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Beware of bored Jägermonsters! [OPEN]

Mar 26, 2009 22:46

Characters: Maxim and anyone on the 4423
Content: Now that he's over the inital frustration of losing his prosthetic arm, Maxim's bored and wandering around the ship playing practical jokes on anyone he sees. Characters who freak out easily are especially welcome. Possibly a tribute to upcoming April Fool's Day. :)
Setting: All around the 4423.
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≠ matthew williams, ≠ hijikata toshizou, ≠ maxim

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Oh god so perfect XD Do your worst. notalfred March 27 2009, 09:44:35 UTC

Alfred spent most of the afternoon looking over the guns. He was still fairly new and in the off chance there was a sudden attack or something equally out of nowhere, he wanted to be ready.

There was also a small part of him that wanted to make sure he was at the top of his game. He wanted his chance to somehow show Alfred that he wasn't just the passive little Matthew he knew back home.

He might of shot a bottle off the crows nest but nothing showed worth like the real deal.

Matthew stepped back from the particular canon and admired his handy work. "Nice and clean."

holdon2yourhat March 28 2009, 02:56:21 UTC

Aha! First victim of the day. And it was a new guy too. Perfect. The deck had been the first place Maxim decided to check out as there was always someone up there doing one job or another. He'd already globbed the "fake blood" onto the long-since healed stump of his right arm, allowing it to drip rather disgustingly. He was quite proud of his creativity.

The kid didn't seem to notice Maxim as he peeked out through the hatch. Good, a surprise attack. Now it was time to test his acting skills. Letting out a dramatic shriek of agony, Maxim gripped his "bloody" stump and staggered out onto the deck.

"HO GOTT! HELP ME!" He purposefully staggered in the direction of the kid over by the canons, trying to fling around as much fake blood as possible.

notalfred March 28 2009, 04:45:46 UTC

Matthew was definitely not expecting that. He let out a pretty impressive shriek of terror before jumping nearly five feet in the air. It took him all of two second to register that uh.

THERE WAS SOMEONE BLEEDING ALL OVER THE DECK WITH A MISSING LIMB.

"MON DIEU!!!" He shouted, rushing over to Maxim as fast as he could. Trying not to quite panic he tried, "W-WHAT HAPPENED!? HOLD ON! I'LL HELP YOU TO TH-THE INFIRMARY!!"

Oh man, oh man, oh man.

holdon2yourhat March 28 2009, 05:12:23 UTC

Oh man, the kid was SO falling for it. Maxim could smell the fear and panic radiating off the guy like heat off a metal roof during summer in the Badlands. It was beautiful.

In fact, his plan was working so perfectly that Maxim decided to drag it out a bit. When the kid was within arm's reach, Maxim flung his good arm around his shoulders and leaned quite heavily on him as if he was woozy from blood loss. Chances were they'd be hitting the ground sometime soon as Maxim was a rather densely-built creature of nearly three-hundred pounds. Still, it was all part of his plan.

He purposefully dragged his feet and leaned on the kid as much as he could, moaning and groaning in faked agony. "Uhhhhhh... gettink... faint... can't.... stand..."

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DO YOUR WORST. smokydemon March 28 2009, 17:36:32 UTC

It wasn't very often that Hijikata took time for himself, unless one counted time spent asleep or with a certain pretty mechanic in his bed. But every now and again, when they weren't in the air and he'd done all the planning he could for the time being, he did something unusual--relaxed a little.

So, his plans safely locked up and hidden away in his room, he had set himself up on the deck, with his poetry journal, his pipe, a pen, and a pot of warm tea. Calm and poised, he set down his teacup and began to write, occasionally murmuring to himself as he tried to even out his iambic pentameter.

holdon2yourhat March 29 2009, 20:29:45 UTC

Hijikata, huh? This one would be a toughie. Because they'd both been a part of the crew for so long Hijikata was mostly likely well aware of Maxim's long-since missing appendage. Perhaps a completely different tactic was in order. Staggering around and moaning for help would likely only earn him a raised eyebrow. He needed to be quick and play into the shock factor before Hijikata had time to think.

Casually meandering along the railing towards the quietly muttering strategist, Maxim eyed him to make sure he hadn't been noticed yet. Making sure his stump was sufficiently dripping with fake blood, Maxim quickly strode up behind where Hijikata was sitting and shoved his "bleeding" arm in his face.

"Hoy! Meester Hijikata! Look vot happened!"