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Post by cassiroll on Jan 20, 2016 21:55:42 GMT -6
Holy shit he's kidding right? He has to be kidding. Does he know what he's saying??? Oh jesus, oh god oh jesus tapdancing christ dear god oh my lord
Her face turned a bright red, but she cleared her throat, remembering he didn't mean it. "...Yes. If I get married, I would like children..." she said with a light nod. "So...truth or dare...?" Vale pulled away from her, unwrapping his arm from her shoulder. He stared at her a long moment, unable to respond. "Oh." Was all he managed to say. His voice sounded hoarse and...oddly mechanical for a moment. He couldn't even bring himself to try and laugh. "I'm sorry. I---I made an assumption. I was hoping..." His voice trailed off, wavering at the end like he might be on the verge of tears. Like a switch being flipped, Vale turned to them, practically glowing. "Ah, yes! My fellow masked friend, please, come join us!" He turned back to look at Alraada, although his eye was unfocused, like he wasn't really looking at her. "Let's hold off for now and socialize a bit! Maybe some others will come by and we can pick up the game then, how about that darling~?" He turned back to Aberdeen. "You, me, let's arm wrestle and show these soulmates what they're getting!" He scooted off of the couch and placed his arm on the table, trying way too hard to change the subject. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 20, 2016 22:04:06 GMT -6
Like a switch being flipped, Vale turned to them, practically glowing. "Ah, yes! My fellow masked friend, please, come join us!" He turned back to look at Alraada, although his eye was unfocused, like he wasn't really looking at her. "Let's hold off for now and socialize a bit! Maybe some others will come by and we can pick up the game then, how about that darling~?" He turned back to Aberdeen. "You, me, let's arm wrestle and show these soulmates what they're getting!" He scooted off of the couch and placed his arm on the table, trying way too hard to change the subject. Aberdeen was surprised at the change of game, but this wasn't something they were completely against. This would be a great opportunity to see just exactly what made this man 'Unorthodox Wrestling's World Champion.' Aberdeen sat on the other side of the table and clasped hands with the man without saying a word. They stared directly into the man's eyes...or rather...eye, without a hint of hesitation, worry, or really much of anything. Simply a glazed look. Their tone, however, contradicted thair bored expression. "If you insist. I'm ready when you are, bud." Their voice was cocky as Aberdeen was incredibly confident in their abilities. "3. 2. 1. GO!" Aberdeen quickly locked their arm into place, not wasting any energy on trying to win just yet. They wanted to see just how much strength they'd need to bring this man's arm down, and if they wasted energy too soon, they'd surely lose. |
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Post by not u on Jan 20, 2016 22:21:01 GMT -6
The geyser of blood shooting out of Alti's nose sent the man jerking backwards. In the same instant, the bed abruptly shifted over to its partner and slamming into it. With a brief yelp, Alti fell to the ground, his head making impact first. This didn't hurt, but it did leave him dazed and confused. His head fell to his side, the blood streaming down and creating a small pool before trickling down to a stop. Alti laid there, twitching every now and then, the image of the shirtless scientist rendering him unable to move. "S...s-so..... b-b-beautiful..... I.. I r-regret...." "Nothing...." The laughter Cyrus had been stifling since the moment he thought up this idea finally erupted from his mouth, the scientist doubling over as the other man hit the floor in a similar fashion.  {Spoiler - Click to View} 
"GET WRECKED!" he shouted and laughed as the bed came shooting across the room, the floor trembling for a moment as they collided.
However this spectacular fall was accompanied by a nosebleed of volcanic proportions, the bubbling chuckles now bursting forth as a howl of laughter. His eyes fell on the two beds that were now firmly touching, a shit eating grin donning the scientist's face as he walked around to the other side of Alti's bed, smirking down at him triumphantly. "My my, Alti,"  "YOU MUST HAVE IT REAL BAD FOR ME, DON'T YOU......" he taunted in between snickers, mimicking the tone of voice Alti had just used minutes ago before doubling over with laughter, finally stopping to take a long breath of air before the stomach cramps became too intense. "PHEWWWW..." Cyrus sighed, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye and standing up straight, walking back to his bed and grabbing his shirt. "That was fun, we should do that again sometime," he smirked and winked, sliding his arms back through the sleeves. |
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Post by Emily on Jan 20, 2016 22:29:17 GMT -6
Vale pulled away from her, unwrapping his arm from her shoulder. He stared at her a long moment, unable to respond. "Oh." Was all he managed to say. His voice sounded hoarse and...oddly mechanical for a moment. He couldn't even bring himself to try and laugh. "I'm sorry. I---I made an assumption. I was hoping..." His voice trailed off, wavering at the end like he might be on the verge of tears. "V-vale...?" Guilt immediantly flooded her mind, and she wondered what she had said wrong. Why am I guilty? Feeling guilty accoplishes nothing..."...Sorry. I hope you're comfortable enough to tell me whats wrong soon." She'd worded it a bit more kindly then her normal 'stop lying to me and i can help you, crotch potato' She noticed that aberdeen had come over. She waved lightly, but kept a worried and skeptical look focused on Vale. |
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Post by ChibiGissy on Jan 20, 2016 22:32:52 GMT -6
Maicy followed Aberdeen to their direction
Maicy waves
"Hi"
"Oh my goodness." Maicy thought.
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Post by cassiroll on Jan 20, 2016 23:34:14 GMT -6
Aberdeen was surprised at the change of game, but this wasn't something they were completely against. This would be a great opportunity to see just exactly what made this man 'Unorthodox Wrestling's World Champion.' Aberdeen sat on the other side of the table and clasped hands with the man without saying a word. They stared directly into the man's eyes...or rather...eye, without a hint of hesitation, worry, or really much of anything. Simply a glazed look. Their tone, however, contradicted thair bored expression. "If you insist. I'm ready when you are, bud." Their voice was cocky as Aberdeen was incredibly confident in their abilities. "3. 2. 1. GO!" Aberdeen quickly locked their arm into place, not wasting any energy on trying to win just yet. They wanted to see just how much strength they'd need to bring this man's arm down, and if they wasted energy too soon, they'd surely lose. Vale smiled as the other grasped their hand, glad for the distraction. "There you go! That's the spirit!" He said perkily. Vale looked contemplative. "You know..." "I feel like I should warn you." "I take these things very seriously."{Spoiler - Click to View}  Vale locked his arm in place with Aberdeen, matching his strength equally to start out with. It seemed he too was trying to gauge his opponent before doing anything rash. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 20, 2016 23:41:09 GMT -6
Vale smiled as the other grasped their hand, glad for the distraction. "There you go! That's the spirit!" He said perkily. Vale looked contemplative. "You know...""I feel like I should warn you." "I take these things very seriously."
Vale locked his arm in place with Aberdeen, matching his strength equally to start out with. It seemed he too was trying to gauge his opponent before doing anything rash. "Well, at least you know what you're doing." The uttered as they realized Vale did the same thing they had. "But one of us has to make a move eventually." Something seemed strange about the wrestler, now. His chipper, over-the-top demeanor was now replaced with someone whom Aberdeen would possibly take seriously, had it not been for his ridiculous outfit. An idea popped into Aberdeen's head, but decided not to show it on their face. As if to try and psyche Vale out, they pushed at his hand with a quick, quite powerful force, just to see if he'd take the bait and go all out. If they had, Aberdeen would return to their initial plan, and see just how much effort Vale was willing to put into this 'friendly competition.' |
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Post by cassiroll on Jan 21, 2016 0:05:08 GMT -6
"Well, at least you know what you're doing." The uttered as they realized Vale did the same thing they had. "But one of us has to make a move eventually." Something seemed strange about the wrestler, now. His chipper, over-the-top demeanor was now replaced with someone whom Aberdeen would possibly take seriously, had it not been for his ridiculous outfit. An idea popped into Aberdeen's head, but decided not to show it on their face. As if to try and psyche Vale out, they pushed at his hand with a quick, quite powerful force, just to see if he'd take the bait and go all out. If they had, Aberdeen would return to their initial plan, and see just how much effort Vale was willing to put into this 'friendly competition.' Vale countered and matched the force after his hand hit about 40 degrees, but evened out almost immediately, going back to applying equal force. His arm barely shook at all keeping the force applied, and his shoulder was completely still, like he wasn't even use it. The serious attitude he had adopted vanished as easily as it has appeared. "Well, looks like we'll be here for awhile!" He said with a cheery smile and a laugh. He looked over at the butler and waved at him. "Bring something over here for my buddy!" It was unclear whether he was being genuine or trying to psych his opponent out. While the man prepared a drink, he looked back at Aberdeen and drummed his other hand lightly against his knee. "I've only ever lost one fight." He stated. "I know this isn't really a fight of sorts, but it's definitely a competition. I hope you don't mind, I've had a really shitty day." He starting applying a slight more bit of force than before. The butler placed the drink on the table and Vale raised his other hand towards him. "Thanks so much, man!" The butler hy-fived him, slightly confused, before going back to his station. He looked back at Aberdeen, keeping his smile up beneath the mask."It's all in good fun, right?" He laughed. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 21, 2016 0:16:03 GMT -6
"Oh, I am very good at waiting."Vale countered and matched the force after his hand hit about 40 degrees, but evened out almost immediately, going back to applying equal force. His arm barely shook at all keeping the force applied, and his shoulder was completely still, like he wasn't even use it. The serious attitude he had adopted vanished as easily as it has appeared. "Well, looks like we'll be here for awhile!" He said with a cheery smile and a laugh. He looked over at the butler and waved at him. "Bring something over here for my buddy!" It was unclear whether he was being genuine or trying to psych his opponent out. While the man prepared a drink, he looked back at Aberdeen and drummed his other hand lightly against his knee. "I've only ever lost one fight." He stated. "I know this isn't really a fight of sorts, but it's definitely a competition. I hope you don't mind, I've had a really shitty day." He starting applying a slight more bit of force than before. The butler placed the drink on the table and Vale raised his other hand towards him. "Thanks so much, man!" The butler hy-fived him, slightly confused, before going back to his station. He looked back at Aberdeen, keeping his smile up beneath the mask."It's all in good fun, right?" He laughed. "Only one, huh. Pretty good record." Aberdeen praised. They didn't bother giving out their own personal record, as it would only cause tension between the two, and Aberdeen couldn't afford to break focus. Aberdeen matched the bit of force Vale added on, as it was nothing they couldn't handle. They didn't even bother looking at the drink the butler had placed on the table. "Thanks, I'm not thirsty though. And yeah.." Aberdeen began to let their hand fall slightly, to about 70 degrees, "Of course its in good fun." Aberdeen wished they had removed their jacket before hand, as they could feel themselves beginning to heat up again, not from embarrassment or flusteredness, but pure determination. "But like you said, it IS a competition." As if from nowhere, Aberdeen used the same amount of force they had used to dent the scientist's door to try and push Vale's arm over once more. |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Jan 21, 2016 0:24:15 GMT -6
"PHEWWWW..." Cyrus sighed, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye and standing up straight, walking back to his bed and grabbing his shirt. "That was fun, we should do that again sometime," he smirked and winked, sliding his arms back through the sleeves. Alti was still trapped in his daze as Cyrus walked around the beds and talked down, catching only a few key words as continued to daydream. A significant amount of blood now stained the floor, as well as the man's face. The entire incident left him rather lightheaded, a condition he soon attempted to remedy by propping himself up against the nearest wall. His head hung low while the scientist spoke, mumbling silent nonsense to himself for a few seconds. Immediately, Alti shot his head back up... only to see Cyrus headed for his shirt. Bummer. The scantily clad man, his eyes now focused and his lips slowly curling into a smile, a s if there wasn't a vat of lost blood sitting beside him or dripping off his chin, stared at the other man as he made his final remark. "Yeah..." he replied, clearing his throat a bit. "We definitely should do this again another time, except... maybe next time you could take off more than just your top, you know what I mean?" He quickly stood up on his two feet, no signs of dizziness or fatigue visible on his movements. He turned to face the bathroom, using one hand to turn the knob while the other swabbed some of the blood off his face. He held the finger up and observed the fluid, then shamelessly licked it clean. He entered the bathroom and cleaned himself up quickly as he did not want the blood to stay soaked in the fabric he wore. "Welp! I'm clean!" he announced, turning off the water faucet and drying his face off with a towel. Alti took a step out of the bathroom and halted, taking a second to look at Cyrus and then at the beds they were to sleep in for.... however long those broads meant for them to stay for their little experiment. They were still rammed together, which made him happy.
"Looks like we'll be sleeping together after all~" he chimed, pointing at the obvious. |
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Post by cassiroll on Jan 21, 2016 1:49:00 GMT -6
"Only one, huh. Pretty good record." Aberdeen praised. They didn't bother giving out their own personal record, as it would only cause tension between the two, and Aberdeen couldn't afford to break focus. Aberdeen matched the bit of force Vale added on, as it was nothing they couldn't handle. They didn't even bother looking at the drink the butler had placed on the table. "Thanks, I'm not thirsty though. And yeah.." Aberdeen began to let their hand fall slightly, to about 70 degrees, "Of course its in good fun." Aberdeen wished they had removed their jacket before hand, as they could feel themselves beginning to heat up again, not from embarrassment or flusteredness, but pure determination. "But like you said, it IS a competition." As if from nowhere, Aberdeen used the same amount of force they had used to dent the scientist's door to try and push Vale's arm over once more. With the force Aberdeen used, Vale's arm almost immediately swung back to the other side. However, just like before, it stopped at the 40 degree mark, coming to a halt so suddenly it appeared to hit a wall, even bouncing back up a bit before settling at the mark again. It never went past it. "Hm." Vale seemed to actually be a bit surprised by this, the visible part of his face going from elated to confused before settling on neutral. "Seems you're more than you appear, masked friend~." The fact that his voice was still so chipper despite the serious look in his eyes was a strange mixture, like he was fighting with himself for which side to place in front of his opponent. He rested his cheek on the palm of his other hand, yawning a bit as his arm stayed firmly in place. It wasn't even shaking. If one were looking closely enough, it was just barely visible that the suit seemed to flatten out on the side facing the table, despite the wrinkles on the opposite side of his forearm. The serious look passed as he went back to cheery. "Come on, smile! Aren't you having fun?" His grip felt like it loosened a bit as his arm started to glide back towards the middle. It stopped. His grip returned and he started to apply pressure again, although there was an odd creaking sound that came from his shoulder. He didn't seem phased by this and kept it up consistently. "I certainly am~!" |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 21, 2016 1:56:58 GMT -6
With the force Aberdeen used, Vale's arm almost immediately swung back to the other side. However, just like before, it stopped at the 30 degree mark, coming to a halt so suddenly it appeared to hit a wall, even bouncing back up a bit before settling at the mark again. It never went past it. "Hm." Vale seemed to actually be a bit surprised by this, the visible part of his face going from elated to confused before settling on neutral. "Seems you're more than you appear, masked friend~." The fact that his voice was still so chipper despite the serious look in his eyes was a strange mixture, like he was fighting with himself for which side to place in front of his opponent. He rested his cheek on the palm of his other hand, yawning a bit as his arm stayed firmly in place. It wasn't even shaking. If one were looking closely enough, it was just barely visible that the suit seemed to flatten out on the side facing the table, despite the wrinkles on the opposite side of his forearm. The serious look passed as he went back to cheery. "Come on, smile! Aren't you having fun?" His grip felt like it loosened a bit as his arm started to glide back towards the middle. It stopped. His grip returned and he started to apply pressure again, although there was an odd creaking sound that came from his shoulder. He didn't seem phased by this and kept it up consistently. "I certainly am~!" Aberdeen was surprised at the man's ability to stop their arm, seemingly with no effort whatsoever. Was this simply his strength, or something else...? "Yes. I'd say I am more than I appear." They stated as they allowed their arm to move back to the center position. At this point, it merely seemed like Aberdeen was doing most of the 'wrestling,' which was bad. Vale was toying with them, and Aberdeen was letting him get the best of them. "What's to say I'm not smiling?" They questioned. "And sure, fun seems like the right word." This time, Aberdeen merely remained still as they heard the man's shoulder creak. That wasn't a normal sound. "Uh, is your shoulder okay?" |
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Post by cassiroll on Jan 21, 2016 2:30:43 GMT -6
Not enough, huh? Hm. Aberdeen was surprised at the man's ability to stop their arm, seemingly with no effort whatsoever. Was this simply his strength, or something else...? "Yes. I'd say I am more than I appear." They stated as they allowed their arm to move back to the center position. At this point, it merely seemed like Aberdeen was doing most of the 'wrestling,' which was bad. Vale was toying with them, and Aberdeen was letting him get the best of them. "What's to say I'm not smiling?" They questioned. "And sure, fun seems like the right word." This time, Aberdeen merely remained still as they heard the man's shoulder creak. That wasn't a normal sound. "Uh, is your shoulder okay?" "It's in your eyes, you just don't seem to be having a good time~." Aberdeen had picked up on the sound he'd been hoping no one would notice. "Oh, that's just my leg!" He hit his metal leg. "Must have moved it! Don't worry about it!" He started to apply more pressure, and he moved his leg at the same time to disguise his shoulder creaking again. He was giving quite a bit of force now. His metal leg, which had the knee bent upwards at the ceiling, suddenly slipping onto the floor and rolled on its side. Vale pretended not to notice that he'd lost control of the limb. It didn't matter in this challenge. He started talking again to try and hide the creaks. "Any hobbies!" He asked. "I, personally, am fond of yoga and interpretive dance! Keeps the body flexible." |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 21, 2016 2:38:33 GMT -6
"It's in your eyes, you just don't seem to be having a good time~." Aberdeen had picked up on the sound he'd been hoping no one would notice. "Oh, that's just my leg!" He hit his metal leg. "Must have moved it! Don't worry about it!" He started to apply more pressure, and he moved his leg at the same time to disguise his shoulder creaking again. He was giving quite a bit of force now. His metal leg, which had the knee bent upwards at the ceiling, suddenly slipping onto the floor and rolled on it's side. Vale pretended not to notice that he'd lost control of the limb. It didn't matter in this challenge. He started talking again to try and hide the creaks. "Any hobbies!" He asked. "I, personally, am found of yoga and interpretive dance! Keeps the body flexible." "I guess my eyes just don't convey emotion that well." They scoffed. Aberdeen wasn't buying it, but decided there was no point in arguing with the man. They were becoming impatient, and wanted to end this. "Hobbies? Hmm, let me think...." They said as they allowed their arm to move towards the table. If they were to enact what they had planned from the angle they had been at, Aberdeen would have likely broken the man's limb. "Well, I game, sometimes...I like to do, uh....karaoke.." They let their arm reach a 50 degree angle before stopping completely. "OH! And my favorite thing to do is work out." As soon as Aberdeen finished talking about their hobbies, the air around them became thick with tension and absolute seriousness. With every ounce of strength they had, they attempted to force the man's arm onto the other side of the table. They weren't holding anything back, and if the force of this maneuver broke the table upon impact, so be it. |
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Post by cassiroll on Jan 21, 2016 3:01:21 GMT -6
"I guess my eyes just don't convey emotion that well." They scoffed. Aberdeen wasn't buying it, but decided there was no point in arguing with the man. They were becoming impatient, and wanted to end this. "Hobbies? Hmm, let me think...." They said as they allowed their arm to move towards the table. If they were to enact what they had planned from the angle they had been at, Aberdeen would have likely broken the man's limb. "Well, I game, sometimes...I like to do, uh....karaoke.." They let their arm reach a 50 degree angle before stopping completely. "OH! And my favorite thing to do is work out." As soon as Aberdeen finished talking about their hobbies, the air around them became thick with tension and absolute seriousness. With every ounce of strength they had, they attempted to force the man's arm onto the other side of the table. They weren't holding anything back, and if the force of this maneuver broke the table upon impact, so be it. (( warning for body horror/injury just in case even though its a fake limb)) Vale wasn't fully prepared for the amount of force that Aberdeen put into that move. His arm moved back with little resistance, slamming into the 30 degree mark. It creaked loudly and it sounded like something in his shoulder snapped, the table cracking beneath where their elbows were touching it. Although his forearm was still in place, his hand was stretched backwards unnaturally far, to the point where the back touched his arm. It still hadn't touched the table, but was remarkably close, only an inch or two away with his hand stretched back. He stared at it in shock, no expression of pain on his face. His eye narrowed and his hand started to shake as it slowly corrected itself, clearly creaking. His other arm went limp at his side as his wrestling arm slowly came back up. He was completely focused now. No calling over butlers, no asking silly questions or using stupid nicknames. He was concentrating on settling this, the pressure building behind his hand despite his grip loosening again. A force would be pulling at Aberdeen from the other side now as well. "You know, buddy?" He whispered. "That really is not making my day any better." |
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