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Post by sillygoth on Jan 25, 2009 22:29:40 GMT -6
"It's either shave him, or slit his little throat," Donovan told her with a grin.
"I suppose the cuteness might make his blood taste quite yummy to a vampire," he said. "I could always just drain it into a cup for you."
"There's a certain freedom to not being in a story thread," Donovan continued, "Since I can behave in ways that would otherwise be considered totally out of character for me."
Donovan went back into his own little world, now humming a wedding march, pretending to conduct an imaginary orchestra with the razor as a baton.
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Post by Gabrielle Helio on Jan 25, 2009 22:33:19 GMT -6
"Ha ha, I don't drink the blood of cute little animals..." She sighed, taking away his razor. "You can have this back when you decide to shave him. For now, I'm taking it away...I don't want you cutting someone while you're in your little dream land." She grinned.
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Post by sillygoth on Jan 25, 2009 22:36:56 GMT -6
"You're right," Donovan said digging into his pockets again. "THIS is much more appropriate, " he said with a smile, pulling out an impossibly large machete, waving it with even greater gusto to the wedding march he hummed.
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Post by Gabrielle Helio on Jan 25, 2009 22:38:59 GMT -6
Gabie's eye twitched as she grabbed his arm to prevent him from waving it around. "Where the hell did you get a machete? And, stop waving the damn thing before you cut someones head off..."
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Post by imogen on Jan 25, 2009 22:52:37 GMT -6
She laughs, then stands up while Grabrielle seemed busy with this man named Donovan. She skipped in the middle of the walkway. She smiled as she snapped her fingers. All of a sudden, a loud, melodically sounding bell rang. When it stopped, she smiled, " And Leteth Thine Wedding Begin!" She snapped her hand again, and the Wedding March began. She rushed to her seat.
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Post by sillygoth on Jan 25, 2009 22:53:07 GMT -6
"What do you mean where'd I get it?" Donovan asked.
"I got it from here," he said, gesturing to his pants. "Haven't you ever heard the term pocket dimension?"
"And...I'm not going to cut anyone's head off with this," Donovan said, tossing the machete aside carelessly.
Donovan dug deep into his pockets, "Now...this," he said, pulling out a double-bladed battle axe, "This, I can chop off people's heads WITH."
He smiled at Gabie, swinging the battle axe around with both hands, merrily humming the wedding march even louder.
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Post by Gabrielle Helio on Jan 25, 2009 22:55:24 GMT -6
"..Whoever gave you those things...should be sliced with that axe..." Gabie muttered, slightly scooting out of the way of the axe, just in case. She looked at Imogen with a huge smile. "Thank you for doing that, I want to see this wedding happen."
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Post by nox on Jan 26, 2009 0:07:53 GMT -6
Nox was in a room, he had been drugged and a music was playing somewhere in the building it was just as he woke up the sound was heard. "Oh god not again."
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Post by imogen on Jan 26, 2009 0:19:27 GMT -6
Imogen smiled, seeing the groom had not come out. She hopped up, walking to the back room. She walked in the room, seeing a man she presumed was Nox. "Come oneth, Nox, dear, we're all waiting." She smiled, lifting her long fingers. She waved her hand around again, making Nox stand straight up. "What is wrongeth with thy, dear?"
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Post by nox on Jan 26, 2009 0:22:53 GMT -6
Nox looked at the witch standing opposite him, he recognised her instantly and smirked. "Well I thought we'd wait for your sister to arrive first."
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Post by imogen on Jan 26, 2009 0:26:42 GMT -6
She gasped, looking taken aback. "How dareth you mention that vile woman. We are, at peak, always at war." She frowned at him, pushing the umbrella in her hand to the side a bit more. "And, you, dear, I thoughteth you'd be witheth the Darkness. What a shameth on thine part."
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Post by nox on Jan 26, 2009 0:39:45 GMT -6
Nox smirked, he hit a nerve a large one at that. "I prefer to stand neutral in the path of light and dark, it gives me choice."
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Post by imogen on Jan 26, 2009 9:17:40 GMT -6
"Oh, welleth, you would have been better in Darkness. You are almosteth a disgrace. But, better, I suppose, is thine wedding. Which you must walk down to the end of thine isle..." She looked at him with a wicked smile.
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Post by fruitycheerios on Jan 26, 2009 11:16:57 GMT -6
"How the fuck did this happen?!" Poor Kera Jones let out a looooong roar. Surely everyone could hear it. "Ugh! I will kill whoever made me- KYAAAAA NO I DO NOT WANT THE 'EFFIN DRESS!! .....Okay..I'll wear the dress...no. No veil!!!" That was all that could be heard.
"What? I SAID NO VEIL!!!! ....EEEK!! Okay, OKAY!!! I'll wear the 'EFFIN thing...." She suddenly shreiked.
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Post by lesliemoon on Jan 26, 2009 11:20:21 GMT -6
Leslie sat there, laughing as she heard the screaming. She still was wondering who this wedding was for, but who cared...? It looked like they were being forced in it. She looked behind her, and spotted Gabrielle.
"Hey Gabie!"
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