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Post by Hildegard Merquise on May 11, 2010 19:11:38 GMT -5
[[OOC: Sorry for fail xDD;; It's been a while since I had to start a random thread]] [/i] There was something about fog she didn't like, it seemed to bring dread and uncertainty. Or at l;east that was how it played out in a video game she had played. Perhaps it was only because she played it that she too feared the fog. Wondering if there's be a body found hanging from an antenna, electric pole.. something. There was one thing to be said about herself... She played too many video games sometimes. BUuutttt, that was all about who she was. Comics, anime, video games..and all that stuff. A day where she'd rather be inside,was one where her father would ask something of her. A text message informed her of the task.... Grocery shopping.. Out in the fog! Great! just great! No,w she needed to be careful and not anger anyone, witness any murders.... you know, the normal. Wandering around the apartment, the girl would find the needed items to begin her adventure in grocery shopping. Credit card, sticky note with the pin, and a bag full of reuseable bags. Looking at the piece of paper, she'd memorize the number and rip up the number. It was time to go!! She was clad in a pair of black tight pants, with a white skirt over it, a black sweater half zipped up, and a purple tank top under it. Her usual black collar with silver ring. It was time for an adventure! Grabbing her wallet, she'd lift her skirt and hide it away in her pants pocket. Wallet, keys, credit card...shopping list. Leaving her apartment, the girl would make sure the door was locked before rushing down the stairs. Around and around until she found the exit. Out into the foggy outside, the lights of passing cars seen making their way down the streets, the barking of the odd down from a backyard in the area. Hilde hurried on her way to the grocery store, not wishing to be outside anymore than she had to. There was a certain uneasy feeling that every electric pole gave her, looking up every time.. Just to make sure. One can never be too safe. After what seemed like the longest journey of her life, the red haired girl found the parking lot of the grocery store. Half empty, with cars scattered all over the place. Bright lights from inside, yes safety. While all she could think of was a jingle from the video game, if only they had a Junes. The world would be great. Everyday's great at your Junnnes!Grabbing a cart from the front of the store, she'd start the journey, constantly looking to the list for help. Well...until it happened. A slippery floor, a clumsy girl... and a partially empty produce department. Yes, it all lead to one thing!! Upon the wet floor, the red haired girl slipped, pushing the cart out of her grasp as she fell to the ground. With the oh so dramatic.... " noooooooooooooo!!"In slow motion as she reached the floor....THUD. The cart was speeding down the isle! OH THE UNSUSPECTING PEOPLE!!! "LLOOK OUT!!" Hildegard called out, hoping to save someone before they met their end with a cart..... SHE WAS GOING TO KILL THE PERSON! Hang them from a poll and whisk away into the night. SOMEONE HAD TO STOP HER! ANYONE. She could only pray that there was someone out there with the cart stopping skill. You...are...an...IDIOT!!! Get up off the dirty ground and for gods sake, stop playing so many video games As usual, Saphir's pleas went unheard.[/ul] |
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Post by Guy Nottingham on May 12, 2010 11:00:28 GMT -5
(ooc: no I love it, specially the title ) There was something about the fog that brought out the best in Guy, always one of a woodsy outdoors-man he bravely fought his way from the welfare home making it past Maude Jenkins and her lazy eye that always seemed to peer into his soul and make him shudder. But not straying too long on the thought Guy skipped merrily to freedom searching out the day. With no sunlight to behold a small shudder ran up his spine quickly dismissed by the trail of sweat he attained through running about. "I'm hungry..."The boy muttered profusely skipping his way into the local grocery store without much a care. The boy had found himself a good $5 in the gutter last week and had been saving it for such an occasion. Cutting through the aisles he swiftly grabbed the choice decision. A loaf of bread something every growing boy needed. Checking the price he swiftly calculated the costs figuring he'd have some change left over, he could be doing this very same thing again next time. " noooooooooooooo!!"His ears perked up hearing the clattering and the rolling from behind him. "LLOOK OUT!!"Provoking a turn he'd look about to see the large basket hurtling in his direction. He'd let out a girlish scream.*Bam!* And Guy was suddenly leveled by a grocery basket. Something welfare folks dreamed of. An expensive lawsuit. YES! |
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Post by Hildegard Merquise on May 12, 2010 12:10:43 GMT -5
In the face of disaster lies the opportunity for renewal...[/i][/color] There was a pain in her upper leg, landing on her wallet was painful..As usual. Whhyyyyyyy? why was she cursed with such luck? THUD!!! Someone else had been hit! OHH SHIIII-- BANG!!! the cart hit something metal.... Pushing herself off the ground, the red haired girl looked only to see a young man hit the ground the cart flew off track and hit a display of watermelons. With the thud and rolling of watermelons as they hit the floor. The first few broke, while the others rolls away, saved by the mooshy insides of their fellow kin. It was a mess, all of which could have been avoided, had someone put up a sign. There was a commotion as people started to gather around, being sure to keep their distance. Standing up, the girl moved to quickly, only to slip and meet with the floor once more. On the way down, she slipped and banged her elbow on the ground. THE PAIN! Oh the horrible pain, why had someone called it the funny bone? Turning, the girl curled on her side, wishing for the pain to go away, for a moment at least. Her mind was focused on the young man she had run over with her cart. "I am...so sorry." Hilde called out as she once again pushed herself up, waiting momentarily, on her knees. The throbbing in her elbow shifted to a annoying stinging. Her stick was no longer white, it had blotches of grey from the mixture of floor cleaner, a dirty mop, and wet foot prints. It had been raining for several days. Looking up and over at the young man, Hilde felt bad. "Are you okay?" She was worried, what if he had hit his head..or the cart did some damage? Oh the questions Her focus was on the stranger for a moment, red blue gaze slowly traveling over all the deceased melons... and the crowd that had gathered around them. It was all more attention than need by, after all it was only a cart accident. Nothing too serious..she hoped. But the question lingered in her mind..... WAS SHE TO PAY FOR THE MELONS!?!!?!?! T_____T I hope not!![/ul]
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Post by Guy Nottingham on May 13, 2010 0:23:36 GMT -5
Collateral damage was generally something only Nations of massive sizes were capable of but the girl's version of a weaponized shopping cart seemed to do the trip quite well as it plowed through the shopping mart and over him as well as pegging the stand behind him letting loose a torrential downpour of miscellaneous fruits. Which of course in whatever perverse universe turned out to be melons.
A single large one hitting his chest and splitting shaping breastplates over his pectorals and another landing on his head to conceal his sight. Of course he was in something of pain at the moment but he stood regardless using his hands to cup the double D sized melons awkwardly as they seemed stuck to him. New chemical in the fruit perhaps?
"Um mind giving me a hand?"
He'd ask a bit embarrassed thank heavens the melon had covered his head otherwise he'd probably be the laughing stock of San Diego by noon.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah I think i'll be fine, can you just..." he'd grab for his 'breasts' "Get these off me?"
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Post by Hildegard Merquise on May 13, 2010 1:24:06 GMT -5
Getting up as fast as she could, the girl grabbed onto a food display. The cold rounded metal edge in her hand as she pulled herself to an up right position, trying her best not to fall again. She did not wish for the pain again. Her funny bone...just couldn't take another attack from the floor. Running over to the stranger, she'd slip, fall to her knees and land beside the young man...with ample breasts.
Nice one's Daisy......
"I am so sorry." She'd look down and reach for his left melon, it was awkward. But it had to be done. Pushing the melons from the young man, she'd fall to the ground and smoosh. their insides spilling on the once clean floor.
"Are you sure you are okay?" Hilde questioned in a worried tone, as she looked back to where she had originally fell."Could have been avoided if they put a wet floor sign out."
The ruckus brought forth the manager from his abode, angered little man in a suit. Yelling and pushing, trying to find the source of all his trouble. "HEY YOU ROWDY KIDS!! YOU BREAK IT YOU BUY IT!" The balding man spat as he closed in on the pair.
"But sir-"
"BUT NOTHING!"
Some people could be so rude.
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Post by Guy Nottingham on May 14, 2010 14:43:45 GMT -5
"HEY YOU ROWDY KIDS!! YOU BREAK IT YOU BUY IT!"
The audibly loud noise perking up his ears. Guy had to rely entirely upon external senses at this point to interpret how his world outside the melon head was turning. The obvious concern of a big hulking monkey man in his head approaching closer with the interpretation to harm them.
"But sir-"
"BUT NOTHING!"
Guy shuddered struggling with the melon still placed over his head like the.... wool over his eyes. The concern now was, how would he pay for these melons. That was three melons he'd broken each at about a buck a pop. Which was unfortunate because in Guy's entire life savings to which he held in his pocket was about 68 cents.
"Ummm... I'ya don't hink I can pay you so..."
*bam*
The melon head would bolt at a furious speed knocking over a strawberry stand in his wake before going headlong into a wall, falling over and splitting the melon opening up his world to a meat cleaver in the corner mouthing 'Run dude!'
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Post by Hildegard Merquise on May 14, 2010 16:29:11 GMT -5
She had to pay for everything? BUT IT WASN'T HER FAULT! Grabbing some red squishy insides of a fallen melon and threw it at the manager. Getting to her feet, the girl would run after the stranger, heading towards safety. In the background she heard laughter and of course the cursing of a very short stressed out pencil pusher. Why had she done it? She didn't want to have to spend her father's money on an accident that was clearly against her control.
>___>;;; Or at least that was what she believed.
Shelf stockers looked in confusion as two watermelon covered teenagers passed them by. Cashiers leaned over their work spots to see what they could. The staff was laughing, all but the clean up crew. NO one wanted to clean up that war zone.
They needed to get out, somewhere safe...D: OUT INTO THE FOG!!!
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It's just a video game.. It's just a video game... It's just a video game.. It's just a video game... It's just a video game.. It's just a video game... It's just a video game.. It's just a video game... It's just a video game.. It's just a video game...It's just a video game.. It's just a video game... It's just a video game.. It's just a video game... It's just a video game.. It's just a video game... It's just a video game.. It's just a video game... It's just a video game.. It's just a video game... It's just a video game.. It's just a video game...
"It's just a video game!!" Hilde repeated to herself as she saw an opening at the automatic doors. "Let's get out of here!" Taking off towards the door, the girl prayed she'd make it out alright.
There were other grocery stores.
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Post by Guy Nottingham on May 14, 2010 16:41:22 GMT -5
"It's just a video game!!"
The red haired girl spurted out just before him into the heavy layer of fog. With a confused look from many passersby including Guy's own speculative one at her retreat.
"Let's get out of here!"
Was that directed towards him? A cocked brow shifting back on his hands to look at the wobbling manager approach swiftly at his rear. NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
With a jostle and pop to his feet guy took off right after her in an aggressive run. If this was just like a video game the bad guy boss couldn't leave his base. The protagonist heroes would have to re-enter although this time armed and better organized.
Spurting out into the dismal and dark horizon after of course fleeting a few blocks down from the supermarket Guy stopped miraculously at a corner plopping his rear end on the sidewalk taking in large breaths to compensate for the running as eyes searched the heavy fog for what was to be his lighthouse, the redhead girl who kinda screwed him in there.
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Post by Hildegard Merquise on May 14, 2010 17:34:09 GMT -5
Running...running...Running with a stranger. She hadn't expected him to follow. But she was kind of glad he did. Hilde wouldn't be able to live with herself if he had to pay for her mistake...Especially since he had already announced that he didn't have the money for it. Who did?! There were so many wounded and defeated watermelons. Running into the fog, yes bright idea. They could get in trouble. THERE COULD BE A MURDERER AFOOT!
There it was...She had been playing video games far too long.
They'd stop a few blocks away from the grocery store, panting and attempting to catch her breath. Running.. Gah. Bent over, her hands planted on her knees, she'd take deep breaths, until of course she managed to breath normally once again. Looking to her left, the girl would try to get a better look at her accomplice. Although she couldn't shake the horrible feeling that the fog brought.
DDDOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!
"I'm so sorry.." Hilde finally spoke, straightening up and turning to look at her sitting comrade. Then it hit her, he was grocery shopping too and because of her, he didn't get what he had gone in for. "I'll make it up to you I swear!"
She didn't know how, but she was going to have to try. or....
GGGGGUUUUUUUUUUUIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT would eat her soul. That was just something she didn't need hanging over her head. Guilt.... At that moment Hilde realized, she'd probably never be allowed in that grocery store again.. NOTE TO SELF.....avoid that place..
......How was she going to tell her father!? He was a police officer, would they call him about the disturbance!? DREEEEEAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDD.....
FML...
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Post by Guy Nottingham on May 16, 2010 13:47:50 GMT -5
"I'm so sorry.."
Guy could only laugh between pants still reaching for a bit of air. Jeez he was out of shape. The steady rise and fall to his chest and the arching to his back before he steadied out.
his eyes stopped shifting upwards to observe her closely, fiery red hair (hot), cute small features (hot!), a giddy and energetic person (HOT!!!). Seems as though today Guy just won the lottery although he was unsure how to go about asking her.
"I'll make it up to you I swear!"
And there it was the perfect one liner to ask a simple favor.
Cheeks exploded with a crimson hue burning to the point his eyes narrowed shyly. Awww. It seems as though Guy had failed to capitalize on perfect timing.
"HAHAHAHA, um don't worry about it, yea was my fault."
Guy would project the loudness of it all seeming to echo in the fog. His hand would bury over his cheeks to get rid of the ruby hue.
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Post by Hildegard Merquise on May 16, 2010 14:16:43 GMT -5
He was laughing, that was good, right? He didn't seem angry, or at least that's what she had gathered from what she saw. She smiled at him, happy to see he was okay, after all he too took quite the spill on the grocery store floor. The was he ran made it seem like he was fine, but that could have been the fear of paying for a great watermelons. Relief washed over her as she listened to him speak, the stranger seemed okay.
"It wasn't your fault. I blame the wet floor, me slipping and hurling a shopping cart at you..Accidentally of course, I'm not try to kill you." Hilde couldn't help but laugh, it was amusing. Her? try to kill someone; silly.
>__>
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"You were obviously in the grocery store for a reason and I ruined that. ha ha ha. Would you like to accompany me to the next grocery store, I could treat you to a drink on the way. " Hilde couldn't help but feel like she was pressuring him into it, but there was guilt...SO MUCH GUILT! Guilt, and a mixture of: OH hai thar new person, we can be frans! OH yes, new people made Hilde exceptionally happy, since it was a chance to make a friend.
She'd look around, the fog, with the sounds of passing cars and the lights..and the fact they were on a side walk, so the cars were visible.. Although the question was, WHERE WERE THEY? Hilde, still wans't accustomed to the streets, the new city. She had yet to memorize the paths, the locations, and everything. Since it was far bigger than the last place she had lived.
Sighing the red haired girl looked down, she was defeated, she invited the young man to join her to a place she didn't know..how to get to. Silly girl right? What next? NO wallet? wait..HER WALLET! Patting her sides of her pants, she'd feel the familiar bulge in her pocket. OH thank Yevon! Her wallet was safe, with her, and the shopping list was damp and stuck to the inside of her hoodie pocket. Her white skirt coloured pinkish and grayish from the floor and sitting in the guts of brave fallen warrior melons.
Best way to meet a new person...Hitting them with your shopping cart.
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Post by Guy Nottingham on May 16, 2010 15:31:15 GMT -5
"I'm not try to kill you."
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"You were obviously in the grocery store for a reason and I ruined that. ha ha ha. Would you like to accompany me to the next grocery store, I could treat you to a drink on the way. "
A wide grin and that subtle blush appeared. "Oh yeah!"
He bounced towards her again after formerly backing up in reverse now finding an easy enough reason to rejoin her. "Uh I mean if thats alright with you? sure all this running has left me dehydrated."
ooc: Sorry for the horrid post guhhhh
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Post by Hildegard Merquise on May 23, 2010 1:26:11 GMT -5
[[its cool~]]
He finally agreed to go with her, and seemed quite okay with it. Or perhaps he was just very good acting like he wanted to hang out with her. Whatever the case was, it didn't matter, he was going that was all. Who knew there could be friendship in the making. Smiling at the young man she's look from her left to the right. The question remained, which way were they to go? Would it be stupid to ask him for help?
It couldn't be too bad, right?
"Dumb question time! Which way to the other grocery store? and where would we be able to get something to drink?" The red haired girl questioned, looking down at the ground, hiding her shame. "I'm still new to this city." Followed by nervous laughter.
Boy did she ever feel like a tool.
[[GHEY POST...next will be WAY BETTER]]
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Post by Guy Nottingham on May 25, 2010 15:09:35 GMT -5
Unfortunately this was a bad turn of events as the mist had clotted both their senses, a rough road ahead of them as the pair were supposed to venture off into the city in search of the rivaled water. Or possible juice whichever but water made it more epic so we'll stick with that. Yes the Golden watery Arches.
"Uhm... hah well yes its this way!"
Guy said pointing to his left, the right hand crossing his body. Evidently he wasn't confident with that considering much like when it was completely dark things tended to be disproportionate and backwards twas the same ideal when fog was thrown into the mix.
Guy took point his feet stepping cautiously into the fray still very uncertain but chances were they'd bump into a map. It had to be an easy enough city to navigate. And if worse came to worse they could wait for the sun's rays to burn the fog layer off.
But if worse came to worse and the fog didn't lift and they were lost Guy had no problem adding Red-head to his diet.
Walking a few more paces Guy was confident he was going the right way.
"Its right here!"
*Thwack*
His face compacting with a brick wall before he stumbled to the floor in distressed pain.
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Post by Hildegard Merquise on May 29, 2010 8:18:55 GMT -5
He picked the direction, no hesitation in the voice, ti all seemed well. They were going to embark on an adventure! Oh yes, it was gonna be great. The two complete strangers wandering the foggy streets of the city... Complete strangers. For the only time they had spent together, they were on the ground and covered in water melon insides.......hawt? NO. Although stranger man did have some lovely breasts platers... Yes, that was what they were to be called.
Yes, she had attacked him with her cart and the cart, attacked a watermelon stand, which lead to his melons. Poor guy. The events from the grocery store swirled about in the girl's mind as she walked close behind the young man. Following him as he lead the way.
She smiled, the weariness towards the fog had left her. Since who could focus on random video game essence when an adventure presents itself? Picking up the pace, Hilde would find herself walking beside him...STRANGER MAN! yes, following some random guy you attacked in a grocery store..into the fog..YES that was so smart of her. Eh, he seemed nice enough, there was no way he was some creepy/weirdo/perv/demon/asparagus thing.
Just as he stated their arrival and walked into a wall... Hidle introduced herself.
"My name is Hilde, it's nice...... to meet you!" It was difficult to fight the urge to laugh...and she lost that battle. giggling, the girl walked towards the wall and reached for a door in the darkness. Turning the knob and pushing the door open.
From the open door, the voices of various Italian men could be heard, talking in a very cliche... Italian way.
"So, when we gonna whack Gesteppe..?" One voice questioned.
"Wait..was that the door?" Another very cliche Italian guy questioned,"Johnny, Vido, and Vinny go check the door..."
"Right boss..."
Of course, Hilde wasn't really listening to the voices, since she had turned to look over at stranger man. Making sure he was alright. standing in the door well.
"Kid's! GET'EM before they squeal!" Video of the group shouted as he pointed at the red haired girl in the door well.
O___O
FFFFFFFFFFUUUU-----
"No time stranger man!~" Hilde cried as she took off, running once again, grabbing the wrist of her new comrade, pulling him along as she moved forward. If he followed her, she'd run for a good while, taking a dark entrance to a alley on her way, trying to lose the Italian men that had seen her.
It was an adventure!!
~~~~~~~Back with the Italians.....~~~~~~~~~
"Why do kids always run? Seriously?"
"I know, right? Vido, the boss won't be too happy.."
"You know it..."
"Shut up Vinny!"
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ADVENTURE!
ADVENTURE!
ADVENTURE!
ADVENTURE!
"That...was...." Hilde tried to speak against heavy breaths. So much running! She was only to have grocery shopped that day, not run from various dangerous events.. Involving gangsters and angry grocery store managers.
WHAT NEXT!?!
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