boris:
He staggered as if he's been shot. If this was an illusion it was a merciless punishment from the Jokers themselves, a torment and just reward for having 'escaped' Wonderland for so long. He could smell her fear, taste its bitterness.

He'd done this.

He choked, stumbling back into brambles that snagged and rasped against his skin, tearing and biting. Pulling himself away, he side-stepped to remain outside of that invisible circle, that emotional and tangible boundary that Alice had set around herself to keep him out. With apparently very good reason.

What had he done? How could this have happened? His ears folded back as he hung his head and slumped forward, dropping to his knees before her in such utter defeat. Everything he'd ever wanted, ever had, he'd destroyed. Every home, every safe place, every shred of happiness he'd taken for granted and twisted it until it was black and broken and there was just no excuse.

His shoulders shook once, twice, and the weight of it all came crashing down as he sobbed. Crying, finally, for the first time since...

"I, I'm sorry. Alice I'm so sorry, what did I- ...sorry. I'm sorry..."

Mind-numbing terror. Every time this apparition had appeared to her before, despair, heartbreak and so much pain followed. No. No, he was gone. It wasn't... it wasn't... he wouldn't have left... but he had. No. Anguish quickly followed on the heels of her horror and fear, and acceptance began seeping through the very visible cracks that were appearing. Gone. Gone. Alone. Always.

The choked gasping of dread and terror, almost without reprieve for breath, turned to hitched breaths and cold tears, the trembles of her fright almost instantaneously becoming the quivers of restrained sobs, unwilling or unable to face what she knew to be staring her down. "Not here... you're not here..." the softly spoken, tremulous words were almost inaudible above her own labored breaths, and all at once, the strength fled from her limbs. Alice slid bonelessly down the tree's trunk, unknowing- or perhaps simply uncaring- of the roughness that scraped against her back, split the already frail skin open.

Lucidity was coming on, and she didn't want to face it. The monsters were fading away, and only the depths of her endless confusion and despair were left to greet her here. What was worse, then- letting herself be swept away by the illusions of shadows and monsters that sought to track her every movement, dog her every step in the darkness, or facing a reality that she was alone, that her next descent may be the final one, and no one would be the wiser to her mind losing itself to this nightmare? There was... she struggled to remember... there was someone who cared, someone who looked after her when the nights were long, and the shadows reached further.

But not here now. Not now.

Burying her face in her knees as she tried to block out what her senses told her were there, Alice froze abruptly when a choked sound and hitched breathing suddenly stopped her own breaths. It hadn't come from her.

Slowly, shakily, her head lifted, teal eyes focusing on the painfully familiar figure in front of her. Though her own face was streaked with tears, somehow his features were starkly in focus, not blurred, not... dark. This was wrong somehow. She didn't... couldn't... it wasn't right. Taking a trembling breath, her fingers unclenched themselves from the dirt that they had gripped with the ferocity of a woman hanging on for her life, and her arm lifted weakly from its position at her side. Cautiously, her hand settled upon the purplish strands that were wholly familiar, and yet not, though her thoughts couldn't seem to process exactly what was going on before her. Only that it was wrong.

Boris:
There was no shame anymore, no pride, and he wept openly without reserve. There was so much to cry for, so much that had gone so very wrong. He hadn't meant for it to, honestly, he'd just been so selfish and what he tried to fix just unraveled in his inept hands. Frustration roiled inside of him, turning everything a sickly color as he quietly started to keen under his breath; unable to completely mute the howl building within him. This wasn't right. This wasn't... it wasn't supposed to be like this. Hadn't he flailed himself open enough times already? How many times did he have to suffer until his penance was paid? Was this the real game? The suffering?

He couldn't even meet her gaze, her mumbled words making his ears twitch in their flattened position against his skull. Gritting his teeth as his fists clenched and unclenched repeatedly, he hung his head and muttered to the dirt, unable to speak to her directly now.

"Yes I am. I came back... I know I shouldn't have... I, I'm so sorry Alice. I don't have the right. I.."

Dammit all to hell, what happened to her? Was this because he left? Did Wonderland unbalance? His hands were shaking as they reached up on their own accord to grip his face and his hair, tugging on the strands as if that would help while he hunched down further into himself. God, so many regrets.

A flash of pale flesh edged into his vision accompanied by just the lightest of pressure, almost to be imagined, as her fingers reached out to touch. Boris lifted his head slightly to look at her, eyes wide and concerned but he didn't dare remove her hand from his head. Did she remember anything? Someone here had to know what happened, could've stopped this. Why didn't anyone help her? Where was everyone? Or, did someone do this to her? His eyes grew a little wider at the thought, an angry reaction for a cat. His hand hovered a hand over hers, afraid to touch her, but longing so badly to.

"Alice? Can you hear me?"

This wasn’t real. Couldn’t be real, but her fingers still moved of their own accord and felt the familiar softness beneath them –hadn’t his hair always felt like a cat’s?- but this wasn’t… No. He was gone, this wasn’t right. Where was… she was always there, why wasn’t she here? The darkness was closing around her, she could feel herself falling. “You’re not…” This is what madness felt like. Alice clutched at her knees tighter, but didn’t want to let go of… of what?
Shaking harder as the tears fell, she started tugging at the purplish strands, unaware if she was causing pain or that she was streaking her own blood through his hair. No, why could she feel this? It was an illusion, a nightmare. Panicking, she got on her knees and moved closer to him, unaware of her dress tearing further in the dirt as she reached out with her other hand as well to grasp at his hair. She needed to know what this was and desperation filled her as she tugged and twisted the strands between her fingers. Pulling his head closer to her, sobbing as she groped and fought with the shadows, her fingertips brushed something in the mess of hair that felt… furry. Familiar.

Letting go as if she’d been burned, she gasped before reaching out with shaking hands again to feel the outline of his flattened ears. The cold metal of the piercings. Automatically out of engrained habit she pinched and rubbed the feline shaped ears as darkness started to trickle down her spine. Color was fading. Not real, not real, not… “B-Boris? You’re…”

Teal eyes locked onto the hurt and sorrow she saw in his before her world went completely dark and she pitched forward, everything slipping away.

Boris:
His fingers twitched above her hand, dying to touch her, needing to, but the wild look in her eyes warned him away. How could this have happened? Where was Gowland? Or Nightmare? Or ********, even Peter?! Where were they?! How could the let her become… become this? What sick joke was this? This wasn’t supposed to happen, even if he left Wonderland should’ve gone on as normal; but the Park was dark and abandoned, the forests looked untamed, and Alice… oh god Alice. He’d thought leaving the other world had been the hardest thing he’d ever done, but looking into the lost expression on her face was destroying him. There were no words for this kind of hell.
He watched her lips move, denying him, and he bowed his head in absolute shame. Pulling his hand away, tucking both of them against his chest, he could feel the ever-steady tick-tock and wondered why it could still do that if it felt like it was breaking? Shouldn’t something change? Hadn’t he changed? A sob wrecked his body as he shook his head slowly at the thought, feeling her hand glide through his hair.

And then the touch wasn’t so gentle anymore, as she gripped and started to jerk, he winced at the pain in his scalp. Was she mad? Pissed? Angry he could handle, just don’t slip away, please Alice, don’t slip away. He raised his head enough to look at her, though it pained him further to do so, and saw her crawl towards him with her other hand raised as well. Her eyes were still glassed over, and her hands were caked in dirt and blood. Still, he leaned closer to her, giving her better access to whatever she sought. He could feel her fingers snake and tug, gritting his teeth as she yanked on him; but he didn’t dare make her stop. He could practically feel each sob that went through her body as her hands shook and snarled in his locks. And then amidst the pain there was a tiny jolt of pleasure. Familiar and warm and completely undeserved as her fingers found his ears. How many times had she touched him like this? How many more chances could he possibly get- but no, she had pulled away, her face startled. Boris opened his mouth to speak but there was nothing he could possibly say. Nothing that could ever make this right or even come close to bandaging the wound.

His eyes widened as her hands returned, feeling along the length of his buried ears. He couldn’t help but close his eyes and let his ears unfold at her touch. He knew he wasn’t forgiven, and even if she ever could he’d never do it for himself, but hope coursed through him; and he opened his eyes with heavy lids to see her staring straight at him. And then she said his name. If he had a heart, he was pretty sure it would’ve stopped right there, but there was no time to think about it as her body keeled forward, the light going from her eyes right before they closed.

”Alice?! ALICE!”

He reached out and caught her, cold with fear and panic as he put an ear to her chest. Ba-dump ba-dump, ba-dump. Oh thank god. Nothing had ever sounded so beautiful. He always loved the beating of her heart, but nothing compared to his sudden relief. Cradling her in his arms, he brought her to his chest and stood up. He had no right to hold her against him, to feel the weight of her body in his arms, but he was the only one here and he’d have to do. And this time he wasn’t ******** letting go; still, he had to get help. She’d fainted, he was sure, and there wasn’t even a bed in his room. Gowland. He had to find Mary. Adjusting her in his arms as best he could, Boris turned around and headed back the way he came, though a lot more careful this time.

”Hang on Alice, I’ve got you. I’m so sorry…”

He was mumbling to her, he knew, but there was no help for it. He could say sorry a million times a day and not even come close to how heavy he felt. Tucking her in closer to his chest, he bowed his head over her as he pushed through the branches, doing his best to shield her body with his own as he sought help.

”Please, just be okay. I love you, please come back. Please… I love you, I love you, I’m so sorry…”

Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 2:21 am

[2:53:10 AM] Rain ~: (Wait, my bad, she spells it Loreena, but I've seen Lorina)
[2:53:20 AM] Rain ~: I will have to look that one up, Nasa x3
[2:53:51 AM] Rain ~: [2:52 AM] Fea Line:

<<< i actually have boris in my head now going SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACEEEEEEEEEEEE.... orzorzorz
[2:53:54 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Lyra sticks in my head.
[2:53:55 AM] Kitty!Yushi: LOL.
[2:53:58 AM] Kitty!Yushi: BORIS WHY.
[2:54:02 AM] Rain ~: god the silly convos that happen way too early
[2:54:09 AM] Rain ~: Boris: BECAUSE SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE
[2:54:16 AM] Mia: BORIS WHAT
[2:54:20 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Cali: -eyes her father curiously- Dementia? At his age?
[2:54:38 AM] Mia: Bell: -utterly confused.-
[2:54:57 AM] Rain ~: she then linked me to this
[2:54:58 AM] Rain ~: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ENT2mQuK5pg
[2:55:02 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Cali: -curls beside Bell- We may need to take care of father soon. He may be unfit to care for himself.
[2:55:02 AM] Nasai: Dum: you arent drunk are you?
[2:55:18 AM] Rain ~: Boris: MAYBE
[2:55:30 AM] Nasai: Dum: yeah you do drunk wrong, you're cut off
[2:55:34 AM] Mia: Bell: Who'll take care of Ma then? We need to do all of it. :C
[2:56:06 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Cali: -tilts her head quietly, eyes blank- Of course we do. Mother and father are precious.
[2:56:22 AM] Rain ~: Boris: I-just. Space, y'know
[2:56:29 AM] Rain ~: Boris: stars, n'stuff
[2:56:34 AM] Nasai: Dum: yeah no... *drags his friend off*
[2:56:36 AM] Rain ~: Boris: s'pretty
[2:56:56 AM] Rain ~: Where we goin'? No Dum, ur not pretty, space is, and nooooo
[2:57:06 AM] Rain ~: (what is this crack xD)
[2:57:09 AM] Mia: Bell: Stars are pretty, yeah, but.. they always disappear.
[2:57:34 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Calico: -makes a reminder that Bell displays rather depressing tendencies, and eyes Dum dragging her father off.-
[2:57:58 AM | Edited 2:58:07 AM] Nasai: Dum: we're going to get you tons of water because with our luck you'll end up with a massive hangover because it'll stay night time for a ridiculously long time
[2:58:16 AM] Rain ~: Boris: but I dun like water :<
[2:58:18 AM] Rain ~: s'wet
[2:58:21 AM] Kitty!Yushi: PFFFFT.
[2:58:24 AM] Kitty!Yushi: s'wet. Omfg.
[2:58:27 AM] Nasai: Dum: yeah you're drunk you dont get a say
[2:58:30 AM] Rain ~: *pouts*
[2:58:46 AM] Mia: Bell: ....
[2:58:53 AM | Edited 2:59:14 AM] Mia: -facepalms.-
[2:59:30 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Calico: -Frowns. This doesn't tarnish her view on her father, necessarily, but it does…. /alter/ things. She may not be able to view him and a glass of water without a smirk from now on.-
[2:59:44 AM | Edited 2:59:52 AM] Nasai: Dum: *pauses and then looks back at the twins* you guys wanna come too. Pen and the others will probably love the company and Marise has wonderful brownies
[3:00:10 AM] Mia: Bell: -perks up immediately.- Brownies?
[3:00:16 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Calico: -flicks her ears upright at the mention of /sweets/. She's also been a sweet tooth.-
[3:00:21 AM] Kitty!Yushi: *always
[3:00:37 AM] Rain ~: (Cali xDD)
[3:00:45 AM] Kitty!Yushi: She's my adorable babbin.
[3:00:53 AM] Rain ~: (Fea's asking if she can join in? any nays?)
[3:00:58 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (Go ahead!!)
[3:01:06 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (The more the merrier!)
[3:01:10 AM] *** Rain ~ added Fea Line ***
[3:01:19 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Hi hi!
[3:01:39 AM] Fea Line: owo !
[3:01:44 AM] Kitty!Yushi: O u O <333
[3:01:49 AM] Rain ~: Boris: ... brownies? Space brownies? s'that possile? Possi... bable?
[3:01:54 AM] Fea Line: omg XD
[3:01:55 AM] Rain ~: Poss... CAN THAT HAPPEN
[3:02:09 AM] Nasai: Dum: *smirks* yeah... they're space brownies but you only get them if you drink the water
[3:02:18 AM] Rain ~: Boris: :< nu
[3:02:30 AM] Fea Line: ./hands Boris space?
[3:02:33 AM] Rain ~: (What is this even I have never had a drunk char in my head before xD)
[3:03:03 AM] Rain ~: Boris: .... *holds the space lovingly, his eyes huge like he's on n*** OwO
[3:03:27 AM] Rain ~: ...god, that's the last thing we need the kids knowing
[3:03:34 AM] Rain ~: slip some 'n** into daddy's food
[3:03:36 AM] Fea Line: spacenip?
[3:03:38 AM] Nasai: Dum: *just keeps dragging boris along back home, hopping Marise isnt put out with the sudden influx of company he's bringing*
[3:03:40 AM] Rain ~: go on, it'll be -hilarious-
[3:04:16 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Cali: -……… What is her father /on/, exactly? Did it matter, though? He made brownies happen, somehow. So, all's good that ends well. Or something like that.-
[3:04:52 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *lets himself be dragged along, purring happily with his tail wagging back and forth*~~
[3:05:22 AM] Nasai: Dum: you are sooo wasted *laughs* I should get a picture for Dee and Keris
[3:06:36 AM] Rain ~: Boris: Not wasted, wellshspent. Peppermintsomethingsomething they put in, s'tasty. And now, I has meh Space <3
[3:06:54 AM] Fea Line: ./hasnoideawhatsgoingonbesidesSPACE
[3:07:05 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *whispers to his space thingy* psst, I love you space, dun tell Alicesh, kay?~
[3:07:13 AM] Fea Line: LMFAO
[3:08:07 AM] Rain ~: Boris: haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, hey. D... er, I see two twins, both o'you. So, DumDee, when's brownies? 83?
[3:09:49 AM] Nasai: Dum: Seriously... *shakes head* I'm way better looking than brother and he has long hair. Well I gotta sneak you all in, so boss doesnt get angry or something about the influx of Airay's in the mansion, eh I'll just get him some of that orange tea or what ever he's crazy about.
[3:11:53 AM] Rain ~: Boris: There's too many me's aren't there? :< Not enough Spa- oh, oh I see whad you did thur. HahahahahahaSpace <3
[3:12:05 AM] Rain ~: (*has offically killed this chat*)
[3:12:21 AM] Fea Line: -isjustwatchingxD)
[3:13:26 AM] Rain ~: Mia and Yushi ran away though xD
[3:13:32 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Calico: -also just….. watching-
[3:13:46 AM] Kitty!Yushi: She's gathering all the information
[3:14:05 AM] Rain ~: taking notes on how to defeat dear old dad, eh? xD
[3:14:24 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Awh yis.
[3:14:31 AM] Rain ~: (can see the " s'wet :< " part coming back to haunt his a** later)
[3:14:53 AM] Nasai: Dum: well your kids where here at one point and that makes them more Airays. *fiddles with the door and keeping boris upright, because geez his friend is soooo gone. Boris should be happy that Dum isnt feeling mischevious tonight* okay and we're in. Brownies should be in a huge plate on the counter, if there isnt enough Marise loves making them I think if she's still up
[3:16:19 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Marise: -and indeed she is up! The second she heard Dum come home she ran to the door, about to give him a "welcome home hug" when, instead, she spotted Boris and two of his kids. Grinning, she immediately went for the kids, hugging them tightly- Oh, aren't they precious?!
[3:16:26 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *Is dragged through the door and looks around* ... s'not Space :< I was lied to. Ur s'posed to be nice to friends Twee. S'not cool :< I wan my brownie wif space
[3:17:31 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *Blinks several times at Marise* Hi Issy, we're s'posed to go to Space
[3:17:53 AM | Edited 3:18:31 AM] Nasai: Dum: thats because we're getting to the space Boris remember you still need that water*rolls eyes* and awww hey give them hugs first I see how it is *mock pouts*
[3:17:54 AM] Rain ~: *pouts with his ears and tail drooped, eyes still -very- dilated*
[3:18:20 AM] Rain ~: (Boris is talking to Boris. now I KNOW he's blitzed outta his skull)
[3:18:25 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Marise: Space? Are we? -Flicks one ear up, then glances at Dum curiously before wrapping her arms around her mate- <3 I didn't forget you! And what about space? Is he okay?
[3:18:37 AM | Edited 3:18:44 AM] Nasai: no one saw that XD
[3:18:40 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Calico: -slips her way to the brownies because she can /smell/ them.-
[3:20:17 AM] Rain ~: Boris: Silly Tweedleperson, thur's no water in space, thas why no one can hear you sccccccreeeam 'cause it's Spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaceeeeeeeeee

..
and I wanna go and he won let me Issy :<
[3:20:27 AM] Rain ~: (pfft Nassa xD)
[3:21:04 AM] Nasai: Dum: *smiles and returns the hug* he's either High off catnip or drunk or something. I just was checking something out for Boss and found him and his kids looked sooo confused that I thought might as well take care of him. Just drink the water Boris
[3:21:18 AM] Rain ~: (I'm so sorry Cali, Boris will be a better dad when sober, thank god for friends xD Alice is going to have a kitty cat rug when she finds out)
[3:22:19 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *Looks up from one to the other, conversation obviously lost on him until it comes to the water part*

... no.
*He tries to hiss, but it comes out garbled and completely non-threatening*
[3:23:35 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Calico: -content just eating brownies, wagging her feet back and forth on the chair- <3  Marise: Oh. Well. -grins and reaches up, patting Boris' shoulder- Well, what about water flavored like space? -Ah yes, she's making things up at this point, but it's helpful, yes?-
[3:23:56 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( Tricky woman, but she had to be to raise her kids. ))
[3:24:26 AM] Mia: Bell: -clings to Marise because she smells nice and safe.-
[3:25:04 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Marise: -pets Bell's head, humming gently- What a sweetie <3
[3:25:38 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *His eyes grow so huge that it looks freaky, ears flipping back in disbelief* YOU CAN MAKE THAT?!
Issy can cook aaaaannnyyyyfing
[3:26:12 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( SUCESS, HE BITES THE BAIT ))
[3:26:38 AM] Nasai: Dum: *thinks he has a bottle of water flavoring somewhere... hopefully* yep yep she can. You know Marise is just amazing like that, lets get you that space water and some brownies
[3:27:17 AM] Rain ~: ((HE'S BLITZED, YES XD Also, I suspect Boris will be back later with his tail tucked and ears hung low, offering an apology and probably dinner for the family for his asshat behaviour xD Probably found some wild 'n** out in the woods))
[3:27:42 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Marise: Of course I can, hun <3 I may have been born in a lab, but I find my way around a kitchen pretty well these days~ Lemme go get that space water, and you stay put, mkay? -Smiles sweetly, pecking Dum's cheek with a kiss before wandering off to get water and lemons.-
[3:29:28 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *Looks back and forth between the two, still in disbelief* You... would do Space for me?
*He looks reverent, also very high* I... s'ankyou. I... best friends, bester friends.
[3:30:34 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *Notices Bell now that Marise has moved*
Heeeeey, hey. Belllllleee, we get to go drink Space. In't great? Thank th' nice peoples kay.
[3:30:48 AM] Fea Line: http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/LilRacerGirl/BorisSpaceS.png /cough
[3:31:03 AM] Rain ~: oh
[3:31:04 AM] Rain ~: oh my god
[3:31:09 AM] Rain ~: Fea ILU SO HARD
[3:31:11 AM] Kitty!Yushi: PFFFT
[3:31:16 AM] Fea Line: xD <3
[3:32:29 AM | Edited 3:32:33 AM] Nasai: Dum: no he's not old enough Boris, remember good parenting (me: *coughs* yeah because taking the kids out to play "tag" was such good parenting*)
[3:32:34 AM] Rain ~: (*has a new Skype icon*)
[3:32:47 AM] Mia: Bell: -blinks at his Pa.- Um.. How do you drink space..?
[3:32:49 AM] Fea Line: lmaoicanteven
[3:33:05 AM] Mia: Omg I love that Fea
[3:33:24 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Marise: like this! -Hands Boris a bottle of "Space Water", which honestly is just water with some lemon and sugar in it.- Here, space, just for you Boris~
[3:33:29 AM] Fea Line: thanks ;w; too hard to resist lol
[3:33:49 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *nods sagely* Rioooght, right. S'too young for space. S'nogood. Sorry Bell, mebbe nex'time? N... I... Issy will know. Big straw?
[3:34:39 AM] Rain ~: Boris: Whaa... all... for me?
*hugs Marise's legs* But... I can share. True friends'share space water
[3:35:16 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Marise: No no, I just had some, and since space is so big I'm really full. -Bends down, lovingly petting her friends head and wagging her tail- <3 Drink a lot, okay? I made it just for you~
[3:35:31 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Calico: -So her father can become….. this. Well.-
[3:35:51 AM] Mia: Bell: -honestly starting to worry for his father some.-
[3:36:26 AM | Edited 3:37:22 AM] Nasai: Dum: *looking up at the ceiling trying not to laugh and ugh he loves his mate so much, she's just sooo awesome* I swear Cali, Bell he'll be back to normal in the morning. Just never drink ever okay its apparently bad for cheshires
[3:37:12 AM] Rain ~: ((Boris waking up in the Hatter mansion with cotton mouth: "I... wha the ********? What... how fuggin' high was I last night? an' what the -hell- am I doing here?!))
[3:37:42 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Calico: Drink? Drink what? -Flicks an ear up, but busy eating her fifth brownie-
[3:38:01 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( Marise is a genius, though. I can imagine her teasing him lightly when he's sober ))
[3:38:08 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( "Boriiiiiis, I have space water <3 ))
[3:38:53 AM | Edited 3:39:04 AM] Mia: Bell: But what if I get thirsty, uncle Dum?
[3:38:57 AM] Nasai: ((dum's affection level for Marise has passed max again, congrats player XD))
[3:39:09 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *fumbles with the cap for fivever, before finally getting it off and sniffing it like a fine wine. Only, he has no coordination because lol drunk and splashes it up his nose. Snorting, he shakes his head before drinking the bottle. All of it.

Or, what managed to get in his mouth anyway*
[3:39:21 AM] Mia: ((sorry wrong name lol I'm tired too))
[3:39:35 AM] Nasai: ((I'll just pretend it was DUm XD))
[3:39:48 AM] Mia: (( I edited 8D ))
[3:40:14 AM] Rain ~: ((.... yea, yea, laugh it up Marise. *sighs* God, some father I am. Thanks for watching Bell and Cali while I was blitzed outta my skull. And hey, thank Dum when you see him.))
[3:40:35 AM] Nasai: Dum: well obviously drink water and stuff like that but never ever drink what ever he had earlier tonight ever... you dont have the genes for it apparently
[3:41:09 AM] Rain ~: (((Space water is now gonna become an inside joke. I need to make a thingy for my sig. A water bottle with a black lable that says space water, with all the sparkles))
[3:41:12 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Cali: -wrinkles her nose gently, seeing this as a challenge. However, she turned back to the brownies, focused more on them for now.-
[3:41:21 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( Oh my god, please. ))
[3:41:40 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( Every dinner with the Airay family will have space water ))
[3:42:20 AM] Mia: ((******** yes xD))
[3:42:55 AM] Fea Line: omg
[3:42:57 AM | Edited 3:43:07 AM] Nasai: Dum: yeah I know that look Cali, just dont ...you dont want to be running around proclaiming love for celestial bodies or what ever you come up with. You can get into all sorts of other trouble, and it would make big sis ((still calls Alice big sis)) all sorts of sad
[3:43:30 AM] Mia: Bell: -grabs a couple brownies for himself as well and starts stuffing his face like a Cheshire Hamster.-
[3:44:21 AM] Rain ~: {pdffffffffffffffffffffffftdugi bldkfsjb dfhf Cheshire Hamster! xDDD *all the dead*]
[3:44:35 AM] Mia: (( 8D ))
[3:44:42 AM] Fea Line: Cheshiireess.. iiin.. sppaaaaaaccceeeeeeee~
[3:45:02 AM | Edited 3:45:31 AM] Nasai: Dum: *laments the loss of all his brownies but hey Boris is his best friend... which he'll never ever admit thank you very much. He can share and they make Cali and Bell happy* well glad that the brownies are a hit. Marise makes the best ones *beams*
[3:45:12 AM] Rain ~: Boris: Space tastes funny. Issy, why does space taste like..no. NO. LEMONADE TASTES LIKE SPACE! *mind=blown*
[3:45:57 AM] Nasai: (oh god that killed me rain)
[3:47:09 AM] Rain ~: [3:43 AM] Fea Line:

<<< i cant stop laughing
at space airay station over there
Airay space station
now docking space water.. please enjoy your stay
[3:47:16 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Marise: Yes yes. Lemonade is space water, actually. It's a secret, though, okay? If everyone knew…. we'd run out of space water. -fakes a slow, sad sigh, touching the side of her face and making a depressed expression- And that'd just…. be awful.   Cali: -frowns and turns her head to see Bells, tapping his head with her hand- Slow down. I read in a book you can hurt your stomach by stuffing yourself. -Yes. She's a hypocrite. Shuddup, she's a kid.-
[3:47:29 AM] Fea Line: roosee XD
[3:47:45 AM] Rain ~: (thank you, thank you *bows* |D **totally not making a bottle of water in PS with a black label or anything**)
[3:48:39 AM] Mia: Bell: -gives his sister the saddest look in the world and swallows what was left in his mouth.- Okay.. I won't eat 'nymore.
[3:49:17 AM] Nasai: Some day I totally need a picture with a drunk Boris with his water bottle, Marise looking all mock sad and Dum trying not to bust something important because he's trying so hard not to laugh
[3:50:01 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Cali: -both ears flick up, her face turning a pale shade as she's hit by the guilt. Sighing, she just slowly flopped her torso on the table, arms splayed out- I lied. That wasn't a book. You can eat more. -She can't handle that sad look [3:50:10 AM] Kitty!Yushi: xkjhksaf Yissss
[3:50:57 AM] Mia: Bell: -shakes his head.- No, I think my tummy hurts a little anyway so you don't have t'feel sad.
[3:50:58 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *Watches Marise and his tail and ears flatten at her expression* Wha... no one can no! PROMISE! promise I wan' tell Issss. Yeano, no space water for oanyone else. Secret <3~ Like... like where all the rum went and how you make brownies an' why Alice loves me. Sssssseeecreeeetssss *tries to wink, but can't seem to get just the one eye thing going, and just blinks several times in his puddle of lemonade*
[3:53:00 AM] Mia: Bell: -just.. groans and headdesks at his father's nonsense.-
[3:53:07 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Calico: Then no more for me, either.   Marise: -purrs- Yes yes. Secrets are best, they keep friends together~ -Her saddened expression turned into joy, hands clapping together before turning to view the kids, tail wagging. Aah, she just adores kids <3-
[3:53:18 AM] Nasai: Dum: *goes into the other room and grabs some milk to hand to Bell and Cali, here this should help make your tummy slightly better. Besides its always good to have milk with a lot of sweets, just dont give any of the milk to your dad. It'll make him utterly miserable.
[3:54:42 AM] Mia: Bell: Ooh! Milk~ Thanks, uncle Dum! -takes a small sip, after eating so fast he doesn't want to get milk down the wrong way.-
[3:55:09 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Cali: Miserable? Why? Is dad allergic?
[3:55:37 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *With no one paying attention to him for the moment, he looked down at his soaked and sticky clothes, and the mess on the floor. Some teeny tiny part was aware this was Blood's mansion, and smirked at the fact. But outwardly he just kept patting the puddle, like that would make it go away.*

S'all wet. No good... Too tired...

*Not caring anymore, and unable to crawl out of his own mess, he curled up without even getting a brownie and starts to doze*
[3:57:32 AM | Edited 3:57:59 AM] Nasai: Dum: well when you're acting like your dad because you drank bad things, having milk just makes you even sicker and no problem Bell * smiles before noticing boris moving out of the corner of his eye and turns around* Boris I turn away from you for one moment, ugh Big sis would kill me if I let you sleep there. *goes to get his friend cleaned up... and onto the couch or something* ugh why isnt dee here when I need him
[3:57:48 AM] Mia: Bell: ...I wonder what Ma would say if she saw Pa right now..
[3:58:41 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Marise: We have that spare guest room, let him sleep in that. -Sits besides the kids, wagging her tail once more- If you want, you two can stay in Aklys' room? She's out for the week.
[3:59:34 AM] Rain ~: Boris: *Stirs while being dragged again* Awwwh, s'too early, I was sleeping. I'm full of space y'know, gotta sleep that stuff off...
[4:02:16 AM] Mia: Bell: -smiles brightly at Marise.- Thank you, auntie! The brownies were really good too.. I just ate too fast, I guess.. I hope Ma won't be upset. Is Pa gonna be okay?
[4:03:09 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Marise: Of course he will <3 Just a bit of sleep and he'll be as good as new~
[4:03:29 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( She should also mention Semira is staying over, awp ))
[4:04:10 AM] Nasai: Dum: Nah dont worry Pendulum popped in earlier and I sent him over to the amusement park to tell everyone what was going on. Big sis will probably be a bit upset but she'll forgive him ((Dum: what O.o *is suddenly paranoid his sister in law is going to try to attack him again))
[4:05:11 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( Nah. Semira is busy trying to figure out how her sister who tried to make toast in a microwave can now cook. ))
[4:05:17 AM] Fea Line: http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/LilRacerGirl/BorisShip.png /isdonenowpromise
[4:05:34 AM] Kitty!Yushi: AWH YIS
[4:05:39 AM] Mia: xDDDD
[4:06:02 AM] Nasai: lol semira it was a nessecity considering the twins and Keris cant cook to save their life XD
[4:06:24 AM] Nasai: actually the things the twins cook would probably suddenly get up and chase you down the hall with a fork
[4:06:44 AM] Mia: But they have servants at the Hatter mansion :v
[4:06:55 AM] Nasai: Dum: shhh
[4:07:12 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( Semira: It doesn't make sense. Why couldn't she cook like that back when we lived together? /Before/ you stole my sister. -Pointed glare inserted here-))
[4:07:38 AM] Nasai: ((Dum: because its the power of love... or something silly like that))
[4:09:01 AM] Kitty!Yushi: ((Semira: Disgusting. Wash your mouth for that. ))
[4:09:21 AM] Nasai: ((dum: nope it irks you so I'm going with it))
[4:09:27 AM] Mia: (( WITH SPACE WATER? ))
[4:10:01 AM] Fea Line: xDDD you guys enjoy your space bubbly.. im going to bed rofl~ /laughs so hard she hurts nao
[4:10:50 AM] Rain ~: ((xD!!!))
[4:10:56 AM | Edited 4:11:04 AM] Nasai: ((feels almost sorry for the poor people when they log in tomoorow.... nope... feeling is gone XD))
[4:11:44 AM] Rain ~: ((xD!!! If they don't want to back read, tooo baaad, they miss all the hilarious xD *still working on the water bottle manip*))
[4:12:11 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( pfffft our lives ))
[4:14:00 AM] Nasai: ((lol poor Dark and Bull))
[4:14:34 AM] Mia: (( huh? ))
[4:14:45 AM] Nasai: ((oh they asked what space water was in thread))
[4:14:58 AM] Nasai: also I know have to log that
[4:16:22 AM] Kitty!Yushi: (( Awh yis ))
[4:17:21 AM] Rain ~: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/kamikazerose/TLN JOURNAL/spacewatercopy.png
[4:17:43 AM] Rain ~: what xD why are they asking in thread? oh god *goes to see*
[4:18:12 AM] Mia: omg that picture xD
[4:19:29 AM] Kitty!Yushi: Awh yes keeping thar.
[4:19:30 AM] Kitty!Yushi: *that
[4:19:39 AM] Rain ~: xD I am so logging all of this
[4:19:43 AM] Kitty!Yushi: When the kids are grown, I will make a Dum, Marise, Bells, and Cali pic with the bottle
[4:20:04 AM] Mia: LOG IT
[4:20:06 AM] Mia: YESS
[4:20:08 AM] Rain ~: xD!
[4:20:12 AM] Nasai: lol I have it logged in word XD

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