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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 22, 2010 21:15:41 GMT -8
The color Green. It meant a lot of things to a lot of different people. It was the color of envy, representing those that coveted what others possessed. It was the color of money, representing the wealth that so many people sought after their whole lives. It could represent the tranquility of nature in all it's glory. Granting visions of tranquility and peace, like a meadow on a crisp spring morning, dew drops still clinging to the blades of the grass.
However to some people the color Green was associated with pain. With terror, with defeat. Not because the man in Green was the strongest, but because time and time again he was proven to be the best. The one that turned a loss in to a complete victory. It had been a long time since the man in green walked these halls, for ages it seemed like he was imprisoned in the State Correctional Facility, but now he was back and those that crossed him would once again remember what the color Green meant.
Mathew pushed open the doors to the school, his eyes scanning the crowd in the hallways. Closing them for a moment he took in the sound of chatter that filled the hallway, normal life going on without him. It was a strange thing to be detained for so long, to think that the world continues without you. Mathew would be lying if he said it didn't hurt him just a little bit to see that the world continued to turn without him. His reflection lasted only moments before he felt someone try and shove past him, oblivious as to what his Green coat meant. Mathew shifted his body to let the kid by.
His Green eyes examined him briefly, a small curl of his lips was the only warning he gave as the fire in his eyes ignited in their emerald fury. His hand would shoot forward, his hand clenched in to a fist. He felt the shock in his hand as his fist collided with the back of the kid's skull, sending the kid stumbling forward gripping his head in pain. Mathew chose not to pursue the fight, the child had been punished, it was time to move on.
He would simply proceed down the hallway, his Green coat swaying as he walked. His Green eyes flickering with amusement. He missed this, being among the normal people. He missed what he could do with them. If only they knew what he would do to them...
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Post by Kenin Katashi on Oct 23, 2010 8:40:26 GMT -8
(OOC: This seems like an awful idea. A terribly awful idea. A terribly horrific awful idea. A terribly horrific monstrously awful idea....)
Why do people walk so slow? Why do people have to be in his god damned way all the fucking time? Kenin, fully wrapped in bandages aside from above some of his nose and his eyes was making his way to class. His wheelchair continuously bumping into assholes who wouldn't get out of his way as he ran over his fair share of toes. One particular asshole even slowed him down by punching a kid before moving on, the kid also slowed Kenin down as he rolled over the kids toes, on purpose this time.
Still, he was on a mission and these people clearly didn't understand that wheels meant that Kenin was gifted with the power of GO FAST. Something that only sprinters, track stars, and people with insane powers could understand. So he decided to make it abundantly clear, "Hey you, fuckin leprechaun, get your lucky charms and pot of gold and get your ass out of my god damn way."
As he spoke bandages separated around his mouth, the burnt extra-crispiness that was Kenin was a little too hopeful for this fight it seemed. Either way he was about ready to run this guys' toes over as well. It was a shame he just wasn't how he used to be, then he could just shove the guy into some lockers and walk on as if nothing ever happened.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 23, 2010 15:23:04 GMT -8
Mathew spun around looking to see who had the brass balls to call him a leprechaun and tell him to hurry and get out of the way. Mathew was not used to taking orders, and when he did it was because he chose too, not because some punk was impatient. His eyes scanned the crowd, most of which were moving on their own way averting their gaze not wanting to be hassled like the boy that Mathew already punched. His eyes caught sight of the bandaged kid in the wheelchair and he felt a pit settle in his stomach.
He had a history with cripples, having had to toast a blind kid Connor on more than one occasion. Something about them seemed to make them want to bitch Mathew out and he had a feeling that this kid was the one that insulted him. He had no love for beating up cripples, there was no honor in it and no challenge. Plus he felt sorry for this guy, being blind was one thing but if this kid couldn't even walk all Mathew had to do to lose him was go up a gentle slope. He gave the kid a small frown as he considered his options, making damn sure to block the way so the kid couldn't get by until he decided what to do about this.
"You got something to say scraps?" He asked the crippled kid in a sarcastic tone. He decided that if the kid was respectful and apologetic he would let it pass, but if he didn't like the kid's tone he would have to do something about it. After all, he just returned and he didn't want anyone to get the wrong idea and think they could just walk all over him.
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Post by Kenin Katashi on Oct 23, 2010 21:57:14 GMT -8
"You got something to say scraps?" The guy said to him. Kenin looked up at him as if the guy was retarded. Honestly, he knew he was handicapped, but was this guy mentally handicapped? He had just said everything he had to say. He didn't care what this guy wanted him to do, what he wanted him to say. He could give two shits, if the guy wanted to get all punchy with it that was his business. But Kenin, as much as he loved a fight, was mostly just trying to make it to class on time for once in his damn life.
"Basically I said tits or get the fuck out, your wasting time with your punching. I think it's to overcompensate for your short and disfigured member. So, while I may not be able to pack a punch right now, I'm sure getting my ass kicked will just serve to make you feel secure for yet one more day. So!" He said as he crossed his arms in front of his chest, the behemoth still obviously large in stature.
"Back to my original point. If you're gonna stand in my way, at least do a little strip tease. I mean you got the body for it," He said, "Do good enough and I'll even make it rain."
That's right, he was not only telling him to move, he was offering him one dollar bills in exchange for a strip tease. He didn't give a fuck if the guy pummeled him, all he cared about was at least getting it either over with, or moving on. Worst case scenario he gets his ass kicked, what's new? Hell, he might be lucky enough that the guy will start stripping in the hallway. He probably would make it rain, though he wasn't sure if he had a lot on him at the moment, he seemed to be spending so much recently.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 23, 2010 22:39:22 GMT -8
"Tits? Who the fuck says tits anymore? Did I go back in time....?" Mathew asked himself musingly at the cripples words. The penis insults didn't phase him at all, he figured if someone is going to try and make fun of your penis then they are likely the one with the issue. He did let out a small laugh at the idea of a strip tease. It wouldn't be the first time Mathew had been naked in these halls. Last time he went streaking he even got a phone number from a cute little blonde. That was another story though. What mattered was he was nice enough to let this kid pretend like he didn't say anything and he had to keep running his mouth. It was the wheelchair that saved him from Mathew's full wrath, instead of beating him to a bloody pulp Mathew would simply walk over to the chair ridden bastard and walk behind him and grab the handles of his chair and proceed to push him down the hall, to wear? The Janitor's closet of course. Upon arrival he would look down at the large chair ridden boy. "Gee I sure hope we got here fast enough for you." And without further ceremony send a punch to the back of the kid's head. He doubted the kid would be able to do much of anything about his attack or about being moved to where Mathew pleased in his current situation. And if that assumption was correct and everything happened as Mathew wanted, he would swing the kid around and with one hand open the Janitor's closet before pushing the kid in, tilting the chair upward roughly to push the kid out of his chair before taking the chair and leaving the cripple alone in the dark of the Janitor's closet. If the kid was unable to keep his chair then Mathew would simply sit on the chair in the hallway and yell. "TRANSFORM AND ROLL OUT!" Before rolling away in his new mode of transportation, if at any point the kid actually put up an effective resistance, then Mathew would just have to deal with it as it happened. OOC: Wasn't sure how much resistance you can do in a wheelchair and with 1's across the board so I went with it, if there is a point that you feel you can stop it then do so in your post and I will go from there.
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Post by Kenin Katashi on Oct 23, 2010 23:15:20 GMT -8
(OOC: No worries, the mini profile is 1's for older threads but it's actually all 5's at this point, shoulda put that in my post not that it makes a difference here.)
Everyone said tits, not just about breasts but the actual tit. Men had them too, and it was a pretty clear statement. Hell, he was hoping for the strip show, but it seemed he would have to go without it as he found himself being messed with. Oh joy. And as he seemed to get pushed around he could have got up and walked but he decided that he was remotely interested in what was about to happen to him. He could care less if it was anything too bad, but there were somethings that were less pleasant than others. When they came upon a janitor's closet, he wasn't too upset.
"Gee I sure hope we got here fast enough for you." He said before Ken found himself flung from his chair and into the Janitor's closet. It was roomier than he expected, and in fact, had something in it that he could use to get back at the boy. He wasn't listening as he heard the transformers comment, he only heard the way he was going as he propped himself onto the janitor's cart, the one with wheels on it and a mop section as well as a tray for various cleaning supplies.
Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Because I'm thinking of some mother fucking Mario Kart shit about to happen. Now he just needed some red turtles.
He grabbed the mop and opened the door, using it as if he was in a canoe, and began to step himself off. Sure he could walk but this was much easier. He began to push harder as he got to a comfortable speed, trying to tail the boy as he looked down at some of the chemicals he had. If he got close enough he could mix the chlorine bleach with the ammonia and toss it into the boys lap, but the mustard gas and possible explosive would probably be a bit much, we were going for funny, not fatal.
And that's where the bucket was going to be of use. The bucket of used soapy water, dirty and quite nasty smelling despite it supposedly being clean for use. It seemed the janitor had been slacking off with this cart as he pulled the water free, getting ready to catch up on the wheelchair. After all, the crowds would make it hard for Mathew to move, but the wake he left would be easy enough to follow. Once he was caught up he would toss the bucket top first towards Mathew so he was hit with the water before the bucket even made it to him.
Payback....
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Post by Larry Allman on Oct 24, 2010 12:01:56 GMT -8
Smoking out behind the school, Larry was enjoying his break and slacking off a little. Although when wasn't he slacking? The brunette giggled to himself, watching some kid in the field wipe out. Oh yes, nothing like some spinach and watching kids get hurt. Silly students. There was a grin on the young man's face as he flicked the remainder away, stepping on it before dousing himself with a coat of Axe,enough to kill someone. So of course, there was a bit of an odd smell coming fromt he janitor... WHAT DID IT MATTER? No one seemed to care, its not like his smell went unnoticed or anything.
ANNYWAAYYYSSS. Grinning, the happy Larry walked towards his closet on the main floor, it was time to go abouts sweeping the floors and what not. Of course just as he got there, someone rolled out of the closet, seated comfortably on his mop cart. Chasing some sort of leprechaun on a wheel chair. BEFORE HIS EYES, in slow motion, there was a horrible sight. SOMETHING SO TERRIBLE IT ROCKED HIM TO THE CORE, leaving the man with a feeling of dread and perhaps a little anger? LARRY ANGRY? NOOO... More like envy, for the students were playing Mario cart... WITHOUT HIM.
So wait, back track.. WAIT WHAT.
Was he seriously seeing that or was it a trip induced by the evening of Mario carting with Joe Marley the previous night? They played into the early hours of the morning. IT COULD BE A TRIP... or it could just be the fucked up nature of his new work place.
NOT ON HIS WATCH... would some punk ass little bitch... Okay, maybe those works were a little too harsh. Laughing a little Larry remained still, watching the pair take off. NOT WITHOUT HIM! Running into the closet, he'd pull the garbage wagon out. Filled with bags, he grabbed a broom and some water bottles, throwing them into the cart.. IT WAS TIME FOR FUN!
"NOT ON MY FLOOR!"
Running while pushing the cart forward, the six foot tall man jumped in when he gained some speed. The garbage wagon speeding forward. Larry watched as students ran and dove out of his way.
"out of my way!"
As the space between the wheel chair and the mop cart closed, it left Larry with a question,.... HOW DO YOU STOP!?!
"OH FFFUUU---"
>insert collision of some sort here<
Larry hit something, he wasn't quite sure what. Why? He had closed his eyes at some point, it was far too scary watching the world blur by as he moved. What ever he hit, sent him flying over, into a class room, where he hit another student and ended up sitting on them for a moment or two. well, until he was pushed off and kicked.
So much for being a hero.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2010 13:07:36 GMT -8
Mathew wasn't even aware that he was being chased until he heard yell something along the lines of "Not on my floor!" this caused him to look back, maintaining his speed as people moved out of the way of him. He was surprised by what he saw behind him, the cripple kid on top of the Janitor's cleaning cart, and behind him another young adult on what looked to be the trash cart. Apparently Mathew's humble act of stealing a wheel chair from a cripple kid has sparked some kind of race, with Mathew in the lead. Of course he would be if he is being chased then only he knew where the finish line was.
His eyes widened when he saw the bucket flying toward him, the water already well on it's way to Mathew. It was only another moment before he felt a wave of cold as the dirty mom water sloshed against him, though the majority of it and the bucket landed behind him, and would be in the way of the cripple's cart which was not made for quick maneuvering. He suspected this would give him a short amount of time for them to get around it, that is if they didn't crash in to each other first. In the moments he had Mathew would slip off his jacket, freeing him to move more comfortably.
He felt a rush of energy fill his body as his arms slipped out of his coat, smashing it down behind his back between the seat to keep it in place he would start to roll again, this time much faster and with much more force.
"Out of my way losers before I run you over!" He called out laughing as he sharply rounded a corner, reaching out to smash a garbage can to the ground, spewing trash behind him to slow down his cart riding brethren.
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Post by Kenin Katashi on Oct 24, 2010 15:27:23 GMT -8
(OOC: Okay, totally got a funny picture in my head but if you want me to change this Amtrum, that's cool too. Also, Larry ftw.)
At limited success of his bucket dump Kenin was feeling pretty confident until the third person joined in with the trash on wheels kart. This was very disappointing, as he was looking back he could no longer see exactly where he was going, and he didn't notice the bucket coming up, what he did notice was the third person crashing into him, and he gripped tightly to his mob with his right hand as the bucket snagged the front of his cart, and the trash can hit the back, causing his cart to fling forward, launching him airborne as he was heading toward Mathew.
The sudden burst allowed him to grab onto a metal supporting bar along the back of the wheelchair, but just as he did Mathew turned a corner, causing some pain to Kenin as he hit against peoples legs and found himself being road-hauled down the halls of the high school. His mind was nowhere near focused on the guy behind him, but was on the wheelchair thief he was in pursuit of. The speed seemed to increase drastically from before though despite his added weight, and as the corner was turned he decided to turn over a trash bin, dropping old banana peels, a few rotten apples, a lot of paper balls, and even a couple of unfinished pop bottles on top of him. The smell was horrible as it stained his bandages.
"DAMN YOU!" He said as he extended his right hand outward, using the stick of the mop he aimed to jam it through the wheels of the wheelchair, and hopefully do to his wheelchair thief what he had originally done to him, send him packing out of the wheelchair. Sure there was a lot of strength to his speed, but the battle was more between the mop and the chair for this. All he could hope for was that the force didn't somersault the chair completely and send him flying as well....
Not to mention player number three who he wasn't paying attention to....
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Post by Larry Allman on Oct 24, 2010 16:15:06 GMT -8
Larry stood up, his steps a little wobbly and his shoulder sore form hitting some well built man.. NOT TO MENTION HE HUURRRTTTTT. The guy kicked him in the ribs. Damn that hurt. Thankfully no one knew who he was, Larry was just some guy. Probably just a student, right? He was eighteen years old, not looking old or anything. Actually, HE WAS PRETTY DAMN FINE... Anywaysss....
He'd go relocate his fallen wheels, and pull it up right. TIME TO RUN. Sure it hurt, but the punk ass kids were in for it now... GARBAGE EVERYWHERE! and dirty water? bitches be going down. He was kind of mad, half pissin his pants with laughter, and having fun. Geez best time at school and stoned since the Asian spartan kick.
"They are so going down." Larry told himself aloud, breathing getting a little heavy has he picked up speed. Running was not his forte, actually nothing was when under the influence of spinach. Turning the corner was a little difficult, but he managed... Once he was ready, the young man jumped into his cart. His landing cushioned by the piles of garbage bags. Grabbing the broom again, he'd get ready to lance someone down....
"MOVE IT OR LOSE IT.... YOUR TOES...and balance." Larry laughed, his blue gaze focused forward as he smirked. Watching with amusement as the mop cart guy clung to the back of the chair, jamming a broom into the wheels. THE TIME WAS PERFECT!
Grabbing some bottles, he'd throw them at player one.
DAMN HE NEEDED A BULLET... DESTRROOYYYYYYYYYYYYYY PLAYER ONE! >__>;;; Not that he wanted to hurt him, perhaps only discipline him and get the two to clean the halls....
Even if one was apparently a cripple...
CRAZY KIDS NOW A DAYS.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2010 16:32:34 GMT -8
He felt something weighing down on the back of the chair, and there was only one person big enough that he had passed thus far to be the one. The cripple was being dragged by the chair, his weight barely slowing down Mathew in his current condition, what he did not anticipate was that the kid was going to stick his broom handle in to the wheel trying to catch it, it wouldn't stop the chair though, Mathew was going to fast and two strong. A loud crack would fill the hallway as the handle snapped and the two boys and chair went flying, flipping in the air Mathew fell to the ground letting go of the chair as soon as he was upside down from the flip, his green jacket falling on top of him.
One very small perk of falling to the ground was that the soda bottle missed him, not that it would do much. Mathew would just pick up his coat and start running the way he came, not even looking back at the cripple kid, for all he knew the chair landed on top of him and he was stuck or something. Mathew was just having fun now.
Dashing down the hall he was charging right at the young man who was unknown to Mathew the Janitor. With a grin on his face he would push back on the side of the cart that the man rode on, the force would be more than enough to send the man and cart flying in to the wall. He was still feeling especially strong after removing the coat.
Turning around the corner again he could continue down the hall from whence he came jumping over the spewn garbage that he had already scattered across the hall.
"Suckers!" He called out laughing.
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Post by Kenin Katashi on Oct 24, 2010 17:15:21 GMT -8
Mathew may have had a good landing, but Kenin's was pretty rough. For one as he was airborne a bottle of water cracked him right in the nutsack, causing him to hurl over in midair as he landed on his shoulders hard. He gritted his teeth as he slid to a stop on his side, only to look up in time to get hit square in the face by his wheelchair. He was knocked pretty hard, causing him to take a moment to get up in his seat. By the time he looked down the hall Mathew seemed to be attacking player number three.
Kenin had a few things to take care of, one was the bottle of water, the second was the wheelchair to the face. He grabbed the bottle of water as he rested in his chair and took off to follow after the two, not paying much attention to Mathew first he called out, "IM GONNA GET YOU FOR THAT YOU SONOVA BITCH!" He screamed as he raised the water bottle. His new target was player number three who was responsible for the pain between his legs. At least now he had his wheelchair back.
As he rode to try and catch up with Mathew, he would toss the bottle at Larry's head, trying to hit him hard as he rode past him in order to get his spot back. Now that he had his wheelchair he just needed to get off one cheap shot on the boy and he'd be pleased with his ability to not just simply take it from the green enthusiast. No matter how incredibly tough he happened to be.
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Post by Larry Allman on Oct 24, 2010 18:04:33 GMT -8
HIT BY A BLUE SHELLL!
FFFUUUU----!
Whacked upside the head by what seemed to be a blue shell, the man couldn't really part the Mario cart from reality. ANYWAYS. WHACK! He moved side ways, leaning on the edge of the cart, it was time for yet another crash scene. This time it involved a garbage can, which fell over spilling its disgusting contents all over the floor, and a conveniently opened door to the outside world. Hitting the can, he'd be sent flying over... LIKE A BIRD! The man was soaring through the air.
I CAN FLY I CAN FLY I CAN FLLLYY!
And suddenly a tune from peter pan popped into the young man's head. As he flew a door opened, Larry hit a person. Sending them both down the stairs, thankfully the person on the bottom seemed to take all the game... AGAIN. But each bump down, hurt his ribs. ;w; STUPID BOOT.
Outside, perhaps he was out of the race. Although, the thought of the young men running amuck and ruining the condition of the hall sent chills down his spine... NO MORE CLEANING. FFFFUUUUUUUU---
Larry didn't want to work, maybe he could talk them into putting a halt to their shenanigans. Maybe in the end it didn't even matter? Because in the end, if it wasn't Mario cart, there would be some other form of tom foolery that was going to make a mess.
BUT BUT BUT.... IT WASN'T FAIIRRR ;O;
A working failure like him, he had to clean it up.. ALL THE TIMMMEEEE..
Pulled up to his feet, there was a buff man, although in Larry vision it was the cloud man. Hoisting him up with the fishing rod of power! YES! BACK IN THE RACE!? Maybe, but this time? Wait! He was hit in the face by the cloud man!?
DOOD WHAT DID HE DO to deserve it?!? ;O;
Once the buff guy was done, Larry was tossed into an outdoor garbage can.. One that hadn't been changed in a rather long time.. Now ick to add to his lovely array of smells.Flailing he'd try to tip himself. wishing to avoid contact with the garbage water, he'd quickly roll away, sadly putting his foot in it.
EWWWWWWWW.....
Getting up slowly, he'd walk up the stairs, his hand gabbing the rail as he moved. Once in the hallway, he'd take a deep breath," IN THE NAME OF THE WORKING MAN..I SHALL PUNISH YOU FOR THIS INJUSTICE! The halls should be avenged for the injustice they have faced!" The man even posed a little. Feeling a little like a super hero, or a sailor scout...Larry took off, following after those whom had started the mess.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2010 18:27:20 GMT -8
Mathew seemed to be in the free and clear now, one of the pursuers was taken care of, and he doubted that cripple boy had the endurance to keep this up for long. Unlike Mathew who was a regular marathon man. He ran through the halls, taking random corners and going down random halls, able to maneuver far easier than his chair bound pursuer.
It was fun to cause chaos and mahem but it also got a little old. With no challenge he was just running from a cripple so it was a few hallways down that he would wait for the cripple to catch up. If the kid was really serious about chasing him then the gloves would have to come off. The kid had his chance to get out of this intact, but Mathew wasn't going to spend all day running around like a freshman. However hilarious it might be to trash the hallways for the Janitor to deal with later. And so while Mathew waited he would put back on his jacket, tired of holding it as he ran around. Besides if the kid was still following him he would want both of his hands free to make it even easier.
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Post by Kenin Katashi on Oct 24, 2010 19:02:10 GMT -8
Kenin wasn't around to listen closely to the yellings of what appeared to be another student who randomly decided to join in. Maybe he was some sort of hallway monitor or maybe he just wanted to get involved because this all looked fun. Either way, Ken was more interested in getting back at the green coated wheelchair bandit who clearly was much stronger than Ken. In fact, it seemed like a no contest type of situation, but that's how it always was with Ken now. Not even a shadow of his former self, he was about to get his ass kicked.
"Hey," He said as he finally caught up to the guy who seemed to have stopped running to put his jacket on. It seemed he was getting a little tired of running around so much. "All kidding aside, I feel I owe you a punch in the mouth for what you did back there." He said as he got up out of his chair, this time setting the brakes on it. He stepped forward as he put his fists up. He didn't care what this guy thought about fighting him, he was at least going to try to get one punch off.
"Besides, something about you just looks like you are strong. I'd like to test just how strong you are...." He'd lunge and aim to stop short on his right foot, his left foot going in for a low swift kick to the side of Mathew's right knee.
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