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Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 5:13 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme Vincent opened his mouth in surprise that she had actually slapped him, then closed it again, walking around Violet and actually putting the jacket on her shoulders.
"Yes, yes it would," he responded with a smile. "Because your accusations do, in fact, lend themselves to mine. If it helps you sleep better at night thinking I'm gay then have at it. But, when you wake up you'll have to face the truth that I'm straight." |
Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 5:30 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme George sighed. "All righ', sorry, jus' tryin' to get you guys to settle... But I guess not..." He smiled a little, knowing what was happening.
"But Daddy--" Dani whispered. "It's okay, Dani. Er, when you're older, you'll understan'." "I hate it when you say that," She says, pouting. -- Aria stopped smiling, and put her saddlebags back on her horse in a hurry. "Mythic..." No response. "JAMES DELANO HAVOC!" "What?!" He said, turning to her. "And besides, that's not my middle name." "That doesn't fuckin' matter!! LOOK!" It was then that Mythic noticed that she was entirely serious, and all the blood had drained from her face. "HOLY MARY MOTHER OF GOD AND ALL HER CRAZY UNCLES!!" His eyes bugged out. "THAT'S A LOT OF FREAKIN' PEOPLE!!" "Yeah," Melia said in a small voice. "Okay," Mythic said, voice beginning to shake, "We've gotta run. Cut the donkey loose, and drop the machine gun. Everyone on the horses NOW!" Melia got on her horse, and Aria vaulted up behind her. "I don' think this was such a good idea," Melia said. "No, no it wasn't," Aria agreed. "Now let's scram before Arkus has our hearts for breakfast, shall we?" "Yes, lets." Melia booted her horse in the ribs. Aria looked back at Mythic. What is he doing? She thought. He needs to get out of there... He has no backup now that Drooler and Eagle are dead, and we're leaving... Tears started at her eyes. He better not freaking die. Mythic cut the rope tying Jesus to a cactus, and the donkey ran away in the direction of the river. "Wes, come on," Mythic said. "We needed to leave like yesterday!" OOC:Boots: 3 options--
1) Everyone gets away 2) You capture everyone, but release everyone but Mythic, because he does the "take me and not them" thing 3) You capture everyone, and are an ass and keep them all Preferably not one of the options that ties the roleplay into a capture-and-release over-and-over cycle like Lightwing... |
The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 5:37 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme OOC:lol... George is funny. XD
"Right," Violet scoffed, beginning to regain her composure. "Because I definitely think about you at night." She laughed cruelly. "You're an egotistical ass if you think I'd even look at you that way." Not giving him a chance to protest, Violet shook off the jacket and pushed it once again into his hands. "I told you to cut the stupid attempts at heroics. I don't need your jacket to stay warm." His close proximity was beginning to bother her... so much, in fact, that she didn't even notice the possible implications of that last statement. Still, she would not be the one to back down. The fact that he seemed to be getting calmer, almost as if he was absolutely certain that he'd discovered the source of the argument, was making her more annoyed than she'd ever admit. |
| Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 6:23 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme "I never suggested that you think about me at night," Vincent replied, undeterred, as he shoved the jacket right back at her. "Any such thoughts are of your own creation. And I told you to stop calling me heroic. I realize that standing so close to me might warm you up, but unless you were lying just now, you might need your jacket for later." He was not exactly sure why she was responding quite the way she was, but, whatever it was, it didn't bother him nearly as much as it seemed to be bothering her. |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 6:45 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme "I'd stop calling you heroic if you'd stop trying so hard to play the part," she snapped, shoving the poor, unloved jacket right back at him. She didn't understand his insistence on her taking it... most of the guys she'd known wouldn't have thought twice about anyone's discomfort, other than their own. It was unnerving. And being unnerved angered Violet to no end.
She laughed again, her defenses going up without hesitation. "I haven't moved," she said, and it was true; since slapping him-- for which, she told herself, one had to be reasonably close-- she'd not moved an inch toward or away from him. "You're the one who keeps hovering around me. I understand that you can't get a woman's attention without doing so, but I do wish you'd cut it out. It's getting annoying." |
spy_4_hire Joined: 14 Feb 2004 Posts: 568 | Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 7:27 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By spy_4_hire: This theme, Any theme Jean Louise had burst into laughter when Vincent realized that Violet suspected he was gay. She had finally regained her composure, but she she had cramps and tears streamed down her face. Her head felt light from the lack of air and her face was red.
"Goodness," she hiccupped, holding onto Geoge's shoulder for support. "The way they fight you'd think they were a married couple. Oh well, it must be all the s-" she looked at Danni and covered her ears. "Sexual tension between them." She giggled and smiled at the two of them. "I'd stop them, but they're having too much fun," she said, stoking the fire. "Or rather, I'm having too much fun watching... but... Dani shouldn't have to see this." She took a few steps toward them. "Now, really, can't you two stop, or at least get a room," Jean Louise asked. "You're upsetting the girl. I never took offense Violet. He's right there are better ways I could have used my talents, but here I am. You thought he was gay, now we know he's not. Can't we be friends for a bit longer?" |
| Odakira Joined: 9 Jul 2005 Posts: 412 | Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 2:10 am | Characters: All for this theme; By Odakira: This theme, Any theme After all the commotion had started, Wes stood up to Mythic's words, and looked back at the army of bandits that was rushing towards the two.
"Uhh.... Hmm." Wes' chaotic thinking began to kick in again, being the ass he is, as he brought his hand up to scratch his now scruffy chin. "Now would be a perfect time to put a gun at this Mythic feller's head and turn him into Arkus. Maybe the bandit king will be happy enough to lend me some cash and a horse. After all, I got a sketchbook out of Mythic's problems, I wonder what I would get if I helped out that Arkus?" Wes turned to Mythic, and it was clear in his eye that something was bubbling inside his mind. "After all, he is the one that Arkus wa-- A gunshot rang out and a bullet nearly clipped Wes in the toe. Wes hesitated slightly, turned heel, and made a run after the donkey. "Fuck this shit!!" Whether Mythic was behind him or not, Wes could care less. Obviously these bandits could not be negotiated with. |
| Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 10:00 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme Vincent had raised a finger as he prepared to respond to Violet's argument when he heard Jean Louise butt in. The realization that their little spat was starting to bother the other helped to calm Vincent down even quicker. Still, he couldn't take the married couple comment sitting down -- after all, he was standing, and there was no way they seemed like a married couple.
"Hold on a minute there..." He was trying to get a word in when Jean Louise finished her sentence. "There is no... what are you going on about anyway?" He caught himself before being overly defensive, but it was fairly obvious what he was going to say, anyway. Especially considering the nature of his previous argument, his lost words would have been fairly ironic. Not sure quite how to respond, he folded his arms and looked almost sheepishly at Violet. "Erhm... what do you say? Truce?" OOC: maybe... wasn't exactly sure how this should go |
| Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 10:35 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme George chuckled at Jean Louise's comment. "That was kinda what I was thinkin' myself..."
He looked at Vincent, and then at Violet, warm smile still on his face. "As long as you stop spoilin' my daughter's virgin ears, I don' care whatcha do." ------- James got on Aria's horse, and slapped its flank. "Git!" He said, pointing the horse in the direction Melia and Aria on Melia's horse had gone. He hoped that they could outrun the bandits, or else they would have a seriously bad day... But not as bad of a day as Arkus will have once Dad hears about this, James thought. I'm gonna get my butt whupped first for losing the sketchbook and starting the fight, but it'll be totally worth it... OOC:Boots--can't do much without you. Please look back to my last post for options. I actually don't care what you do, 'cause I've got plans~ xD; |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 7:06 am | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme Violet's eyes widened in realization-- the "married couple" comment had taken a moment to set in, and the "sexual tension" bit was even worse. And when she realized what George was suggesting, all she could do was blink a few times in rapid succession, and try not too get too red. (Her face was beginning to get used to that shade.)
She turned back to Vincent. The comments, while slightly embarrassing, did serve to finish calming her down. "Yeah," she said quickly, unconsciously mimicking his sheepish arms-folded stance. "Truce. A truce sounds, um, pretty good." OOC:>< No idea what else to do... ah, well. He still has the jacket!! I guess that means she wins? XD No shoving it back, now-- that'll just start things up again. Heheh... poor Vincent and Violet... |
Asai Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 638 | No sooner had they got on their horses and started running then Arkus's bandits called their own horses and entered in close pursuit. Arkus was not willing to let them get away. It wasn't long before the bandits were surrounding the poor group. Arkus smiled. He wanted all of them. He signaled for his horse. He would ride in and then take them.
OOC:kinda incomplete, feel free to act on it |
| Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 5:28 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme OOC:Boots, you can't "Completely surround all of them" since Mythic waited a while to follow the others, there's a fair bit of distance between them. Anyways...
This... definately isn't working out as planned, James thought. I guess there's only one way... "Alright, alright," He said as loud as he could. "You got me. I'll put down my weapons and come with you nice and easy, if you let everyone else go." He shrugged. "Why would you want them? This is about revenge, right? They're just worthless minions, Dad can replace them." "You want me--I've got more value in my father's eyes than all of them combined." Not true, he thinks I'm a worthless lazy bum, but he doesn't need to know that, James thought. However, if I really was in any kind of danger, I think Dad would care a significant amount more than he seems to now... OOC:I don't... know... |
| Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 10:41 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme "Yeah," Vincent agreed, unsure of what to do. He sat down, looking at his jacket as though it were something from a foreign land. After a moment's hesitation, he decided to set it down on a nearby log. Though he really wanted to give it to Violet, some strange force told him that it was best not to. Suddenly, things had become rather awkward. If only there were some way to escape from this awkwardness, he thought sadly.
"Erm... you really can wear that jacket if you want, though." OOC: Awkward turtle! Save us! |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 6:25 am | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme "Thanks," said Violet, equally at a loss for words, "but I think I'll be all right." She stood still for a moment, staring at her feet, then quietly brought her hands together into the most glaring anachronism this roleplay had yet seen. "Awkward Turtle," she shouted suddenly, "I CHOOSE YOU!"
In a flash of light, the Awkward Turtle was stanging in the middle of the ring, looking awkward. "Awkward Turtle, Awkward Turtle," it said awkwardly, waving its stubby little arms around in circles. Violet smirked arrogantly and waited for Vincent's reply to this challenge. OOC:I... have no idea where that came from. ><
Let's try this again. "Thanks," said Violet, equally at a loss for words, "but I think I'll be okay." Or maybe I'll wait till you go to sleep to wear it. Truce or no, Violet was too stubborn to give in that easily, especially after all that fuss. "Uhm..." There was a long, heavy pause. Violet fished around for something to say. "Sorry I, uh, you know... hit you. And all." She brought one hand up to rub the back of her neck awkwardly-- this whole situation was awkward. There was nothing she or Vincent could do to lighten the situation. Viole coughed, hoping either Jean Louise or George would take the hint and do something. |
| Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 7:43 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme OOC: I guess you were uh... "eating crack"
"Oh, hey, erm...." Vincent said, fumbling with words amidst all the awkwardness. He brought up his hand to rub his cheek almost subconsciously, perhaps to show that it wasn't sore. Or, perhaps because he really had no idea what else to do. After all, the situation was ridiculously awkward, the awkward turtle was a huge anachronism, and nobody else was doing anything. "Don't worry about it." "So uh," he said at length, reaching for some sort of awkwardness-lessening conversation like a child of a family of ten reaching for the biscuits, "That's a pretty nice fire, you might say." OOC: *cough* |
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