Karzahni looked at the bird that had been shot out of the sky.
"You going to eat that frozen piece of junk?"
baby orb
'It is perfectly servicable food' Said Alice (To Karzahni). 'I've had far worse. And it's not very civil to get involved in the eating habits of others.'
trust the orb
Karzahni looked at the girl then at the bird, at the girl then at the bird.
"Oh, thats right, you creatures usually burn your food don't you?".
Karzahni picked up the bird and walked off in direction of the ship's kitchen.
"Coming?".
edited 29th Aug '11 12:59:13 AM by biomechtraveler
THE SLORG!
"I suppose, but it does rule out a heat stroke... Well, probably anyway" Jim said to Rogue with a shrug. He walked back out on deck in time for a frozen avian to thump into the deck, and Karzahni pick it up
"Well, that's one way to put more variety in the menu. I don't think Dash can eat that either though" Jim thought aloud as he looked at the bird.
edited 29th Aug '11 1:03:59 AM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.
baby orb
Alice did not know if he was talking to her or not.Probably not.Whatever. Though wary, was also hungry, so she decided to follow Karzahni into the kitchen anyway. However, she kept her Vorpal Blade in her apron pocket and her hand on the Vorpal Blade, just in case.
edited 29th Aug '11 1:09:41 AM by iamreallyyou
trust the orb
Karzahni went into the kitchen and put the bird on the stove; he did not turn it on.
Turning around he spoke to Alice.
"I guess you know how to proceed with... here Karzahni gestured at the bird.
"I do not know what to do with it so I will leave it to you to decide how to burn it to your tastes".
Karzahni walked out of the kitchen.
arachnidsGrip
"Oh, so you think you got it all covered, do ya?" Dante shot back from his spot on top the cabin, giving the side a playful kick for effect. "In that case, I'll just leave ya be - I'm sure you'll find a way to see 'round that hunk of metal without me."
Verbal volleying done for now, he leaned back and gave Garrus a cocky little salute. "You take the low ground, and I'll stick to sittin' pretty up here. Maybe lady luck will smile on us toda-"
And then, because lady luck was a fickle bitch, he was cut off by Lee bumbling around and randomly assaulting 47. With that unfocused wobble and slurring words, he could take a damn good guess as to what had happened. Poor kid looked like a stumbling drunk that just wandered out of the bar and out into the streets. This situation was exacerbated even more by the fact that Aki had taken her rifle and decided it was a good idea to hold Lee at gunpoint and demand him to halt, with all of this happening right next to him no less. Seeing the writing on the wall, he decided to go down there himself and restrain the kid before he got a black eye or worse...
Oh, never mind. Kirby got him in his suction. Fat lady might as well be belting loud and proud now.
Visibly relaxing after the neutralization of the poor kid, he tilted his head at Aki. He doubted the girl would try to aim her rifle at Kirby or whatever, but a little reassurance couldn't hurt. "Show's over, Aki." he muttered "He ain't gettin' out of there until we say so." He knew this from experience, being inside that black hole Kirby called a stomach. That...that really wasn't something he wanted to dwell too hard about.
That still didn't take care of the issue of where to put him once Kirby spat him out. Kirby could always eat Lee, but that seemed a mite bit too extreme for a kid who was possibly about to experience his first hangover. He glanced at the little white bottle Raspberyl had picked up, and remembered seeing it before the night before.
"Poor kid can't hold his liquor!" he said with a chuckle, swinging his legs over the side of the cabin. "But we can't exactly have a drunk stumblin' on deck..."
47 seemed a little less relieved of this development and little more alarmed at the method of restraint. Understandable, seeing how that method was eating people. "Yeah, that's his thing - sucking people in like a vacuum; sometimes he'll copy their powers too for shits and giggles. Don't worry, he can't spit 'em back out once he's done with 'em. Wouldn't be sittin' up here if he couldn't, heh."
edited 29th Aug '11 8:47:29 AM by IBLiS
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baby orb
Alice looked at the stove. One one hand, the hateful abomination had left. However, this did not seem like the stoves in London. However, using the lavels on the buttons Alice figured out how to first 'De-frost' it and then cook it. Alice momentarily considered eating it all, but decided it would be more honest to share it. She cut herself a slice, and used the Vorpal Blade to scratch a message on a peice of barrel, saying to share.
She then left, and discovered, to her mild annoyance, that the troublesome Ace of Spades was in her pocket all along. She wondered wether to find Emily and tell her to stop looking, but decided against it.
edited 29th Aug '11 1:29:09 AM by iamreallyyou
trust the orb
Travis stayed in his little corner by the cabin. With his motorcycle now a small rowboat, he didn't really have anything to tinker with. He found this goddamned pirate curse annoying. Sure, the look was cool, but the things it changed weren't(Okay, the Edelweiss changing into a giant battleship was pretty cool, so were the changes in his Beam Swords. Mainly he just wanted to gripe about his bike.).
He was snapped out of his feuding by the sounds of a drunk stumbling around. He got back to actually being aware of his surroundings, seeing that Lee was apparently a mess once given liquor.
"Who gave the kid booze?!" He called out, though it seemed the situation was solved, somewhat. The pink guy(wasn't he 'Kirby' or something?) swallowed him, maybe to let him stew and cool off for a bit, albeit in a terrifying way(He sure hoped he never got on the pink ball's bad side).
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.
Da biggest Warboss 'ere
Gene removed his had just as Samus asked, smirk always smiling. It would seem Samus was even less friendly than before, and in that kind of outfit he couldn't blame her. He could have been funny and rub the shoulder, since that was technically "moving" the hand, but the bounty hunter was the Olivia type of girl. Though the God Hand hadn't see her pull a hatchet from out of no where he knew that arm cannon was not joke. "Sorry" He mock apologized as he listened on the conversation. There was nothing he could really add. It was true, the whole pirate thing was overblown and incredibly candy coated, but it sure made some great stories.
The commotion on deck took the martial artist turned buccaneer's attention, and he saw the new kid attempting to attack 47. He stepped out on deck to solve the problem when Kirby was beat him to the punch, sucking Lee into that gaping hole he called a mouth. When he heard Dante's explanation of why the shinobi was acting so strange , Gene looked rather confused. They hadn't even tapped the keg yet "Where the hell did he get the booze then?" He asked, looking around until he saw the small bottle rolling around the deck as the ship rocked in the water. Maybe he brought it here.
Gene then turned to the assassin, who looked a little ruffled up from the attacking (though it was from actually falling down the stairs). "Hey, are you alright?" He asked. It would be rude not to.
Sometimes I even amaze myself. Currently: Nice and sneaky like
"W-Woah!" Lee said as he was sucked inside of kirby, struggling all the way.
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!
"I'm fine, thanks."
After a little thought, he added,
"Are we competent enough in maritime skills to man a ship?"
edited 29th Aug '11 3:49:15 AM by Korodzik
Screw the Lion!
Luckily for Oswald, the a few of the seagulls were flying towards him in the longboat crow's nest. The rabbit pulled out shillelagh, aimed it and kept himself steady, and then swung at one of the fleeing, hoping to score knock it out of the air and onto the deck.
"Well before, I did it with reckless abandon. Now I can't control myself!" ~ Jesse Cox, 2014
Hunter
Samus had followed Gene outside to see what exactly was going on, her questions answered when Dante had explained the situation. Instead of wondering how Lee had gotten drunk, though, she did question why he had chosen to drink at this moment. During breakfast, she did warn everyone that something was lurking in these waters, and she would have hoped they'd keep focused on that.
When 47 had asked if the group was competent enough to sail, she did think about that herself...At least before settling on an answer. "We might be able to, I don't think Batou knows how to sail a ship like this, but he's doing fine so far. Maybe we just know what to do due to the curse?"
"But anyway...what should we do about him?" She asked the group, pointing to Kirby. She was, of course, referring to Lee. "We can't let him wander around while he's drunk, that's risky even if someone is watching him...Unless we keep him in one of the rooms in the lower deck..."
Spellcaster
Lina growled in annoyance. "Hello, PAY ATTENTION WHEN I'M TRYING TO HELP! I said that I can deal with him. I'll hit him with a weak ice spell and even if it doesn't sober him up, which I bet it will, he'll be too frozen to do any harm." She strode over to stand in front of Kirby, her (more piratey) cape billowing behind her.
"Alright Kirby," she positioned her hands as though holding a bow and aimed at the pink puff-ball's mouth. Let him go when I release the spell, got it?" To all appearances, casting the spell had been decided. Lina was blind to any protests or distractions that might arise now. "Freeeeze..." A blue energy shaped appeared in her hands, exactly in the shape of the once imaginary bow. She pulled back on the string. "ARROW!" Icy blue power crackled as it flew from her hands, just like the arrow her words promised.
You guys are free to have a fight anywhere you want to, but interfering with an innocent girl’s meal is unforgivable.
Seeing that Kirby had once again resolved what could have been an ugly situation by means of his inhalation ability, Raspberyl slowed her pace as she approached 47.
"Are you alright, mister?" the Delinquent asked, despite the assassin appearing more or less unharmed. Once Dante and Gene had posed their questions regarding the source of Lee's booze , Raspberyl headed over to the majority of the group, still grasping the neck of the bottle in one hand.
"I dunno, but this is the stuff he had." Raspberyl reported, offering the bottle to anyone who wished to inspect it. Having very little knowledge about alcohol in general, Raspberyl decided she would let the others handle any judgment on whether or not this stuff was safe to drink. While she was certainly willing to believe Lee couldn't hold his liquor, she'd never seen drunkenness instantaneously turn someone violent before. Then again, Raspberyl hadn't been around many drunk people before.
"Ahh! Wait!" Raspberyl yelped as Lina fired off her supposedly-harmless spell in the direction of the little Dreamlander's mouth. She only hoped it worked and was as weak as the sorceress insisted it was, as there wasn't much she could do to stop it.
Dreams of Revenge
Kyle, being currently occupied with sailing the ship, could only spare a backward glance as Sub-Zero collapsed and was duly carried below deck. He was tempted to ask what happened, but he had a feeling that they knew as much as he did: namely, nothing at all. For now, it seemed that the wisest course of action would be to just focus on sailing the ship as best as he could.
Locking you up on radar since '09
"I am not hurt", 47 repeated when Raspberyl inquired. "I can take quite a lot of punishment."
Kirby concentrated on holding Rock Lee inside as everyone discussed what they should do with him. It was difficult, on account of his struggling and tasting kind of funky. Nevertheless, he began the process of copying him, figuring he might as well take advantage of the situation.
Then, Lina strutted up to him and started talking about using an ice spell. Kirby's eyes widened as he panicked, but having a mouthful of shinobi kept him from protesting. He watched Lina carefully, sweat dropping from his head as he nervously got ready to spit Lee out of his mouth. As soon as he saw her fire the ice arrow, he regurgitated Lee like a cannon, launching him directly in the path of Lina's spell. At the same time, Kirby began to transform with a brilliant flash of light!
Once the light dissipated, Kirby now sported Rock Lee's black bowl cut and giant eyebrows. This was, of course, on top of his eye patch and gold tooth granted to him by the curse zone.
"Ahhhhhh-" Lee yelled until the ice bolt froze him. Under the ice, you could see his blush go away.
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!
Snake found himself wondering if he was really here experiencing this or if this was a dream he was having because he let Otacon drone on a bit too much. First the little pink thing opened hits mouth about as big as its body and sucked in the kid like a vacuum. Then the pink thing spat him out and got his hair somehow. After that the girl Lina flung some chunk of ice and froze the green kid solid.
Snake took a second to process all of this, finding it very hard to believe that magic was just suddenly a real thing now. he shook his head and walked over to Lina, looking down at her. "You better have a way to thaw him out carefully." he growled out. He could already tell that this place was not going to stop messing with him.
47 said nothing, but was silently impressed by Kirby's copying of Rock Lee. And supposedly he can copy people's powers as well, not just hairdos. Fascinating.
"I... believe he won't get away from this without at least a cold," he said, pointing to Rock Lee. Normally I would assume the kid could easily die under all this ice, but considering all the unusual durability I've seen in these people, I'd say that Extremus works by slightly more forgiving rules.
edited 29th Aug '11 3:18:10 PM by Korodzik
arachnidsGrip
"Sounds like a plan." Dante said from his perch, looking down at Samus. He wasn't going to lie, he was enjoying the view from up there. But there were more important matters, like stumbling drunks. Hopping down from the top of the cabin, he landed with a thump and strode towards Beryl to inspect the bottle in her hand. "Someone better keep an eye on him just in case - kid seems like an angry drunk to me."
Wherever he was going with that one was cut short, as the newest member decided to raise a fuss and shoot Kirby with a bolt of ice. The half-devil was already tensing for whatever stupid shit would follow in its wake, when the puffball spat out Lee. Poor kid was hit and frozen, but at the very least he seemed to be breathing. Didn't look all that smashed either, which was a plus.
That, and Kirby had apparently done some copying on the side for the hell of it. Dante gave a small smirk at the pink cottonball and quipped "Nice eyebrows."
Giant caterpillar eyebrows aside, Lee was still frozen in place. All things considered, that was probably a pretty shitty thing to be for him.
"...Now someone's definitely gotta keep an eye on him. Kid's gonna be lucky if a cold's the worst he gets outta this." He gestured at the block of ice that was now Lee, rolling his eyes slightly at Lina. Then he turned towards Beryl, who still had the bottle in her hand. "Beryl, y'think you could thaw him out?"
While he was waiting for her answer, he deftly took the demon's offer and picked up the bottle to inspect it. It was unlabeled, giving no clue as to what mystery booze it was. But taking a sniff of its contents revealed that it was alcohol, but not exactly the strongest stuff on the shelf.
"...He got plastered on this? This couldn't have made a fly tipsy." He exclaimed, giving the bottle an incredulous look. Now he was definitely sure that the kid couldn't hold his liquor, not if he gotten drunk on one drop of this stuff. Strange that he was smuggling it in the first place, but at least he hadn't brought in anything stronger. God forbid what would happened if the alcohol content went above 1.
edited 30th Aug '11 3:14:52 PM by IBLiS
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Did Nothing Wrong
Aki blinked. That hadn't been what she was expecting, at least as far as she was expecting anything specific. She'd forgotten about the pink one . Then the newest newcomer froze him with some kind of magic, only it wasn't going to be lethal. Probably. She realized she still had her rifle pointed at the group, and quickly lowered it. It was over now, quickly and with something of an anticlimax, and that meant she was free to concentrate at something that that had suddenly much more important. The bald man, in fact. The bald man with the barcode tattooed on the back of his shaven head. That was... important. Just important. Horribly important.
There was really nothing else to say about it.
Aki grabbed her bizarre rifle in one hand (the carrying strap had disappeared when it had changed), and carefully swung herself off the end of the cabin. 47 would hear a soft thump from the deck behind him, and a kind of tangible manifestation of humanity's combined awkward tainting the air and trying to burrow into his ears to whisper sweet tainted ellipses in his mind. The girl straightened up behind him, and it dawned on her that she didn't actually have any idea what his name was. It also dawned on her that the pink thing had started looking like the frozen man, but that paled in comparison to the back of the bald man's head.
"Um, sir?"
edited 29th Aug '11 3:48:18 PM by TheMalignancy
When Lee had charged him, 47 wasn't anticipating the attack and was just turning around; he only barely managed to jump aside when he heard rushing footsteps behind his back, but since he didn't have much room to move around, he ended up tripping and falling down the stairs.
He stood up quickly, obviously not injured, but this sure had strengthened his dislike of Rock Lee.
Though not enough to prevent 47 from shouting "Hey!" as Kirby vacuum'd up the unruly fist fighter.
He did notice that the rest of the group seemed non-alarmed by this development, though.
"Does... does the pink thing often do that?"
edited 28th Aug '11 11:45:55 PM by Korodzik