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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jun 6, 2007 17:47:57 GMT -8
Not allowed to leave yet; not until they get a decent rest. She didn't exactly want to stay, but the fact that Oki Nanda would not let them leave...well. Maybe if she called her brother to pick her up and take her home.. That's what they did if you're sick, right? Call your parents and they pick you up? Or a relative?
...still cold...
Her body thought otherwise.
Still sweating? Yeah.
...but everything's going to be fin-- the ceiling looks plain...[/color]
Yes, her thoughts were still jumping, and her eyes were now open, blinking ever so slowly. She closed them again, taking a deep breath. Tired. She wanted to go home. And sleep. And eat ice cream and drink hot chocolate. But it's too cold to eat ice cream..but hot chocolate will make up for it. Yes..it'll make up for it. She let herself think of summer, the beach, California weather..anything. A bonfire. Fire. Flames, the deset.. Find anything in common? [/color]
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Post by Leon on Jun 6, 2007 18:09:29 GMT -8
Remember how Dion is still holding Mitsuki's hand? Yeah, he was wondering why she felt oddly warm. So without any other words from him or towards Oki he stood up and over Mitsuki. He bent down and ran a hand over her forehead. He would place a small kiss right in the middle, yep he was being smooth.
"I'm going to let go of your hand for a moment... But I'll be right back."
And he turned to Oki, letting go of her hand.
"Check her temperature."
He wasn't going to take any chances. Artemis one night complained of being cold and sweaty, and she ended up pretty bad for a few weeks. And with his little protectiveness of Mitsuki he was not going to let her feel as bad as Artemis, though she brought it on herselk believing she couldn't get sick, or die. He grabbed a blanket that was kept here, they where never comfy, but they where warm. If she was sick like Dion believed, then th ebest thing to do would be to give her vitamins and let her sweat it out. Unless it was something else? That would piss Dion off. But Oki was a medical professional, if it was anything else she would deffinitly know. Once he got back he would find her hand and put the blanket over her.
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"I suppose... I vas afraid of ze big bad volf?"
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Post by "Thrush" on Jun 10, 2007 10:33:05 GMT -8
Retribution: Penalty "Oki will be with Mitsuki Park in one moment."Voices in the background. What? WHAT!? I can't hear you.... The body's pounding is far too loud.. TURN UP THE VOLUME.---Vertigo. Ahh... that familiar feeling. He felt no 'hunger'.. just, a real, actual hunger. Body was resounding with what he felt was.. ugh. Pain. HAHAHAHAHAHA... mission accomplished---Vait. Vat about ze uzzers?---["Y-You h-have m-much W-WORSE t-things t-to b-be w-worrying a-about r-right n-now.."]* * * * * * * * * * * * * A metal noose was chained around his neck. Standing there, in the middle of wooden platform, with a trap door underneath. Looking at his arms, he saw the overly large handcuffs, rusted with age, probably easily broken, but.. they felt so heavy.. But his eyes widened. He was wearing a gray, torn peasant's shirt. ..Oh shit. So that meant, standing in front of him... Aye.
There he was. Himself. Yet not himself. Jonathan Winters. And there at his belt, he held the key. At his back, was the sheathed sword. And his garments? Why, they were the same as usual. So why him?...--- Oh. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAhahahahaha... that's right. He looked at his chest, and then at Jonathan's. The light-blue string that was still there. Only on his end was the Qi red tipped. Yet, that was how it was. They were connected, but Jonathan could go wherever he wanted, since he dominated this body for the most part, having the strongest Qi. For "Thrush"? He'd have to request for 'more string', for more 'walking distance', since he only had.. THAT little bit of Qi. If he were to snap it... Jonathan would easily take over, and "Thrush" would be replaced, forever.
Aye. This was 'HIS' world. And 'HE' was the dog."...Y-You've f-failed y-yet a-again..."THRUSH".. I-I'm
V-VERY d-disappointed i-in y-you.."That overzealous tone. HATED it. HATED it. So much condescending in it. AND HE COULDN'T EVEN SAY ANYTHING WITHOUT STUTTERING. But what could he do?! Tried to raise his arms, but the cuffs became heavier and heavier.. but if he lowered it, they would increase in weight twice.. was nearly choking on the noose, and the trap door wasn't open. Out on the open earth though.. the lever for the trap door was there, appearing out of nowhere,next to Jonathan.
"..Y-Y-Y-YOU BASTARD, LET ME GO!" LET ME GO! DIDN'T YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENED!? YOU SAW WHAT HAPPENED! I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING...---" Fear was in his voice. Panic. No. Please, God, no. He saw it in Jonathan's face. That infuration on his lips. ...But that evil delight in his eyes. 'He' SAW what happened... but he was going to penalize him, anyways..."..P-Penalty t-time... "THRUSH"!..."He pulled the lever.* * * * * * * * * * * * * "Oki advises he stays calm and doesn't move around too much. Broken bones don't take well to being shaken up, after all." The body before her shook violently, contorting, writhing. Reached for a pillow.. Tried reaching for his own throat.. held onto it, as his legs kept kicking, as if trying to pull of something, making violent squeaking noises as the body jumped up and down on the 'bed' or whatever it was..."Name please." Began shuddering underneath her, as she pulled a penlight out, into his eyes. Eyes were looking around wildly.. and then, fell limp, his eyes closed. Seemed like it was just a bad nightmare, and he'd just exhausted himself. Oh well, the sleep would be healthy for him.* * * * * * * * * * * * * The electrocution ended. "Thrush's" body lay limp, hanging there, from the noose, eyes dilating, looking all over the place. Pleased with his handiwork, Jonathan pulled the lever the other way---"URRRRRK..."---pulling "Thrush's" body up, snapping his neck out of place. With that, the lever disappeared.. but the wooden stand did not. Jonathan jumped a good fifteen feet in the air, landing before him, with a large 'crash', but his knees absorbed it as if it was nothing. Taking "Thrush's" head in his hand, he snapped it back into place."D-Don't g-get l-lazy o-on m-me n-now."*CRACK*
*SNAP*"..A-ACK! ACK! STOP IT, YA STUPID FUCK!" his body beginning to contort wildly, as the metal chain was still around his neck. Seemingly not amused, Jonathan pulled the chain off, and it disappeared, into miasma that was absorbed into the wood. "W-Wrong a-answer.."A punch in the gut.
Thrush didn't just double over.
He went flying. A good fifteen miles. Before he crashed, embedding himself into a brick wall. Yet, even as he tried to look up, he could still see the imprint of that fist, into his now even MORE torn peasant shirt, and could still see that stupid little face. Bah. The Qi-thread was really heavily being strained right now, but it was "Thrush" who felt like he was suffocating. Teleporting in, next to him, Jonathan held up the body. Not at all amused. "..G-Guess I-I'm g-going t-to n-need t-to t-take e-extra m-measures, h-here.."A bat appeared in his right hand, chained next to a very large, spiked metal gauntlet. "Thrush" felt immobile, his 'movement' privileges cut off..* * * * * * * * * * * * * Felt his body responding, that he was concious. Except that it wasn't him in control. Began to.. 'cooperate' with the strange crazy woman, who seemed to have clouds protruding from her chest. What the hell? Why can't I move? JONATHAN! LET ME MOVE! OTHERWISE SHUT ME OFF! LET ME MOVE!
..Living nightmare, much?
But the body just rested. And responded to whatever Oki needed. Giving off a different name. 'Jonathan'. "Thrush" wasn't registered at this school, after all... And then, 'Cloud-Woman' walked away, seemingly talking about something along the lines of "Both ducklings have to stay here long enough for a descent rest. Oki will not let them leave either way."Ducklings?
Can we eat them?
Was also certain he was overhearing some 'lovey-dovey' talk, and one sounded really familiar, and the other wanted to make him feel gay, for some reason. And granted, he wasn't pulling his antics right now, so that was more ODD then anything. Was he hearing alright? Body seemed to be back in his control, as he fisted his hand tightly.. but that was about it Some talk about 'Paddle' more about 'Ducklings', and something about 'I Scream'. Funny... body felt a LOT better then how "Thrush" was feeling right now. If that made any sense.---
Five minutes passed, since Thrush had laid there, like a stone. Eyes dilating, yet returning to normal, every other few seconds. Before quietly---Nah. WRONG.
Sat up... a little more violently then even the last time.. Kek. Shook his head around, violently---HIS HAT!? WHERE WAS IT!?
Oh.. right there, next to.. a few other things, on the small table to his left. Kekekekeke. May mistaken to be his?--That was.. 'Hades's' cloak. Hehehehe, maybe ze thought zat his black overcoat was too similar in blackness or something. And another necklace.. but he liked ze one Asiv gave him, just fine.
..Eh.
Started to look around, as he used his left hand to methodically crack his bones back into place. Seemed like 'Jonathan' was getting more extreme in punishments. But that last one was the worst yet.. Worse then getting beaten up, worse then getting hanged and electrocuted.. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... but he was still alive. And zat meant he was still there, existing. So, ultimately, he'd won. For now, anyways. Eh.. okay.. zat's... zat John Ong guy, some strange.. guy with vat-ze-hell... uh... to ze left.. uh... who da fuck..? And... oooh... Master and.. zome.. flaming dude, with ze green armor? Vat ze hell? Oh. So HE was the one zat vas talking oh-so lovey-dovey like a lover.. and zat uzzer voice was Masters---WHOA.
MASTER'S GOT A BOYFRIEND! KAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
"ALLO, MIZTER FURFAG!" came his tilted head, teeth shining recklessly like some mad, frothing dog, with his red eyes gazing right at zem, as he looked at the.. well, furfag.
Yup. "Thrush" was back.
..How cuuuuuute zey are a couple... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... |
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Post by John on Jun 12, 2007 10:36:53 GMT -8
John Ong yeah. Injurred, but what was this. The last god had his back turned... This was his chance... To make up for that embarassing loss to that guy... He moved so fast... It was crazy and intense. He wasn't going to let some loser like that show him up! He held his ribs with his left hand while his right formed a claw, his glowing red eyes narrowing as his right arm lit up in flames.
'I am a high class fighter! No way some fool that bursts in like that can show me up! It doesn;t work that way!'
John was about ready to rip this last remaining gods spine out... But he was hesitating... His arm turned off as his eyes stopped glowing, he could no longer see the hydrogen... Why did he stop? Why couldn't he finish it off? His eyes shifted to the holding hands...
"Tch, worthless fools."
He would turn around and go back to the bed he was on before, the one making alot of noise from earlier was bugging him, so he shot him a glare.
"Shut up, fool. Before I decide to burn your tongue out."
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jun 12, 2007 18:52:52 GMT -8
Panic.
Did he say he was going to let go? Where'd he go?
And then the warm feeling slipped back against her hand. Relief, so to speak, rushed over her like a warm blanket being placed upon her. And then?
"ALLO, MIZTER FURFAG!"[/color]
Ah..Thrush. Well, it's good that he's his usual self. Wouldn't want him bowing down on his knees like last time, now would we?
"How are you feeling, Thrush?"
"Shut up, fool. Before I decide to burn your tongue out."
"Tch, pathetic... Shut up, fool, before I decide to castrate you.."
Said in a relatively calm voice, though strong. Dion's way of "soothing" her certainly worked, but it was NOT obvious she was pissed off at John's choice of words, and attitude due to her strange peaceful state. They were in an infirmary; what the hell was his problem? Eyes were closed and there was a blank look on her face; she was serious when she said she'd castrate him. Although things would get messy, Mitsuki Park was one who never went against what she says. And if she did, she had a good reason. It being messy was not a good reason on her list.
And of course, judged by the words she chose, she was mocking him. Of course, in her state, she wasn't sure if she'd be able to castrate him, but no one said anything about her cutting off his only way of reproduction right now.[/color]
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Post by John on Jun 12, 2007 21:22:33 GMT -8
"Rrh, I dont take orders from you, miss School Captain."
He spat as he got up and limped his way out, even if Oki tried to stop him he would still leave. He didn't need this right now, he needed to train. This low class fool would know what it was like to piss off someone with so much arrogance and pride. Esspecially if he holds himself in such high regard. He needed to go into intense training and get better.
((OoC: And John is gone.))
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"Thrush"
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Post by "Thrush" on Jul 1, 2007 2:56:34 GMT -8
OOC: A crappy post, but, just dying up loose ends.Uh... Sleepysleepysleepysleepy..Snore. Well, "Thrush" wasn't paying too much attention, aside from the 'burn' and 'out'... was that like... a 'fiery' version of a blow job? Kekekeke... still tired.
Wharararara...wHA!? School Captain's defending me? Hahahahahaha... thasa good one.. sleep.. ugh.
Looked like he was about to go to sleep. Blinked tiredly at the two. "...Kekeke... Master's got a boyfriend... how cute..."
But he shot a glance at the 'God' dude.
..Nah. No way he did. He was just twitching, right?
At any rate, he fell forward... well, sleeping.
Snoring.
Very.
Very.
Loudly.
Emphasis Loud. Put in one more loud... and you've got it. A seemingly content look on his face---* * * * * * * * * * * * Don't pull anything funny.. 'God'. Or I WILL personally teach you a lesson for harming Master...* * * * * * * * * * * * ---A very nice, pleasant sleep...
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