Characters: Mao and YOU YOU YOU Setting: Dorms near room 1-04 Format: I'll match you Summary: Mao returns to the tower in perfect mental health. Warnings: Very angry creeper warning
Mao got in one more yell, which quickly descended into a very teenager-ish groan. He just... kind of needed to get that out. Yep.
The door, despite having a hole through it, remained steady. However, the hole was large enough that Fran could look through and behold the geeky demon who did this to the poor wood.
Well. That door is made of some admirable stuff. But Fran can't help but wonder if the person who attacked it's hand was made quite so admirably~?
"You're not hurt, are you~?"
She gets a decent glance at the door's aggressor, and they seem about par for the course for what she's seen in this tower so far. A teenager with a good dye job and pointy ears isn't much compared to parasite arms and robots and what have you.
No, it really isn’t, but he’s got plenty of those if you’re interested.
“No, of course not!” Mao needs a moment to catch his breath after the sudden fit of psycho-rage, but he’s soon back to his normal, ridiculous self. “I would never be harmed by something as weak as punching through a wall!” He’s punched through plenty of walls in his time, mind you. Though he really does prefer explosives; saves you the trouble of finding a minion to cast a healing spell.
“Yeah, so?” Mao is practically radiating cocky teenager-ness. He’s still panting heavily, though, which reduces the impact somewhat. “I can do… whatever I want!”
"It would be wise to not do things that can irritate those of us stuck here with you, child." As much as Mao's giving off cocky teenager vibe, Protoman counters it with icy condescension.
“Don’t make me laugh! You’re not a threat to me!” You now know that Mao is making total shit up. This is exemplified by the fact that if he was so high and poweful, he wouldn’t have been dragged off here in the first place… again.
He's...actually rather used to people screaming at him. More in a slightly insane "I'm gonna get you" way, but nonetheless used to it, given the slightly madman-like nature of the voice he hears. Soul peeks out of his room, keeping close to the door as he looked down the hallway.
The door now stood with a sizable hole in the middle of it… and a moment later, when Mao actively tried to open it, the whole thing looked on the verge of falling apart as it creaked open. Scoffing at the wimpiness of the door (honestly, shoddy construction like that wouldn’t last a day in his world), Mao walked through it, looking around with his hands on his hips. The place looked pretty much exactly the same as he remembered it, with a few odd pieces of tape attached to the wall, as if posters had been quickly ripped off. It was, in a word…
“UUUUGH!” Mao catches the voice through the door, and it’s cause for another exasperated, guttural, teenage noise. “I’m stuck in this place again!” Of course he decides to vocalize only the smallest of his problems. Pain is a motivator, after all, and motivations are always to be kept secret! Unless you’re feeling very confident in yourself and the power of your hero. Everyone knew that villains who monologue are much more likely to be defeated.
"Again?" Romeo of course at hearing the anger of the man who was punching the door decided to move closer, because he sounded upset as well as angry. "Where you here before?"
“Yes, and I bet they still don’t have a place I can set up my lab!” Mao is seriously concerned by this. He’s seriously concerned by a lot of stupid things, though it’s usually the result of too much stuff in the Heart Bank and good old memory suppression.
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The sudden fist punching a hole through the door she was passing by was an interesting twist, however.
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Mao got in one more yell, which quickly descended into a very teenager-ish groan. He just... kind of needed to get that out. Yep.
The door, despite having a hole through it, remained steady. However, the hole was large enough that Fran could look through and behold the geeky demon who did this to the poor wood.
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"You're not hurt, are you~?"
She gets a decent glance at the door's aggressor, and they seem about par for the course for what she's seen in this tower so far. A teenager with a good dye job and pointy ears isn't much compared to parasite arms and robots and what have you.
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“No, of course not!” Mao needs a moment to catch his breath after the sudden fit of psycho-rage, but he’s soon back to his normal, ridiculous self. “I would never be harmed by something as weak as punching through a wall!” He’s punched through plenty of walls in his time, mind you. Though he really does prefer explosives; saves you the trouble of finding a minion to cast a healing spell.
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"You are obnoxiously loud."
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“…Lame!”
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"What's wrong?" His voice was concerned, because no one punched a door if something really bad hadn't happened.
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