The dart bounced off the chanchito's skin like it was a blimp. There was a faint puff of purple smoke that came from the tiny hole the dart made, causing it to heal up.
The chanchito stopped and turned it's head to the attacker and looked blankly with it's black orb eyes. It then looked away and kept on walking on it's three legs, with the hind leg simply acting as support. Apparently, it was mostly harmless. Maybe.
Mary was hiding under the porch, peeking through a hole in the wood. She watched the exchange, taking every detail in.
"That's an awfully a lot of painkillers." she thought.
A sneeze threatened to give away her location. Before she could prevent it, it came out rather loudly, very audible through the wood.
Runs on Awesomeness
"Right" Kiora said, following Grimm. She dumped Valentine in a second chair and began rummaging around the kitchen for something to ease her rumbling stomach.
"Hey Sakura, you got any generic-universal-healing-jutsu or some shit?" Grimm asked.
"Wait, how do you know my mother?" Kiora responded, jerking her head around to stare at the man. I mean, sure, I do, but...
edited 23rd Apr '11 9:19:10 AM by animemetalhead
No one believes me when I say angels can turn their panties into guns.
Apparition in the Woods
Closer, faster, between trees, he makes progress. Now a house he sees, by the ruins of a carnival, and then, closer, movement in front. Someone is struggling, someone is kneeling.
A nonchalant approach, he thinks, would serve best here.
Up to the fence, leaning, he cocks his head. Standing a moment in thought, he then proceeds to the door.
edited 23rd Apr '11 9:16:48 AM by JHM
I'll hide your name inside a word and paint your eyes with false perception.
Laugh and grow dank!
Grimm stopped, returning the stare. It was an awkward moment in which he couldn't tell which one of them thought the other more bizarre. "Okay... Guess I'm not the only otaku in this carnival. Can you help these people?" She had sounded so sincere...
Awesome, thanks!
edited 24th Apr '11 5:26:07 AM by Gault
yey
Mary can't see the pig. Sorry for the location confusion.
Mary knocked out a few boards from under the porch and climbed out. She laid them upright again and stood up.
"Sorry," she said rubbing her head, "So...pigs?" There weren't sny pigs as far as she know.
Runs on Awesomeness
I've revised mine to fit
Kiora jumped as she heard what sounded like a sneeze. She really hoped it was a sneeze. If it wasn't a sneeze...
"Alright, I can get him on his feet again," Kiora said. Who knows, maybe the guy could help once he got over the shock and had the painkillers flushed from his system.
She flipped through a series of handsigns, placing one hand on the unconscious man's head and another on his abdomen.
She flinched as her hand made contact. This guy's definitely got a secret, she mused as her technique went to work, her hands surrounded in green glow.
edited 23rd Apr '11 9:25:36 AM by animemetalhead
No one believes me when I say angels can turn their panties into guns.
Too many people, and worse, too many dangerous people. Alice needed time to think, to observe, to plan. Maybe even to thin the herd... she'd stay back, for now, consider her options, see what else she could learn from the shadows.
I might be absent for a bit, which is why I'm having Alice temporarily remove herself.
Should he go after it, or not?
It was his job. Cyrus followed the giant piggy bank, his hand on his knife's hilt. His pistol would be useless here, since it seemed to have a balloon-like structure. Shredding it should do.
It probably wasn't looking for a fight, but he had to force it out anyways. Better get it once he was on its... tail.
edited 23rd Apr '11 9:24:50 AM by CrystalGlacia
"Jack, you have debauched my sloth."
Apparition in the Woods
Evan stopped mid-pace, turning mechanically to the woman emerging from beneath the porch.
"Pigs?"
I'll hide your name inside a word and paint your eyes with false perception.
Laugh and grow dank!
"Okay, good. I think they'll be safe here, for the moment." Grimm observed, eyes wide, as she did her magic. This was utterly unlike anything he had ever seen before. Maybe the joking reference to Naruto wasn't entirely inappropriate.
"You wanna go out and find out what that noise was?"
edited 23rd Apr '11 9:28:49 AM by Gault
yey
Polly crawled out from the booth where she took refuge when she heard a man speak.
"Pigs?" He asked. She took a good look at him. He was tall and thin. While he appeared youngish, the fatigue and emanciation that wore on his face made him seem beyond his years.
Polly stood up and wipped some of the mud off her jeams. She pointed in the direction of Cyrus, who was now planning another attack on the ghost.
"Uh, piggy banks," Polly said.
edited 23rd Apr '11 9:48:59 AM by BetsyandtheFiveAvengers
Runs on Awesomeness
"Just give me a second," Kiora said. "There!"
She stood up. "He needs a little more work, but that should take the edge off things. I'll revive him when I get back."
Flexing her fingers, she shuddered as she thought about what was in that guy's head. Something on par with the Kyuubi could definitely be a challenge, unfettered by Naruto's humanity.
She left the kitchen and headed for the front porch, where she was certain she'd find the noise-maker.
edited 23rd Apr '11 9:33:21 AM by animemetalhead
No one believes me when I say angels can turn their panties into guns.
Laugh and grow dank!
Grimm followed the Ninja back out on to the carnival grounds, AKMS at the ready. He wasn't taking any chances. It was clear that some serious shit was going down, and right about now the fact that he had yet to find his contact looked to be the least of his troubles.
"I got your back, midget-sama."
yey
Apparition in the Woods
Another turn to another woman, pointing at an odd scene of a teenager attacking a floating demoniac piggy bank. Unamused, he stared at the pointing woman.
"Should I be concerned...?"
I'll hide your name inside a word and paint your eyes with false perception.
Rainer wasn't dead. For some reason, this always happened, and it never ceased to be a surprise to him. Somehow he felt... better? Was that the word? Could things get better? Mind-rending things still distantly echoed but he had a nice numb feeling between him and it. He'd remembered taking a lot of pills, a whole lot of them. He wondered if he should try to throw them up. That was probably way too many.
Then he saw the girl... asleep? in front of him. He didn't like the looks of this.
Runs on Awesomeness
"Right," Kiora said, staring. "I don't know what passes for normal in this world, but where I come from, we don't have giant piggy banks."
Still, she supposed it couldn't be considered too normal, because she wasn't the only one looking at it oddly.
edited 23rd Apr '11 9:46:33 AM by animemetalhead
No one believes me when I say angels can turn their panties into guns.
Evan's nonchalant tone embarassed Polly. She felt herself blush pink as she looked down at her feet.
"Well, don't you think it's strange? And, don't you think we should help him?"
I draw stuff.
"A shame, a shame..." said the magician as he shook his head. He was ready to show himself to the girl, but she disappeared in the fog, leaving no trace behind. He wanted to hear her frightened screams and then introduce himself just for the laughs, she was just an unarmed child, unlike the exorcist and the ninja. If he was going to reveal himself, it'd be better doing it to someone relatively harmless. A safe target without consequences, but the thought of her vanishing struck him.
Indeed, another anomaly like him...No, not like him...but still, not "normal".
Fascinating.
Still undetectable to the normal eye, he decided to return to where he first found himself in this strange place — the house of mirrors. His plan was simple: wait for further developments. Once settled there, he removed a green bottle and a glass, poured some wine from the bottle on the recipient and started drinking it through small sips.
OOC: I'll be absent for a while. Gotta go to the bookstore.
edited 23rd Apr '11 9:49:39 AM by Fancolors
I'm going to be gone too.
The chanchito simply countinued to walk behind the booths, ignoring its persuer. It turned a corner.
Laugh and grow dank!
"My sentiments exactly." Grimm agreed. He next voiced an open question. "Okay- just what the fuck is that? Can anyone tell me? Because it's been one long supernatural freak-show ever since I arrived here." He turned to the Ninja. "No offense."
He didn't expect he'd get an answer. "Can we at least break it to get at the money inside? They don't pay me enough for this shit... You know just how underfunded the UN is? Why do you think I'm using an AK? It's a fine gun, don't get me wrong, but it's not exactly the newest. Fucking Americans, skipping out on their payments. Cheap bastards..." He started rambling. Seems the pills were starting to kick in. Odd, the painkillers were depressants, not stimulants. He should be having the opposite reaction. They were pain killers, to be sure. He hadn't packed the wrong medication...
When hopped up on meds, Grimm's mind tended to wander. And so, obligingly, did his mouth. He was normally more of a professional than this, but recent events had brought back some old memories of UNAMIL he'd rather have forgotten, and the drugs were starting to loosen him up.
edited 23rd Apr '11 9:55:09 AM by Gault
yey
Apparition in the Woods
He looked back at the bizarre altercation. Had one looked closely, in better light, one might have seen the contractions of a smile on his face. He turned back to Polly.
"Does he need it?"
I'll hide your name inside a word and paint your eyes with false perception.
Cyrus heard everyone whispering about him further behind him.
...What's their problem? Can't they just leave him alone and let him do his job?
Keeping his senses locked on the piggy bank's presence, he shot everyone a glare.
Maybe they'd shut up and go away now.
edited 23rd Apr '11 10:20:31 AM by CrystalGlacia
"Jack, you have debauched my sloth."
Runs on Awesomeness
"Well," Kiora said, grinning. "I know a way we can find out what's inside." If the technique works here, she added silently. Clapping her hands together, there was a small spark of lightning, but the Chidori didn't jump to life.
Frowning, she flipped through handsigns for the jutsu, and thankfully, her right hand erupted in lightning.
She turned to her babbling companion. "You okay?"
edited 23rd Apr '11 10:00:30 AM by animemetalhead
No one believes me when I say angels can turn their panties into guns.
Before Polly could reply to Evan, she noticed that the boy shot the two of them a glare. She cleared her throat.
"I guess not."
OOC: This is going to be interesting...
A figure walks.
Through the mist and the dead grass, legs move on narrow feet, quickly yet with little sound, shadow-like. Feet in worn high-top sneakers, laced tense and haphazard, over dirty socks under unwashed jeans hanging loosely over a thin frame.
He does not care for appearance. His clothes are unmatched, his hair unwashed, short, a mottle of strawberry blond and premature grey, same as the sweatshirt, the eyes. He is emaciated. Though unshaven, he has no trace of a beard. He is pale and almost boyish, foxlike, angular. His head moves like his feet, spotting the outline of ruined machinery.
Evan, his name is, or so he would say. He has no love of names.
There is a knife in his pocket. Several, in fact. For a quarry, for a price, for the sake of not growing still, not growing bored.
Bored again.
A figure walks.
I'll hide your name inside a word and paint your eyes with false perception.