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Post by bob on May 2, 2010 13:17:15 GMT -5
*leaves Almighty 'Tep the powerful banana on the ground for him to consume when he's ready*
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Post by AJ Powell: Judge Magister on May 2, 2010 18:23:23 GMT -5
AJ checks watch. "Nope. Time hasn't frozen it just seems everyone had died on the inside except for me and the neanderthal."
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Post by bob on May 4, 2010 1:52:10 GMT -5
"Perhaps if we started singing it could awaken the others. After all it is entirely possible that they fell back asleep."
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Post by AJ Powell: Judge Magister on May 4, 2010 16:33:51 GMT -5
"Seraph's do not sing! You may feel free, but if it annoys me I will shut you up."
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Post by bob on May 4, 2010 17:35:10 GMT -5
"Do you have any suggestions Mr. Meanie?"
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Post by AJ Powell: Judge Magister on May 5, 2010 13:08:40 GMT -5
"Nothing by that infernal Justin Bieber. Or any teeny bopper. That would earn you a swift decapitation."
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Post by bob on May 5, 2010 13:31:48 GMT -5
"How do you feel about Sir Mix A Lot?"
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Post by AJ Powell: Judge Magister on May 5, 2010 17:42:00 GMT -5
"Well, I am a fan of big butts so feel free my comrade."
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Post by bob on May 5, 2010 20:39:49 GMT -5
*stats clearing throat*
"I like big butts and I cannot lie!
Take it AJ!"
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Post by AJ Powell: Judge Magister on May 6, 2010 1:42:33 GMT -5
AJ glares at bob. "I. DO. NOT. SING."
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Post by bob on May 6, 2010 1:45:53 GMT -5
"Party pooper!"
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Post by AJ Powell: Judge Magister on May 6, 2010 9:53:44 GMT -5
AJ raises his sword to strike bob and then just stops. "Pointless..."
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Post by bob on May 6, 2010 11:20:17 GMT -5
*Yes, there is no point on your sword making it pointless.*
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Post by AJ Powell: Judge Magister on May 6, 2010 12:26:41 GMT -5
"There is a point if you don't shut up you will find it firmly planted in your arse!"
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Post by bob on May 7, 2010 2:04:12 GMT -5
"You're a mean one Mr. Grinch!"
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Post by AJ Powell: Judge Magister on May 7, 2010 10:42:09 GMT -5
"Shut. Up. Now."
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Post by bob on May 7, 2010 12:50:20 GMT -5
*throws confetti*
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Post by AJ Powell: Judge Magister on May 7, 2010 14:27:15 GMT -5
AJ waves his hand and incinerates the confetti with a wave of his hand & points his blade at bob. "Stop now. I know we should not be fighting, but I will not with hold if you do not stop."
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Post by Ranma Saotome on May 8, 2010 7:13:52 GMT -5
(Augh, sorry, sorry. Not been very motivated to do much of anything, so sorry it's taken me so long to get to this! And it's probably not that good, but I tried to be as Fempool-esque as I could be... so yeah...)
Fempool ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
[What are you doing?]
"I'm running towards the front door of the club, what does it look like I'm doing?" groused Fempool with a hint of irritation.
[Yeah, I get that, but... why are you acting like you're in super slow-motion?]
Coming to a complete stop, Fempool planted her hands on her hips and sighed, tapping a foot on the floor, her guns still held tightly in her grip. "Because it gives the scene dramatic tension, dammit! I mean, it's Revy! She's really tough, so we have plenty of time to get out there to help her!" she rationalized, exhaling before walking at regular speed, continuing to beeline towards the front door and a taste of the outside air. "I mean, what's the worst thi-"
It was at that precise moment that Fempool's question was abruptly answered, the ceiling of the night club abruptly exploding as a bloodied form torpedoed through it to slam into the floor of the night club, blood slowly oozing from the mangled body even as dust filled the air. Waving her hand about to clear the debris, the mercenary frowned behind her mask as dark purple hair slowly came into focus, her grip tightening on both of her guns as the makeshift missile revealed itself.
[That's prob-]
"Save it, Little Yellow Boxes." Fempool snapped, turning slightly as an all-too familiar voice called out to her, 'Tep popping out of nowhere to loom over Revy's corpse, grinning madly at the Merc with the Mouth. To further compound things, bob and someone she didn't recognize (but who, unfortunately, reminded her a lot of Kobushi) had come in from the other side, effectively surrounding her. The antics of the would-be hired goons pushed out of her mind, Fempool turned her focus towards 'Tep, her hands remaining perfectly still at her sides. "What do you want?" she growled, keeping herself turned so that she could keep an eye on the two bumblers behind her while not letting 'Tep out of her sight.
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Post by AJ Powell: Judge Magister on May 8, 2010 10:58:41 GMT -5
AJ smirks and draws his sword. "Ah, the demented mutant returns once again. Hopefully I shall now get some adequate entertainment for once..."
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