[ THREAD ] 4TH WALL - DAY FOUR
Who: EVERYONE
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: DAY FOUR [December 5]
Summary: Hello hello new citizens.
Rating: Anything.
Other: Don't forget to read this & this. You are free to create your own location threads or hop into someone else's thread. Remember to mark your thread "CLOSED" if you want a limited group. Also, there can be more than one thread per ( Read more... )
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: DAY FOUR [December 5]
Summary: Hello hello new citizens.
Rating: Anything.
Other: Don't forget to read this & this. You are free to create your own location threads or hop into someone else's thread. Remember to mark your thread "CLOSED" if you want a limited group. Also, there can be more than one thread per ( Read more... )
Idui had been exploring the Elysium hotel lobby mostly in search of sweet things to eat. Some rich and kindly old man had given her a pastry, and now she was wondering if she could find anything else. A table of mints garnished the registration desk, and while they weren't exactly the yummiest looking things around, they at least looked good enough to warrant some effort.
Loitering about the base of the registration desk, Idui had been waiting for the appropriate person to show up so she could shimmy up their leg and snag the mint bowl -- and that was when the lobby doors exploded. She looked up only to see some ginormous, dark shape barreling towards the registration desk.
Immediately scrambling up the ornate carvings on the wood, she barely managed to avoid being squashed when the front wheels of the scooter made impact. As it was, she was sent tumbling into the air along with the debris, and bounced onto the back wheel-guard of the motorscooter with a squeaking yelp.
Clinging to the back of the seat to clear her thoughts, she scrambled for a better grip before bristling like a cat (and about the size of one, too), yelling at the top of her tiny lungs at this intruder.
"SHTUPID MAN! DON'T BRING SHTUPID BIKE INTO BUILDING. WHAT'SH WRONG WITH SHTUPID MAN, SHTUPID SHTUPID SHTUPID!"
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Travis stopped when he saw that it was just a little kid, though. He frowned, staring at Idui for a few minutes in confusion as he slowly lowered his beam katana, but still kept it high enough to counter any possible attacks from this weird child.
"Holy shit, kid, you're tiny." he responded, staring at the little girl. "No matter. Where the fuck am I, who the fuck are you, and where the fuck's the game creator? I'mma kick their ass for dragging me off from my ranking match with the number 1 killer."
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The beam katana was what first caught her attention, but after a long stare, she came to the conclusion that it wasn't very impressive. Most Edel Raids formed better weapons to that. She herself was a better sword than that.
Perched on the back of the motorscooter, she answered his questions with a catty hiss before answering in a childish pout. "This ish Neo Geneshish, Idui ish Idui, and mishter is SHTUPID for bringing bike in building! Who'sh shtupid mishter?"
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And it was about time they called the fucking security, because by the time Kobe had reached the double doors of the lobby, there were five men chasing him which he so gracefully flipped off so gracefully as he huffed a exhale of cigar smoke.
Tough shit, though, that he didn’t turn back in time to avoid the bike, and he only muttered to himself, "Aw -- fuck." Before colliding against the two losers and finding his ass on the floor with an outburst towards the two as he rubbed his head, "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING DUMBASSES!"
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Then came the security guards. He rolled his eyes. "This again? For fuck's sake..."
The group of security guards rushing to him was almost comical, pathetic. Within the blink of an eye, Travis had rushed forward and past them, stopping in front of his motorscooter. Several seconds later, the bodies of the security guards exploded in a shower of blood and flesh as their remains rained down upon the lobby. Travis merely laughed at this, swinging his lightsaber around.
"Pussies. Not even worth my fucking time."
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Letting out a little growling yelp, she scrambled upright -- sprawled on the top of Kobe's head, gripping one of his horns in each hand. His hair was making it slippery, and she tugged at a horn to keep her balance. "-- sthupid boy. Sho shtupid. Driving in building, shtupid shtupid --"
She was interrupted, though, but the cacophony of screams and splattering noises as the security guards were hacked to pieces. Still sprawled on top of Kobe's head, she stared for a moment before giving a cheerful little shout. "Wow! Mishter ishn't bad! Idui thought mishter wash shtupid, but not bad with a shword!"
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Though, it was probably a miracle that his question was answered, before he still had the fucking security on his back. But as he stood to bolt, there was a few sharp arc of dayglo shit turning these assholes to shreds and having it rain blood. What a fucking psycho, but it was something better appreciated than having a midget stuck on his head.
Kobe stood up and put his hands to his waist as he reached into his pocket to pull out a half-empty carton of smokes and placing one between his lips as he mutter, "Heh. Niiiice. Jackasses deserved it. Hey old man -- " Directing to Travis, " -- You’re not bad with a fuckin’ geeky lightsaber, eh?"
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He sighed, waving the katana around boredly as he looked around the hotel. It was just him with these two, and he was pretty sure he'd never seen them in Infinity before. Needless to say, he was rather pissed off.
"Goddamn, Suda, if you're gonna toss me into another damn shithole like Infinity, MAKE UP YOUR FUCKING MINDS!!!" he shouted into the ceiling.
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But who cared. This boy was boring. The man with the sword was much more fun! She hadn't seen stuff like that since waking up in this city?
Clambering up the side of the motorscooter and perching on the handlebars, she peered up at Travis. "What'sh a Shuda? Doesh shtupid man kill lotsh of people? An' what'sh Infinity?"
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And he didn’t give a shit about what the hell Travis was babbling about, the bloodbath was pretty cool yeah -- he had to admit, some pretty awesome special affects if anything.
But Kobe was more interested in the bike, so he walked over to it sluggishly with a deep exhale of smoke and ran a hand over it and ignoring Idui as he straddled it, "Lemme see how we get this babe workin’" And with ease, Kobe turned on the bike, and found himself with Idui on the cushioned part of bike speeding off around the lobby on this pile of beautiful stolen goods.
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Either way, his smirk gave way to a frown, then a loud scream in anger as he heard Kobe starting the engine of his motorscooter and suddenly driving the damn thing around the hotel lobby.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" Travis all but raged at Kobe. "YOU BETTER NOT FUKING TOTAL IT, ASSHOLE!"
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-- then the bike was suddenly lurching forward, and Idui rolled back to rest in Kobe's lap with a little squeal. The momentum of the bike buzzing forward sent her scrambling for something to securely grab onto, and she eventually made a beeline for Kobe's shirtfront, then his shoulders, then his head, grabbing onto the horns there like a pair of bike handlebars. "What'sh cow boy doing?!"
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