Ninth Tentacle

[cuttlefidget]

A; 946 Beulah

[The residents of 946 Beulah haven't yet figured out that drinking your milk really is the law now, so guess who's droned? Your favorite neighborhood cuttleman! And Estonia is about to find out firsthand.]

Eduard? Where are you? There are chores to do, young man!

B; Around Town

[People of Mayfield, there is a cuttleman with a kitchen

Comments

C

[notsaul]

It's called a fucking door, asshole. [Hi, my name is Annie and I am a hypocrite.]

I have no time to deal with your bullshit today. [Because, if that empty bottle of milk in front of her is any indication, she is not doing too good right now. She may vomit on him. Oh how the tables have turned.]

[cuttlefidget]

Why, Annie. You shouldn't talk like that! It isn't becoming of a young lady. And surely you've got time for your good friend Daniel?

[That slasher smile isn't going anywhere. Neither is the knife, which is momentarily forgotten as he brushes bits of glass off himself. Jeez, windows. So annoying.]

[notsaul]

We're not fucking friends anymore, dumbass. Get the fuck out of my house.

... [wait something is off here] What's with the knife?

[cuttlefidget]

This?

[He idly passes the knife from hand to hand. It's pretty big, being a heavy-duty kitchen knife and all. And it looks like there's already blood on it.]

This is my other good friend. We've been having a lot of fun today!

Would you like to join in?

[And just like that, he lunges forward with the knife, aiming towards... really, wherever on her upper body he can hit. It's the thought that counts.]

C lol ohai

[notlikethemovie]

What the hell?!

[She comes into her kitchen to start cooking and now THERE IS GLASS EVERYWHERE. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS BRO.]

What is it with you people and trashing this house?

[cuttlefidget]

[Calm you tits, Mika.]

I'm so sorry, Mrs. Hatch. I promise to help cover the costs, but you see, I was just so eager to come visit your daughter! You know, we're very good friends.

[notlikethemovie]

Mrs...Hatch.

[BLAUGH just the thought of being actually married to Quinn makes her want to go eat grass, but this is just ringing all of her alarm bells.]

Daniel, right? Are you...feeling all right?

[cuttlefidget]

Oh yes! Why would I be feeling anything other than alright? I live in Mayfield, after all! Nobody feels bad here.

[Why, the mere thought of it! It seems to horrify him.]

Are you feeling alright?

[cuttlefidget]

{ooc:... if he's killdroned, how does he know what drones are? And naw, I don't think Daniel will kill him; he'd be no match for Spy in a fair fight.}

Oh, hello neighbor! How are you on this fine Mayfield day?

[cuttlefidget]

How rude! I see it's not just the kids in this town that need to learn their manners!

[He can't really parry the attack; knives are hard to sword-fight with, but he can dodge back before aiming a swipe of his own.]

[ra_ra_razputin]

[Raz comes in the front door, not hearing or seeing Daniel breaking and entering.]

Oh, hey! What're you doing here?

[And this, this will end in tears.]

[cuttlefidget]

Oh, just looking for your sister! It's such a nice day, after all. I thought maybe we could go to the diner. Like friends do.

[TEARS AND HORROR]

[ra_ra_razputin]

Oh, did you guys make up already? Last I checked she was pretty angry at you and all.

[herp derp guess who's still oblivious.]

[cuttlefidget]

Why, I wonder why she'd be angry at me? I've only ever been a good friend to her.

Maybe a milkshake will improve her mood, ha ha!

Around Town

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart had a bad run in with Hiccup at the ol' Malt Shoppe. Now his right arm is bleeding and he only got to sip on half a milkshake before breaking it in Hiccup's face. Something is going crazy down here. He sees Daniel and aproaches...]

Dude. Daniel! You got any bandages or that herb this hurts like...

[He notices the knife.]

Motherfucker....

[cuttlefidget]

You shouldn't talk like that, Mart! Someone will have to wash your mouth out with soap one of this days, ha ha!

[The knife is, for the moment, at his side. FOR THE MOMENT. But if Mart makes the wrong move, which he is very likely to do, Daniel will ~simply have no choice~]

[jaws5sonofjaws]

Uhm...

[Stepping back a smidgen]

You okay there Daniel.

You know.

Being all happy. And holding that knife.

[cuttlefidget]

Oh yes, Mart, I'm just peachy-keen! You look pretty beat up yourself, though.

I can help with that, if you'd like.

Put you out of your misery.

[GOOD DANIEL BEST FRIEND]