Goo Goo G’joob [Complete.]

Mar 18, 2009 11:06

Characters: Rion Steiner, Zack Fair, any Masonic Lodge dwellers. Contact if you want to hop in.
Content: Creation of the Delmetor was a success, and it came with some... interesting side effects. While letting them wear off, Rion’s housed himself for a couple weeks, and is stumbled upon.
Location: The Grand Masonic Lodge.
Time of day: Evening.
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zack fair, rion steiner

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hisdreamsmyfate March 18 2009, 18:24:09 UTC
So running had become quite a habit with him in the past few years. Running from ShinRa, running from the Turks. Running from problems. But it wasn't always bad ( ... )

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axinfinity March 18 2009, 22:04:23 UTC
While the intruder hadn’t gone entirely unnoticed, Rion was busy. See, Rion had been taking a little journey.

It was a deep and introspective journey, one filled with many adventures and revelations. The pours of the universe burst open into a million shades of different colors. All of it made sense to him now. Answers to the questions and oh, he knew all. How about that.

For awhile, Rion started talking to this guy who called himself God. He was a very strange fellow. Not very good at Poker, though spoke fondly of this game that had a D and a D in it. Rion laughed at this guy. God was a strange person. Truly, truly strange. But then he took the child by the shoulders and said, Rion, my boy...

How’s about some donations?Shit ( ... )

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hisdreamsmyfate March 18 2009, 22:56:02 UTC
Zack's original suspicions had been confirmed when the younger boy began babbling and singing; he was undoubtly off his rocker and on something strong. The SOLDIER crouched down and peered into the carpet tunnel with inquisitive, glowing blue eyes.

...but this kid didn't have any. Weeird.

If he truly was on something, it was better to go with it until it wore off. That much he knew.

Just keep talking.

"Do I have to flip it over soon?"

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axinfinity March 19 2009, 00:01:35 UTC
If Zack took a good look at him, Rion hadn’t noticed. He was too far off in his own little world to pay any heed to that anyway. Drifting off over a frying pan with some olive boil bubbling underneath him and making strange little crackling noises. Pip-pop-pip!

“You don’t flip over a tortilla.” Rion gave a quiet little chuckle as the thought amused him far too much and he didn’t know why. “You roll it up.”

And then you gobble it all up.Such a delightful little tortilla child ( ... )

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