Shiv
Accepted Character
Tiny Monkey Panic Hour
Posts: 26 
Full Name: Shivers-In-The-Breeze
Species: Apple Nomad
Gender: Female
Homeworld: Ruute
Height: 2'8"
Weight: 20lb-ish
OOC Name: acorncap
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Post by Shiv on Nov 11, 2014 18:15:18 GMT
Shiv hit the ground in a tangle of limbs, and as soon as she could manage them all on the ground she bolted between Maggie's legs (Narrowly dodging getting stepped on) and toward the street. Instinctively she made for higher ground, lunging for the branchless trees and attempting to shimmy her way up them. Her bandaged feet to the smooth bark made this particularly difficult, and she'd made it perhaps a third of the way up (powered by sheer momentum.) before slowly sliding down it again to rest on the base.
By then it seemed like Maggie had replaced her with Zeke as personal breast-splitter. Shiv slowly tilted her head as she stared at them. Really, she had no clue what to make of either of them at any time. Zeke was angry and loud in an almost predictable way, but there was just no way to predict Maggie. Maggie was just too big to make any sense, she supposed.
There wasn't much for her to do, it seemed- she wasn't about to go interfering with Zeke and Maggie's... Argument? Bonding? Situation. It was reasonable to assume that they could figure themselves out without a (very small, squishable) Nomad wandering between their ankles.
She turned to her original plan: Going up. She had to unwrap her feet a little (Just a little, it hardly even mattered.) in order to get enough friction to scooch up the smooth bark, but she managed. Looking around, as before, there seemed to be very little to see. Or maybe it was just because she didn't know what she was looking for.
There were a few strange, blocky looking... things, making their way toward them. They were still a distance off, but they were coming. She stared at them for a while, and finally let out a shrill, piercing whistle that lasted a few seconds. General warning- Something Approaching, Uncertain What.
It was a pretty obvious meaning for a whistle. She was pretty sure People were capable of understanding that much.
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Zeke
Accepted Character
Posts: 13
Full Name: Ezekiel Sammael Wicker
Species: Conductor
Gender: Male
Homeworld: 1950s Earth (Parallel Universe)
Height: 4'10"
Weight: 135 lbs
OOC Name: Rott-i-kins
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Post by Zeke on Nov 13, 2014 17:13:22 GMT
Zeke bellowed his rage at being picked up, called short, and an asthmatic piece of shit.
"GRAAAAAAAWRGH!"
It was his turn to fight and attempt to twist away from Maggie's suffocating titty grip. Just as Shiv was unable to do much to escape (at least at first) so was he, and surprisingly it didn't take him all that long to just go ahead and surrender to Maggie's grasp. That didn't stop him from grumbling choice swear words into her lapels, however.
"Fuck you you stupid fuck--"
The whistling noise made him wince. Zeke shoved one hand against Maggie's face, the other pressing down firmly onto her shoulder that he could slide upwards through her arms to get a look around. Never mind her letting go of him, where was that sound coming from? It only took him a few seconds to figure it out. There was Shiv, standing at the base of a street lamp, whistling. He'd heard Shiv make an awful lot of weird noises, but never that one.
"Don't--," Zeke was about to scold her for being loud but then realized that would be terribly hypocritical of him. "What's wrong!?"
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Maggie
Accepted Character
Posts: 14
Full Name: Margarepica Euphemia Umbershaw
Species: Human (mostly)
Gender: Other
Homeworld: Shadow's Wayne/Earth, 1963
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 173 lbs
OOC Name: Husher
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Post by Maggie on Nov 14, 2014 23:12:39 GMT
✯✯✯✯✯✯✯ Maggie was used to the fighting words. She just wasn't going to take the bait and fight him. Instead, she blissfully twirled Zeke around until the sound of Shiv's call penetrated her eardrums. She paused, Zeke's hand smashed against her face and shoulder.
“Probably you, but...” she let go of Zeke so she could amble over to Shiv's position, spinning around the lamppost before setting her sights ahead of them. Shiv might have had the high ground, but Maggie could still detect the figures in the distance.
“Ah. I see.” She squinted, and to be perfectly honest, she couldn't really see all that well. She could make out the shapes, and that was about it. “Zeke, Lego monsters are approaching over the horizon. What do we do about the animated garbage cans coming our way?” She hoped the answer was DESTROY THEM -- and half the time it was -- but somehow she doubted that with Shiv around. |
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Shiv
Accepted Character
Tiny Monkey Panic Hour
Posts: 26
Full Name: Shivers-In-The-Breeze
Species: Apple Nomad
Gender: Female
Homeworld: Ruute
Height: 2'8"
Weight: 20lb-ish
OOC Name: acorncap
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Post by Shiv on Nov 21, 2014 15:15:12 GMT
Maggie answered her question for her, which was good, because she wasn't paying much attention to her companions. Shiv was still staring intently at the oncoming crew of Legamawnstos. She'd never seen something so angular and clunky and alive before.
The trees had some hefty distance between them, trunk to trunk- if they had more than one measly little branch each it would have been nothing to swing between them, and Shiv could have launched herself from her perch and made it all the way over for a closer look in seconds- the trees weren't even moving, it was practically cheating.
Gripping the branch with both feet and hands, Shiv leaned backwards as far as her limbs would let her (Which was decently far, considering.). After considering a few seconds, she shuffled herself to the furthest edge of the branch, where it's solitary fruit was growing. This was good. This was perfect.
She launched herself forward like a slingshot, shooting for the tree a good twenty feet ahead of her.
She missed the branch. But then she'd expected that much, which is why she hadn't aimed for it. Instead she slammed into the trunk about halfway down, and slid a few inches before trying to scrabble her way back up again. These truly were the worst kind of trees. They made her feet sting.
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Zeke
Accepted Character
Posts: 13
Full Name: Ezekiel Sammael Wicker
Species: Conductor
Gender: Male
Homeworld: 1950s Earth (Parallel Universe)
Height: 4'10"
Weight: 135 lbs
OOC Name: Rott-i-kins
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Post by Zeke on Nov 30, 2014 17:07:46 GMT
Zeke glanced up the street at the approaching hoard, but quickly turned back to Shiv again. He grabbed his face when he saw what she was about to do, inhaling sharply and holding his breath as she launched herself in the air. He was one hundred percent certain the monkey kid was going to crash to the asphalt and concrete and bust her goddamn collarbone but didn't. Some how. What she did do was smash into the lamp post, clearly missing her mark but managing to not smash to the ground in a million pieces. He let out the breath that he had been holding.
"We're getting the fuck out of here," Zeke hissed to Maggie. He didn't know what the fuck they were and didn't much feel like trying to figure out what they were either. He was pretty sure he wasn't going to be able to communicate with brick men anyway and wasn't sure if he wanted to.
Casting a quick glance in the direction of the Lego-Men, Zeke dashed across the street in Shiv's direction.
"Shiv, what are you doing!? We need to go!"
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