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 Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 8:44 pm
Yep, I lack an idea for a title and this seemed like a good idea at the time. While it's listed as a private RP, just drop me a PM or something if you want to join assuming that you aren't already on the list. If you're on the list of people allowed to post... Just, you know, ring the bell. XD Random get together at Hitsu's place, yet again. This time around the only real difference is the fact that the pool has been drained, and not just for Orion's sake. I make no guarantees for Dynast's location and status, yet I will state that you have nothing to worry about if you assume the same events as the House Party have risk of happening here... >3 As usual, aside from this post please keep OOC chatter in brackets or something similar. There is no posting order this time around, just don't get too carried away and leave someone completely out if they're not online to post. That would make me very sad. Otherwise... Have fun! Permitted Posters
Hitsuzen (Duh)
Inu-Mitsu
Poke Mattix
Sailor Aerith
Sukkubus
Unaru
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 9:45 pm
It seemed like a small parade or circus was working its way up to Hitsu’s house, items of all sorts in hand. The leader of the pack happened to be InuMitsu, a large book bag on her back as she pranced up to the door and rang the bell. The backpack was so overstuff that it was keeping Inu slightly off balance as she stood in place the best she could.
Behind her came Nekomata, a duffel bag slung over his shoulder, a slightly bored expression on his features. He wore an open, dark red dress shirt; sleeves rolled up, with a band shirt underneath with his usual black pants and boots.
Following him was Daphne and Phibrizzo, small bags in hand. Apparently Daphne had gone into mothering mode and was holding onto Phibrizzo’s, straightening his clothes, and fixing stray strands of hair. Along with all those other mothering type things that mothers do. Phibrizzo seemed a little less than thrilled by all the attention but bared with it or at least ignored it as best he could until Daphne licked her thumb and went to rub a “smudge” off his face.
“Stop your nit picking woman and leave me alone!” Shooing her hand away Phibrizzo tried to pull free of her grip but Daphne only managed to use her hold to her own advantage as she pulled Phibrizzo closer and still managed to run her moistened digit across his cheek to remove some dirt.
“Now, now, Pumpkin. We can’t have you walking around looking a mess, can we?”
“We most certainly can, and why do you insist on holding my hand. I have half the mind to make sure you’ll never hold another hand again!”
Daphne only smiled down at Phibrizzo and pinched his cheek. “Such a firey young lad.”
Phibrizzo rubbed his cheek once Daphne let go, muttering curses under his breath. They both came to a stop behind Neko as they waited for someone to answer the door. The last to join them, and the slowest up the walkway, was Vash. Somehow he had managed to get stuck with the majority of everyone’s things and was in fact hardly visible beyond all the luggage. A few more stumbling steps and he made it to the door barely managing to keep his balance.
“How is it” He paused shifting a few things in his hand so that he could look down at Inu, “that I always end up carrying EVERYTHING?”
“Because that’s what your good for,” Inu answered bluntly as she rang the bell again and waited.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 10:10 pm
It just so happened that someone had been in the sitting room near the entrance, lucky for them supposedly. Giving light mutterings to himself as he was awakened by the bell, Yuki pulled himself up from the loveseat that had apparently been his much-too-small crashing point, adjusted the crick in his neck, flipped off the television and stepped out to answer the door. "Who the hell...?" He grumbled to himself, taking hold of the knob and pulling the door open. The bright sun that shone down on everything outside was obviously unwelcome, and he brought up am arm to shield his bloodshot eyes as he winced. "Do you guys know what time it is?" He whined, blissfully unaware that it was nearly half past three in the evening.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 10:24 pm
Poke was in a state of amazement
It had been little over a month since Bonsai had been given to her, and already she had started to believe that the pet shop of horrors was living up to it's reputation
It wasn't like she had been scared out of her wits, Oh no. She could handle her new "pet" but the things he was capable of (or not capable of) was what surprized her the most.
"How much bloody water have you drunk already?" poke asked as she walked up the road to Hitsus house. She had gotten a invitation and decided that she'd take the plunge
Said tree man just shrugged, finishing his latest bottle of spring water and depositing the item in a backpack hung on his shoulder. "I lost cout after 50" he replied, already serching his backpack for another bottle
"please, for the love of god, just stop drinking!" she said in exasperation. "I'm sure most people would have died by now, drinking that much!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 10:32 pm
When Yuki answered the door in a manner that could only tell the story of his late night adventures, Inu blinked a few times at his reply to the time. “Well, it’s the afternoon. Have a late night? Mind if we stay a while?” Inu’s sentence was all crammed together as she made her way past Yuki, lobbing her backpack at him in the process.
“Hey, Hi, How the hell are ya?” Neko’s greeting was cut short as he too tossed Yuki his belongings in his semi heavy duffel bag and walked on into the house with a fairly impressed look on his face. It was a far cry from the pathetic little dump that Inu had…well had in a past tense anyway.
“Thank you, Lumpkin, I’ve been carrying this for a while now and it was beginning to cramp my hand.” Daphne handed off her things to Yuki down to her coat and took the small bag that Phibrizzo carried and handed it over as well before moving into the house.
After them followed Vash and he promptly unloaded everything in his arms in Yuki’s direction. Not paying much mind to the fact that Yuki was probably buried in things now, Vash made a sigh of relief placing his hands on his lower back and bending backward to get the kinks out. “Thanks man, you have no idea what it’s like to be the pack mule.” Stretching a bit more, Vash finally moved on, following the others into the expansive house that was Hitsu’s.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 11:10 pm
"Heyy the doors open, and theres yuki!" poke grinned and then quickly set off towards the door at a sprint, not wanting to be locked out and not bothering to wait for Bonsai either. "DON'T CLOSE THE DOOR!" she shouted and jumped inside before it could be closed on her. It was then she noted that yuki had disapeared and now was a huge pile of bags and items. She assumed he must have been where the bags were now.
"umm, would you like a hand yuki?" she asked, spying vash and inu from the corner of her eye. She would have said hello but, at this precise moment she was bowled out of the way
"HELP! HELP! CANIBAL! MONSTER! OUTSIDE!" Bonsai had screamed and bolted through the door, pushing poke out of the way and continued his escape from whatever was terrorising him. It was like his worst enermy. It had come back and was gonna finish the job! "IT'S GONNA EAT ME!!
Instead, the only "canibalistic monster" was a small little animal which hopped through the open door and seem to sit there, puzzled at how poke was sitting on the floor with a very annoyed look on her face. It's large rabbit ears held up. "reyow?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 11:00 am
"Well.. Ye-!?" Yuki had begun to explain himself, only to have Inu walk right on past him after tossing her backpack at him. He reached out and caught it, a bewildered expression on his face. Stay? What kind of stay? He seemed to get his answer as Neko followed in suit, and this time Yuki nearly missed. Leaning foreword to awkwardly grasp one strap of the duffel bag and nearly stumbling foreword with it as his footing and its weight nearly sent him off balance. As if this weren't enough, once he did manage to balance himself, Daphne stacked two more bags on top of the load. "What the ********!?" He swore, clearly grumpy about the situation.
Well, at least he seemed to be balanced properly now. Where was he expected to take this stuff? Just about as quickly as he could contemplate, Vash had appeared and added what had to be over a hundred pounds to all of the baggage. The muffled curse that escaped him wasn't easily heard, but the shoting thereafter might have been. "I think I have an idea!" Nearly toppling backward, Yuki planted one foot on the floor hard to stop himself from falling. Various questions and profanities swam through his head as he worked out the easiest way for him to move without hurting himself.
Then... Another person was coming? Yuki winced, gritting his teeth. If this one had something else to throw on him, he was going to be upset. It didn't seem to click until she bolted through the door that he was hearing Poke's voice. Immediately, Yuki tried to straighten himself. Not that he could manage well under the weight, but he'd sure as hell try. His stress wasn't hidden in the best of manners, as both he and the bags in his grasp shook slightly as he tried to keep hold of them all. Yuki couldn't see Poke, but regardless he gritted his teeth and forced a smile. "N-no! I've got 'em. Don't w-worry ab-out it."
As luck would have it, something quickly came along to completely and utterly destroy his act. As Bonsai came screaming through the door, he managed to brush against one of the bags just enough to send it sliding. At that same moment, Yuki had quickly jerked himself backward in a panic, convinced that Dynast was free again and about to sneak up on him while he wasn't able to see. "WHAT!? WHO!? WHERE!?" He barked, before the jarred article of luggage dropped from his arms and landed square on his right foot. "AUGH!" An instant after he'd cried out, he jerked his foot out from under the bag, succeeded to send himself off balance one final time, and soon fell backward completely and went crashing to the floor with all of the luggage left to follow. There was an audible whimper from the pile, "Can't breathe..."
A little ways down the hall, stepping out of the kitchen and into the path of the new 'visitors' came a tall and rather lanky fellow. He certainly seemed to be simply dressed, with just a t-shirt and blue jeans. One hand held a lit cigarette, the other holding a glass of what appeared to be water. This... Was certainly not someone that they had seen before, and apparently he was rather confused to see them. Squinting at first as they had come toward him down the hall, seemingly empty eyes studying them. The whites and irises of his eyes, at this angle, seemed not to exist. And in what wasn't very bright lighting in the hallway, both eyes seemed nothing but pitch black orbs. They shifted to Yuki shouting down the hall, a brow slowly raised, before he glanced again to them. They... Looked about as harmless at first glance as the rest of the people in the household. Clearly nervous, he fidgeted as he slipped the fingers of one hand through his messy blue hair, careful to hold his cig out of the way. Once he'd opened his mouth to speak, it was easily noticeable that he lacked his two front teeth. This didn't seem to impair his speech, though his accent may have made up for it. "Err... Wot's goin' on? You lot live hea', too?" He looked about as dazed as Yuki had, the intense dark circles under his eyes suggesting that he might not have slept in days, but it was hard telling if it could have been because of bad habits or otherwise. Small hints of facial hair lied on either side of his upper lip, only adding to what would most likely make for a somewhat appalling first impression.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:35 pm
Once inside, Daphne finally released Phibrizzo from her protective grip, straightened a few loose strands of hair, and fidgeted with his shirt collar for the hundredth time. Phibrizzo stood as still as stone with more than miffed expression on his face. Finally he shooed her hand away, “Enough!”
“Alright now, Pumpkin, I want you to stay close so I can keep an eye on you. Don’t go wandering off alone, be sure to let me know and take someone with you if you need to go to the privies, try not to touch anything, and mind running in the house.”
“How about I stand right here? Can I breathe? Is that okay?” Phibrizzo was getting passed the point where he was “acting” like a child and was really living in the moment at least when it came to Daphne. He found himself asking if she died in her sleep no one would be the wiser…would they?
“So…what if Hitsu says that we can’t stay here, do you have a backup plan?” Neko followed behind Inu as she made her way to the kitchen to see what there was to snack on.
“Well….I don’t really have a back up plan…per say.”
“Which means you don’t have one at all.”
“You would be correct in assuming that, but I don’t think Hitsu will say no. She’s too nice to say no.”
“And are you going to explain WHY we need to stay with her?”
“It’ll only be for a while, just tell her the apartment is being remodeled or something. They don’t need to know the details.”
Long strides found Vash soon right beside Neko. He passed him a short unfriendly gaze that only earned him a sly grin in return. It was very apparent that the two of them didn’t see eye to eye, but it seemed that Vash was more on the losing end because Neko seemed to be enjoying himself. Leaning down toward Inu, Vash whispered in her ear, “Did you really have to bring him home?”
“I didn’t seem to have much of a choice in the matter. Not to mention he and the other two kinda followed us when we left.” Inu hadn’t even bothered to whisper as she glanced back at Neko. He gave her a small puzzled look before putting on a cute kitty like grin and making a gripping waving motion with his right hand. He seemed rather sweet too Inu but she could tell that Vash thought otherwise about him. When 2D came out of the kitchen, Inu tilted her head as she looked at him. She had never seen him before but then again Hitsu did have a lot of “pets”. Shrugging her shoulders she moved on into the kitchen without saying a word….food was top priority.
Once 2D spoke up and Daphne caught sight of him she went into a mini panic attack. Running over to him she went to snatch the cigarette from his hand. “Don’t smoke around the children Sweetie, its bad for their lungs.” After the cigarette Daphne went to straighten his shirt and continued on to his hair but realized she had her work cut out for her. “No no, this won’t do at all, Sweetie. Come along now and Daphne will fix you right up.” Making to take hold of his hand, Daphne meant to lead him to the closest bathroom to tidy him up a bit.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 9:38 pm
It was a warm day, a bright day. The kind that was one of those rare luxuries in which you could open up the windows and doors and kick back on the couch, napping all day without a worry. Hakuna matata. That was what Vittoria had definitely planned – she had a book set out, a dress, and everything. Baron had even fastened up a hammock out back!
Until he decreed it otherwise.
He claimed that he had tortured his people long enough in keeping his ‘magnificent presence from their adoring eyes’ and that it was time to go out and greet his subjects. His very face would give them a revival in their self worth, something like that.
Vittoria knew better, though. Tut was bored out of his mind. It made her feel bad as his caretaker – or was that owner? – keeping him so cooped up because of her own phobias. So alas, she decided to take a risk and escort the little (dead) boy out of the house for a stroll. Baron said he hadn’t minded at all.
“We’re lost, aren’t we?”
The young woman bit her lower lip, “Well, uhm…” The area looked fairly residential, and it wasn’t like they were going to be mugged in the middle of the day; she twisted her hands around the handle of the parasol she carried. Still, you never knew when your random weirdo could pop out of the shrubbery…even Pleasantville had still had its weirdoes.
“And you are my coregent! You know, I believe I’ll ascend the throne faster than I had thought!” – a pause – “Huh!”
Baron, who had remained particularly quiet on during the walk, cleared his throat. Vittoria looked back at him, “What?”
“I believe we should ask for directions, Dear Heart.” He nodded in the direction of a man who walked opposite of them, and Vittoria instantaneously froze up, edging closer to the cat-man.
“Oh n-no! W-we’ll find our way back home, Baron! I’m very sure of it. Why, gosh! I think that’s the s-street we came down – “
Tut beat them both to it. He marched up to he-who-was-a-complete-stranger and produced the scepter from the bandages that had mummified him, wielding it all willy nilly in front of the man.
“Quick! Take us to your chariot and carry us away home,” the boy commanded shrilly. “For your services I shall appoint you as He Who Serves with Haste!”
The man had to stop in his tracks – Tut took it as surprised reverence for his almighty grace! “Well?” he pressed. “Your Pharaoh has spoken! Commence his demand forthwith!” The Scepter of Was rose into the air.
Vittoria visibly paled, shoving her parasol into Baron’s gloved hands. He took it. Why? Because Baron is manly enough to carry a lacy pink umbrella and still look awesome. The young woman rushed over to her charge and yanked him back.
“I’m sososo sorry, no need for your chario—I mean car, excuse us we were just on our way see that cat is carrying my umbrella and I’m really sorry but sometimes he doesn’t know when to shut up and Tut! Stop waving that around put it down or I’ll call the Count ‘cause I swear to God I will!”
Some nice, expensive plaster wall exploded nearby. “Tut!”
“I’ve got him!”
“Uh…” the man gaped. Tut’s arm was in Baron’s free hand.
Literally.
Vittoria gave a shrill giggle, “…uhm, go-go gadget…arm?” The man’s eyes widened and the moment they did, the curly-haired girl bolted.
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Lost. Still lost.
“Ha! He Who Serves With Haste! Luxor worked faster than that and he has paws.” Tut marched self-righteously before Vittoria and Baron, Nemes crown not even disheveled from running so much. Nowadays were so weird – no flowers at his feet, no prisoners thrown before him: no praise at all! Huh! Some things would have to change and soon.
It was going to be one of those tortuously slow days; lifting a hand she pinched the bridge of her nose. The sun was only out to watch her suffer and to laugh. Ooh…
“Cheer up, Heart,” Baron said with a smile, patting her arm. “We’ll get home soon…in one piece.”
Vittoria glanced up at him and offered a baleful nod, “I know, I know, it’s just –“
“Aha! AHA! A festival in my name, most certainly! Look! My coronation party: see all the gifts they have brought on my behalf!”
Both Baron and Vittoria’s gazes shot up, and before she could cry out a simple ‘no’, the bandaged boy wonder was darting across the street, scepter in one hand, and that hand in…the other hand…
Tut scampered forward eagerly before shooting across Hitsu’s front lawn. The door seemed to yawn open to allow his awesome admittance – which really did show all was right in SOME parts of the world! However, being a boy, and being brainless, it wasn’t really all that smart and pharaoh-ly of him to go running helter skelter into a complete strangers house. Without, you know, asking first. Or looking in his case, actually.
That Yuki-pile in the doorway? Yeah. The weight of a 10-year-old dead boy was added to the poor rabbit’s load with a massive CRASH! Body parts went flying.
And when Vittoria and Baron ran across the yard and heard the impact, she certainly hoped those body parts belonged to the person who could put himself back together; she crossed her fingers.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 2:16 pm
(( Sorry for the random OOC post but Sukku...that post totally pwns all! XD My eyes are tearing up I'm laughing so hard. Okay thats really all I wanted to say, Carry on =D; ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:27 pm
[I fully agree. XD Though, I do believe I told you how amused I was by it last night. heart ]
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:37 pm
((I have to say that that post was pretty awsome as well X3))
"are you sure you don't need any help?" poke asked from her position on the floor next to the pile of bags. Her question was answered when yuki muffled something about the lack of the ability to breathe. She got up and, looking for the best bag to pick up she began to pick up a few bags when 2D made an appearence and she was forced to stop and consider this new person. And it appeared almost at once that he was british.
"dude! are you a british person?" she asked him. "Cause it would be great to see someone who isn't-" she wasn't able to finish as another woman had got his attention. "...right.." poke felt a little bit awkward, untill a certain zombie child came running into the hallway and seemed to dis-connect himself everywhere, and she was left holding one of his arms. "....need a hand?" was all she could say, while she stared at the mass of body parts
Bonsai had managed to get halfway into the hall, and stopped to exaime 2D (This guy was DEFINATELY on drugs). He then saw a few other people standing about. "Do NOT go out there!" he puffed. "otherwise, you will be eaten!" He looked back to see weather verde was there or not, but was met with a rather chaotic scene. "say! I didn't know people could do that.." he was remarking to the mass of Tut
Verde had, however, jumped up to a bag to help out the poor man who was stuck when she saw a sudden rolling head and, crying out in shock she had bolted down the hall in fear. She cried out again as bonsai had screamed at the sight and, while he seemed to jump on the poor phizzibo shouting. "SAVE ME SAVE ME!" she jumped to what she thought was the most saftest place; namely up vash's trenchcoat
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 10:07 pm
At first, 2D appeared a bit concerned. Once Daphne had advanced toward him, he took a slow step back. Once he'd lost his smoke, he resembled a child who'd just had their lolli snatched right from their hand. Jaw went slack, and he frowned. "I-I was..." He started, lifting a hand toward where she held the cig, clearly wishing for it back. However, she quickly started tormenting him again. As if taking his cigarette from him wasn't distressing enough, she had started fiddling with his clothes. His eyes grew wide, and he held his arms outstretched on either side of him, eyeing her actions closely. "Wot're you-?" He cringed as she tried to straighten his hair, who the hell was this anyway? Just as soon as he could open his mouth to try and resist, she'd taken hold of his hand and started off down the hall with him. "But, but..." He stammered, the volume of his voice fading off as they traveled away. "What are you doing!?"
Groaning lightly, Yuki shifted under the pile of luggage, soon feeling a little less weight as Poke reached down to take a few of them. He really did have the intentions to thank her for the assistance, but his attention was soon adverted as he felt something run into him and heard the accompanying crash. Befuddled by this, he made to shove the rest of the bags out of his way so that he could sit upright. About the time that he did so, he had taken hold of one of the strangest looking pieces in the bunch. He hadn't seen anyone hand this to him. Turning it around to examine it, he saw... A face!? It was a head! "HOLYSHIT!!! ZOMBIES!!!" He screamed, and hurled Tut's head at Poke without much notice of the arm that she already held. In what was no less than three seconds, he'd scrambled out from the pile and darted for the door. Looking for more of them, apparently. "I thought leaving the door open only let in the FLIES!" He shouted, grabbing hold of the door handle in order to slam the door to keep out the zombies.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 10:20 am
(( If you want me to change Phibrizzo’s post Sukku I will, I just thought it would be funny XD;; ))
When Daphne took 2D by the hand and led him down the hall to his unavoidable makeover, Phibrizzo cracked a grin. At least for the moment that woman was out of his hair and…. Fixing up someone else’s. None the less she was gone, but to put 2D’s mind to rest he yelled down the hall after them. “Don’t worry, it’ll only hurt a lot if you struggle.”
Once his good deed for the day was done, or at least what he considered a good deed, he turned to the chaos behind him at the door to find something to do…or torment. Walking up on the pile a la Yuki, Phibrizzo spotted something that caught his interest. “Hello, what’s this?” Hardly phased by the fact that there were moving limbs everywhere, Phibrizzo picked up the hand that still clung to the scepter. Staring at it in deep fascination his grin grew wider. However, his focus on the item only lasted so long as Yuki jumped from the pile of luggage like a gazelle screaming about zombies, the end of the world, or something like that. Rolling his eyes at the scene Yuki was making, Phibrizzo made to tuck the scepter + hand under his arm and walk off with it.
When Daphne finally found a suitable restroom to aid her in fixing up 2D, her face brightened up with glee. Opening the door with gentle hands, she shoved the poor lad through it and slammed it after them. What went on behind those closed doors after that was anyone’s guess but a few crashing noises could be heard only to be followed with “Now now, Sweetie, this won’t hurt a bit.”
“Let’s see…food…hmm,” Inu glanced around the kitchen to find the refrigerator. As she scanned the room she spotted someone out of the corner of her eye but before she could fully turn and look to see who it was she saw the refrigerator first and made a beeline for it. Opening up the door she gasped in complete awe at the possibilities and went about finding something to eat.
Both Neko and Vash stood at the kitchen door and sighed. Inu had always had one thing on her mind, and that was food. It was rather amazing for someone so small.
Looking back down the hallway, Vash caught sight of Poke and another young lady who he was not familiar with. Putting on his best dashing smile, slicking back his hair (which only popped back up into spikes), and straightening his red coat Vash moved in with every bit of confidence. That was until Neko chimed up over his shoulder.
“So who’s the ladies?”
“None of your business, just stay with Inu.”
“Ah, she’s perfectly safe where she’s at. And she’s not going anywhere for a while. Besides, ladies are my specialty.”
“Right, I’m sure they are.”
Neko grinned making sure they were out of ear shot of the people at the front door, “Care to make a wager?”
Stopping in his tracks, Vash looked back at Neko, eyebrow quirked, “What kind of wager?”
Having hooked his prey, Neko smiled gingerly, “I wager that I can get one of them before you can. The loser has to dress in drag for the viewing pleasure of everyone here.”
Weighing his options Vash nodded. He felt he had at least an advantage to knowing Poke…even though all his past advances had been shot to the wind. “You’re on. But I only feel it fair to warn you that…” Vash was ignored as Neko walked on past him with a cheery smile on his face as he approached the young ladies. Growling, Vash jogged to catch up with him.
(( This is so going to go wrong for Vash…because he’s a dim wit XD; ))
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 1:26 pm
(( No way, Inu! xd This is great! ))
Zombies!
It was all Vittoria needed to jumpstart her adrenaline. Some higher force clenched a fist, wound up and slammed her inner ‘panic!’ button, and she flew past Baron like hell was on her heels. But it wasn’t. It was inside, laying in pieces. Twitching pieces. Zombie pieces.
Her eyes sealed shut and her fingers crossed like pretzels in prayer to the good Lord above!
“Vittoria! Watch OUT!”
Baron’s voice came like a guttural roar (if a cat can!), but by the time it registered it was too late. When Vittoria opened her eyes Yuki was coming in fast. Too fast. She flapped her arms wildly ( “MOVE! MOVE! I CAN’T STOP!”), tried to slow down, but her momentum laughed at her fruitless attempts and shoved her right over the threshold and into the poor rabbit – who, to be quite honest, didn’t deserve all the torture he received in those what? Five seconds? The loud, dull thud of body meeting body was quite possibly the next worst sound ever. Next to what? Well, the A-bomb wasn’t all too pleasant sounding, either.
Baron slowed his footsteps to a quick trot, green eyes widened. The point of impact just left him staring, open mouthed, and a twitch of his whiskers later he realized just what the hell was going on. Normally he would have asked permission to enter. Normally.
This wasn’t normally.
He began to run again, through the door, “Vittoria!”
No more than a meter away, Tut was flailing his…dismembered body parts.
“Do not play ball beach with my head! I am a GOD!” he cried out as he flew through the air; once safely caught (hopefully) he directed his glare at Poke, giving her a wrinkly pout. “Where is my body? Put me back together this instant!”
Somewhere down the hall his arm twitched and wriggled, thinking it was flailing around in the air much like a commander’s would. Except without the whole body thing.
His ears tweaked at the sound of both Vittoria’s and Baron’s voices, though he never quite caught what either of them said; it sounded urgent, so it must have been about him!
“Yes, yes! My coregent comes to fetch me this instant! SHE shall put me together! Now…unhand me, you filthy commoner – HEY!”
He may not have been able to see Phibrizzo, but he sure as Anubis could feel him. The arm the other boy held twisted, wrist flapping this way and that - wildly – and the Scepter of Was was flung back and forth.
The Count might of well assigned her two pets, for the scepter had a mind all its own at times.
Something down the hall - perhaps moulding? (Let’s just cross our fingers and hope) – exploded into a fine spray of powder after being assaulted by a lime-green beam of light. An angry beam of lime-green light. Grr.
“Aha! Step back or it shall be your head next!”
It may have been threatening had it not been coming from the bodiless head of a 10-year-old dead boy. May have.
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