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Razel enters as Hendee walks out and blinks, seeing Potato's shenanigans. What.
The greenblooded wiggler sitting at the table is simply enjoying himself watching Potato's antics while he drank his fruit juice, he liked this guy.
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"Why yes, Miss Lemmon, it is. In fact this particular window is the HEAVEN'S RISING, an ancient weapon of which has been passed down in my religion for at least a thousand years. It's a very, unique window ma'am."
Doktor is about to put his nasty metal claws on Potato when Vakyus...
Giggles?
Doktor seems to just stop for a moment, then lowers his hands and stares at Vakyus and Mitrah.
He looks at Mitrah.
"Did zkhe not juzt laugkh?"
Zeriia wakes up in one of the booths.
Was... was she sleeping there the past few days?
Why yes... yes she was.
Zzzzzzzzzz... whazzahuh...zzzzzzzzzzz?
I have a tumblr.
Mitrah Clambers up onto Doktors other shoulder from his back and nods, Now seated firmly on the previously unoccupied shoulder Giggling herself. I think she did~!
The little troll Smiles down at Potato, Giggling happily. Boy that other wiggler sure is silly~!
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Guess I'mma Spoiler Everything :T
Lemmon tilts her head.
"What'S A ReligioN? ThaT SoundS LikE A FuN WeapoN ThougH! WhaT CaN IT DO?"
Trolls[magneticKobold]-[facetiousDuality]-[sweetmeatSweetheart]
I have too many trolls to bother profiling and listing them all sorry.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
Another rock is thrown at the Doktor's mask, as it seems he is DISTRACTED. WHAT THE GRUB? EVERY SUPERVILLAIN KNOWS NOT TO SUCCUMB TO SILLY DISTRACTIONS!
The situation was DIRE! A wiggler was in TROUBLE!
Potato then sees Zeriia. He takes a moment of his own distraction to shout to her.
zahreeah its not sayf heer yoo half to hide!!!!!!!!!!
He seems serious!
Fuego's still waddling about.
Maybe he'll just go wait in the car.
Alunas enters the cafe.
Despite Salom's advice, Apinel instinctively hides under her table.
The orangeblooded wiggler sighs and crawls into a seat near Fuego's seat.
"A religion is a way of life. As for what it can do, the first thing is that when I'm not paying attention it resizes itself to be the best size for the situation. For example, when I go outside it grows far large, or when I swing it and the like. When I spin it it tends to grow thinner, and related. But the real trick to it is simple. Do you want to guess how this window has survived that long, Miss Lemmon?"
Doktor is confused by this Wiggler. Did someone hire a kid to defeat him? He is a silly one.
"KHEKHE okay but zeriouzly, vkhat exzaktly are you doing? Vkhy are you tkroving rokks at me?"
Zeriia looks over at Potato confused then giggles. He must be playing another one of his games.
Zzzzzzzzzzz... OK Potatatotoatoatotoa...zzzzzzzzzzzzz
She hides underneath the table of the booth she was in.
I have a tumblr.
Mitrah Hums softly, then taps Doktor's Mask, Trying to get his attention. The little one smiles happily as she swings her legs from her position of the Trolls shoulder. She is fascinated by both how one wiggler is freaking out, and how this Troll doesn't seem to notice that she has managed to climb up onto his shoulder.
Hey~ Hey~ Heeeeeey~ How come your Wearing that mask? Will you be my friend? Do you like cookies? What is her name? Why is that person throwing rocks at you? How come you have metal claw thingies? Did you hurt your hands? Is your face ok?
Guess I'mma Spoiler Everything :T
Potato points at THE NEFARIOUS DOCTOR. HE KNOWS what he did, and he has a PUNISHMENT TO PAY for it! Potato makes sure Zeriia is safe under a table before addressing THE NEFARIOUS DOCTOR! He refers to Vakyus when saying,
yooo!!!!!!!!!!!!! unhand the wihgler or else yoo'll suhfer the mite-y rath of POTATO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Flex.
"IS IT UnbreakablE? OR MaybE YoU FiX IT!"
Lemmon seems to think on it for a while.
"It'S MAGIC!"
Trolls[magneticKobold]-[facetiousDuality]-[sweetmeatSweetheart]
I have too many trolls to bother profiling and listing them all sorry.
Snadro examines the Cafe and takes a long drag of his cigarette.
"==~ Sick, man....HACK!"
Tossing the butt on the ground and rubbing it out with his striking orange shoes (hey man, it'd be rude to smoke in there), Snadro enters the Cafe and takes a seat at the bar, ordering a stiff drink.
Fuego didn't mind the business of the orange wriggler at all. Eye contact only being from passes from the corner of his own eye, just to get something to look at, the rest of the time having similar peeks at Vicari.
Too nervous to man up and say something is what that is.
|}-|}ut, I..um think yours compliment you quite well.
He is just quite the charmer, isn't he?
The quiet purring of a DOOKBEAST can be heard as a white blur exits the cafe again. Then, somebody approaches the door. Oh me, oh my, is that who I think it is?
Yes, it's that tall, suave, coolest of cool trolls and the big daddy of all the bad guys. None other than Don Redblood enters the cafe. He heads to the counter and takes a cool, collective gaze at the current hustling, bustling crowd.
$ My my, quite the crowd today .00 He looks towards the servebot.
$ $ame a$ la$t time, fine$t drink ya got .00 His words as smooth as the drink he just ordered.
((Sorry that post took so long. I like to make sure to give The Don a dazzling introduction every time lol))
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Even the eyes of the universe need rest...
My Karacturs:
A diminutive girl pushes open the doors to the cafe.
Hopy mother of cluck! she whispers, standing in the doorway with a huge grin and wide eyes.
It is her first time visiting this cafe, and she certainly seems excited about it!
The little one skips over to the counter to get out of the way, taking in the sights and perhaps looking for company.
((So many orange bloods!))
The Doktor pauses to answer Mitrah.
"Tkhe mazk and tkhe claws are mine to dizcuzz. My vake is okay but von't be witkhout tkhe mask. And khe appearz to tkhink I've kidnapped dear Vakyus khere.
He ignores the friend question.
The Doktor stares. NOTHING CAN DEFEAT THAT FLEX. Vakyus swoons as-
GASMASKSTARE
"Khekhekhe vkhy vould I unkhand my greatezt vriend?"
"Well actually, that's kind of close. The sacred weapon is blessed with the light of the alternian sun, and thus a doomed spirit is bonded to it. It regenerates from the largest piece near the base if damaged. Would you like to s-"
But Lemmon has wandered off in search of coolness.
Alunas waves to Mitrah enthusiastically.