|
Post by Jenesis E. on Jan 29, 2007 20:22:09 GMT -8
Skip hopping down the street, a young, blonde haired girl with metallic looking faerie wings stitched to her back. Two pigtails held by two thin pieces of ribbon, flowing gracefully from the cool wind blowing against her. It was a nice day, the sun was out, and people in her neighborhood eventually got used to the fact that Jenesis believes that she's a faerie. With actual wings...that are...literally, stitched to her skin. Though, when she went out into the streets of California, people began whispering harsh words to her, avoiding her, and unintentionally hurt her feelings. Except...a couple people, that seemed like they wanted her feelings to get hurt. The freshman gave a quiet, inaudible sigh, picking up her pace, trying to get away from all the mutters from those who believed that she was a social outcast. It's been going on for so long, that eventually, Jenesis herself believed that she didn't belong here, and wanted to go back home.
But that was against fathers wishes. And mothers.
Once in the clear zone - or so she thought - she muttered profanity here and there, but eventually stopped when she heard a low growling noise. Jenesis slowly turned her head, only to find a dog with a spiked collar, his teeth baring and saliva dripping out of his mouth. Wide eyed the second she noticed the dog didn't have a collar, she began running for her dear life, because..well, she's afraid of dogs. Making it to the playground safely with a bit of a struggle, she climbed on top of the tubed slide where the dog barked and barked, and eventually, an owner came. He couldn't have been older than her oldest sister, who's 21, but a smirk played on his face and she gave a small whimper.
His smirk didn't look very...nice.
"...c-can you let Jenesis go? Jenesis w-wants to l-"
"Well, well... You've got to be kidding me.. I've seen you in school. Can't believe you actually have wings... How would you like it if my dog teared it apart for you? That way you wouldn't have to go through the embarassme-"
She screamed. The way his eyes was giving off a sign of hunger and lust, the way his lips twisted into a disgusting smile, his words of "tearing apart her wings"... It was all too much to handle, because she was one who never went through a thing like this, because she was...well, sheltered.
"...you f---ing b--th..."
She hoped her screaming got someone's attention... Because if it wasn't her imagination, then he was definitely getting closer, and Jenesis also being afraid of heights, couldn't climb any higher. And because the dog was keeping guard on the ground, she couldn't jump off and run either...
|
|
▲
"I'm gonna stomp a mud hole in your ass and walk it dry!" |
PLAYED BY OOC NAME
|
Post by John on Jan 29, 2007 22:02:38 GMT -8
A hand twitched in its grasp around a white unmarked can, the finger breaking the seal as the smell made the need for the drink too much. John Ong the S.H.C.P had gotten addicted to this drug so he could become strong enough to beat a man anmed Levi. But not even that worked, now he has to drink Brimstone for the rest of his life, or break free from it going through the harshest pain he could ever feel. But before he raised the can to drink he heard a scream not too far off. Looking around quickly he spotted the source, a girl being guarded by an older male and a mean looking dog, instinct took over and he dropped the can without realizing it. He ripped the sacred ropes from his waste and wrapped his right arm as he charged.
Flying through the air the dog hearing a sound to the side the man turned his head just in time to meet John's knee. A Muay Thai movement called Haruman Visits Lanka. A mollar tooth flew out, but now hsi main problem was that huge ass dog. It leapt at him taking a chomp at John. His red eyes focused on the attacking flying animal and raised his right arm, that was wrapped in sacred ropes to brace the teeth, he then fell back the dog biting and thrashing at his arm, makign it past the sacred ropes multiple times, he began to throw multiple axes, or elbows to the dogs eyes and head hoping the extream trainign to make his body into a leathel weapon would get the dog off him.
Finally after a few well placed knees to the lower ribs on the dog it let go caughing up blood and puking out some of its previouse food, by this time the olde rmale was up grabbing John around the throat with his arms, he was powerful. He raised John off the ground and he dangled there. The Brimstone after effects from not drinking it had begun to take its toll, he was very tired. He couldn;t fight back. His white hair flowed in the calm wind as he begun to stop hearing everything around him, he looked up at the girl as if saying sorry he couldn't be more help. His dark purple muscle shirt flowed to one side along with his black cargo pants with the dark purple stripe down the right pant leg. His tan skin off setting his albino hair and eyes. Was this the end of the great John Ong?
((OoC: Hope you dont mind me jumping in here.))
|
|
|
Post by Jenesis E. on Jan 30, 2007 19:55:44 GMT -8
"Remember, if a scary guy tries to eat you, kick him between the legs."
"Why?"
"Because it'll hurt a lot for him."
"Why?"
"...just listen to your sister, okay?"
While her "hero" came to the rescue, this scene played through her mind. The dog was on the ground, puking whatever the hell he ate before, and the scary child-molestor-guy was currently holding on to her hero's neck, which only made this innocent girl get wide in eyes. With haste, she never bothered to give a second thought as she jumped off the slide, the child-molestor-guy too busy with her hero, so she crawled under John Ong, and furrowed her brows. If she kicked between his legs, then her leg would go right through and she wouldn't kick anything. So she chose the next best thing - between the legs, and a little up with all the strength she had...
With a scream of pain, he should have let go of her hero, but...problem is, Jenesis was under him, unaware of the effects of kicking him in his precious treasures. So if he let her hero go, then her hero would fall on her, crushing her under his weight. But... Jenesis, having sharp instincts, would push herself to the side, or at least, as fast as she could, so hopefully, he'll only land on her leg or something.
Though, as soon as she noticed how much pain that guy would be in...
"Jenesis is sorry for hurting you, but you picked on Jenesis first!"
|
|
▲
"I'm gonna stomp a mud hole in your ass and walk it dry!" |
PLAYED BY OOC NAME
|
Post by John on Jan 31, 2007 13:17:34 GMT -8
john's eyes travelled to the side straight into the sky as they kittered back and forth vibrating as the guy held his neck so tightly his arms shook fromt he strain. Slowly John's eyes where rolling to the bakc of his head, but thankfully this is about the same time the girl kicked him in the not-so-happy button. Which caused the guy a great deal of pain, the next thing he knew he had landed ontop of the girls leg, he would roll slightly to get off her and lay there a second face down trying to breath. He caughed for a good moment, but no matter who he was a guy can get over this pain if angered enough, and givin' the right amount of time. The man had rolled onto his chest holding his Mommy-Daddy button.
John forced himself up, he looked at the girl and the man. Not checkign first his foot hit the slide as he jumped up to it and off with the same leg, he would be in the air over the man and would reach behind him grabbing his feet, bending them back against him he would drop both knees like missles into the mans back to make sure he didn't try anything stupid again, the dog seemed to be still chocking, probably from broken ribs,or internal injury, John wasn't a vet so he didn't know. Completely out fo breath and feeling the side effects of not taking his drug now coming in slowly as a pulsing pain of fire through his body. The nerve endings of his body felt like every time his heart pumped blood through it, that it was ripping up his insides.
He got up though, trying to not seem hurting as baddly as he was, going to the girl to make sure she was alright. Of course thats why he dropped the drink wasn't it? Because he heard the girl scream. Holding his throat where hand marks would be for a day or two and would become a bruise his words still slightly chocked from damage to the throat.
"You ok?"
|
|
|
Post by Jenesis E. on Feb 3, 2007 7:14:57 GMT -8
When the hero asked if she was okay in a hoarse like voice, Jenesis, wide in eyes, hurried over to his side and checked his neck. Biting her lower lip, she sat on her knees and blinked, not sure how to word an apology without rambling off.
"J-Jenesis is sorry... If Jenesis didn't go out for a walk...then you wouldn't be injured, a-and they wouldn't be injured. Jenesis is r-realy so-sorry..."
Stuttering because she was still slightly shaken from what had just happened, she suddenly jumped up as if a lightbulb went off above her head, and she just had a brilliant idea!
"Hero can stay here, Jenesis will go buy ice packs! Stay here, okay? Jenesis will be right back!!"
And before he could even say anything, the girl with metallic wings began skip-hop-running off into the distance, her two pigtails flowing about, and that barcode tattoo on the back of her neck being revealed, yet the numbers and letters would be far too blurry for him to tell what it spelled. Maybe leaving was a bad idea... What if there were other people out there that was going to hurt Jenesis along the way? Though, that thought didn't even cross her mind since the determination of getting that ice pack was all that filled her mind.
|
|
▲
"I'm gonna stomp a mud hole in your ass and walk it dry!" |
PLAYED BY OOC NAME
|
Post by John on Feb 4, 2007 21:13:13 GMT -8
John fell back onto his bum and watched as she seemed fine. She seemed worried about his wounds more than herself, which was good, cause he was sure she was fine now. Or she was one of those people who truely felt bad for others and wanted to help. It was kind fo odd being called 'Hero', but that was fine with him fro now. Since she already ran off, or skipped? Yeah to get ice packs, his dark red eyes where able to pick up the bar code, but not the numbers or anything, he knew they where there, but couldn't tell what they where.
While she left John walked over to get his brimstone which had half completely spilled already on the cement. He went back to where he was sitting before and stood there for a second taking in the area, the feeling of doing soemthing good without th ehelp of the drug. But the burning was becoming too much, so he drank down the remaining bit of Brimstone Delta and crushed the can in his hand to nothing, not because he was showing off, but because of the sudden change in his physical and mental strengths. His muscles became slightly bulky, but still small enough for good motion, blood vessels pocking out on his shoulders and arms, one on his forehead. He dropped the can as the slight "Transformation" had finally ended.
He caughed still, the drink hadn't helped his neck, and he dropped back down to one knee from lack of the ability to bring preciouse oxygen to his blood stream.
'I'm a Hero huh? Heh, sounds nice.'
|
|
|
Post by Jenesis E. on Feb 5, 2007 16:20:09 GMT -8
"Excuse me, sir? Why are these ice packs not cold?"
Yeah, she made it to the store without getting into trouble. What a miracle that was! Yeah, she found the ice packs, but they were sorta..not frozen. Of course, Jenesis being Jenesis, and her having no common sense what-so-ever, she didn't bother looking in the frozen aisle where a strong possibility of an ice pack could be found. The clerk-person merely gave Jenesis a strange look before pointing to the frozen aisle, and she gave a warm hearted smile before skipping off into that area. By now, fifteen minutes would have passed, and by the time she got out of the store with the ice pack, twenty. Now on the sidewalk back to the park, still going in that skip-hop-running manner, she held two bags. One bag had an ice pack, two cans of pop, which the other held an ice pack, and..another two cans of pop. Why?
Well..just in case she lost one bag. Smart, right?!
Anywho, when she made it back to the park, she could've sworn he looked a bit different. He looks more...buff-looking. Eh? How could someone get buffer-looking in half an hour?
Right. Maybe it was just her eyes... Anywho, because she didn't lose either bags, she would reach into one of them, hand him an ice pack and a can of pop.
"Jenesis didn't lose a bag so... here you go!!"
|
|
▲
"I'm gonna stomp a mud hole in your ass and walk it dry!" |
PLAYED BY OOC NAME
|
Post by John on Feb 7, 2007 13:16:15 GMT -8
John saw her come back, which meant he wasn't going to be ditched here in the park with a throat that felt like it was useless. But she seemed to talk about herself in the third person, now that he thought about it, she was talking about herself in the third person this whole time. So her name was Jenesis? Nice name, kinda odd for a name, but it was nice. John accepted the ice pack putting it on the left side of his neck resting it on his shoulder, a shivver ran down his spine as the cold had hit his warm skin.
"Thanks."
His voice still slightly rough. He opened the can of soda and took a few small sips to test how it felt to swollow liquid. Didn't feel too good, but it got the job done in cooling down his throat. He looked over at her, the wings where still slightly his focus, but the rest of the time he had a more questioning look towards her neck. The bar codes where more interesting to him, but whatever people wanted to do.
"My names John."
|
|