Not the Destination - a Roadtrip RP

Iris could only stare at the RV dumbfounded. "Wow, this may actually give Kenny's van a run for ugliest vehicle I have ever seen. Got to give them props for coming up with such an ingenious anti-theft measure; no one is going to try to take this car." Iris grabbed her suitcase and made for the vehicle. "I'll help you in a bit Yuna, just going to get this on there first. And Marv, you should be thanking her for all empty luggage. Makes your job easier roadie" Seeing Ta-chan in the front, Iris gave her a small wave before eyeing the driver curiously. She made her way to the side door and knocked "DEA, open up"

"We have nothing to show you fascists!"

There was a brief pause before Helena popped open the door. "Yeah, the car's pretty terrible, but hey, we got it for free at a raffle, so whatever."

Having spent the ride wrapped up in his coat in the back of the RV, Arthur opened one eye. “Lenin cat approves of your hatred of evil fascism,” he said, then turned on his side and resumed snoring.

Meanwhile, in the van, Kenneth was... well, the correct verb to describe the van would probably be "careening". The best adverb would be "recklessly". So, as the van recklessly careened into the bunnyperson diner, known far and wide for its delicious pancakes, Kenneth was laughing maniacally.

"... So then, the Abderite asks the eunuch... 'How many grandchildren, then?"

During most of the trip to the pancake house, Rachel was struck for a very real fear for her life coming from Kenneth reckless an crazy driving. Her grip on the car's handhold was such that she found just how easily the thing would just come off its mount... and then with wide open startled eyes just popped it back in. Vampires are a resilient sort... however, if there was someone that could kill her in a car crash it would most definitely be Kenneth driving this hellish vehicle, spouting nonsense jokes while it was raining.

By the time they arrived, she finally was able to let out a breath she had been holding in since nearly the moment they set out and then says "Really!? That's what you talk about after almost killing us all? Did you find your drivers license on a cereal box? What was that? My toddler little sister drives Mario Kart more safely! A-And really that joke?! That was offensive to Abderites! And Eunuch! And strangely enough, ostriches as well!"

Trying to understand Kenneth's joke only managed to confuse Alice. While she knew most of the words he used, the way they interacted with one another didn't make a lot of sense to her. Besides, the implications related to how that poor man was castrated managed to create a rather sad and crude image in her mind, which is why she decided to give up on trying to understand that particular story.

Nonetheless, there were more important matters right now, like Ken's decidedly non-safe-for-life driving skills...

-“I agree with the elegant lady, you should be more careful, Ken. Most broken vehicles can be fixed, but broken people can't most of the time.”

Right now, Alice was genuinely upset about her friend's carelessness... But, once again, it's not like her voice could convey that disgust. “At least everyone arrived to this place without any injuries”, she thought in order to calm herself; it's not like she wanted to fight with her friend, despite over his daredevil conduct... In a certain way, she understood why he was so reckless and carefree, but that kind of attitude wasn't appropriate as long as they were driving other people.

-“...Maybe you could let someone else drive on our way to the next destination. It would make me feel better if you do it that way.”

edited 2nd Nov '14 3:15:12 PM by VPhantom

RV

Sylvester turned his eye to Arthur as the other two got on, mildly concerned for his friend's mental state, and the possibility the human was slipping into insanity. Nah, that'd be ssssssssilly he thought to himself, even his thoughts hissing. He turned back to the other three and shrugged his shoulders. "It'ssssssss terrible, not by my choice." He hissed back before opening the door. "Now let'ssssss get on and be on our way. Helena, come up here while the resssssst of you take your place back there."

Marvin lugged the last of his luggage into the back of the RV, sticking it on top of the growing pile of stuff that was everyone else's luggage. After helping Yuna with the last of her luggage, he climbed into the RV, and glanced around, nodding at Sylvester and Tsukika.

"So...I just sit down somewhere, yeah?"

Iris let out a small chuckle. "Must have been one hell of a second prize for you to risk winning this. I'm Iris by the way, Yuna and Ta-chan's friend." She then put her luggage with the others and took a seat. With the exception of Ta-chan, she really didn't know the people in the RV. The driver must be Sylvester, but the lack of lamius girl made Iris wonder where his sister was. There would be plenty of time to get to know everyone at the diner. However, one of the passengers caught Iris' attention, a young boy holding a bass guitar. "You new to the band? Or did I simply not care to notice you before now since you're the bass player?"

"I'm new to the band." Bud replied. "And I'll choose to take that as a compliment, because it means I'm doing my job." He plucked himself a quick ditty. "Name's Bud. If you take issue with the fellow carrying me right now, I'd be happy to try working with someone else. You know, see what works best. He understands."

Jake was a little peeved that Bud was so ready to leave him, but then again, he didn't really care about being in the band. He was just excited to play, but even that passes eventually.

"Yeah, the thing's pretty cool. He pretty much plays by himself with his 'mace pond' thing. You wanna try?" Jake asked, holding up Bud for Iris to take.

RV

"Whoo, shotgun! I'll mean that literally if any of you touches my laptop, by the way."

Hopping up from her seat she rushed over to the front and unseat-belted Tsukika from front side passenger.

"My turn now; get in the back!"

Kenneth ran his fingers through his hair awkwardly at Alice's admonition. He could tell she was displeased. "Sorry. Maybe when the others get here, we can get a different driver. I don't really like driving anyway, and I'm not used to having people in the car that can, y'know, get injured... sorry about that. Buuuuuut," he said, his awkward smile turning into a genuine grin, "now they have to pay! C'mon, let's get a table!" He ran in to the restaurant, grinning at the seater, a cute bunny woman. "Hey, can we get seating for, uh..." Me, Plug-n-play, Bones, Nosfermata, Horsehair, Icepick, The Groupie, Eye Spy, Sssssylvester, Featherscale, Jack-o-Chan, Arthur, and Lady Goo... "Thir...teen? Yeah, thirteen. Though, uh, we have a lamius coming, is that okay? Oh, and a harpy."

edited 3rd Nov '14 10:50:28 PM by SarcasticallyInsane

Tsukika got up out of the seat and enthusiastically launched herself towards Iris, arms outstretched, calling out "Iris-chan!!!" as she attempted to glomp the other girl quite eagerly.

Sylvester shook his head once everyone was onboard and packed. "Now can we pleassssssssse go?" He asked, his tail twitching impatiently, before anyone would get a chance to answer, he was already putting the RV in motion. While Kenneth's driving was reckless and far too fast, Sylvester was...also way too fast for comfort but gave off the idea that he knew what he was doing.

Eitherway, they would arrive at the BHOP without a scratch, but more than likely a few scared passengers and drivers still on the road.

"A sentient bass guitar? As if simply being the bassist wasn't bad enough. Though things could be worse; you could have been a drum set." She gave a smirk to let Bud know she was just joking with him, not entirely sure if the possessed instrument could actually see. "Nice to meet you Bud, looking forward to hearing you play with the band." Iris gave the boy a look over. "He looks alright, but may be fun to mix and match." As the boy held out the the guitar for her, Iris hesitated, having never held a musical instrument before. "Mace pond huh? Sounds metal." But before Iris could take the guitar, she was nearly tackled by Ta-chan. "Haha, hey Ta-chan. I knew I forgot to pack something. Oh well, I am sure I could get football padding somewhere on the road." The smile Iris gave her friend quickly turned to surprise as the vehicle suddenly lurched forward and began climbing to a speed she did not expect from an RV. With no seat belts in the back, it was all she could do to cling to her friend to keep the two from tumbling around with every turn.

"Jake, Jake. Please hold me close, Jake." Bud intoned. "I literally cannot tell you how stressed I am, but please don't let me get smashed by this man's driving. And again, the word is Bass Bond."

Sylvester's RV

Yuna sat happily in the RV, right next to Marvin, her pleasantly cold skin brushing up against her boyfriend. She looked at the sentient bass with interest. "You look pretty interesting... Nice to meetcha Bud-san. I'm Yuna, the guitarest of the band."

"Oh. Bass Bond! Yeah, I'll remember that now." Jake said before casting an annoyed glance in Yuna's direction.

"Yeah, and I suppose I'm just not here." He said as he rolled his eyes away, muttering under his breath. "Jerk..."

"Jake, you still have not pulled me closer." Bud crooned out, still unable to express any amount of stress. "It's nice to met you, Yuna. Good to meet the guitarist; I'll need to know who I'm following. Or guiding. Jake gets angry when he is slighted, and in the absence of other people interested in playing me I'd prefer you stay on his good side too."

"We're Here." Sylvester announced as they pulled in. "Pleasssssssss exit the vehicle, and may whatever you eat stay inside you until you do sssssssso." he instructed, gesturing to the door.

Marvin stood up perhaps a little shakily, offering Yuna a hand up as they exited the vehicle.

"Your driving hasn't changed a bit, Sylvester. Are we ever going to hear the story of how you got your license?"

After stepping down from the vehicle, Alice took a brief moment to observe the establishment. As a mechanical lifeform, she didn't need to eat a all, (not that she could anyway, as she lacked taste-buds and food would just clog her internal mechanisms) so restaurants were something she wasn't too familiar with, but the fact that this one had such a peculiar bunny motif really intrigued her. There were so many questions she wanted to ask, so she decided that she could start by “interrogating” one of the bunny girls that were near the entrance.

-“Excuse me good miss, there's something I'd like to know. Why th-”

However, as she took a step forward, and before she could even formulate her question, Alice tripped over the unsuspecting employee, knocking her down and taking them both to the ground in a rather awkward and harsh way. This accident wasn't caused by mere clumsiness, but by an unfortunate phenomenon the mechanical girl experienced sporadically: A temporary power-outage that forced her to shutdown without any warning, rendering her “unconscious” for a couple of seconds or even a few minutes.

And now, the poor attendant had to deal with a dead looking girl crushing her with all the unexpected weight the super-alloy frame added to her seemly petite body... Talk about a terrible first impression.

edited 7th Nov '14 12:24:26 AM by VPhantom

It's IHOP To The Left

Helena hopped out of Sylvester's RV no worse for wear; she was quite accustomed to her brother's driving by now.

"Alright, everybody still alive? Good; fear's a good motivator for eating! Bro, try not to eat any of the waiters."

The hostess stared at Kenneth. "Thirteen? Including two preda- a Lamius and a Harpy? Um, I... don't think we can seat that many, our largest table is 12, so..."

"Oh, that'll be fine, too!" Kenneth said. "Larry can stay in the car, and..."

Then Alice fell down.

"We'll get that," Kenneth said as the hostess got more and more nervous as Kenneth strained to lean Alice's frame on to him without falling. These people are crazy! Our servers are going to get eaten, he wants a dozen seats, oh my god this can't get any worse!

"Um, which way was the table?" Kenneth asked.

"Th-this way," the hostess said. I'll put them in Kairi, Jamie, and George's section. Those bastards still haven't payed for eating my whole garden. This should teach them some self control!