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Post by goremonger on Jun 7, 2007 19:01:12 GMT -8
Goremonger got up early for his first day at this new school, hoping to get there early and find his classes. He had a hardy breacfast of bacon, eggs, and hashbrowns washed down with a big glass of OJ. He made sure that his bag had all the things in it that he would need for his first day, and even grabed a couple of dollars so if he was hungry of thirsty, he could get something. He rode his bike to the school and put it in the bike cage while locking it up just to be on the safe side.
He made his way to the office and got a list of the classes that he was to be attending for the next nine months. He got a map of the school in a guide/planner and made sure that it was in his back pocket for easy reach. He walked aroound for a while, orienting himself with the layout of the four buildings before he made his way back over to building one for his first class. He was walking through the courtyard when someone stoped him and asked him something.
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Post by valekin on Jun 7, 2007 19:21:14 GMT -8
"Do you know the muffin man?"
Oh dear Lord. I don't even want to look. Was that? Yes, it was.. Shit. Valekin was there, and going a different kind of crazy. At least it was a friendlier kind of crazy. That was the problem with an unstable mind, you never know what you're going to get some days. Evil, good, harmless, skinning puppies, muffins. You just never know. Kinda like a box of chocolates.
"WELL DO YOU!?"
Now he was getting irritated. The kid wasn't answering fast enough. Answer faster! Valekin was dressed in his regular attire. Trench coat, and no shirt. The sleeves of the coat were rolled up, revealing gauntlets. And the long pants he was wearing proved him crazy again.
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Post by goremonger on Jun 9, 2007 17:02:54 GMT -8
Goremonger looked at this new person with a slight rise to his left eyebrow. He looked a little off to him, but so did many people he had met in the past. He gave this new person a smile and said, "
"Who lives on Druie lane?"
with a slight lisp to his speach. he looked at the guy with an expectant look on his face.
OOC:Oki says that you are a nice guy out of board, but in game you are really mean and are probably going to try and skin me alive! Please go nice on me, I am having major issues with 552 with people beating the shit out of me all the time and I'm really getting sick of it.
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Post by valekin on Jun 9, 2007 18:18:21 GMT -8
"That's the one Jackass! Tell me Jackass, do you know any one else?"
Valekin looked at him earnestly, as if expecting an answer out of him right away. One that would please his craziness and such. His long claws clacked together impatiently. His elliptical eyes looked on, deeply. What was this lisp!? THING!? He didn't understand it, was his tongue too big for his mouth? Was it habit? Was it birth defect?
"WHAT'S WITH THE LISP FELLOW WHO KNOWS THE MUFFIN MAN!?"
Oh dear, now he was yelling dramatically. All the blood and guts, have gone to his head. He's off his royal rocker now.
Ooc: No problem.
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Post by goremonger on Jun 10, 2007 13:46:43 GMT -8
"The one on Druie lane is the only one know of, other than the bakers son and the butchers nephew!" Said Goremonger with a silly grin. He looked this guy up and down noticing his gauntleted hand twitch in antisipation of something, probably painful, forthcoming. He matched this guy's stare as best as he could, but it wasn't as intence. he stared into his eyes for a minute and said, So do you know where I can find the candlestick maker? with a little smile on his face as he started to take a step back to look this guy up and down.
~He looks awefully fast. I'm not sure I could take him if this guy attacks me. Those claws sure do look wicked!~ He thought as he looked this guy up and down.
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Post by valekin on Jun 10, 2007 13:54:53 GMT -8
"I ate him! Well not all of him. Just his chest cavity. Hearts are delicious when raw!"
His hands convulsed, the explosive power of his muscles was being contained. Proper answers would keep him from attacking. And those claws were sharp, there are a few lockers on the first floor that have a few extra holes to breathe out of. And if this kid wasn't careful, that would be his condition as well. But that was for another time, now it was time for riddles!
"I cause the waves of the ocean, and am the source of light in the night. WHAT AM I, FELLOW WITH THE LISP!?"
Damn... he could be loud. Valekin's insanity was now toying with the kid. You never know what's going to happen when the person you're dealing with is completely off their rocker. His need for violence could suddenly cease without reason. Or grow exponentially for no reason. He was a powder keg, so easily set off.
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Post by goremonger on Jun 11, 2007 9:34:35 GMT -8
"That witch rises every night with a smile on it's face." Goremonger said with a slight grin.
He was starting to get worried about the line of questions that this guy was asking. Hopefully he would accept a riddle for a riddle. This guy seemed to be off his rocker something fierce!
~I hope this works!~ He thought as he responded to this new guy's riddle.
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Post by valekin on Jun 11, 2007 13:44:00 GMT -8
"WRONG! It's the MOON you dolt!"
He laughed for a moment and wrote something down. Then glared ruthlessly. Madness coming from the very depths of his soul broke free and overtook his mind. He came up with the craziest thing ever.
"You owe me a coffee. NEXT QUESTION!"
"How many years between the mass swarm of cicadas?"
His claws clacked together noisily, as he waited impatiently for the answer to the question. Who knows which swarm it was? All these questions were rather vague weren't they? What was this? A trap?
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Post by goremonger on Jun 12, 2007 10:17:29 GMT -8
"I am not wrong! I did mean the moon! If you look at it, it looks like it has a face, and it does come out every night with a Smile." Goremonger said with an offended and downcast look. He didn't want to take a very stern voice with this guy. Those gauntlets sure did look menacing.
Goremonger tilted his head a little and gave a little chuckle at the guys next question. ~I wonder why he's interested about bugs?~ Goremonger thought as he thought back on his times with his old friend back in newyork that was a bug finatic. He looked The guy in the eye and said, "You are talking about the cicada's that live for 17 years before emerging just to mate and die right. So if you are asking about the great swarm then you would probably be referring to the "Brood X" which made an appearance in 2000. They were the 3 broods that emerged all at the same time right? I think that my friend called them "Magicicada septendecim, Magicicada cassini, and Magicicada septendecula" or something like that. But there are twelve broods all together and sometimes they overlap when they emerge so it's harde to answer the question. But I go with Brood X in 2000 since there was several hundred thousand of them. My friend was a major geek when it came to bugs." Goremonger said with a smile.
~This guy seems awefully smart. I hope I can get the next answer right!~
OOC:What hemisphere do you live in? In the northern hemisphere the moon looks like it has a smile on it's face. And since were in callifornia then it would have a smile.
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Post by valekin on Jun 12, 2007 16:39:44 GMT -8
"Correct!"
The Serb didn't care for the mumbling in the beginning, he disregarded it as mere frustration. He knew the moon looked like a dragon. At least when he looked at it it did. But that was only in Serbia, these recent days, he didn't take the time to look at the moon anymore. But the bugs question was correct.
"You just avoided being skinned alive. WOULD YOU LIKE A COOKIE?!"
Oh god, he was being loud again. Earplugs. You never know when he's going to yell at you. It's just frightening sometimes. The kid would have to get used to it. If he was wondering what the next question was, that was the next question. Would he like a cookie. Depending on his answer, depended on his reward.
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Post by goremonger on Jun 12, 2007 20:22:27 GMT -8
Goremonger just smiled as the guy yelled in his face. He had heard his fare share of loud noises when he was younger and listening to his sterio in the louder ranges. Because of this his ears rang sometimes when he was around really loud noises. In this instance, it was starting, but luckily it wasn't very loud.
Goremonger looked at this new guy and said, "Sure, I'd like a cookie in exchange for a coffee. Since you seem to be from a different hemisphere than we are currently in I can understand your responce. So what does the moon look like where you come from?" as he swung his backpack around so it was infront of him and retrieved his wallet from the back pouch.
He slung his bag back onto his back and held his wallet up and said, "What do you say? You want that coffee or what?"
OOC:My Girl just told me that the moon looks like a dragon when you are over in Europe. I can understand why he thought I was wrong with my answer. Sorry for the misunderstanding
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Post by valekin on Jun 14, 2007 3:48:55 GMT -8
(Dude.. I sent you a mail telling you that.)
"It looks like JORMUNGANDR!~ No wait.. More like TIAMAT. Hee hee. Yes, Tiamat. The moon is the dragon kingdom. AND NO I DON'T WANT YOUR FILTHY AMERICAN COFFEE!"
Jeez, he's moody today. It's like mother nature... making flowers and puppies one second, and throwing typhoons at us the next. He was about to claw the first person's face off that decided to interject and rescue this poor kid from the oddities of Valekin. Who suddenly doesn't want any filthy American coffee. And I don't blame him.
"STARFUCKS is the worst thing that has ever graced this planet. Why did they fuck with the coffee? You don't fuck with the coffee without consulting me, did I miss a meeting about the coffee? Chocolate, and coffee do not mix. Ice and coffee is a bad idea. Among their GINORMOUS amount of varieties of their 'COFFEE', I can not seem to get a cup of Serbian Special. Which is three quarters black coffee, one eight milk/creamer/sugar, and one eight gunpowder."
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