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Post by LadyAurablade on May 28, 2016 17:19:51 GMT -6
After flipping through the cramped close-up pictures that were mostly taken up by the two skanky angels' faces with only flecks of the creepy cosplayers lining the edges of the picture, he switched back to the camera app. "Well these turned out shittier than I expected. Here I'll take a picture with just you so I can get all these nerds in frame," he hummed and gestured widely to the zombie group, who let out a mixture of laughs and ' unngguuuuuhhhhh's in response. Instinctively and stupidly Cyrus took a couple quick steps away from the group only to find himself stumbling once again, teetering back and forth before his balance and ankle gave way. "Fuckfuckfuck!" he spat quickly in succession, the fall feeling like slow motion of the inevitable as he toppled forward to the ground. After posing a whole bunch with the zombie cosplayers (and not getting enough of squeezing the convincing flesh makeup, apparently), Alti prepared himself to take even more pictures with his decaying pals, only a smidge disappointed that his soulmate wouldn't also be in the picture. Only a smidge. He tailed the scientist's feet with trained eyes as his partner took a few steps in the opposite direction to get a better shot, his brows furrowing at each uneasy step. Hmph! I taught him better than that!, he thought, a hot flash of red washing over his cheeks as he watched his soulmate bumble forward as if he took walking lessons from the rotting individuals. At this sorry rate, Cyrus was bound to fall any second, and like hell he’d be around to see that. One panicked string of expletives later followed by a low thud and he was pretty much done with this date. His grip on one of the zombies’ waist began to loosen as he quickly began to inch away from the group in an attempt to disappear with the droves of supernerds because cute outfit or not, despite the mocking tone he spoke with earlier, he was pretty fucking serious when he made his threat. Or at least, that's what he thought until he got a better look at his partner's rear. The red on his cheeks darkened as the small area around the two --the area mainly on the more entertaining side of the fallen scientist-- quickly became filled with chuckles and light applause. Alti's lips curled up into a impish grin, the giggling man sending his prize away to join in on the fun, opting to whistle at the probably similarly-flushed man's posterior. But again, that's what he thought he'd get to do until a few more shameless glimpses brought that tingling, almost unbearable warmth from two weeks ago back into the present. The blood seemed to flow forth quicker this time, Alti quickly snapping out of his heated daze immediately in order to portal in a handkerchief to block the stream of red from spilling on his white clothes. Close. A few strings of muffled, giggle-strewn nonsense words spoken and he was able to wipe the last of the blood away before the loss of it got the change to push him down like it did back on the plane. With the bloodied strips of cloth now out of the way and with an ever-present smile, Alti skipped merrily past the stumbling corpses and over to the flushed scientist, clapping excitedly. "Ahahaha, well you suuuure did make me eat my words!" he drawled, turning the man over and grabbing his phone, "Who knew it was actually in my best interest for you to be shit at walking in heels? Ohh man, does this deserve a pic!" He beckoned a few of the remaining zombies over, snapping his fingers a few times to get them to hurry up already and held Cyrus' phone in front of the group once the others knelt down and gathered around the two. One quick, embarrassing snapshot later and the scantily dressed man sent the costumed freaks off to go about the rest of their day. "Thanks guys~" he rang before portalling the art book away and getting up to offer his soulmate a hand. " Well, that sure was fun! What should we do next?" |
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Post by Emily on May 28, 2016 22:12:16 GMT -6
"VALE, WHAT THE FUCK?!" She couldn't help but yell out. She had been nice earlier, and tried her best to chopper him through the rest of the issues that befell the experiment, but this was too much. "He was rude, sure, really really fucking rude, but that doesn't mean you have to knock the little shit over!" Her filter over her speech slowly deteriorated with every word. "You just...." She sighed and rubbed her temples, looking down at the ground, wondering if this was due to some deficiency in her ability to be a soulmate. It clicked in her head No. It wasn't her damn fault. She grimaced and looked up at him. "Can we please just go...and calm down,or something...? Please...? (( cassiroll)) ________________ Galystris didn't pay all that much heed to the panel, as it was something that she wasn't all that interested in....mostly. She liked a few of the ideas when it came to the core gameplay. "I'd have to check it out...." She mumbled, almost ashamed. She felt as if she were handing in her badass card right then and there. "It was called Maji...kana, right?" She murmured, butchering the pronunciation horribly. "Ill see if we can get it when it comes out. Now...." She eyed the schedule, noticing one thing that caught her eye in particular. "There's a martial arts training panel in the main stage. Would you like to head there? If not, that's fine too. I can be a pretty rough sparring partner." She spoke, visibly very confident in her skills. (( ChibiGissySorry for never quoting lmaooo)) |
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Post by cassiroll on May 28, 2016 23:01:02 GMT -6
He pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a guttural groan. "Oh for fuck's sake, Nace." He spat. "One date, man. ONE! I get why you hate these supers, trust me I do, but he isn't gonna kill someone in broad daylight! I can almost assure you. Lets just go to that 18+ Panel you wanna see! Please?" He pleaded with his partner, regardless of the fact that Amil was certain it wasn't going to work on Nace and that his soulmate was bound to do whatever he damn pleased. "Not going to kill in broad daylight..." Nace would have laughed if he wasn't so focused on keeping his eyes on the scene unfolding outside. "Do you even remember what the two of us did for a profession? Killing in front of a crowd was a requirement."
Vale's eyes softened a bit, "But he..." He sighed and straightned up. "Fine." He answered tersely. He started to walk away, but the man on the ground barely allowed him to take a step before grabbing his ankle. He glowered up at Vale, holding a hand over his face. "You broke my fucking nose you asshat." Vale smiled down at him. "I'll break that hand of yours too, if you'd like~." He glanced back over at Alraada, realizing he'd started again, and cursed silently under his breath. He leaned down and, against the man's will, forced him to get back onto his feet. "Come on now, buddy, just walk it off." "Don't tell me to fucking knock it off!" He was only on his feet for a few seconds before he took a swing at Vale, hitting him squarely on the left side of his face. There was a metal 'clang' along with the sound of a bone breaking in the other's fist. The poor guy screamed in pain as he backed away, cradling his fist. "WHAT?! THE FUCK?!"Vale frowned beneath his mask, trying to shake off the reverberating 'ting' in his head from the impact. "Technically, you were the one who broke your hand, not me." He moved around his jaw, a metallic screeching sound emanating from it. "Skittles and sherbet, it was already hard enough to eat without this." He muttered. "Hey!" A scrawny looking teenage dressed as Monster Kid dared to enter the scene. Vale initially though the boy was coming after him, but his eyes appeared to be trained on the bleeding photographer. "Dude, just drop it. You're both being dicks, ok?" "OH? I'm the one who's being a dick?!" The man screamed, pointing at Vale with his good hand. "This asswipe just came onto MY shoot and headbutted me in the fucking face and you're calling ME the dick?! Why don't you come on over here and I'll shove your noisy ass into the god damn pavement."The teen, surprisingly, stood defiantly in place, even taking a few more steps forward. "I've been watching karate videos on YouTube for weeks, I can take you! Put your money where your mouth is!" Vale nodded appreciatively at the boy's misplaced self confidence, seeing a bit of himself in the stranger. However, he wasn't actually expecting the photographer to take a swing in his sorry state. Which he did, hitting the teen right in the stomach. The boy stumbled a few feet back into Vale, coughing. The wrestler glared over at the now even-doucher douche before leaning down and whispering in the kids ear:
"Kick his ass." The kid smiled, despite the pain he was obviously in, before pushing off Vale and heading straight for the man. He made a loud 'wachawww!' sound as he karate chopped at the dude's chest, but before his hand even made contact, the photographer was blasted backwards and into the fountain, hitting one of the statues so hard its arm broke off. He fell, unconscious and face first into the water. The boy stared in shock as Vale came up set a hand proudly on his shoulder. "Well done!" "I d-didn't even--," His eyes went wide when he realized that the man could be drowning, quickly running out of Vale's grasp and into the fountain to save the idiot who hadn't known how to shut his damn mouth in the first place. Vale shrugged. Oh well! It was over now. And clearly he'd done nothing wrong. He turned to his soulmate with a beaming grin. "Well, that was exciting! That kid has some strength! Let's go to one of the panels now~!" |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on May 28, 2016 23:28:08 GMT -6
Well, that got them excited. And with that, the two walked walked over the machine that Aberdeen eagerly pointed at. Looks like a Sonic game. Maicy stepped on one of the treadmills that is connected to the game. She turned to Aberdeen and said. "Well, may the best runner win~!" Aberdeen stood on the treadmill, hopping up and down on it a bit to see how sturdy the machinery was. The arcade machine seemed stable enough, to which the fighter stretched out their legs. "Yeah! Sounds good!" They cheered happily as they tossed in a couple of quarters. The machine started up, the graphics on screen loading into a track reminiscent of Green Hill Zone with a starting line. The game counted down, replacing the usual '3, 2, 1' with "Gotta, Go, FAST!" to which Aberdeen began sprinting, catching some traction on the treadmill from how quickly they 'took off.' The fighter was dead set on beating whatever the highscore on this machine was, and at the rate they were going it seemed as though they were going to accomplish just that. After about 45 seconds, Aberdeen passed the virtual finish line, the treadmill slowing to a halt faster than they expected which caused them to stumble forward slightly. 'New HighScore!' rang out from the machine, to which Aberdeen pumped their fists into the air and promptly entered the initials "ARF"
Amil let out another groan of utter annoyance, pulling at his hair out of frustration. "That was a JOB! A GIG! For MONEY! Against other wrestlers and fighters and all that bullshit! Not the middle of a fucking convention center!!" He shouted. "Nothing is going to hap-" Spoke too soon. Amil pinched the bridge of his nose as he looked towards his partner, an irritated scowl on his face. Given the kids outward appearance, it was clear there was no way the boy could muster up that sort of strength. Nor could any normal human, for that matter. "You aren't letting that go, are you? We're going over there, huh?" He spat, aggravated beyond belief at the Watermelon Luchador's fuse being nearly as short as Nace's. "Are we gonna try and fight your ex right now, or can we, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, let it go and have a nice date?" He asked his partner, almost positive he knew what the answer would be. |
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Post by ChibiGissy on May 29, 2016 6:46:50 GMT -6
Galystris didn't pay all that much heed to the panel, as it was something that she wasn't all that interested in....mostly. She liked a few of the ideas when it came to the core gameplay. "I'd have to check it out...." She mumbled, almost ashamed. She felt as if she were handing in her badass card right then and there. "It was called Maji...kana, right?" She murmured, butchering the pronunciation horribly. "Ill see if we can get it when it comes out. Now...." She eyed the schedule, noticing one thing that caught her eye in particular. "There's a martial arts training panel in the main stage. Would you like to head there? If not, that's fine too. I can be a pretty rough sparring partner." She spoke, visibly very confident in her skills. "Hmmm" Piami thought about it "I don't think I'll be good at Martial arts. Sorry" It's is a little bit clear that Piami is not is very confident when it comes to fighting. The quickly after, she smiled. "But I will watch you while your on the stage, Galy~."
Aberdeen stood on the treadmill, hopping up and down on it a bit to see how sturdy the machinery was. The arcade machine seemed stable enough, to which the fighter stretched out their legs. "Yeah! Sounds good!" They cheered happily as they tossed in a couple of quarters. The machine started up, the graphics on screen loading into a track reminiscent of Green Hill Zone with a starting line. The game counted down, replacing the usual '3, 2, 1' with "Gotta, Go, FAST!" to which Aberdeen began sprinting, catching some traction on the treadmill from how quickly they 'took off.' The fighter was dead set on beating whatever the highscore on this machine was, and at the rate they were going it seemed as though they were going to accomplish just that. After about 45 seconds, Aberdeen passed the virtual finish line, the treadmill slowing to a halt faster than they expected which caused them to stumble forward slightly. 'New HighScore!' rang out from the machine, to which Aberdeen pumped their fists into the air and promptly entered the initials "ARF" At with that, the game started. Maicy ran as fast as she could. Due to all the running she had to deal with in her missions, this was not too bad. However, it did seemed that Aberdeen got past the highscore. Maicy, this is what happens when you have your slump days before the expiremnt. Moron. Despite not being about to beat Aberdeen in this particular game, the people around looked around the two in amazement. Saying things like
"Man, these people are swol as fuck!""I wish I can run that fast! Holy shit!"" Bruh, my heart is filled with determination after seeing that! Damn!!"Maicy chuckled nervously as she heard the excimnet from those people. She entered her initials "MGM" She turned to Aberdeen. "Soo, you wanna play this game again or play another game?" |
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Post by Emily on May 29, 2016 15:25:55 GMT -6
Vale shrugged. Oh well! It was over now. And clearly he'd done nothing wrong. He turned to his soulmate with a beaming grin. "Well, that was exciting! That kid has some strength! Let's go to one of the panels now~!"  "What the fuck....you all...." She muttered angrily. She pulled her glasses from her bag to fully observe the scene, looking around at the horrified bystanders. "I'm not going to repeat what I said earlier. I've been tolerant of this shit for too damn long." Her voice was barely audible, but her anger was apparent in her words. "God...dammit. I can't help you, can I? No matter how hard I fucking try, something's always wrong, and I can never make anything fucking pleasant!" She stopped herself from speaking, and looked vale directly where his eyes would be. "You made a new friend, right?" she said, gesturing to the teenager. "Go fuck shit up with him. I'm being a hindrance, am I not?" She turned on her heel and walked towards the interior of the building, not long before speaking up one more time. "God, I hope you're satisfied." She headed inside, escaping the situation she wished that she had not been a part of. She turned towards the bathroom, and went inside, luckily, it was empty. She wiped the facepaint from her face and removed her fake ears. She pulled the ribbon that she always wore in her hair from her bag, and gripped it tightly for comfort. Every time she was stressed out, she would think back to when she was younger, and when her mother gave the ribbon to her. It gave her at least a brief moment of solace from all the shit going on around her. She exited the bathroom and sat outside it with a sigh. She wondered if it was the wrong decision to leave Vale alone. |
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Post by cassiroll on May 29, 2016 22:30:09 GMT -6
"Against other wrestlers and fighters and all that bullshit!" Nace turned towards Amil, his curiosity for the unfolding scene seeming to be dampened by a need to correct his partner on what exactly it was that Vale and him had actually been involved in, "They weren't--," He was cut off as his attention went back outside where a teenager had started screaming for help. He muttered something in German under his breath. "Of course I'm not fucking letting that go!" Nace snapped, growling as he turned back to Amil. "You seem to be under the assumption that I'm here for fun and fucking games. This isn't a fucking vacation. This is a fucking job. And I'm supposed to be watching that god damn bastard. If he does anything else it's going to be more than just my head on the chopping block, so shut your fucking mouth before they add you to the list too--!" Nace stopped, even though it seemed he had more to say. He seemed to realize he'd said more than he'd meant to. He stared at Amil for a moment longer before throwing the hello kitty head at him and rushing towards the front entrance.
Vale watched Alraada storm off, a bit in shock that she'd taken such a stand against him for what felt like the first time. At this point, he was used to being able to get away with his rash courses of action, but clearly he was starting to wear her patience thin. He lowered his head a bit in shame before going over to the fountain and sitting down next to the armless Mario cupid and staring up at it. "Hey, I feel ya," He spoke aloud, moving one of his fake limbs. "Sucks, doesn't it?" The photographer was taken inside. No staff had entered the scene yet, so if Vale left now (and changed clothes) he likely wouldn't be questioned on the events that had taken place. With a sigh, he started to get to his feet, planning to do just that. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on May 29, 2016 22:48:20 GMT -6
"Man, these people are swol as fuck!""I wish I can run that fast! Holy shit!"" Bruh, my heart is filled with determination after seeing that! Damn!!"Maicy chuckled nervously as she heard the excimnet from those people. She entered her initials "MGM" She turned to Aberdeen. "Soo, you wanna play this game again or play another game?" Aberdeen's head flushed pink at the sudden burst of compliments that emerged from the crowd that had seemed to gather, the fighter trying their best not to look at the surrounding people while they listened to their partner. They shrugged. "Eh, if you wanna play a different game, that's fine. I don't think I could beat my high score heheh.." They chuckled, staring at the screen as the initials 'ARF' flashed across.
Amil stared at his partner in astonishment, having been speechless over Nace's words for what felt like the first time since he'd got to this experiment. Did his partner actually care about him? From most of their days spent together, it seemed to be quite the opposite but... Nace began storming towards the entrance, after his ex husband without a doubt, to which Amil cracked his neck. He couldn't very well let his soulmate run off and fight with Vale himself. After all, with Vale's telekinetic abilities, it'd be incredibly difficult to counteract alone. Amil sprinted up along side Nace, rubbing his gloves together as he looked toward his enraged partner. "What's the plan?" He asked, hesitantly. "How are we taking out Vale? Do you have any sort of plan, or are you just running in, guns blazing?" |
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Post by ChibiGissy on May 30, 2016 0:13:23 GMT -6
They shrugged. "Eh, if you wanna play a different game, that's fine. I don't think I could beat my high score heheh.." They chuckled, staring at the screen as the initials 'ARF' flashed across. "Okay then." Maicy said wth a smile "Maybe we can play-" Before Maicy was about to finish, she hears people yell across the room " Are you FUCKING kidding me?! You cannot beat me in Smash with freaking Kirby!" " Bruh, face the facts! I pratice with Kirby a hell of a lot better that you practice with Marth." " You know what? Go eat a dick!" " Oh, fight me! Lil' Bitch!" What the ever loving fucking is going?? Maicy is irritate and confused on what's going on. "What is even happening?" Just then....  A random gamecube controller flew accross the room and hit Maicy's face. "Ow! What the hell?!" "Oh shit!" cried those voices that were yelling at each other. It appeared to be two guys. They ran to Maicy. " Yo, bruh. I am so sorry, this guy was just pissing me the fuck off!" " Hey, it's not my fault you suck! But yeah, we're so sorry ma'am."  "......How about you don't fight over something like video games. That way, other people won't get hurt.." Despite trying smile, Maicy was not fucking happy that she was hit in the face with a freaking gamecube controller. She took a bit of a gripped of her skirt to cool herself down. The two guys knows how pissed off she was. " Oh shit!" " AFK man!" And with that, the guys ran off. ((Don't worry, these NPCs I made for this post are one offs)) Maicy took a deep breath to cool herself down. She looked at Aberdeen. "On second thought, I think I take a bit of a break from the games." Maicy said with a bit of a nervous smile, feeling like she made a complete ass out of herself in front of Aberdeen once more. |
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Post by not u on May 31, 2016 0:18:28 GMT -6
The flurry of activity didn't even register as Cyrus rubbed at his sore ankle. "Motherfucking goddamn piece of shit torture shoes," he muttered to himself, fingers digging into the ligaments and tendons. Hell if he was gonna leave this con with a swollen ankle. There was no amount of practice that could've prepared him for walking around in regular everyday conditions. The changing floor textures and the more organic, sharper movements that made up the reality of mulling about were not something that came up in their practice sessions. Fro wning, he wiggled his foot around, trying to get a feel for how much pain he was in. But a sharp whistle from his partner brought him out of his daze, now realizing that his ass had become the center of attention. A-Are you fucking serious!? Immediately, his face flared up with embarrassed heat as other congoers stared in his direction. Stripping out of one's own volition was one thing, but ending up as an accidental spectacle was a whole other beast. Especially with all these fucking nerds. Bet they've never seen an actual ass in the entirety of their virgin lives.
"Ahahaha, well you suuuure did make me eat my words!" he drawled, turning the man over and grabbing his phone, "Who knew it was actually in my best interest for you to be shit at walking in heels? Ohh man, does this deserve a pic!" He beckoned a few of the remaining zombies over, snapping his fingers a few times to get them to hurry up already and held Cyrus' phone in front of the group once the others knelt down and gathered around the two. One quick, embarrassing snapshot later and the scantily dressed man sent the costumed freaks off to go about the rest of their day. "Thanks guys~" he rang before portalling the art book away and getting up to offer his soulmate a hand. "Well, that sure was fun! What should we do next?" Cyrus stared at Alti flabbergasted as the shambling corpses surrounded him for one last group pic before his partner sent them away, his cheeks almost purple with how much blood had rushed to them. "Y-Y-Yeah yeah get the fuck out of here, nerds," he pouted, grabbing Alti's hand and steadying himself back on his feet. Once his knees hit the air that's when he felt how raw they'd been rubbed from the hard contact with the concrete. "Well hope you enjoyed the show," he stuck his tongue out, looking through his gallery at the picture Alti had taken and crinkling his nose. Although he was tempted to erase it out of spite, if it was just the two of them who would be seeing it... maybe it wouldn't be so bad. "Christ I don't want this on my phone but something tells me you want to remember this moment as vividly as possible," he snickered, putting his phone away and looking back down at his scraped up knee. A small bit of blood beaded on the surface, to which the scientist frowned a little bit. "How 'bout we go to the bathroom next so I can clean this off," he chuckled, taking a tenative step forward on his sore ankle before starting walk towards the bathroom. That's when he noticed a familiar green figure sitting and sniveling outside the bathrooms, although it looked like her costume makeup was a smeary mess. And she was alone. Oh great, bet the neon idiot did something stupid. Crouching in the stiletto boots would be a task, so instead he stood awkwardly next to her and looked down. "Hey kid, why're you so far from the cabbage patch?"
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Post by Emily on May 31, 2016 12:18:20 GMT -6
"Hmmm" Piami thought about it "I don't think I'll be good at Martial arts. Sorry" It's is a little bit clear that Piami is not is very confident when it comes to fighting. The quickly after, she smiled. "But I will watch you while your on the stage, Galy~." "Honestly, I was in your spot years ago." Galystris said with a light smile. She laid a had on Piami's shoulder. Oddly, she saw a bit of her younger self in Piami. "I thought the same way before I began to fight, but when I got into it, I felt a lot more confident and secure." One could tell her objectivity wasn't present when she talked about the things she enjoyed. "So, there's no reason to apologize. I wanted to drop by to see how you would do. Plus, if you get approached by a fan, and Gialle and I are not nearby, you can take them down on your own. Trust me when I say that is a very satisfying feeling." That's when he noticed a familiar green figure sitting and sniveling outside the bathrooms, although it looked like her costume makeup was a smeary mess. And she was alone. Oh great, bet the neon idiot did something stupid. Crouching in the stiletto boots would be a task, so instead he stood awkwardly next to her and looked down. "Hey kid, why're you so far from the cabbage patch?" "The luchador thought it would be a great idea to fight someone outside the ring. He broke some guys nose, and I think his hand." she grumbled. Alraada looked up at Cyrus and sighed. "I walked off like a fuckin pansy. I was really angry, I guess...I just don't want to put up with this shit anymore." Alraada covered her face. "I'm probably gonna leave the convention soon. And if shit gets worse, maybe the experiment." she spoke with a guilty tone in her voice.  "With every good moment I have here, there are two or three bad ones. No matter how hard I try, I can't fix any of it. Helping Vale can sometimes be a nice diversion from my....own issues, but I jusr can't escape the bad feelings that come with this damn experiment no matter how fucking hard I try." She clenched her fists, her nails digging to hard into her skin she drew blood. "It feels like I just have more bad feelings replacing the few ones i have..."  "You understand?" Her eyes widened, as she heard herself just explain all of her feelings to someone who she's been causing a bunch of trouble for. "FUCK! Shit, dammit, I'm sorry. You shouldn't have to deal with my shit feelings." she spoke. She buried her face in her hands out of embarrassment. Although, it did feel nice to be able to talk to someone. She didn't quite feel like she could talk to Vale yet, as she felt like she was always opening some can of worms. And her personal experiences would not make his time around her any better. Maybe he would be better off without her.  |
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Post by ChibiGissy on May 31, 2016 13:10:11 GMT -6
"Honestly, I was in your spot years ago." Galystris said with a light smile. She laid a had on Piami's shoulder. Oddly, she saw a bit of her younger self in Piami. "I thought the same way before I began to fight, but when I got into it, I felt a lot more confident and secure." One could tell her objectivity wasn't present when she talked about the things she enjoyed. "So, there's no reason to apologize. I wanted to drop by to see how you would do. Plus, if you get approached by a fan, and Gialle and I are not nearby, you can take them down on your own. Trust me when I say that is a very satisfying feeling." Piami looked up at Galystris and listened on what she has to say. That gave Piami a bit of courage. And there is a good point in this. While she doesn't have much fans, there is a slight chance that a creepy fan would come up to her and the chance of Galy or Giaile being around is a 50/50 chance. She looked up to her soulmate and blushed. "Well, I guess I can give it a shot!" 
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Post by not u on May 31, 2016 18:01:47 GMT -6
"I'm probably gonna leave the convention soon. And if shit gets worse, maybe the experiment." she spoke with a guilty tone in her voice. "With every good moment I have here, there are two or three bad ones. No matter how hard I try, I can't fix any of it. Helping Vale can sometimes be a nice diversion from my....own issues, but I jusr can't escape the bad feelings that come with this damn experiment no matter how fucking hard I try." "It feels like I just have more bad feelings replacing the few ones i have..." "You understand?" Her eyes widened, as she heard herself just explain all of her feelings to someone who she's been causing a bunch of trouble for. "FUCK! Shit, dammit, I'm sorry. You shouldn't have to deal with my shit feelings." she spoke. Cyrus shifted his weight between his feet as he listened, raising an eyebrow as Lettuce spilled her guts to him, although he was somewhat perplexed when it came to his response. As much as he could relate to the desire to leave the experiment at one point or another, he wasn't sure how to tactfully handle the deluge of complex negative feelings that were flowing freely from the vegetable kid's mouth. Another thing he'd be way better at, he thought to himself, tapping his cheek. He couldn't really give answers for the long term, especially about a topic that he just didn't know much about, but he could at the very least give a short term suggestion. "You should do whatever makes you happy, and if hanging out with the melon cyborg is making you unhappy today then fuck him! Why should you leave this nerd event when you're all dressed up and ready to have fun in your... nerdy getup," he gestured wildly to the vast quantities of body and face paint as well as the intricate costume, "when he's the one causing a problem, huh? Why don't you just hang out with us? If he wants to be an idiot then let him, and have a good time on your own." Cyrus crossed his arms, cocking his brow and looking down at Alraada. |
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Post by cassiroll on May 31, 2016 18:18:47 GMT -6
He couldn't very well let his soulmate run off and fight with Vale himself. After all, with Vale's telekinetic abilities, it'd be incredibly difficult to counteract alone. Amil sprinted up along side Nace, rubbing his gloves together as he looked toward his enraged partner. "What's the plan?" He asked, hesitantly. "How are we taking out Vale? Do you have any sort of plan, or are you just running in, guns blazing?" Nace seemed genuinely surprised Amil had decided to follow him after his little outburst, his run turning into a quick walk as he looked him up and down. "You don't want to get involved--," He started, but quickly cut himself off before he could even finish the thought. "You know what? I'm not even going to bother. You already risked your soul, if you want to risk your life too who am I to stop you?" He grabbed his finger with the ring on it, getting ready to twist the gem. He could feel it warming up beneath his touch, vibrating slightly as it began to awaken after remaining dormant for so long. "Although, this won't take long at all. I just need to get within a good five feet of the bastard, and then---." "---I end this." His angry tone dropped to a slow whisper as he suddenly stopped running, almost falling over with how quickly he'd come to a halt. The entrance was literally only a foot away, the doors still propped to allow people to come through. He could see Vale starting to head back this way, clearly not having spotted him yet. Nace took a step back. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on May 31, 2016 18:35:55 GMT -6
"......How about you don't fight over something like video games. That way, other people won't get hurt.." Despite trying smile, Maicy was not fucking happy that she was hit in the face with a freaking gamecube controller. She took a bit of a gripped of her skirt to cool herself down. The two guys knows how pissed off she was. " Oh shit!" " AFK man!" And with that, the guys ran off. Maicy took a deep breath to cool herself down. She looked at Aberdeen. "On second thought, I think I take a bit of a break from the games." Maicy said with a bit of a nervous smile, feeling like she made a complete ass out of herself in front of Aberdeen once more. "Are you alright?" Aberdeen asked, concerned for their partner while malice was ever present as well. They watched the two idiots run off after hitting their partner in the face and let out a sigh of annoyance. "I can go after them if you want. I can make them apologize to you, properly." They said, sternly.
"Well, if you and I are truly meant to be together forever, I may as well get used to this, yeah?" Not that there would be much getting used to in this case. Vale had never been particularly fond of Amil, so the man had little qualms with what he and Nace were about to do. He rubbed his gloves together, the ooze that they consisted of beginning to bubble. He was ready to rush in along side his partner, until Nace hesitated. Amil looked back at him, eyebrow raised. " Ooooooh I see what the issue is. Here, allow me to start and you can 'end this' yourself." He cooed as he patted his partner on the back and began heading towards Vale. " OH VAAAAAAALE~" He chimed cheerily, despite his face being one of a much more sinister nature. "I absolutely LOVE your cosplay! It looks fantastic on you! I hope the con has been treating you well!" Several red and yellow eyeballs opened on Amil's gloves as the man drew ever closer to his 'target' "You know, I've been getting reeeeeeeeally into character, what with all the people hounding me for photographs and what not." The man's gloves took the form of to black rapiers as he stood still for a moment, giving Vale his toothiest grin possible. " Care to see~?" |
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