Welcome Guest [Log In] [Register]
AHS Announcements
Staff Announcement

A Mysterious Message!
Read Yours!

Now Up to the Plate!
Read More!


A new skin has been added in honor of the season! Also, Brackenridge Manor has opened it's doors! The butler has some words of warning for you.

Cordially, Icarus
Main Storyline Information

Current Storyline Thread
Party at Brackenridge


Welcome, you are currently not logged in. Without being logged in you are limited to posting in Contact the Staff and the Advertising forum. You are welcome to read as much as you like, but when you are ready to join, go ahead and read the rules and create an account!

Create an Account!


If you're already a member please log in:

Username:   Password:
Add Reply
Alarum; Mini-sl (closed)
Topic Started: Apr 10 2008, 08:09 AM (1,242 Views)
Sonnet
Member Avatar
Fear the Crutch Tsundere!
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
Here's the setup of what sounds like a joke: what did the woman with one leg, a girl in a red hood in a ball supernatural energy, a mercenary with a shotgun, a female wolf-kitsune thing and a drunken pervert of a Brit do in a museum late at night?

Give up? The answer is simple: tripping the alarm it seems. And indeed, the museum was up at arms, with a red light flaring and an obnoxious loud siren blasting all around our intrepid would be heroes.

Now why were they there to begin with? Here's another statement that almost sounds like a joke: they were sent by a small, fat, smelly and drunk fairy named Muffy to retrieve the map that would show them the location of the of the dread temple where they would have to face their foe in dread combat.

If only it really was a joke. Are those armless ninjas appearing out of nowhere behind them...?
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Izzy
Member Avatar
AKA Vinny

So, what happens when said mercenary is also rolling around a ball of energy with a girl he was contracted to protect inside?

Err... a rather bumpy ride, I suppose.

Mark wondered what the hell had put him into this situation, the least of concerns right now. He was breaking into a museum in Shinjuku somewhere, and it also seemed that they weren't being very professional about it. Oh boy...

They tripped the alarm, more proof of this, and Mark sighed as he brought his shotgun to bear. Pumping in a shell, he wasn't going to shoot the alarm. It probably had others around the place, seeing as there was a museum to protect.

Armless ninja's, my ass!

Pointing the shotgun at the nearest one, Mark called out to Muffy.

"Do we shoot these things?"

Hey, didn't hurt to be cautious. But then again, Mark was just short of squeezing the trigger, and ripping a ninja chest apart with lead pellets.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Mr. Trout
Member Avatar
Henshin boogy
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
"Not my fault! Really." When someone shouts that off, do you really think it isnt their fault? In fact in all probability it was Eeth's fault. Mostly because he had taken a globe and smashed it on the floor. Alot. The damn thing was in so many pieces it was pretty funny. Especially since he was standing over the rubble with his shoulders shrugged in a 'what me?' expression.

"We were here looking for something all mystical, I thought there might be like...I dunno a treasure map inside." PERFECT SENSE. Man, drunk crazyman logic was good logic. Like, the best kind of logic, because even if it didnt make sense, it managed to make inverse sense. See! Just like that. And Eeth there was still pretty drunk. Though his bottle of booze had vanished, mostly because he had sucked all the courage out of it. Damn wizard who lives in alcohol forcing courage and stupidity onto people. That was his magic spell!

Unfortunately there seemed to be armless ninjas, because of all things that made the most sense. To them Eeth just turned around, gave his best, greatest, most convincing drunk bastard smile and tooth bling with a bit of great sage advice.

"Any of you happen to be pretty ladies?"
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Sonnet
Member Avatar
Fear the Crutch Tsundere!
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
Red wasn't in a very happy place right now. She was being rolled around rather roughly by Mark and she was not the type to take it all in in stride. Being the adorable paranoid that she is, she was by now quite convince that the whole ordeal she was currently in was a plot incapacitate her. A lots of knifings were by now being planned for all but Danielle (who she reasoned must be powerless to stop Muffy) as she rolled around rather haphazardly in her little prison.

Muffy shrugged as he looked at the 100 ninjas (now calculate for the drunker factor and lessen the number by 90--crippled ninjas don't come cheap) behind the group. "Be my guesh," he says. "Now followsh me. We're almosh de-de-dere...I can feelsh it in mah boooooonesh!"

You'll be feeling a little more in your bones soon, you horrid little 'git, Red thought.

As if in response to Eeth's questions, an unmistakably female figure leaped in front of him. Like the rest, she did not have an arms but unlike the other obviously male ninjas, this one had chests way too big for her body. It was the kind of breasts that made people wonder how she could keep upright. It was probably murder on the back as well--they were that huge. They were also lethal as she lunged onto Eeth, chest first, aiming to smother the perverted Brit to death. Then again, there were probably worst ways to die.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Abadon XXX
Member Avatar
Darksong: o.o get outtah mah head!

What an odd place...

Adara felt a little uneasy about being in town. However, she had been curious about what they were in. Looking at one of the pictures, she sniffed it curious until she heard footsteps. Turning around, she growled loudly but quickly stopped when she saw the ninjas. They have no arms? Then...then how do that attack? If they cannot strike me, then I can be able to hurt them before the damage me. Barking loudly, she charged straight for one of the legs of one of the ninjas and clamped down hard on it. Using her mouth's strength, she forced her electricity through her mouth to send a shock through the man's body. Her mouth now covered in blood, she then charged at another armless ninja with a high speed takedown. She slammed her claw down onto their masked face and turned to see the female go after Eeth. Growling, she let out a loud howl to alert him.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Mr. Trout
Member Avatar
Henshin boogy
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
It wasnt so much figuring out a way to dodge or defeat the armless ninja with the huge rack. But rather Eeth debating in his mind if he wanted to dodge it. Those things were huge! And coming right at his face. He was almost happy to get smothered by them, how many guys could say they almost got killed by a pair of giant tits! The only better way would be, well it would be that futurama episode with death by crushed pelvises. Now that was a way to die, but snuu snuu was probably out of the question with this girl. Or was it? Dammit he'd just have to try.

"So um, you wouldnt happen to want to get a drink later would you?" Yeap, he was getting pressed against the large chest, but had managed to weasel his head up out of the cleavage to safety. Now the real trick of this was how to get her to stop killing him and take off her...hmm, she really couldnt take off her top could she. Being armless she'd just be really REALLY skilled with her feet.

Was foot work on him worth it? Probably. He'd never enjoyed the feet but, wow, that might be a good chance. Old man Hellsing managed to bring his arms too out ontop of the cleavage giving his best shrugging, happy, drunk guy offer.

"Come on, you dont have to kill me. We can go get a pint down at the pub...then maybe head back to your place. Bet you know better uses for these things then killing me dont you?"

Yeah, there was no way on earth, or mars, or saturn, or any planet in this or any other known universe that would work.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Izzy
Member Avatar
AKA Vinny

Red didn't seem too comfortable. But nevertheless, Mark had more pressing concerns on his mind. Seeing as Muffy told him to 'be his guest', Mark simply pumped a shell into the chamber and shot off a scatter shell into the ninja ranks. The closest one had a wall of half inch steel pellets blow into his face.

Racking the slide, another shell was loaded and pointed around. Hmm, ally down, being smothered by a pair of breasts. Well, not time to be getting into someone's pants, this was time to blast things. It wasn't really a hard shot, really. Pointed right under the armpits, came a rubber shell. He didn't want it to be lethal.

Another ninja came at him, and Mark decided on a course of action: Smash his brain in. Shifting his grip, the right arm slipping back to the buttstock, it whipped around and hissed over the head of a ninja. Oh dear. A ninja head smashed into Mark's ribs, and he gasped as the air was pushed out of his lungs.

Rolling to break his fall, Mark came up and shouted at Muffy.

"Drop the shield! Even the odds or we're all dead!"

Right, now add four pairs of arms into this mix. Mist gathered around him, and eight arms of pure willpower burst out of his back and snatched the sheaths from out of his harness. Right, now there were eight knives, a shotgun and a professional mercenary on a warpath. Lets play, armless ninja! Knives slithered across the air, and flashed as they found a ninja to attack. Eight knives, stabbing repetitively from every direction.

Die, and let me get on with my job, alright?
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Sonnet
Member Avatar
Fear the Crutch Tsundere!
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
Now what Adara kind of forgot was the fact that having no arms didn't mean they couldn't kick. It also went without mentioned that they could topple over their enemies. They were doing just that.

From the ceiling, trapdoors opened as ten more ninjas, this time legless, proceeded to fall down on their opponents with the simple aim of pinning them down. They reserves have been called into action.

Oh and to add to Eeth's problems (or maybe pleasure?), one of the legless ninjas was noticeable female with a really really big ass. She of courses landed on the one with the big tits' back adding to the considerable weight pressing against Eeth.

Muffy wasn't listening. He had fallen asleep on top of the helmet of a suit of armor. For some strange reason or another though, drunken man sleep did not quite dispell the shield around Red.

Red was mulling things over in her little globe. Mark was preoccupied which meant that she had the run of locomotion and they had passed a museum wing dedicated to ancient weapons earlier. A smile spread across her gaunt cheeks as she decided to head over to the said display. There was only one problem though and that was the mass of crippled ninjas in front of her. Standing up she began to roll the ball, taking up momentum as she ran ninjas over left and right. Who knows, maybe she could flatten Mark while she was at it? Always a plus.

As for Danielle? She was surrounded by the armless ninjas, the only legless ninja after her having mercifully missed his mark. To her chagrin though, the said legless ninja had joined in the circle--the damnable thing was standing on his hands! She gave it a sharp kick, smiling in satisfaction as the ninja toppled over. Then the rest were upon her, flailing stupidly with the sides of their armless bodies. "Get of me, you idiots!" she demanded, fighting back with all her strength.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Mr. Trout
Member Avatar
Henshin boogy
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
Giant ass? Legless ninjas? This was getting silly! And for a drunk to say it was silly, it had to be really stupidly silly. Eeth managed to get out of the way and escape the trap of boobs before he was crushed to death. However he did give the giant buns a hard spank. How was he supposed to fight something that kept making him want to wander to the back room? He had to disgust himself. Right, but how to make giant delicious naughty bits disgusting?

Of course! The eye, the wonderful talisman he used to see through women's clothing. Just a few little adjustments and...yeap. Those were disgusting veins and meaty bits that you'd get from sally impossible from the venture brothers. Ole' Eeth could see all her muscles, all the disgusting parts that made it so he didnt feel bad about hitting the limbless ninjas.

One firm kick to the legless's face and she went rolling away. As for the one with the giant knockers. Well. All Eeth had to do was slide behind her and poker her in the back of the head. Just properly off balance the girl fell to the ground, unable to get up due to not having any arms. Best she could do now was roll around.

"Dammit, one day I'd like to go on an adventure that involves a nice cold pint or cup of tea instead of crazy fightings. I swear if some kinda toilet demon comes out I might have to get really drunk."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Abadon XXX
Member Avatar
Darksong: o.o get outtah mah head!

Gah!

Adara began chomping through the legs of the ones who were trying to get her, and thankfully she could be able to run faster on four legs compared to the two that the others had. And like the others, she was having troubles with getting trapped as well. A yelp escaped her mouth when she felt one of the legless ninjas grab her by the ankle of one of her legs and immediately toppled over. Almost as if it was clockwork, the ninjas started to pile on top of her to keep her trapped. However, this was the worst thing that could happen to her. The fear of being trapped and kept imprisoned within something shot up her anxiety level to almost dangerous levels. She could feel her heart pounding out of her chest as if it was trying to escape the confines of her body until finally something in her mind snapped.

I don't want to be caught! Let me go! Let me go! LET ME GO!!!

Snapping around wildly with her mouth, Adara began to strike at any ninja stupid enough to be near her mouth, she didn't care where her teeth were sinking into the limbless ones. The only thing on her mind was escaping her prison.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Izzy
Member Avatar
AKA Vinny

Mark continued in his fight, kicking up in 'chin taps' for the armless ninja. His shotgun whirled through the air, brought down like a club onto a undefended shoulder and then finishing off with a buttstock strike. A shell was pumped in and Mark blasted a ninja off his feet with a shotgun shell. It made a mess, too. Yuck.

Legless ninja came down, and Mark brought another one down into the land of the unconscious with a roundhouse punch. The knives of his Ghost Arms pointed up and made a roof of blades, which caught at least one before throwing the punctured bodies to the ground. His shotgun came up and level, but this was too soon to waste all of his shells. Two knives were thrown at the flesh and blood hands of Mark Foley now possessed a pair of

One of the Armless Ninja went down, his head kicked in. Mark found his locale lacking in ninjas to fight.

"Who needs help?"

Eeth, obviously.

But he seemed to be doing fine, Danielle needed more help. Mark started dashing towards her, his knifes crossed in front of him as he used a very expensive looking fossil as a glorified springboard, landing on a armless and stomping his foot on a legless. He continued on his, kicking and stabbing, but also getting trouble. His head was beginning to get sore from headbutts, and someone had bit him in the ankle. A ninja with more than the usual skill roundhouse kicked, and it caught Mark on the side.

His breath escaped him for the second time, throwing Mark to the ground. Ghost Arms hissed through the air in revenge.

"MUFFY, GET US OUT OF HERE!"

Wait, where was Red?

Fled? Good, at least she was out of the trouble.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Sonnet
Member Avatar
Fear the Crutch Tsundere!
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
Now things were looking bad for most of the group. The museum, having realized by now that being cheap was no longer an option had chucked in their final trump card: utterly limbless ninjas of doom launched from cannons manned by rather vicious looking trolls (though they left right after since their contracts never specified any combat--they were just there to look menacing and lug the ninja cannons around because, you know, they were EFFECTIVE fighters and therefore useless in the museum's defense)! These newcomers proceeded to rain bodily death upon the group and where was Muffy in all this? Why still asleep of course! It was a miracle that he hadn't drowned in his own puke yet.

So where was salvation? Well, it was funny that Eeth should mention toilet demons considering that their scuffle was right outside the toilets. A voice in huge red letters called out from behind the men's room.

"DID SOMEONE SUMMON ME?"
It asked as from underneath the door, water rushed out in what could only be called a small tidal wave. Shortly after, the door burst open and the toilet demon ventured forth into the hall, squeezing past the ruined wall where the door had been. He (for he did come from the men's room) looked about impatiently.

"WELL? WHO CALLED ME? BE QUICK ABOUT IT! I'M HAVING MY TEA AND BISCUITS--WOULD ANY OF YOU LIKE SOME BY THE WAY?"

The ninjas (those still alive at least) paled at the sight and fled away from fright, the limbless ones crawling away much like worms.

And in the exhibit for weapons in medieval times, a working crossbow was stolen. The thief, a girl in a Red Hood (a most cunning disguise the cops agreed afterwards) then proceeded to disappear into the night to make an appearance later in the storyline.
Edited by Sonnet, Jun 2 2008, 01:26 AM.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Mr. Trout
Member Avatar
Henshin boogy
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
"Once, just once. I'd like a day where things didnt get this silly!" Remember when Eeth said he needed to be really drunk to deal with this? Yeah. He abandoned the limbless ninjas for his quest of booze. He ran right for the office of some bigwig of the building and kicked down the door. A relatively pointless work since it was unlocked, but it really made him feel better. There was one good thing about stiffed shirts at places like this, they normally had something hidden around to take the edge off. Which our favorite Brit found in a desk drawer.

When he came back, there was an empty bottle of whiskey in his hand and he was very noticeably intoxicated. Thankfully a drunk Eeth went into a very special mindset, one that is often described as 'professor Hellsing', as it was talkitave, inventive, and even interesting. So he stood there, swaying slightly, mind you this was his second or third bottle this night, any other being would probably be dead after the amount he had consumed.

"Oui mate, dun you worry about the accidental summoning whoever it was. We were all having a few drinks and things got a bit out of hand. Dont believe me? See the rack on that thing? Do you know how hard I worked to get her on her back?" He was of course referring to the ninja with the huge rack that he had pushed over. Hurray for high centers of gravity.

"Now please, you're scaring her to the point where I cant get her top off. So be a good fella and dont do the cock blocking yeah?"
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Izzy
Member Avatar
AKA Vinny

Totally limbless ninja... Mark just ruined things by doing a quick sidestep and wincing as one of those examples went splat on the ground beside him. Ghost Arms continued to lash out at the occasional body that came raining down. Hmmm, most of these were doing rather well at aiming. Another smashed into a glass cabinet, and the poor thing was still smoking as Mark hauled it to... hmm, not it, but her buttocks and left the kunoichi propped up against another cabinet.

"Alright, what next, HEADLESS NINJA!?"

No, seriously... there was something coming.

The toilets did an epic reversal, spewing forth a good olympic pool's worth of water. Mark acted instantly, something he was getting used to doing, and went straight up: Grabbing the nearest display, and jumping up. Ghost Arms reached out and hauled Mark atop a giant display. It was a mummy, as far as he could guess. His shotgun was a little wet, but that wasn't too bad, in his opinion.

But the rest of the team... errr, their roving band of people who are breaking into the local museum?

"Heeey, anyone-"

A deep, rumbling voice that could only be thought of as an ancient sea demon echoed through the room. Mark looked at it in... well, awe. He regretted not getting a flare shell for this night. He had steel and rubber shot, but they wouldn't do any good against water, would they? Maybe giant-sized diapers? They were super absorbent, right? The mercenary considered this for a moment, and dealt himself twos. Nothing would work, no matter what he would do.

Eeth started going off, and Mark actually wondered why the hell he actually put up with all this insanity...

Wait. Red?

Damn, lost sight of that little Red Riding Hood. Slinging his shotgun over his shoulder, and checking that all of the knives were there, Mark began to do the after contract job of pillaging whatever was of tactical or monetary value. A ninja bandana was taken off the floor and made into a soggy dressing for a cut he had acquired from falling bodies, and he started to pick through the remains of the less... animated. It wasn't really the kind of thing necrophiliacs would do, rather, an officer doing a pat down of a criminal.

"Damn, not even a single coin on 'em."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Abadon XXX
Member Avatar
Darksong: o.o get outtah mah head!

...

Adara breathed heavily as she saw the headless ninjas running away. She didn't want to pursue the opponents. They were now leaving and now she was feeling okay. However, it was going to take time to bring herself back down from her aggressive nature. Her body was now stained in the blood, making her gold fur look somewhat rusty as blood continued to drip from her body and her mouth. Sparks shot off her body, slowly cooking the blood and coagulating it in the process when she heard the voice. Her ears immediately lowered when she heard the voice. Looking at the water, she immediately drew back to keep herself from the water for fear of discharging while keeping her eyes on the bathroom demon. She had heard stories about demons from her parents, but this one was completely new to her. Keeping herself downwind from the cooking materials, she continued to sniff the demon.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Sonnet
Member Avatar
Fear the Crutch Tsundere!
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
"Accidental summoning!?" the visibly peeved demon bellowed. "I am disturbed from my break by an accidental summoning!?" The demon lumbered over towards Eeth, peering down on the drunken Brit from his considerable vantage point. "Do you have any idea how stressful being a toilet demon is?! My only break and I'm disrupted by an "accidental" summoning. Oh what I'd do to return to the days of Dr. Faustus!" The demon's nostrils flared and he looked to be on the verge of doing something painful when...Muffy woke up.

"What's all this now?" the fairy demanded. "I've got a headache the size of Jupiter...ye gods but the noise you make!" Good thing: his little nap seemed to have removed the drunkenness from his person. Bad thing: he had a migraine and was as irritable as all hell. "How's a mythical being supposed to be sleeping with all you people yammering about?" He looked around much like a father chiding his children. "And what's this mess?"

"Muffy?"

Muffy growled "Not so loud--" and then stopped in his tracks and with disbelief said, "Wilson?" He was obviously referring to the demon. "Ye gods, Wilson, but you're a sight for sore eyes! Still doing museum gigs, I see."


"It's a living."

"Indeed indeed," Muffy said. "'Scuse me for a bit, Wilson, before we go on," he turned to Eeth. "You, I need a cure for my hangover!" he said, gesturing towards the bottle in the drunk's hand.

At this point, I would just like to point out that the reason the ninjas did not have any coins on them was because they were paid in arms and legs. Lousy pun, I know.
Edited by Sonnet, Jun 2 2008, 01:17 AM.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Mr. Trout
Member Avatar
Henshin boogy
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
"Well thats...um...one problem solved." Wilson? That was an entirely unterrifying name. But oh well, the other drunk in their little group had taken care of it. Which was for the best. Hell it was better then best, it gave Eeth an excuse to get really drunk and hang out with pretty women while limbless ninjas waited. Oh well. When Muffy then came up with the brilliant plan to help him take care of the hangover, well Eeth didnt need to see his hands. There was only one cure for a hangover that the British bastard was even half aware of.

You just dont stop drinking.

So old Mr. Hellsing put the bottle down on the ground and slit it across to muffy. It was a very skilled pass. After all, he wasnt about to throw the damn thing. That would just make things worse. So seeing as how the big threat was taken care of with the help of one drunk, and the ninjas were out taken care of by the serious people. The other drunk had nothing left to do of importance, so he went right to what he knew best. He went right up to Red. Yes, that darling killer girl, and turned on what charm he believed he had.

"So luv, dont believe I caught your name. I figure we can talk about it here, or over a nice pint when alls over."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Abadon XXX
Member Avatar
Darksong: o.o get outtah mah head!

Peculiar...

Adara watched the interaction with the toilet demon, the odd fairy, and the man who smelled strange with curiousity. It seemed that whatever the fairy had in the past gave him a severe headache. Perhaps that was a byproduct of the slurred speech and how he was acting a few moments ago. Watching the cigarette man slide a bottle to the fairy, she then looked around nervously. Something didn't feel right, the red cloaked one was missing in action. The very feeling of her gone had now began to spark her fur even quicker than before. She wasn't concerned about the cloaked one's well being, but rather her own. She wasn't sure why she wanted to harm her, but she now needed to keep a closer eyes on her surroundings. There was no telling for her if there were any silver items that could be used against her. Sitting down on the ground, she started to smell the air around her for some sign of where the girl ran off to. At least if she knew the general location of the red cloak, Adara would be better prepared.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Izzy
Member Avatar
AKA Vinny

Looking up from inspecting an ancient and rather expensive display, Mark looked as the toilet demon got himself a name and the confusing speech of Muffy, the toilet demon named Wilson and Eeth continued. Jeeze, he wasn't really following any of this, so Mark returned to his pillaging. He got up, walked over to the destroyed display of a Vietnam war scene. Hmm... Reaching inside, he pulled out the combat webbing of one trooper, and tested the thing. Well, it totally snapped, and Mark tossed it back inside. Well, he found a crossbow missing in the medieval section, which worried him to a degree.

Wandering off to the modern warfare arena, he found a nice collection of 12 gauge shotgun shells. Mark inspected them, and tucked the set into the missing slots. He re-arranged his loadout so that the recently acquired stuff was the last he would use. If they failed, then it wasn't going to make the rest of the shells useless, either. Oh well, time to get going.

"Sorry to interrupt the reunion here, but... aren't we supposed to stop things from going all pudding-y?"

Yes, Mark just said pudding-y.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Sonnet
Member Avatar
Fear the Crutch Tsundere!
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
How had Eeth found her? Was she bugged? Red's senses were on overdrive now as Eeth had suddenly appeared from seemingly out of nowhere with an arsenal of pickup lines that should have been banned by the Geneva convention. She did the only sensible thing. She shot him.

Sweet sweet liquor. Muffy picked up the concoction with reverence and surprising strength for his relatively small frame. In a few short seconds he was drunk again and soaking wet from tipping over of the content of the bottle on himself.

"Mush bettersh," he said and then looked at Mark blearily, wondering how it was that he had cloned himself. "Puddingsh...? Oh right! Wilshon...we're loo--loo---shearshing forsh The Map..." the way he said it was quite telling.

Wilson shrugged. "Dunno where it is, mate," he told Muffy.

Muffy looked puzzled. "You don't...?" he asked with drunken suspicion. Wilson just shrugged and said sorry.

"Thash shtraaaange," he turned to Adara and Mark. "You twosh shearsh for The Map," he commanded.
Edited by Sonnet, Jun 2 2008, 01:18 AM.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Mr. Trout
Member Avatar
Henshin boogy
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
Drunken stumbling skills, through sheer illogic that broke reality, thats how Eeth had discovered Red. He kinda wished that same broken logic would protect him but, well, by the arrow sticking out of his leg, that ship had long ago sailed. You'd think Eeth would be much more bothered about the arrow sticking out of him then he was, but honestly, in his line of work and with the women he liked...he had been shot and stabbed more times then most gangsters. Or rather most people that claimed to be gangsters and made stories up about being shot and or stabbed.

"You know luv...that stuff really does hurt. Perhaps you should give us a kiss to make up for it." He gave a good smile and wink. She was scary but, honestly, Eeth enjoyed scary women. "Not the wound of course, little lip service would be nice."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Abadon XXX
Member Avatar
Darksong: o.o get outtah mah head!

Map? What map? Hm...this is getting very strange.

Adara had a confused look on her face when the strange fairy told her and Mark to find a map. She didn't even know what it looked like, or for that matter how big it was. She could recall her grandfather telling her stories about when he was a soldier. When he had to relay infofmation to his team, he would do things with intelligence and maps to make them look like something that could be passed by. One mission he had to actually cut the material up into pieces and transferred to his party individually so they can piece it back together when they meet up. Nodding her head, she looked up at Mark with a curious expression. She wasn't sure what the plan would be and she would follow Mark. She had a feeling that he would know where to go to. Once she had a better idea where she needed to, she would help out better.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Izzy
Member Avatar
AKA Vinny

Now they were looking for a map. Great. Mark looked around, then back at Wilson and Muffy. There was a pause between The contractor's employee had given him a job to do. Find a map. But... any descriptions on that map? Well, find one big and or magical. Standing up, Mark had the bright idea of heading towards the map of the museum. Maybe that would help. He looked at Adara at that. Smiling weakly, he didn't treat the werewolf like a dog. Rather, he looked out at the map and spoke, as if it was just another person beside him.

"Got any ideas?"

It was more out of desperation, but Mark looked at the giant map and sighed.

No exhibits about giant maps. Maybe the inter-dimensional exhibit would do it. There were lots of students coming back now, carrying artifacts and bits and bobs from other dimensions that sold for more than they were worth here in Japan. Well, this dimension, anyway. Mark idly wondered if any other dimensions existed with versions of himself.

"Lets head this way, then."

He imagined the twang of a crossbow bolt being hurled forward by sheer physical force. Oh well. Mark racked the slide of his shotgun, and looked around him. Nothing but dead ninjas, a toilet demon and a drunk fairy. Oh, the electric werewolf, too. Werewolf... lets stay away from the silverware and the silver-nickel finish on his shotgun, eh?
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Sonnet
Member Avatar
Fear the Crutch Tsundere!
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
What would it take to get rid of him? Red shrank away from Eeth's inhuman persistence. A bolt to the leg and he refused to go down! So she resorted to the next most logical thing. She got her knife and tried to stab him a couple of times. That was sure to work.

"Jush a maaaaaap!" Muffy called out to the two people searching. "Ish all map-y and stu-stu...and all..." he added lamely, clearly drunk again. Something was evidently amiss though for they weren't finding anything.

Danielle on the other hand was looking thoughtful. "He didn't say the map was human sized you know," she said finally. "Since he's the messenger and all..." she let the thought trail off and began to rummage around in search of a minsicule map.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Abadon XXX
Member Avatar
Darksong: o.o get outtah mah head!

Adara looked at Mark with a blank expression as he asked her if she had any suggestions. She had no idea where to look for a map. However, the red hood girl though very dangerous in her eyes did have a point. It might have been a map that the strange man might have a map that would be smaller. So the only logical explanation was for one to look for a human sized map while the other was looking for the little map. Mark seemed to be pretty occupied with finding the map, but Adara had an idea. Her eyes might not be as good as her father's, but she had a feeling on how to find it. Putting her nose to the air, she began to smell the air around her. Her thinking was that there had to be a scent linked to the map. If the little fairy man was the last one to hold it, it would be easy to sniff out.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Izzy
Member Avatar
AKA Vinny

[[Andy, Red and Dani are the other way round ^^;;]]

Right. Wandering around like this would get a lot done. Mark began riffling through the displays, the microfilms and the drawers. There were plenty of interesting things, and he made a mental note to try and get a visit here, with Yang, maybe. Damn it, Mark, your love life isn't something you should be thinking about! It was a contract, after all. Shotgun slung over his shoulder, the mercenary felt like he could have been better prepared.

A good third or so of the shotgun shells he packed were missing. He needed to find some way to get more ammunition. Running out in the middle of a fight was something that happened, sure, but not something you wanted to repeat.

He kept the wolf in his sight, concerned for its health. Her health? Or his? And where was Eeth and Red? They should have been around here somewhere... but... yeah. Walking up to the wolf, he glanced along the hallways. Maps... the magic wing? Maybe... he began to wander along. Almost instinctively, he signaled for Adara to follow. It was... something he built up from being with a team. Hand signals were almost as integrated into his subconscious as body language.

Turning around, he smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, habit. You lead."

He stepped aside, giving the wolf room.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Mr. Trout
Member Avatar
Henshin boogy
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
"Why cant I meet a nice girl who doesnt end up shooting or trying to stab me? Just once! Is that too much to ask?" Yes it is you whiney bastard! Well, Red came after him with her knife going crazy and trying to get into his flesh. Which was really a horrible thing to happen to him. Eeth really did not like getting stabbed, it just wasnt that fun. In fact, the only time stabbing is fun, is when you're playing that old timey game 'go stab the watermelon' of course, back in those days they couldnt afford watermelons, so they used rocks. For some reason go stab the rocks never caught on. Something about the knives always breaking and flying off into people's eyes. Sad really.

So here we had Eeth now, trying to run away drunkenly from a mad tiny girl with a knife. He blew out smoke trying to cover his tracks, it just didnt work well as a distraction, but he tried it. What ended up happening was Eeth climbed ontop of an old exhibit and started shouting down.

"Come on luv, just one pint? Wont have to be any snogging."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Sonnet
Member Avatar
Fear the Crutch Tsundere!
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
In the future, if Eeth were to die and meet (in the most unlikely scenario) god, he could probably ask that question and god, in his most infinite knowledge and wisdom, would answer: "because you're a bloody 'git."

Eeth though was still very much alive though if the little red demon prowling below the exhibit he was cowering on had any say on the matter, he would not remain so for long. Taking a bolt from the quiver she had snatched along with the crossbow, Red then began the process to reload the ancient weapon. It would take a while but she didn't remove her eyes from her fellow countryman for even a single minute and she was ready to move if ever he tried a thing.

Now if there was anything about the map they were looking for that would help their search, it would be the fact that Muffy had been the one who had hidden it. Why could he not lead it to them then? The answer was simply: years of drunken oblivion had erased anything but the most simple of recollections from his miniature fairy mind.

But still that one fact was help because the map had Muffy's peculiar scent. It was after all the kind of odor that was almost impossible to remove and, being most potent, was recognizable even without any heightened sense of smell. I'm pointing at you, canine!
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Abadon XXX
Member Avatar
Darksong: o.o get outtah mah head!

Hm?

Adara looked at Mark with seemed to be a confused expression and then walked ahead of him. She wasn't really sure why he did that, but in either case, she continued to sniff the area around them. Taking several deep sniffs as she kept her nose to the ground, her eyes immediately shot open and she started to hack. The smell she had recovered was something she had never experienced before. The scent was so powerful, she could feel it actually coat her tongue. The smell seemed to have the thunder wolf reeling, but then realized something: the fairy was nowhere in sight. That could mean that there was a lead they could use. Barking for Mark to follow her, she stomached her nausea and began to sniff the ground. The smell was getting stronger and stronger with her eyes brimming with tears from the sheer force. Eventually she found where the smell stopped and began to tap her front most paw for Mark to show him where to look.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Izzy
Member Avatar
AKA Vinny

The wolf took the lead, and Mark continued behind, his shotgun only a quickdraw away from spewing out the last of his shells. Mark was seriously low on ammunition now, so he was worried about what else to do. He needed to find shells, and fast. The two of them continued down the hallways, with Mark dependent on the wolf's sharp sense of smell, and whatever the creature had decided was best to find first. His footsteps clapped on the ground, sending echo after echo throughout the place.

Then the wolf in front of him recoiled, as if hit by an invisible force. He soon found out what it was. He 'ewwed' in disgust, shaking his head. Mark felt a sudden empathy for the wolf, and dug around in his pocket. He pulled out a cleaning rag, full of oils. That would help mask the scent of the map with an equally strong, if not a little sweeter smell. He offered it to the wolf, and raised an eyebrow in a questioning look.

"Alright, I think you need a break, okay?"

He smiled weakly, and pulled his shotgun up to his shoulder. He began advancing, scanning the entire room.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Mr. Trout
Member Avatar
Henshin boogy
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
"Come on luv. We just got off on the wrong foot. You're such a pretty lass I thought we could do with some tea. You know, since this crazy drunk fairy thing was sending us on a bad errand." The drunk then thought of doing the impossible...of getting off the statue and talking to the girl face to face. The downside with that plan was she was very likely to stab or shoot him in his face. It was too pretty to be shot! Oh hell. If he was going to die a pretty girl might as well do it in a way that made absolutely no sense.

The drunk man jumped down from the statue, his face in a happy drunkard smirk. This was the biggest gamble of his life, and there was a high percentage he'd lose something important to him. No matter, he was determined to not entirely fail this time, to make strange progress on the pretty girl who was extremely violent. Why was it the violent ones were those that really interested him? No, no matter. Lets not even think about it. The old brit extended his hand slowly, a common gesture to shake.

"Let us start this off right. I'm Eeth."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Sonnet
Member Avatar
Fear the Crutch Tsundere!
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
As far as Red was concerned, Eeth was speaking utter gibberish and it was probably a very bad call as far as decision making was concerned that he had jumped off the statue. Even more unfortunate was the fact that he had done so right at the moment that Red had finally reloaded her weapon. All in all it seemed like a very unlucky thing for Eeth to do and it probably would've been if Red hadn't missed. Yes, Red had missed. The act of jumping out of the statue had surprised Red who had taken it as a sign of imminent attack. She jumped back and flinched and pulled the trigger, the crossbow darting to the side in an unruly fashion. The bolt wizzed past Eeth face and buried itself on the wall.

Gathering her wits, Red immediately let go of the crossbow and drew her knife. She watched Eeth carefully and was about to jump except that he was trying to placate her. It wasn't quite working that well. She was tense and watching him with hunted eyes but she hadn't quite buried the knife into his flesh yet--that had to mean something.

The room happened to be full of modern paintings with fancy yet pointless names that cost more than what Mark probably earned in a year. That was to say, there was a lot of places to look for. It helped though that Muffy's particular odor was so strange that even Mark's normal nose picked it up. It was behind a painting. It was a map. It was also Muffy sized, which was to say very very small but then again it was still something.

ooc: Alright...wrap up the thread and then we can start on the final part... >.o
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Abadon XXX
Member Avatar
Darksong: o.o get outtah mah head!

Adara looked at Mark and shooked her head. The smell was strong yes, but she had a strong sense of smell. Even though the rag did help a little bit, but to her it was now a mix of the strong scent of the strange fairy and the scent of the rag. Apparently they had now merged in her nose and mutated into something more sinister and twisted. For a moment she had wanted to lay down so that she could gather enough fortitude so she can stomach the mutated scent that she could now feel mingle in her nose. It was going to be staying with her for weeks, probably even through kills. Knowing her luck, she wouldn't even be able to eat anything until it wore off. Gagging again, she staggered close behind him and started to look around. However, as she walked, she noticed something. The scent of the fairy was now getting stronger. In fact, it was getting stronger for her to be able to pick through the oils from his rag. Walking to the painting, she sniffed the air again. The scent was definitely at the strongest here. Immediately after gagging, Adara started to bark as loud as she could to alert them about there being something strange about the picture.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Mr. Trout
Member Avatar
Henshin boogy
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
Okay, good, he wasnt stabbinated quite yet. Yes, this girl looked like a stabinater. Something much more painful then just being stabbed. There was a physical and logical reason for that, but it only made sense if you had taken a severe blow to the head, or were a Warren Zevon fan. No worries about that, the girl wasnt trying to kill him right at this instant and that gave Eeth a chance. After all, he knew alot about girls wanting to kill him for reasons he didnt understand.

"Come on luv, put the knife down, I'm unarmed and you're very pretty. Just want to get a pint. You know, to drink? Oh bloody hell...please tell me you speak English?" She didnt look asian, or drewish, so he had been trying English this time, his horrible overly cliche british accent that meant absolutely nothing. She was still on the pretty enough side that it would be worth it. Though if she shot him again she'd be getting desperately closer to that line.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Izzy
Member Avatar
AKA Vinny

It didn't help, did it? Mark felt sorry for the wolf, and kneeled down beside it. Him, her? "Sorry about that... it didn't make things easier, did it?" He smiled nervously, checking his load again. Single slug, powerful at close ranges only. Mark sighed, grabbing his knife webbing and pulling two out. One looked like a hand-saw, and the other was its twin. The westernized tanto design was darkened into a matte dark-grey color, and Mark knew the blades would practically be invisible in the night. Probably because it was the same color as the night.

The wolf barked, and Mark just about dropped into a combat stance, ice-blue eyes flicking from shadow to shadow, then to the ceiling. Nobody expects death from above. Mark did. He gently relaxed, his blades lowering down from the shoulder-high stance he had adopted. The mercenary looked at the wolf quizzically, and walked over to where the sleek canine was. Following it, he went over to where the fairy was. It was a small parchment. The map. Wow.

"Hey Muffy, is that it?"
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Sonnet
Member Avatar
Fear the Crutch Tsundere!
[ *  *  *  *  * ]
"Yeeeeeeeeeeesh!" Muffy said leering into the piece of paper. "Thash it!" He then did something very worrying. He started to lurch left and right and look sick. "I-I thi-thiink I ish aboutsh to--" With a very powerful effort of will, he made sure to avoid puking all over the map--he hit Mark instead. Yep...

As for Red, she hesitated for a bit, trying to decide whether or not to stab him or not. That was to say that he seemed docile enough though there was that one problem about him being British. There was after all a reason she was stuck in this hell hole.

"How can I be sure you mean no harm?" she asked in her quite Yorkshire accent. That was probably the longest sentence she had spoken in quite a long while.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous)
ZetaBoards - Free Forum Hosting
Free Forums. Reliable service with over 8 years of experience.
« Previous Topic · Yearbook: 2008 · Next Topic »
Add Reply