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Caving to Peer Pressure; bullies are mean
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Heero Yuy May 3 2009, 06:22 PM Post #1
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Heero could not find words to describe just how much he wanted to return home. It was probably worse than last time. Were it not for his coffeehouse addiction and photography, he might well have been on the road to professional hermit. Well, two months spent emulating the wonders of Mike Myers as beat poet had gained him a small bit of creative notoriety among certain circles, earning a few invites to gatherings much more in his vein. That also cramped the hermit lifestyle.

While the previous masquerade had been forced on him by the entire crowd down at the coffeehouse, this time Heero's annoyance was entirely focused on one Lisa Kujo. Due to his utter lack of photos from the actual party last time, she'd bullied him into this second to make up for it.

Needless to say, Heero thought his Jimmy Olsen costume quite appropriate, even though he made an awful redhead. (Fortunately, it was only temporary color, but the haircut would take a while to grow out. Oh well.) Really, he basically had a Lois Lane pushing him around. If only he had a Clark Kent to back her off. Oh wait, right. Clark Kent was Superman in disguise. More than one person had occasionally thought of Heero as a superman of sorts. That meant Heero had to save himself. Too bad Lisa was scary enough to give Heero the shivers.

Fiddling with his camera -- happily explainable as a piece of the costume -- he wondered if Relena would be around tonight. He'd made attempts to get in contact with her again when things had cooled down again, only to find himself rebuffed more than once. And not always by Relena herself. Had something changed he was unaware of?

Looking around the room, Heero quickly spotted Trowa and... Quatre? Well, it seemed Heero wasn't the only one with a change of hair color. The question was, did he approach them? He was quite leery of speaking to Quatre, knowing he had much to apologize for (and apologize he would, eventually, because that's just something Heero does).

But, no, that could come later. After he worked up the nerve to brave the possibility of facing Quatre's Zero-inspired temper. Best to just play up the costume and get some exclusive type photos for Lisa Lois.
Treated as good-aligned for the purposes of overcoming damage reduction.
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Trowa Barton May 5 2009, 08:18 PM Post #2
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Funny, the closer they came to this guy, the more he looked like Heero Yuy. There was something in the back of Trowa's mind that made him think he wanted to belt Heero in the jaw. Now why was that? Granted, Heero had mentioned a goal of starting a fist fight with another pilot, but this seemed like something more. Something to do with Quatre.

Well, never mind. It would come to him eventually when Quatre returned with his sidecar full of parasols. In the meantime, Heero was his best friend! Never mind that he hadn't seen Heero in...how long was that again? Never mind, Heero was his best friend! Next to Duo.

Let's see, we were on drink #7. If memory served, this was usually the drink where Trowa started calling people by ridiculous names.  "Say, Doodles. Should we invite Heepers to join our contest? Maybe when Waffles and Quackers get here, they could join in too. No, wait...he doesn't drink. I know; I'll drink his, then."

With that, he picked up drink #8 and proposed a toast.  "To the Queen of Denmark. If they have one."  He then emptied the glass and slammed it down on the tray again before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.  "Hey, Heepers. What say you, me and Doodles fly to Vegas and see that pyramid thing there. They say you can see it from space."

Out of ammo again? That was quick...surprise surprise. Okay, Duo. Hand me the Super Soaker. No, I'm serious.
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Duo Maxwell May 5 2009, 08:29 PM Post #3
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He was on drink 6, not quite as drunk as Trowa, not quite sober, so that at least he could pronounce people's names right. He slowed to a halt about half a foot away from Heero, regardless of the fact that it looked like he was particularly immersed in taking pictures of people. Pffbt. Duo was so much more important than them. They didn't need pictures.

He squinted. "……Hey… it IS Heero." That said, he downed the rest of number 6 and an ominous grin appeared on his face. "Hiya." He ignored whatever drunken proposal Trowa was giving, instead offering his own. As if he hadn't not seen the male in.. a while. "Wanna get smashed with us?"


Oh yes. No one could turn down THAT offer.
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Heero Yuy May 5 2009, 09:01 PM Post #4
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His collection of photos was growing quite nicely. Lisa would leave his bits intact now. However, as all good things are, Heero found himself interrupted by outside forces. The outside forces called Trowa and Duo -- ah, his mental My Name Is stickers sure were handy, though it was hard to mistake Duo, honestly -- both of the obviously drunken persuasion.

"Hey, Heepers. What say you, me and Doodles fly to Vegas and see that pyramid thing there. They say you can see it from space."

"Wanna get smashed with us?"


Heero frowned at them, clicking off a photo of the two just because they were there. "I'm afraid I'm not drinking tonight." Dare he mention why? Oh, why not? It was only Trowa and Duo. "I've been given a... mission to obtain photos of the evening for a... reporter friend."

Hopefully, they were both so far gone that neither would equate him with the photos of the Gundam and rat him out to Quatre before he was ready. Hm. Actually, maybe he shouldn't have brought it up at all. Does this thing have rewind button? No?

Damn.

Sometimes, he really wished he was a fish. He could swim along with all of his goldfish in the tank back home and not ever worry about that sort of blunder. Unless fish had a silent language Heero didn't know about. If that was the case, he'd probably mess up a fish life, too.

Bah and damn again.

His flash went off as he clicked off a few more shots of the party guests, thinking maybe looking busy might distract Trowa and Duo from his words. Please let them be drunk enough not to attempt basic logic....
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Trowa Barton May 6 2009, 01:05 AM Post #5
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"I'm afraid I'm not drinking tonight. I've been given a... mission to obtain photos of the evening for a... reporter friend."

"S'okay, Heero. I'm the decimated driver."

Come to think of it, that reminded Trowa of something. A couple things, actually. Number one, it probably wasn't a good idea for him to get drunk either because he was on duty doing something or other himself. If only he could remember what. Number two, there was something about the limited number of people who had access to Treize's mansion, and therefore the people who could theoretically get closeups of a gundam landing there was microscopically small.

Unfortunately, at the moment he couldn't quite get the synapses to fire properly, and the connections just weren't happening. Oh well. Maybe Quatre could explain it all to him later. Quatre knew everything. Heero took a picture of them, and Trowa moved closer to Duo, wrapping an arm around him and smiling for the camera. If Heero wanted pictures, he'd make them good.

Another waiter wandered by bearing a tray of heavily liquored cocktails, but Trowa gave it a pass. He'd just about reached his limit.  "I'll let you catch up now, Doodles. By the way, have I ever told you I love you?"  He immediately planted a sloppy kiss on Duo's cheek, wobbling a bit as he drew back to admire his handiwork, then wandered over to Heero.

"Funny thing about this masquerade ball, Heero. It reminds me of things."  He teetered backward for a second before leaning forward again, putting his alcohol breath in Heero's face.  "I remember dancing with Relena at the last ball. I remember holding her hand and kissing her, and taking her to the hospital later. We could have had something together...if it wasn't for you."

Out of ammo again? That was quick...surprise surprise. Okay, Duo. Hand me the Super Soaker. No, I'm serious.
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Duo Maxwell May 6 2009, 05:19 AM Post #6
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Yes, no one could ever turn down-

..Oh.

….Apparently, Heero Yuy was immune to Duo Maxwell's methods of persuasion. He blamed his costume. No one would ever want to be drunk and disoriented around the Dread Pirate Roberts, for fear of, well, dying. Or something.

"Reporter friend? I didn't know you HAD frie-" Suddenly he was blinded by the flash from Heero's soul-sucking camera. He blinked the spots away from his vision and noticed Trowa had finally returned his friendly embrace, as it were. "Ah, Heero, I probably looked hideous in that picture, try it agai- Oh, drinks.."

Was it just his imagination, or was it getting harder and harder for him to complete sentences the more he drank? Regardless, he took another mind-killing beverage.

"I'll let you catch up now, Doodles. By the way, have I ever told you I love you?" Duo froze, teetering slightly to one side when he felt something warm and wet on his face. Trowa… had just given him the nastiest kiss he had ever had the pleasure of enduring. Well that was a surprise. His nose wrinkled up in distaste, because he could just feel the saliva drying on his cheek. Though in his buzzed state of mind he was slightly pleased by that turn of events. He downed half his glass of what seemed to be plain rubbing alcohol. He was sure it wasn't, but at this point it certainly tasted deadly enough to be.

As he finished off his drink, he listened to Trowa barrage Heero with 'rememberings'. He snorted, the remained of the alcohol in his glass going up in a small spray.

Being drunk, he wasn't aware that he should probably keep his mouth shut.

"Him? Don't let Quatre hear you say that, man." He picked up another drink, almost tipping the empty glass over as he set it back down on a waiter's tray. "…Besides, Relena doesn't even really like Heero anymore."
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Rashid Kurama May 6 2009, 08:08 AM Post #7
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Rashid wandered into this thread highly disgruntled, all the while looking over his shoulder to make sure Quatre hadn't been kidnapped by Sgt. Hatred. He knew it wasn't a good idea to leave the young man's side in the company of such a pervert, but he wouldn't disobey Quatre. He never did.

"Kirk?" He said aloud as he approached, having no idea who 'Captain Kirk' was supposed to be. He held up the drink and bellowed loudly again, "Kirk! I have a drink for you."

Then he blinked. Looking down at Clark Kent he thought he looked mysteriously like Pilot 01. And the braided man, he must be 02. Then who was this git with the poorly-fitted gold uniform?

Wait a second, he has a pointy bang.

"Barton?" Completely immersed in this identification game at the moment, he had forgotten to look over his shoulder for a span of a minute. He blinked and turned around, looking over at the lover of children and the little, gothy vampire. Nothing seemed amiss. "Take your drink, Kirk- I have to go snap a neck. Which one of you is Kirk?"
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Trowa Barton May 6 2009, 01:13 PM Post #8
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Trowa looked up quite startled. He hadn't planned to drink any more tonight, but hell, if Wolverine wanted him to, who was he to refuse?  "I'm Trames B. Klirk, of the, of the Starship Enter...Enter..."  Just what was that again? Funny, it was on the tip of his tongue a moment ago, but he seemed to have forgotten how to speak the English language now.  "Starship Entertainment."  He took the drink, then absently looked around the room for the ship's medic.  "If you're really going to snap someone's neck, I'd better find Bones."

Almost three minutes passed before he remembered he wasn't really the Captain of the Enterprise, but by that time he'd completely forgotten the conversation.  "Erm, live long and prosper."

He sucked down Wolverine's drink—#8, was it?—and then remembered something else.

"Wait, what do you mean Relena doesn't really like Heero anymore?"

Out of ammo again? That was quick...surprise surprise. Okay, Duo. Hand me the Super Soaker. No, I'm serious.
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Heero Yuy May 6 2009, 10:07 PM Post #9
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If anyone were to guess the only things that Heero heard over the last few posts and retained happened to be these choice bits:

"I remember dancing with Relena at the last ball. I remember holding her hand and kissing her, and taking her to the hospital later. We could have had something together...if it wasn't for you."

"…Besides, Relena doesn't even really like Heero anymore."


...they'd be right.

Of course, with the avoidance of him on Relena's part, Heero was fairly certain both Trowa and Duo probably had something there. Really, though, Heero didn't deal well with hearing things like that stated bluntly outright. Sure, he appreciated hearing them more than not knowing, but that didn't make him any better emotionally equipt to handle them.

He really hated the hard clenching around his heart. Really, really hated it.

"Wait, what do you mean Relena doesn't really like Heero anymore?"


Settling his camera down against his belly, the thick strap cutting gently along the back of his neck from the weight, Heero turned away from the dancefloor to face Duo. "Yes, what do you mean, Duo?"

Was the fluttery feeling in his gut and the strange weakness growing in his limbs a case of nervous apprehension? Probably. Note: this sucked, too.
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Duo Maxwell May 7 2009, 04:58 AM Post #10
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When Wolverine approached their little group Duo had the distinct feeling that he was about to get diced into little bits for something he'd done. He wasn't sure what he'd done to warrant such a horrible demise, but it must have been pretty awful.

Of course, when Wolverine clearly demanded for Kirk using Rashid's voice, Duo was pleasantly relieved. He did wonder though, what Wolverine was doing with Rashid's voice. It was not quite ferocious enough to fit with the manly spandex outfit.

Spandex? Heero used to wear that.. Oh yea, Heero.

"Wait, what do you mean Relena doesn't really like Heero anymore?"

"Yes, what do you mean, Duo?"

….Whoops.

The Man In Black practically spit his drink all over Wolverine as he realized the horror of the situation. He managed though, to just choke and inhale most of the beverage, rather than spewing it everywhere. He wasn't quite drunk enough to think that spitting on Wolverine wasn't just as good as dancing naked in front of a firing squad. He coughed violently, thumping his chest with one hand and then waving that hand in the air desperately.

There were only two options to remedy this: laugh it off, or play dumb. Being the drunk idiot, he chose option two, and chortled loudly just for good measure.

"What do you mean what do I mean? I don't know what you two are talking about, I haven't seen Relena for two months. You must be hearing things!" He cackled fakely again, then shoved his glass back into his mouth and chugged the rest of his drink in order to avoid any more discussion on that topic.
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