AIM RP at the BBN House
inkblotsandtea: And they're little and retarded so I am a human tissue. ~facepalm~
RayAdenHarper: XD You know, now I have to have Little Ray get a cold and use Cora as tissue.
inkblotsandtea: XD Oh. My. God. That would be brilliant! She's an idiot but she does like kids. Go go family issues. XD
"lookit! I'll show ya how ter make a crane thing! it's somming wot my friend Dom taught me. :D"
Ray cocks his head. "Can we make a snake?" So uninterested in birds unless they're his 'nanny' or food.
"Snake? Hum." Blinkpause. "I think I can figure that one out, yeah. Doesn't that work better with...wotchcall it? Play somming..."
RayAdenHarper: He blinks large eyes up at her. "Playdough?"
inkblotsandtea: Cora grins, nodding exagerratedly. "Yeah! That stuff woz wicker when I woz a kid!" She glances around. "...if there's like...flour an' salt an' oil...we can totally make some."
RayAdenHarper: There's a pause as Ray considers this thoughtfully. Expression solem he blinks slowly again.
"....Can we eat it?" It's hard to tell if he's in need of a nap or messing with her.
inkblotsandtea: She laughs. "Sure...it's just things wot we can get from th' kitchen. Unless ya got boogar hands, then no way." She gives him a serious nod.
RayAdenHarper: Ray pulls out his hands immediatly studies them before giving her an insulted look and shoving them behind his back. "They are NOT boogary!" A short, serious nod.
"I'm a cat and cats are facists." That, by the way, isn't what he meant to say.
inkblotsandtea: "Good! Coz boogar hands're pretty sick, mate. Fingers belong in pockets an' doin' stuff an' wotall, not in noses." She winks at him, chuckling. "Are ya now? Never met a facist cat. Wot's that like?"
RayAdenHarper: "About as well as can be expeeected." He reaches his hands around to grab at her leg. "Playdough now, please!"
inkblotsandtea: "Ha ha, right right. Playdough it is." Cora bends slightly and grabs him to put them at eye level. "There..now I can see you proper. Heh." And she hauls him into the kitchen with her. Silly girl and her freakish tallness.
RayAdenHarper: Ray's jaw drops then he sort of curls in, purring. If he can reach her shirt he'll start chewing on it. "Nom nom nom."
The kid has picked up some really weird speaking habits from his Pardmates.
inkblotsandtea: Cora melts like a melting thing. She has the biggest soft spot for kids ever. Little squeeze! "...That tastey?" She laughs. At least it's clean. And so, for once, is Cora's mouth.
RayAdenHarper: "Nom!" He grins up at her, wiggling slightly and not saying anything. This is probably just as playdough to his mind. But then, Ray would probably have fun with an empty box or a shoelace.
The shoulder of her shirt clamped firmly in his teeth, Ray flails his arms at the counter.
inkblotsandtea: She snaps her teeth at him playfully in return. "Am num num num, right back at'cha." She laughs and shifts his weight into one arm to try and pull down the right things to make playdough, making kind of a mess as she awkwardly pulls things down. She manages to get a bowl and most of the stuff she needs though, pouring it helter skelter into the bowl because hell if she can recall the right porportions.
"...I think...it's playdough now." And it mostly is, even if it's a bit moist.
RayAdenHarper: "It needs food-dye!" The little version of Ray has seen fit to release Cora's shirt for this important announcement. Turning his head so his mouth is right beside her ear he whispers in that loud hissing way only children have. "My favorite color is blue."
inkblotsandtea: "Lucky you then. We'll be best mates, wot with my blue hair an' all." It takes more searching and mess making but HEY! Blue dye! She squirts in more than is needed, pratically assuring both of them will come away with blue hands.
RayAdenHarper: If Ray ends up with blue hands, he'll probably be one happy kid.
And the walls will have handprints.
...We won't think of that right this moment. Because right this moment Ray's grinning like a tiny madman on crack with a caffine buzz and reaching for the dough. "I'm going to make a Mothra and YOU can make Godzilla and then we'll make a Tokyo on the floor and destroy it!"
inkblotsandtea: "That sounds like a right bloody wicker plan." She sets him down and resumes towering over him before pulling out a chair to sit in. "Destroying Tokyo should be fun. Too bad there's no blocks about. We could knock down some buildings proper, then." She's clearly considering this too seriously...but Ray's adorable when he smiles like that and again, the weak spot for kids.
RayAdenHarper: He's already got some sort of lump formed in his hands that --if you squint at it and turn your head to the side -- looks sort of vaugely like Mothra. "You're behind!"
'Mothra' is carefully placed to the side and then the boy is dumping out half of what's left of the dough, shaping rough buildings and smacking them to the floor in the attempt to make them stay. Three or four are already melting sideways.
inkblotsandtea: "You should do that fer a living." She laughs and works her playdough into a dinosuar shape. It at least is big and has a tail with a big lump for a head. her skills seem to be about on par with his. And they're hands? Totally blue.
RayAdenHarper: "I'm going to make genetic mutations when I grow up!" Ray beams, sculpting what appears to be the Crystal Tower from Sailor Moon.
If you're very observant, you'll notice the tin handprint he's left on the wall already.
inkblotsandtea: Cora laughs. "Sounds like a blast. I think I'm gonner raise kids, meself. Day care or somming." She sets down 'Godzilla' and holds out her arms. "Wot'cha think...? Would I make a brilliant day care lady or wot?" She grins wide, hoping a little for validation. Running a day care or something is her secret pipe dream, for when her looks inevitably fade.
RayAdenHarper: "You're alright." Ray points a finger at the melthing Crystal Tower. "If Mothra kills that, I win!"
Ray won't really give her a straight answer on the 'you'll be good with kids' thing because he tries very hard to consider himself an adult unless he wants something or he's in trouble.
inkblotsandtea: It's validation enough. Part of Cora knows Ray is really older than he appears..but having a kid to fun around with is kind of nice. "Not if Godzilla gets there first!" She sits down beside him, all limbs and awkward angles.
"Rawwwrrr...." She makes Godzilla noises and waddles the thing towards the melting tower.
RayAdenHarper: He's not sure what noises Moths make so settles for little shrieks, sounding more like an angry chicken then Mothra. "Mothra will destroy!"
Down go the houses on the edge of Tokyo, one or two sticking to Mothra's feet, Katamari Damacy taking effect in the real world.
inkblotsandtea: "Oh no! Lower tokyo! All the arcades! eeeee..." Cora pretends to be the people as well as Godzilla waddles about and slams down onto a building or two. The playdough splatters slightly and Godzilla's tail requires rebuilding. "Godzilla's injured, oh dear..." She chuckles lightly. This is a ridiculous amount of fun.
RayAdenHarper: "His weakness will be my triumph!" Alright so Mothra can't acutally talk in the movie but this is Ray's world now and in it when Mothra talks he's very high-pitched and squeaky though it's obvious he tried for growling. "Grr, arugh."
inkblotsandtea: The voice practically kills Cora and it's tough to hold all the laughter and giggles in. waddle waddle waddle goes Godzilla and SMASH into more buildings making a bigger mess. "Rawwwwr...Grrrr, rrraarrg...!" And she sloshes the playdough about a bit. She's totally going to let Ray win.
RayAdenHarper: She had better let Ray win. There are rules to follow in these sorts of games! Letting Mothra's wings smash down another building, Ray takes a little side trip and downs a building in front of Godzilla. "Your path is blocked, my Mighty Foe! Mwah ha ha!" The squeaky growl wells up as he turns the playdough monster back towards the center of the city.
inkblotsandtea: "Cheater! Arrggg, rage an' wotall...!" She makes a big deal of Godzilla being unable to move past the fallen building, getting mostly stuck to it as she runs the makeshift beast into the side of it, getting his head stuck there.
RayAdenHarper: He can't help the giggles that burst forth, the shakes from his laughter leaving poor Mothra a little worse for the wear himself. The monster pulls himself together, however, long enough to push Sailor Moon's future home over on his enemy, then perform a ritual moth dance number with chanting and feet stomping. "Victory!"
inkblotsandtea: Cora lets out her laughter as well, giving Godzilla a sputtering death rattle. "Raaarggg...defeated....guh." He shakes him around a bit before leaving him to have the crystal tower on top of him.
Grinning, Cora reaches out and smears blue across Ray's cheek. "There! S'wot ya get for winning." Another laugh.
RayAdenHarper: The giggles are now full out laughter and he leaps across to paint little lines down Cora's cheeks.
When he regains what senses the moron has, he's going to regret having blue food-coloring on his face. Currently, he just thinks it probably makes him look like a Celtic Warrior. "My enemy deserves my reward!"
inkblotsandtea: Cora returns the laughter and makes to grab him and smear him and his clothes with food coloring. Sure hope there's a washing machine somewhere!
RayAdenHarper: "Noooo!" As a handprint smears across his hear, Ray falls back, landing with a stricken look upon the destroyed playdough city, letting it soften his fall. Clutching the mark, he lets his eyes roll back and starts trying to foam at the mouth. "Defeated.... No. How can...? Augh"
It's at about that point that he starts gurgling.
inkblotsandtea: Cora cracks up, sprawling herself out further on the floor and holding her stomach with her laughter. "Don't die, mate!" Laugh. "We're not Nexus side, they can't bring yer back!" More laughter from the blue haired girl.
RayAdenHarper: An eye pops open. "I'd die young and pretty, though." Young, pretty and in need of a bath, anyway.
inkblotsandtea: "But wot about fame?" Fame is totally important as well. "And ya would be pretty cute." And she reaches out to ruffle his hair. Ray's cuteness is all consuming.
RayAdenHarper: "I figure I'd be famous for dying on an TV reality show. As a child. A child born of Nexus." He squeaks at her and settles in to straightening his hair back into spikes. "Don't DO that! My hair!"
inkblotsandtea: "...True." bested by a child in conversation. Hah, story of Cora's life. She grins slightly. "Wot? We can have matching hair. Heh."
RayAdenHarper: "But my spiiikes." He whines a bit, then rolls out and off of the very much no-longer-a-city puddle of goo to curl into her side. "My spikes need to be spikey!"
inkblotsandtea: Cora wraps an arm around him and tucks her chin against his shoulder. "They can be blue spikes," she whispers, smiling.
RayAdenHarper: A pause as this is considered carefully and then he nods. "Blue spikes."
The shoulder of her shirt has made it's way into his mouth again.
inkblotsandtea: Cora rather meticulously goes about making some of his spikes blue and lets him chew on her shirt. "Heh. If ya weren't a kid, my best mate would have a bloody fit..."
RayAdenHarper: He doesn't answer that with his usual response of a loud, flailing, "I'm gay!" but instead smirks and purrs. Yay, he could be causing mental anguish!
inkblotsandtea: Oo,he's evil! Hopefully when he returns to the nexus he'll have the good sense to run from tiny hateful asian boys. Cora, for her part, is oblivious and just snugs little Ray.