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The Book that is Hyakuji's Story has come to a close. However, there are still plenty of stories left to be told in the madcap Anime Universe it inhabits. As one book closes, so too does another open. Presented by veteran Hyakuji Staff Members, check out the next generation EVOLUTION of "Anything-Goes" Anime Roleplaying at Senki Academy
The Book that is Hyakuji's Story has come to a close. However, there are still plenty of stories left to be told in the madcap Anime Universe it inhabits. As one book closes, so too does another open. Presented by veteran Hyakuji Staff Members, check out the next generation EVOLUTION of "Anything-Goes" Anime Roleplaying at Senki Academy
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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 3 2011, 10:48 PM (1,378 Views) | |
| Fin | Apr 3 2011, 10:48 PM Post #1 |
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Ah, the season where everything came back to life after a whole season of hibernation. Snows have melted and everything that was frozen during the winter have thawed. The air was starting to warm up as the Earth rotates around the sun, gradually bringing the northern hemisphere closer to the sun. Leaves began to grow on trees, and little critters started to peek outside of their hibernation holes to get their first sniff of the spring air. Nearly everyone had ditched their thick heat-insulating coats and have opted for something a whole lot lighter and thinner. People started to come out more, no longer fearful of the searing cold forming frostbites on their fingers and ears, as evidenced by the park that was fairly abundant with dudes and dudettes alike, families and their kids, or just someone who wanted a change of atmosphere while working on some business planning whatever. The spring wind breezed by the dude, endangering the pieces of paperwork strewn all over the grassy ground. A pen was stuck on his left year, while chewing on a mechanical pencil as he stared blankly at the piece of paper in his hand, his brain steaming from just trying to work out what each numbers would do to the other numbers at the other piece of paper in his other hand. All without a calculator. It's not like he's smart of anything, it's just that, well... he kinda dropped it in the drain earlier. Growing tired of the endless gaze that resulted in nothingness, the meta-virus inside his head voiced his disinterest in the matter. Oi, just how long are you gonna stare at that stupid piece of paper? "Hush, V..." Seth said, hushing the meta-virus inside his head. "This is extremely important, the two numbers are very closely related, that even the smallest discrepancies will cause disastrous results," ...Since when did you... You were so negative about having to run a doughnut shop a few days ago! He was too absorbed by the math works that he completely ignored V's remark, which only elicited even more unsatisfied chagrin rant from him that rang through his head like a jumbo jet taking off in a cave. Until a strong wind suddenly kicked up randomly for no apparent plot-important reason, other than to blow away all of the unweighted paperwork that was strewn on the floor. "Eh, hey, NO!" Seth jumped to his feet, hopelessly flailing around to grasp the flying papers before they fly off to China or wherever. |
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| Sujin | Apr 4 2011, 11:30 AM Post #2 |
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Dangerously Cheesy.
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It really was a beautiful spring day in Hyakuji, and it was likely even the grumpiest and most homebound of people were taking the opportunity to walk outside and enjoy the fresh air. Robyn didn't have anything lined up that day work-wise, so she opted for something a little more refreshing than sitting in her apartment all day. She had already managed to get a jog in that morning, and thought a walk through the park before she stopped somewhere to get lunch later would be nice. Walks in the park, nice? Maybe living the suburban apartment life with a salary job really was getting to her head. All for the better of course, since the other stuff swimming around in there was...well...let's take a look! The events from a few days ago were still fresh in her mind and while she would have preferred for the thoughts to keep to her waking mind, they had started infiltrating her dreams as well. The twisted reality of the dream world was making it difficult for her to distinguish between what had happened, and what she had attempted to plan in her conscious mind. The fact of the matter was that she knew this was coming, and she'd been preparing for it since she left a number of years ago. It was just a matter of how she would go about executing it, and whether or not she was physically and mentally ready. A time or two she grew concerned about whether the WDA was making her "go soft" and stray from her initial goals, but she knew nothing could ultimately and 100% make her forget what had happened. And as long as those memories persisted, so did her drive to do something about it. Robyn found a nearby and unoccupied park bench and plopped down on it, crossing one leg over the other and draping her arms across the back. The warmer weather allowed her to opt for something lighter in clothing, so she had swapped out her typical pair of skinny jeans for a pair of four-inch-inseam darkwash shorts and layered a white boatneck cotton shirt over a black tanktop. The whole look was topped off with a lightweight, long and black linen scarf and paired with a set of scrunched, black, midcalf boots. She mixed up the hairstyle today and instead of the typical high ponytail, set it to the right side of the base of her neck, the hair naturally resting over the front of her shoulder. Whoever said she had no sense of fashion or assumed her closet was only filled with skin-tight leather short-shorts was sadly mistaken. As she sat reclined on the bench with her eyes closed, it was only a matter of minutes before she heard a set of (small) feet come closer to her than the others who'd been passing by. She felt a hand lightly tap her knee accompanied by, "Um...'scuse me, miss?" Robyn's bright blue eyes opened and adjusted to the flood of sunlight, looking down and settling on a small girl in front of her. She looked vaguely familiar for some reason, and it wasn't just because of the similar hair color. Wait, wasn't she..? "It IS you, Miss Robyn!" the girl exclaimed with an excited giggle and grabbed hold of the older girl's hand, jumping up and down with it. "I remembered 'cause of how pretty you are and that you helped me!" A warm smile crossed Robyn's face as she uncrossed her legs and sat up straighter. "Not as pretty as you, Miki-chan, that's for sure!" Robyn replied with a playful wink. She noticed that there was a playground nearby and assumed that was where the girl came from. "You haven't been giving your daddy any trouble, have you? Speaking of which, are you here with him, or..?" "Nope, I've been a good girl!" she replied with a serious nod. "And I'm here with my Nana!" she exclaimed, pointing a finger over at the playground. She expected to see a little old woman in a patterned dress with a scarf around her head, but none such person existed. Unfortunately the only person she saw over there was a guy in an impeccable black suit and tie with sunglasses looking in their direction. Apparently the term "nana" was used more loosely and was applied to whomever was watching the girl at the time. She couldn't help but snort with laughter at what was likely going through his head about the fact that he was a trained professional...and an occasional babysitter. At least he got to go outside and enjoy the weather..? The girl climbed up onto the bench next to Robyn, wearing her own coordinated outfit of a t-shirt and skirt with purple flowers on them, her hair pulled into the same pigtails she remembered seeing her with the first time they met. Fortunately this time was under better circumstances. "Yesterday I went to school and I drew a picture! It was a tree and a house and me and my daddy..." The girl went off into one of those typical childish stories while Robyn looked over to the girl, smiling and nodding at what she said. It wasn't long before she was hit in the back of the head with a piece of paper carried by the wind. Pulling it off her head before it flew away, she looked down at it and noticed it was likely someone's personal work, not just some flyer for a business. Turning her attention out to the grassy area in front of them, she saw a mass of other papers flying away in the gust of wind. Turning her head more to the direction from which they blew, she recognized a familiar boy chasing after them frantically. Of COURSE it was him, who else would that happen to? Miki, on the other hand, immediately squealed with delight. She clumsily slid off the bench and ran toward the boy and the papers. "Secchan! I'll help!" She proceeded to run and jump around with a gigantic smile on her face, laughing the entire time as she tried to catch the papers. Fortunately the wind died down enough for the paper to mostly stay in one spot. Robyn stood up from her seat and grabbed a piece or two off the sidewalk along with the one that smacked her in the head and walked them over to Seth, extending an arm with the papers. "I'm guessing you left your paperweight at home, 'Secchan.' " Yes, that was sarcasm. Miki came back to the duo with some papers in her arms, now crumpled from trying to hold onto them. "Here, Secchan! I got them!" she said proudly while handing a few papers back. It was by no means all of them, but she felt like she helped. Once the paperwork was handed off, she ran up to him and attached herself to his leg in a child's version of a hug. "I missed you!" |
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| Fin | Apr 4 2011, 01:26 PM Post #3 |
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Oh yeah, no one expected her to be capable of being fashionable. And that kinda includes the kid with limited wardrobe selection. It's quite surprising if not awe-inspiring, seeing as how he would expect her to always don some battle-ready attire every time he sees her. Not that he had seen her much, mind you. "Uh... thanks. And it's not like I like being called that," He said, noting the sarcasm, pouting as he snagged the paper from her hand. Luckily there's no one in the vicinity that could read his mind. Truth be told, he quite enjoyed being called that. Well there, he seems to be taking things easily despite what had happened just a few days ago. Any normal person would have been traumatized by something like that. Either he's forgetful, or he had accepted it as something that is inevitable, and can only be resolved by facing it head-on. Well, he's not forgetful that's for sure. He's got a very harsh and malevolent reminder in his head. And the reminder would jump into action right about... now. "Uhm... V, who's the girl...?" He whispered silently to himself, watching the girl with a huge grin on her face clinging tightly to his leg. He was pretty sure he had seen her before. In fact, he was sure, very sure that she had engraved herself on his history tablet. The inscription had, unfortunately, faded. You're being ridiculous. There was a slight hint of malice in his voice, and Seth couldn't help but feel an ominous sense of ominousness coming his way. She's your- Whatever V had planned on doing Seth easily countered it by giving himself a sharp slap on the face. Well, it did help him to remember who she is, though. Looking back, he could still (though vaguely) remember the derelict building, the white van and the two men, carrying a small girl with ponytails. It started to rain, guns and knives were drawn. It was only him and the two of them, plus the cry of a terrified little girl. He kept on calling out to himself, but there was no response. Searing hot metal sliced through his shoulder, a stainless steel blade ran across one of his eye. There was a clap of thunder, and- "I missed you!" That heartwarming squeeze from Miki siphoned off the memories of last night, leaving only the ones that involved the laughing girl running around the office being chased by a pirate mummy. Seth blinked for a few moment before a warm smile cracked on his face. He placing his hand on Miki's head and ruffled her silky smooth navy hair, grinning slightly and said, "Haven't I told you not to go wandering around on your own?" Well... honestly, he couldn't remember ever saying that. But he supposed being with Robyn counts as NOT wandering around on her own. ...Hay. Directing his attention to Robyn, he said, "So what, are you being paid babysitting now?" |
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| Sujin | Apr 5 2011, 12:36 PM Post #4 |
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Dangerously Cheesy.
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"Uh... thanks. And it's not like I like being called that," he said in mock indignation with a huff. Robyn looked him in the eye skeptically, getting a close look at him until a small grin of realization crossed her face. "You DO like it! Don't worry, I won't tell anyone...I'll just pocket it as my trump card for now," Robyn said with a teasing shrug. The sunshine, weather, and fantastic outfit must've put Robyn in a good mood if she was up for giving someone a hard time without actually meaning it (not to say she was gonna drop that trump card). Honestly his skills with kids weren't that big of a surprise, he seemed like the sort that would be good around children, being the fact that he came off as one half the time on his own. He had a similar resonation as them. "Haven't I told you not to go wandering around on your own?" Seth asked as he playfully messed with the young girl's hair. Miki shook her head with a giggle, tugging on his shirt in mock anger. "Hey! You never told me that! But I know 'cause my daddy says so. I'm a big girl but he still gives me Nanas." She turned to look toward the playground and waved her hand on the suited man who hesitantly waved back, showing she was talking about a person and not bananas. It was pretty warm that day and that wool suit was getting toasty. What did he do to deserve this? Maybe it was that thirty minute break that turned into an hour a few days ago...never again. "So what, are you being paid babysitting now?" Ooh, counter-sarcasm. Touche, sir. "Yes, because babysitting is right up my alley. I'd put it in my skill set right alongside maiming and weapon knowledge," she retorted, half-rolling her eyes. "Not to say I'd be bad at it. Although I'll admit you're better at losing papers and getting shot than I am." Man, she was on a ROLL today. It is also worth mentioning that the hint of a smile that lingered on her face made it came off less as a straight-up insult and more like regular making fun of. Miki, now bored with the adult conversation, disregarded the possibility that Seth may have actually been doing something with those papers (she may have been more interested if there were colorful drawings on them) and pulled on his leg. Given the fact that she probably weighed...well, whatever the typical weight for someone her age is, the force was nothing near what it would take to knock him over. "I wanna play with Secchan and Miss Robyn! Pleeeease!" The young girl released his leg and took hold of his paper-free hand, also taking hold of Robyn's. "I'll show you where the playground is," she said very dutifully, not waiting for a response and tugging on both of their hands excitedly to lead them to the playground that was "hidden" all of fifty meters away or so. Robyn blinked incredulously a few times as she allowed herself to be pulled forward by the girl. She was momentarily dumbfounded, not planning to have spent the morning or afternoon traipsing around swings and slides with a preschooler. This wasn't going to do much for her tough gal image, but there was something about kids that honestly made her melt on the inside. Very uncharacteristic of her, but an aspect of her personality nonetheless. She was torn between maintaining her cool composure around her colleague or letting herself cave-in to the child's sugary-sweet request. ...... "Can you show me how high you can go on the swing?" Robyn questioned the girl with a smile, taking on a tone likely unfamiliar to the boy. It wasn't deadpan, sarcastic, or threatening. It was...pleasant, and obviously catered to the young girl without going quite as far as baby talk. "Yeah! I can go really high! I'm the bestest swinger ever," Miki responded with a giggle and a few excited jumps between the two older individuals, still clinging to both hands and directing them to the playground. The older girl's walk grew less resistant and more agreeable as she swung Miki's arm lightly while they walked forward to the play equipment. "Come on, Seth. Everyone knows you're the best person to play with," this comment was a combination of hinting he better go along with the request, poking more fun at him at how easy of a target he was, and the tiniest bit of a threat if he turned the girl down. For now it seemed like she had mentally postponed debating about what he said as he left her apartment a few nights ago about his identities, but it wasn't forgotten. Today was a day for some lighthearted enjoyment. |
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| Fin | Apr 6 2011, 10:51 AM Post #5 |
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His defiance for any fun and games in favor of works did little to help him resist the aggressive and pushy demeanor of an innocent happy child. The soft little hand that dragged him across the park towards the obviously visible park was like anesthetic to him, numbing his senses forcing him to succumb to the will of a little kid. Try as he might, there's just no way he could deny such a request from a face like that. Not that he didn't, mind you. "Eh... eh, Miki, wait, I have-" He was stopped short, however, by Robyn's combination of a suggestion, a jab, and a threat all in one sentence. There was a small moment of silence as he let the little girl drag him to the park, before a small grin formed on his face as he said, "What, can't handle a little girl on your own?" He gave a small yet long sigh that would've been very noticeable even if the volume is low before continuing, "I suppose, I could give a hand," Unusually smart-mouthed, he was, don't you think? He couldn't help it. Every jab, every single sarcastic comments she made somehow felt like a challenge to him that he must overcome, just for the sake of not being talked down like a kid like the rest of them would. It's just because of her that he cannot lose. But that doesn't seem right either, because usually he wouldn't even have the guts to even think of back-sassing someone like that. Well, usually. Perhaps it was the unusually serene atmosphere that lowered his guard? The little sunshine in one of his hand was giving off a powerful vibe that easily shines over the somehow dark and unpleasant recent history between the two of them. He didn't even have to force himself, he didn't need to think to stay calm. He's just... yeah. On a slightly more serious note, though still overwhelmingly lighthearted compared to the time back in the warehouse, he turned around to face her as he let himself being dragged by Miki towards the playground, or more specifically, the swings. "I never knew you'd be good with kids, though," Seriously, she didn't struck him to be the caring type at all. What's with all the gun-slinging actions and nut whooping, skull cracking and badmouthing and all. Not that he didn't think she'd be good with them. He could still remember the last time they all had to take care of the kid, and that was an irrefutable proof. He's just curious, really. |
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| Sujin | Apr 6 2011, 10:17 PM Post #6 |
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Dangerously Cheesy.
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"No, it's not that I can't handle a little girl on my own, it's because she asked you to join us so nicely," Robyn retorted with the slightest bit of acidity in her words. She would allow nothing other than compliance out of the boy in this matter, and fortunately he decided of his own free will that he would participate in an afternoon playdate at the park. It was strange how holding a child's hand seemed to infuse Robyn with a sense of new energy, the aura of childlike happiness that the small girl emitted was contagious and almost made it impossible to frown. The only way she would was if instigated by someone other than Miki herself, for example, someone like Seth or any other adult. She didn't interact with many kids, but the times she did she truly enjoyed it. "I never knew you'd be good with kids, though," came a unexpected statement from Seth, and one that Robyn was unable to reply to right away. There was no witty comment, no sarcastic retort. She only kept walking and maintained a light grip on Miki's hand as it swung through the air. Miki released both of their hands and ran over to one of the swings, struggling at first to climb up onto the high seat, but eventually making it and positioning herself comfortable with her hands on the chains. She tried her best to get started, but kicking both legs in opposite directions was doing little more than twisting her from side to side. "I can get real high up but...I need a push!" "A push, huh? Hmm...maybe. I'll do it if you know the magic word!" "Pleeeeeease!" the small girl chimed with a big grin. "Okay, hold on." Miki tightly gripped the chains while Robyn latched onto one in each hand and pulled the girl back up into the air until the swing was nearly level with her chest. "One...two...THREE!" With this she placed her hands on the seat of the swing and lightly pushed while running forward, launching the girl high up into the air as Robyn ducked her head and ran under the swing in Under Dog fashion. Miki let out a squeal followed by a fit of giggles as she was pushed nearly horizontal with the ground, but not so high up that it would've been a danger for her. The playground equipment swung back and forth, Miki's purple skirt and pigtails floating along with the wind as she used her legs for propulsion. Robyn walked back around, taking up position at the back of the swing and giving the girl a soft push every now and then. As she pushed, and while Miki sang a nonsensical song out loud about rainbows and butterflies, Robyn's bright smile faded a bit. She thought back on the statement that Seth made earlier about her and kids and spoke up without looking at him. Her tone dropped down to one more serious, and almost seemed to sound a bit distant in thought, of not with even the tiniest hint of lament. "Kids deserve a childhood and adults who help them maintain that young innocence as long as possible. Everyone will eventually find out about the tragedies and horrors of the real world, but until then...they should be able and allowed to play, and know and be reminded that there are people who care about them. Having love and security is the next step up in basic survival after shelter, food and clothing...and children need it the most." This was extremely uncharacteristic for her, at least as far as anyone who only knew her on the surface was concerned. She wasn't talking empty words, though. Her expression matched her inner feelings and were shown in the way she played with the girl. The ex-mercenary's dark experiences and tough exterior all went away for at least those few moments. It was almost like the child was unlocking a part of her that was lost a long time ago, and that she often forgot about. But it was always the same; as soon as she was left to herself, her shell would come back up. "I can do it by myself!" Miki called out in assurance. "Alright, let's see how high you can go!" Robyn stepped back a few paces from the girl and allowed her to swing by herself, clasping her hands behind her back and onlooking with a smile. |
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| Fin | Apr 7 2011, 09:52 AM Post #7 |
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A soft wind blows slightly rippling the leaves on the trees and grasses on the ground, as well as the crapload of paperwork still under his arm. He raised a hand, keeping his already messy hair from getting into his eyes as he kept his eyes on the cheerful girl literally doing a semi-circle on the swing. He couldn't resist the temptation of curling his mouth upwards just because of the contagiousness of the little girl's cheerfulness. Well, they did say that a laugh is contagious. He took a small sideways glance at Robyn, once again struck with the thoughts of the kind of childhood the navy-haired late-teen used to have. It was something he couldn't help but feel curious about because she chose to hide it so deeply within the compound of her heart. It's a normal reaction when someone is being denied of something, he's just going to be more interested in whatever is being kept away from him. Kinda like the Big Red Button effect, see. But from past experience, he'd rather not pursue the matter. He returned back his gaze to the little girl on the swing, his smile persisted, but instead of the usual big kiddish grin it was a smaller, more relaxed one. "Happy times don't last, huh," He muttered softly. He had come to learn about that the hard way from a year ago. Being infected by a virus that would only allow you to live for, at most, a few years, would that suffice to trash even the strongest of hearts? He wouldn't know. He's not that strong. And that's not counting the times he had come to spend with the Willicott Detective Agency, where his unwillingness to kill had been pitted with his own survival instinct multiple times already. So far his policy to never kill had came out victorious, albeit with a few bruises and injuries, but he's not sure how long it would be able to stand. A deep sigh, and he scratched his head, keeping an eye on the navy-haired girl laughing to her heart's content as she continued with her swinging enjoyment. "I wish my sister is that cute," He snorted slightly, remembering her over-powering sister back at home who quite literally queen-controls the entire household. |
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| Sujin | Apr 7 2011, 01:12 PM Post #8 |
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Robyn glanced over at Seth for a second before turning back to the child on the swing, walking around her at an opportune moment and sitting down on one of the swings next to her. Robyn dug her heels into the sand and pushed off, starting to move back and forth along with the girl. For whatever reason children seemed to be more inclined to play with someone who played along with the, rather than someone who stood over them and only interjected occasionally. "The happy times may not last, but there's no reason to terminate them early. It's our job to make sure that doesn't happen, or at least prepare them for when it does," she commented while keeping a grip on the swing and looking forward. "And a sister, huh? That explains a lot..." Assuming it was a younger sibling, it made sense of why he often took a big brother role to those in need. To Robyn it was almost nauseating at times, but at least it seemed he could be counted on to be there. The older girl swung easily on the equipment, going more slowly than the girl to her right was. If no one knew any better they'd probably think the two girls were siblings since Robyn (hopefully) didn't look quite old enough to be the girl's mom. Then again, maybe she was one of those moms who aged gracefully. From a distance it certainly would have been hard to tell. It was easy to assume they were one happy family, instead of two older teenagers playing with a preschooler. Just goes to show what assuming does. "Look, Miss Robyn, Secchan! Look how high!" Miki cried as she put forth visible effort to get herself up into the air. Another rare yet bright smile crossed Robyn's face as she looked up at her with mock surprise and awe on her face. "Wow, you're way better at swinging than I am! How'd you get all the way up there?" "I jus' practice! But...I wanna get down now..." Typical attention span of a young girl, she was ready to move onto the next activity. However, with height complications, she wasn't quite tall enough to reach the ground and drag her feet to slow down. She kicked her legs to try and stop herself, but it was futile. "Secchan, help please!" Robyn looked over her shoulder from where she was swinging and nodded her head toward the girl, implying for him to help her pull the swing to a stop. She went about lightly dragging her feet on the ground to eventually slow herself. "Maybe Seth can pick a game to play. I'm sure he has a bunch of ideas." Maybe she was good with kids, but creating childhood games was not exactly one of her fortes. "Yeah! What should we do now, Secchan?" the girl asked expectantly while she waited to be helped off the swing. |
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| Fin | Apr 7 2011, 09:57 PM Post #9 |
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"Coming, coming," He said with a small hopeless grin, walking over right next to the still swinging girl and took hold of one of the chain connecting the seat and the entire frame of the swing set, gradually slowing her down as he dissipated the entire momentum, and putting her to a complete stop. The moment she could safely touch the ground without being knocked over by the swing that had loyally become her steed just a few seconds ago she quickly bounded away with a big smile on her face, her hands behind her back and said, "Thank you, Secchan! So, what should we play now?" "Mm..." He tapped his chin, pulling the nostalgia card as he tried to recall every single children game he used to have back then when he himself was a preschooler. Obviously there's not much he could get his hands on due to a certain over-powering little sister. Somewhere far away in a room, a girl sitting by a table doing her homework. "Ah-choo!" Well, this is gonna be hard. He couldn't really think of anything Oh, thanks, dear little sister. I have just realized that you have ruined my childhood by pretending to be the overpowering queen that controls all men in the universeahah. A light bulb popped to life above his head as he snapped his fingers at the sudden and convenient revelation, his face lighting up in enlightenment. "How about a pretend game, then?" "Ooh~ I like pretend games!" The navy-haired little girl jumped in joy, leaping over next to Seth just for the sake of it. "So, what kind of pretend game do we play?" "I dunno," He said, shrugging. "What do you want to play?" "Mmmmm........." She hm'ed excessively in a cute little girlish way, crossing her arms and pouting as she began racking her brain for some fun scenes that fits the amount of players and her cravings for fun. "Aah! I know!" She said, bouncing on the spot as an inspiration struck her. "Let's play 'The Hero Saves The Princess From The Dragon'!" She wasn't sure what the proper name for that is, but what the heck, so long as she understands it. However someone doesn't seem to be getting it. Well, he gets it, but he's not sure if he heard her right. He blinked for a moment before blurting out, "Uh... sorry?" "Secchan will be the Hero, Miss Robyn will be the Princess, and I will be the Dragon!" She said happily, remorselessly and mercilessly pointing at each of them as she stated their roles. |
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| Sujin | Apr 8 2011, 12:44 AM Post #10 |
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Dangerously Cheesy.
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Seth helped the girl slow down the momentum of the swing and make a safe dismount of the play equipment. The two began to discuss what would take place on the playground next, and although she was listening, she was only half-paying attention. For some reason the swing brought back a sense of nostalgia for her, and it nearly punched her in the face. Something as simple as flying almost freely through the air without the reason for doing so being a kick or a throw was almost enough to calm her completely. It reminded her of simpler times, although she often found herself wondering if the things she recalled were real memories or merely dreams she thought of over and over until they solidified themselves in memory status. Being near the young child was almost like having a tether to earth and being reminded that there were things out there worth fighting for--at least more than just a paycheck so she'd have a place to live and food to eat. On the flip side, seeing her innocence reminded Robyn of how corrupt the world really was. Where did the change happen from when people played games all day and loved their families to turning to greed and hate? Unfortunately it was a perpetual cycle that would continue long after she was dead, but she had to believe that her contributions to the justice system were good for something. After all, if it weren't for Seth and his constant higher calling to duty, this little girl would likely still be torn from her family, and who knows if she'd even be alive by now. She didn't discuss it, and it wasn't plainly obvious, but knowing her actions could do things like restore a happy family were worth it in the end. Someone in this world should be allowed to live out their dreams, she thought to herself with a blank smile on her face. Eventually Robyn dragged herself back to reality, surely they would've chosen something to do by now. She slowed the swing down with her feet and came to a halt, standing up and joining the other two deep in thought on the game topic. "A pretend game?" Ideas began popping into her head as to what the girl would choose. Would they go on an African safari and be chased by lions? Or maybe they would be astronauts and fly to the moon. Or maybe-- "Let's play 'The Hero Saves The Princess From The Dragon'! Secchan will be the Hero, Miss Robyn will be the Princess, and I will be the Dragon!" she called out with finality as she pointed a small finger at each of them to delegate their parts in the game. Robyn's expression went from supportive inquiry about the next game, to honest shock. There had to be a way to redirect this disaster waiting to happen. "Ah hah...um...Surely YOU want to be the princess, Miki! Haven't you always wanted to be a princess like in the Disney movies?" she asked, trying to pander the role off onto the girl. Miki shook her head defiantly. She was not going to cave-in on this one. "Nope. I'm allllways the princess. It's too boring. I want to be the magic dragon! Rawwrr!" She raised her arms up into the air and made pretend claws with her hands, stomping around in the sand to display her dragon skills. She also brilliantly displayed her lack of concern for whether her playmates were having fun or not. The thought of being saved, even if only 'pretend saved' by Seth was unsettling, let alone the fact that he was supposed to be her knight in shining armor. Given the fact that she was dealing with a kid instead of adults, she couldn't blow this one off. Kids had this way of making up their minds and sticking with it; if only adults could do the same. Needless to say, this play idea was a recipe for a whole lot of awkward. " 'Kay! You go up to the top of this, it's your castle," Miki instructed as she motioned to a wooden construct of various platforms, stairs, and slides going off in different directions. Robyn grumbled inside her head as she felt the girl push her forward toward a rope ladder for her to climb up. It was a few levels to get to the top where the highest slide connected to a covered and fenced-in wooden platform. At least she'd be out of the sun, and she liked kids, but she was glad there weren't more than ten or so others on the playground right then. "Okay...I'm up," she called down from her "fortress." Maybe she needed to stop associating herself with children as this was a bit ridiculous. She should've taken forever to climb up there. Maybe by the time she was established in her position the girl would've lost interest and moved onto another game. But to no avail. " 'Kay...now you say 'help' while I chase away Secchan!" Robyn let out a sigh. She couldn't believe she was doing this. "Help, I'm trapped by a dragon..." she called out with a real lack of energy, coughing over how uncomfortable this was for her. She was never good at this sort of role anyway, and on top of the fact that one of her colleagues was there to see this, it was actually embarrassing for her. It was the kind of thing that could potentially ruin her reputation, after all. "Nooo, you're doing it wrong! You hafta be scared 'cause I'm a scary dragon!" Miki whined. Over her dead body was this game of pretend going to be thwarted by poor acting. Robyn mustered up the energy and pulled out the stops, realizing this WAS just a kid's game. If nothing else, she could make it excessively sarcastic and the girl would never know the difference. The whole idea of herself playing as a damsel in distress was humorous enough on its own, so she took that angle and ran with it. Besides, it was to make Miki happy and brighten her day, so holding back because she was self-conscious about playing a princess was inexcusable. "Please help! This scary dragon won't let me go! Someone save me!" she called out in her best impression of a mock princess voice, taking it up a few notes higher than her usual tone and laying the theatrics on thick. It seemed to work as Miki beamed a smile of approval and turned to Seth. "Now YOU hafta try to save her! So...ride up on your horse and I'll jump out and try t' stop you!" And with that Miki ran behind a wooden wall that was part of the playground equipment and hid from sight, awaiting his introduction for her cue. Apparently this girl had enough princess stories read to her before she went to bed. "Do a good job or I'll make you do it again!" she yelled in warning from where she stood a few meters away. Did she have a movie director in her family? If not, she was born to be one. Edited by Sujin, Apr 8 2011, 12:16 PM.
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| Fin | Apr 8 2011, 12:09 PM Post #11 |
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Blinking was all he could do as everything was set into place. Wordlessly he stared as Princess Robyn was ushered up the, the... uh... whatever it's called. The reality was still nothing. Just wait until he starts imagining her in a frilly princess gown or something similar. Oh dear. He shook his head, trying to get the pleasing yet at the same time disturbing image out of his head. Honestly, that image was... surreal. Cute, perhaps, but surreal. It just won't pass as something that will happen in the real world. Maybe. Or is he kinda hoping for it? Gah. Bad Seth. Slap yourself in the face or something, pull yourself out of the bliss dream of dreamland. Trouble is, he can't. Not after hearing her feeble and lackluster cry for help. That alone was enough to make his mouth curl upwards in a small grin of hilarity. Is this not funny, someone who had built up an image of an uncrossable person playing the role of a helpless damsel held captor by a magic dragon tat looks like a kid? Seth was having a hard time holding down a chuckle, and by the time she gets 'serious' in being the damsel in distress, he couldn't help it. "Pfffffttt!!!!" Seriously, even V found this scenario worthy of being the gag of the year. Well, he had his fun time, until it was time for HIM to act out his role. "Uh... oh dear, you mean right now?" He asked the girl who completely ignored his view on the whole game. For the first few moments after the little director told them to begin action, he stood there like an idiot, glancing between Princess Robyn and Magic Dragon Miki for whatever input he needs to get himself out of this awkward and potentially embarrassing situation. Sadly, the only reply he got was, "Come on, Secchan!" He stared at her, and sighed deeply, knowing full well that he would never be able to slink out of this one without making a cute adorable little girl bawl her heads off. He cleared his throat, holding a clenched arm up high in the air, pretending to hold a sword in his hand, he called out to Princess Robyn on the so-called 'fortress', ignoring with great difficulty the giggling and cheering voices of the other kids around them watching their little performance. "Fear not, dear Princess! Your savior has arrived!" Oh man, that was embarrassing, to be doing it in public like this. He gave half-a-glance at Miki who was peering from behind the wooden wall waiting fir her chance to pounce on her prey. But for some reason, instead of the usual enthusiastic look a happy kid eager playing a pretend game is supposed to have, she somehow looked disappointed. And for a reason apparent half-a-moment later. "Secchan... where's your horse...?" "H-huh?" He muttered, dropping the hand holding the 'sword' to his side, looking quite flustered at how badly he might have performed. "You hafta have a horse, Secchan!" She yelled indignantly, jumping out from her hiding place, placing both her hands on her hips and puffing out her cheek, annoyed at the half-hearted pretend game they were playing. "Every Prince needs to have a horse!" Wow, what a meticulous little director. "But... I don't have a horse?" Like that wasn't obvious enough. Not to mention, how was he supposed to act out riding on a horse, taking a horse stance? Oh dear. That image looks seriously funny. "Uh..." She seemed to have realized his point, and began looking around for something to be used as his horse. Her sight, conveniently enough, fell on her Nana. Something, or someone. 'Nana's' face dropped slightly at the look Miki was giving him. Oh dear, never ever again will he illegally extend his break time. ~~~ "Fear not, my dear Princess! Your savior has arrived!" A replay of the previous act, except this time, he was riding on Nana's back, who was forced to succumb to the destructive weapon of little kids, the big bad puppy-eyes. Nana was on all four, grunting in annoyance and pain as he had to lug Prince Seth on his back just so that he could keep his job. "Uhm... sorry about this, I didn't mean..." Seth whispered apologetically to Horse Nana. Horse Nana didn't reply, but simply grunted yet again. He took that as a "Whatever," Well, time to get this game on the roll, then! "Charge, my faithful steed!" Too caught up in the act he kicked HARD on his 'steed's torso, causing Nana to whimper in pain. But this was all for his job, he thought, as he bravely and quickly crawls towards the lair of the hidden Magic Dragon Miki, where Princess Robyn was held captive! |
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| Sujin | Apr 10 2011, 07:33 PM Post #12 |
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Robyn saw the boy start to laugh at her cry for help, and immediately the death glare switch was flipped. She knew she was out of her element playing this game, but she was doing it for Miki rather than herself. Still, she had little tolerance for anyone laughing at her unless she was legitimately attempting to be funny, which wasn't often. Then again, she wasn't mentally prepared for what was about to happen next. The girl crossed her legs pretzel-style and propped her upper body against her arms which were planted behind her on the wooden floor. This was hardly a sitting position for a "princess," but that was the least of her worries. Her focus at this point was seeing how Seth was going to interpret his role and, as expected, he did not disappoint. Despite his attempt at brandishing a make-believe sword and verbally announcing himself, he was reprimanded by the few-foot-tall mini director for not using the proper form of transportation. Robyn's first thought was that he would simply try to walk has if it looked like he was riding a horse, with a fake gallop and holding onto some fake reins (Monty Python-like). But his solution to this problem was much better. The mock princess was unable to contain herself. The humiliated bodyguard combined with the awkwardness of Seth riding on his back was too much to take in. The look on the bodyguard's face was priceless enough, but combined with Seth's line was the icing on the cake. Thus, she burst out into a blatant fit of laughter, nearly having to wipe a tear from the corner of her eye. Miki seemed to be too preoccupied with waiting for her cue that she didn't take it upon herself to tell Robyn laughing was not allowed. "Fear not, my dear Princess! Your savior has arrived!" "Hold on, hold on..." she said, calming herself down and pulling her phone out of her back pocket. She held it out in front of her toward the two and....Snap! Blaaackmaaaail! She then tucked the phone away, clasped her hands together and cleared her throat to prepare for her royal response. "Oh, thank goodness! Please be careful, there is a terrible dragon afoot!" Miki took this as her introduction and jumped out from behind the place she had been "hiding" and threw her hands up into claws. "RAAWR!!" the girl roared, baring her teeth at Seth. "I'm a dragon and I'm gonna eat you! She's MY princess!" And with that she started running after the "hero" and his "horse"! Robyn stifled another laugh and threw the back of her hand up to her forehead, mockingly calling out. "For wretched luck! The terrible dragon has appeared! Don't die, brave knight! ...Prince! Whatever you are!" She certainly wasn't going to win any awards any time soon, but she was at least entertained. |
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| Fin | Apr 12 2011, 04:59 PM Post #13 |
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Simply for the sake of keeping his paycheck and to avoid being clawed by the little director/dragon, he would have jumped out of the way. But with a fifty kilograms weight behind his back, the best he could do was jerk to the side before falling down on his face. Not quite graceful by a knight's standard, really. However there was really no need for him to suffer such a humiliating accident just to stay 'in-character', as, for another disconcerting unknown reason, Miki had came to a screeching halt on her way to devour the knight and his steed, now walking slowly towards them with her chin in her fingers, a calculative and criticizing look on her face, staring at Seth from head to toe. "Uh... anything wrong?" Seth asked, still sitting on the downed and disgruntled Nana. She didn't answer immediately, but stood there examining him for a few more seconds before closing her eyes and crossing her arms. She gave one long "Hmmmmmmmmm..." before slowly saying in the most serious of tone, "You don't look like a real prince," Well of course he's not. First of all, you need to realize that he doesn't look manly or muscly at all. He whines a lot, that girly face only makes him look more like a princess in a dude's clothes than a prince in a dude's clothes, and let's be honest here. You can't help but feel like something ominous is being suggested by the little director. And sure enough, when she snapped her fingers, Seth, trembling all over, could feel his pride is at stake. "You need some prince clothing," Awh hell no. "Eh, wait, waitwaitwaitwait," He stammered, getting off from his steed with a panicky look on his face. "Really, Miki, there's no need for any of those, right?" He said, trying to get her mind off from what he thought she was thinking. "Of course there is," Miki said, giving her Nana a weird kind of signal that Nana somehow understands. Without so much as a thought, while still on the ground he took out a cellphone from his back pocket, pressed a number and muttered something that Seth couldn't hear due to being far away from him. After a few head nods, he replaced the phone back into his pocket, with a slight upwards curl on his mouth. That did nothing to alleviate his nervousness. If anything, it only increases it. "Um... Miki, what do you have in mind...?" He asked her with a slight shudder in his voice. And the response he got was disconcerting. Miki gave a somehow evil laugh (it sounded evil to him), before- SCREEEECH!!!! All of a sudden a truck screeched into existence right next to them. It sent up dusts and debris in an impressive manner, just to indicate how fast it was traveling moments before. The truck's cargo didn't say anything, but the sudden randomness of it would end soon as the wall of the cargo suddenly splits open, revealing the interior of the truck. What he saw stopped his heart. He was greeted with what could be described as a mobile clothing store for bourgeois. Racks and shelves and whatever they use to display all of that whatever those over-gaudy and over-the-top sparkling shining high-quality clothes, styles from dozens of different eras in time and some too extravagant he couldn't even begin to describe it, it was heaven to anyone who loves to play dress-up. A staircase emerged from the bottom of the truck, hitting the ground with a metallic thud. Then two women in maid uniform emerged from the forest of clothes, stepped down the stairs and walked up to Miki, before politely bowing down to her. "Good day, ojou-chan. Whatever is your wish?" It definitely feels weird to see two grown-up women to be talking so politely to a four-feet tall pseudo-director/dragon. "Hmhmm~ Yeah, Secchan wants to be a prince," Wait, what? When did he say that? "We were playing pretend but he doesn't look like a real prince, so..." One of them caught the terrified looking boy in her eyes, before nudging her partner about him. For some reason, there's an evil glint in their eyes, as their mouth curled up in a mischievous Cheshire grin. They didn't need Miki to explain any further, because their minds were already working on the best outfit to fit Mr./Ms. Pretty Boy. "Understandable. We'll get to work immediately," They replied in unison the moment they realized that Miki had already finished talking. And luckily enough for them, Miki's wants coincides with what they want. They turned over to Seth, who backed away at the sudden attention he was getting. "Uhm... what... what are you..." He said, stepping back a few more feet in terror. "Don't worry~" One of them said. "This won't hurt a bit~" Now why would she reference pain? Before Seth could get any chance to reply in an incredulous manner the two maids rushed forward, grabbing both of his arms and rapidly dragging him towards the truck without giving him even a second to take a breath. "H-huh?" While he was being clueless as to what had just happened, he was unceremoniously dumped into the truck, "W-wait! NO-UUAAHH!!!" followed by the two maids whom had just sprouted devils horns. What follows that was... "KYAAAHHH!!!" "No-No DON'T!! NOT THAT!!!" "AAH!!! Ahaha!! Hay, that tickled-WAAAHH!!!" After about five minutes of scuffling and some pretty suggestive outcry... Seth stumbled out of the truck, breathing heavily and was still confused at the recent ordeal. Behind him were the excited and overjoyed squeals of the two stoked maids. It took a while for him to realize that every single kids at the park was gawking and wooing at him in his... Oh dear. Majestic clothes for a fitting noble, the white cashmere coat sparkles like the pearl, spherical amber gems inconveniently stuck all over the place for the pure cosmetic value shone like the dim setting sun, golden seams and sinews that literally blinds everyone in the vicinity, ah, if only the wearer would look a bit more happy about this, then the image of a perfect pretty boy would be complete. Trouble is, he's at the other end of the happiness spectrum. "Uuu... uuu...." His face was flaring up from extreme embarrassment, blood rushed to his face making him he more like a tomato painted red, then shone with a red light. His eyes started welling up tears and, not being able to think straight from the massive mental strain the only thing he managed to do was squat in humiliation, seriously hoping that some random evil shadow monster would appear out of nowhere and take him away from the face of the earth, never to reappear ever again for the rest of eternity. Miki, who was just standing there this whole time, nodded in approval of Seth's new fabulous look, despite the person itself being seriously against it, turned over to the 'Princess' on the so-called 'fortress' of her. With the look of confidence, determination and eagerness on her face, she said, "Now it's your turn, Miss Robyn!" Edited by Fin, Apr 12 2011, 05:03 PM.
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| Sujin | Apr 13 2011, 01:53 PM Post #14 |
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"What the..." Robyn stood up from her holding cell at the top of the play equipment so she could get a better panoramic view of just what was going on without the wooden fence obstructing her vision. There was some sort of a commotion going on at ground level between Miki, Seth and the babysitting bodyguard, and Seth did not look very happy about it. It was literally a matter of seconds between the time the suited man put down his phone and a strange truck pulled up. No, this wasn't just a truck...it was a gigantic semi that screeched to a halt and poured black diesel fumes up into the air as it stopped. At first Robyn apprehensively thought it was a truck meant to kidnap the boy, but there were a few issues with this deduction. First of all, the cargo portion of the truck was decorated with...rainbows and unicorns? Certainly that couldn't have been what it contained. Secondly, a huge truck like that (nevermind wondering how the hell it maneuvered its way into the park) was not a very efficient escape vehicle. And the final reasoning that this couldn't have been something malicious was when women dressed as maids descended from the vehicle and approached Miki, apparently looking to see what it was she wanted. Oh boy, this game of pretend just got a lot more real. Some brief dialogue was exchanged and then the two women snatched Seth, tossing him into the truck quite roughly given their build. The door was shut behind them, but the vehicle did not lurch forward in an attempt to kidnap him. It rocked a bit, and there was some muffled yelling, but it wasn't long before the doors were flung back open. She immediately took back the thought that nothing malicious could be done in the confines of that vehicle. Out stepped the boy, visibly humiliated and clad in a pristine yet over-the-top princely outfit. From the flowing white robes to the sparkling jewels that bedazzled it, she really had to question whether or not this outfit was ACTUALLY meant for a prince (it certainly didn't look like something from a costume store). Then again, Miss Richie Rich must've had a whole team of seamstresses available to her for creating outfits and the like even if just for play. The fact that these outfits were available in adult sizes WAS a bit concerning, however. Despite this, Robyn had to bite her tongue to keep herself from bursting out in a laughing fit, but she had to admit that if he didn't look so morose about it, the whole thing didn't look bad. It must've been that pretty face that really pulled it all together; she didn't imagine the outfit looking quite the same if Crow were to wear it. This game of pretend was going a little further than she had anticipated. But surely this was just a "little girl thing" and she wanted to play with a "real prince" and it would stop there. If only she knew. "Now it's your turn, Miss Robyn!" came the voice of sweet terror from down at ground level. Robyn's heart sank and her face nearly went white, shaking her head in disapproval. "Oh, no...I'm fine! Really! Like you said, I don't do much so there's no need for me to dress up!" Robyn replied as kindly as she could without offending the girl. "Exactly. Since you don't do much, you should get to at least be princess-pretty! That's your job!" Miki motioned forward to the two maids from the truck and they moved toward Robyn with the same evil glint in their eyes. What ensued next was a mad dash around the park equipment, jumping off platforms, scaling ladders, sliding down slides in a series of evasive maneuvers to avoid being caught by the two workers. Over her dead body was she going to be shoved into some sort of frilly princess dress just for the sake of fulfilling this obsessed child's play fantasy. She was a good sport up until now, but this was crossing a line. Robyn had managed to outrun the two and stood behind a stack of wooden beams, letting out a sigh and wiping her forehead. As soon as she turned around, she smacked into a solid wall. Covered in fabric. And decorated with a tie. Hold on. An unforeseen suited man of muscle stood before her, towering at what seemed to be nearly seven feet tall and well over three hundred pounds. He took his two gigantic hands and spun her around, pinning down her arms with one arm and raising the other hand to her face with a cloth doused in Chloroform. "Sorry miss," bellowed the voice of the hired giant. "Li'l miss's orders; if you'd just cooperated it woulda been a lot easier." Before she had time to properly react (she was in a children's playground after all, she shouldn't have to have her survival and attack instincts at 100%) the world went blurry before eventually going black in a matter of seconds. . . . . . . . . . . . The next thing she knew she was waking up in a room full of rainbow colors, sparkles, and blurry-looking people. Maybe what had just happened was a dream, or maybe she was dead. She could feel herself being handled by someone, and it wasn't long before she heard, "Okay, all done! There you are, m'dear!" Before she even knew what was happening, she was standing, forcefully pushed down the set of stairs which she nearly fell down, and blinded by the overpowering sunlight after coming out from the darkness. It felt like she'd just been turned loose from an alien abduction, complete with disorientation and not knowing what just happened. It took her a moment to realize what exactly took place to her a few moments earlier. Standing in the sunlight, her billowy, golden gown sparkled, nearly enough to blind passersby walking at the right angle. It was paired with some white gloves that went above her elbows and a yellow ribbon in her hair. The other kids oooh'd and ahh'd at the Playground Princess, some of the girls feeling like they'd won a free visit with one of the Disney Princesses. The ensemble may have looked nice if it wasn't accompanied by a look of utter betrayal and indignity, and accompanied by a prominent blush on her cheeks. "I-I can't wear this!" Robyn stammered, clutching at the dress and eyeing the small girl in borderline disgust of her outfit. She was purposely avoiding looking at Seth at this point. She didn't even want to acknowledge the fact that someone who knew her was witnessing this taking place, face ablaze and all. "Yes you can, Miss Robyn! You look so pretty, like a real princess!" the girl giggled in a completely smitten fashion. Somewhere along the line she had taken the liberty of putting on a little green dragon costume, her face sticking out from the dragon's "mouth." It really was pretty adorable, from the mock-angry eyes to the little wings to the little tail. "Go back to your castle so we can start, pleeease!" Robyn was about to protest, but she got a glare from the bodyguard that manhandled her earlier, and she marched off to her playground prison with a huff. She went back up to her "highest part in the tallest tower" and sat down in a fit of ruffles and satin, looking utterly displeased with the whole thing, clutching at her dress uncomfortably. She pulled up the layers and layers of fabric to look at her feet to see why climbing up all those ladders was such a pain. Sure enough, glass slippers. Robyn couldn't help but roll her eyes at how far this was going. Miki jumped around excitedly and pointed Prince Seth toward his "trusty steed" aka Nana now wearing a horse costume and back on all fours and nearly ready to burst in humiliation. To be honest, Robyn half expected there to be a real horse in that truck, but maybe daddy knew better than to send a horse to a playground at the city park as it was likely she'd tried this in the past. Regardless, this was like one giant game of adult dress-up rape as far as she was concerned. "Okay...NOW we're ready!" Miki called out with a bold smile, taking up her claw-hands again. "From where we left off, annnnd...go!" Miki voice transformed into Magic Dragon Miki voice as she tried her best at making it more monstery. "RAWWR, I'm gonna eat you!" Robyn sat up in her tower with a "woe is me" look on her face, brooding over her situation until she got one of "those looks" from Miki's crew. Feeling a chill run down her spine not knowing if this could possibly get any worse (and not wanting to find out), she immediately cleared her voice and reassumed Princess mode in a hurry. "Oh no, a terrible dragon! Be careful, dear Prince!" This time there may have even been a hint of actual fear in her voice, which was saying something since she'd seen some awful things in her lifetime. Not fear for Seth, mind you, but for herself in relation to these super servants. She was going to give a performance whether she wanted to or not, still avoiding looking Seth in the eye for fear it would confirm the fact that she was actually wearing what she was wearing and this was NOT in fact a dream. There was still a sliver of a chance that this wasn't real, right? Edited by Sujin, Apr 14 2011, 11:38 AM.
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| Fin | Apr 15 2011, 12:28 AM Post #15 |
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Woh, now ain't that scary. The previously mentioned beautiful and disturbing image actually materialized itself right here, right now, right in front of him. Although, to be honest, she doesn't actually look that disturbing. More on the beautiful side, really. Was it simply because she doesn't look like the type to be found dead wearing a dress or something? Maybe. Not that he had any thoughts on paying any attention to her. He's too busy with his own ordeal right now. At the very least she gets to stay up there in her so-called fortress like a good little princess where she doesn't have to do all those flashy jumping and sword swinging action, unlike the role Seth was playing. Seriously, he's getting waaaay too much attention just squatting there in embarrassment. Being a pretty boy sure is tough. I didn't say that. And the only response V would get from Seth was a dark internal glower. Back to sulking. ... ...... .........Well? When are you gonna get back on your feet? Come one, we've got a show to roll here. "Wait, What?" Seth perked up his head for the first time after what seemed like a long time, staring at an empty open space with as much ludicrousity as his face can handle. "You're not telling me to go out there in this, it's embarrassing!" Oh, come on, it's just a pretend game! "You say that, why don't YOU go out and play? Better you than me!" I would, but just imagine what kind of vile devilish actions I would do that could potentially end the happy moments of a little girl and a princess? "What do you mean by that?" I dunno. Think about it. It's quite unusual for him to give Seth the chance to think about the consequences of him being the one in charge. Come to think of it, it's quite unusual that he had yet to take control of Seth's body so that he could finish everything quick in time for dinner. While we are all wondering what made him change from being someone who would deathly impose himself on others to someone who asks for reviews and permissions before acting, Seth was busy thinking up what kind of possible Lovecraftian's horror V would unleash on them. And no, the results of the thinking was not something that should be made public. That's quite possibly the reason why Seth's face suddenly paled in fear of the possibilities of whatever, and regained a new kind of vigor to continue this roleplaying game. All for the sake of not having any more of his imaginations coming to life. without any further questioning he immediately jumped on Nana Horse, kicking him in the torso out of reflex thinking he just got on a real horse (ouch), yelling out, "Abomination! Release the Princess from your foul grip!" "RAWRR! Just try and stop me!" Okay, while she gets an A for enthusiasm, I'd give her an F for everything else. But then again, she's a preschooler, what do you expect? Immediately she rushed forward with her fluffy cotton claws extended above her in an attempt to 'devour' the so-called knight. Okay, this is already more than he could handle. He raised his legs from the ground, firmly placing his feet at the back of Nana Horse, before, without warning, used Nana Horse as a platform for him to jump over Magic Dragon Miki, leaving Nana Horse there to be the victim of Magic Dragon Miki's horrendous and terrible tickle attack. Well, not really, she mostly just gaped in awe as Seth landed right behind her, despite the landing being way more ungraceful than it's supposed to be if it were evaluated by some of the more experienced traceur. But patience was not on his side. And seriously, being watched and wooed by everyone, even if the audiences are kids, was kinda unsettling for him. He wasted no time dashing towards the playground equipment, setting his eyes on the main objective of this pretend game. Swiftly he climbed up the ladders and the stairs, reaching up to the top floor where Princess Robyn resides. And there she was. Up close, he can't help but gape at her for a few moments, admiring the beauty in that golden gown, before realizing that's Robyn in a princess costume. He jumped onto the platform, quickly walking up to her before picking her up bridal-style without waiting for any consent. "Sorry, but can we just get this over with?" He said, in a tone that clearly won't accept a no for an answer. That said and done, he leaped over the railing that was meant to keep kids from falling over the edge, landing HARD on the ground. Not surprising, seeing the added weight. And apparently, he thought it was over with that. "Okay! The prince rescued the princess, everyone lives happily ever after, the end!" There was obviously a large amount of relief in that ending sentence. He set Robyn down, reaching up to his collar to take off that embarrassing prince suit, before realizing that he had just been raped in that truck. Not literally of course, but safe to say that he's not wearing anything other than that gaudy prince suit. "I'll... just return this then," He said, promptly waltzing towards the semi-truck. |
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