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Post by Saushi on Jun 19, 2005 22:36:08 GMT -5
"Hi everyone!" Saushi yelled out as he burst through the doors of the eatery, holding his fan sword. "Ok, basicly, this is a hold-up!!!!! Until you all give me all your money, I will make a mess! The longer you take in giving me money, the bigger the mess will be!" After his concise introductory speach, Saushi began to make a mess. He ravaged through the restaurant, thowing food and cooking oil all over the floor. He smashed plates on peoples heads and stuck forks into tables with great vigour. Saushi was doing this because he was a bad guy and needed some money since he just came to Ria.
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Post by RayanStiger on Jun 19, 2005 22:54:33 GMT -5
"What's that guy's problem?" Rayan muttered to himself. He was sitting at a table by himself, disinterestedly eating a piece of ham. "I came here to eat a nice, peaceful meal and to get away from the drudgery of life, and then this wacko has to come and cause some commotion," he complained. Rayan tried to continue eating without being disturbed, but at last, he decided he had had enough. He threw down his ham and stood up, fire blazing in his eyes. His thrust his chair back convulsively, and stomped towards the rowdy newcomer, kicking any chairs and shoving any people in his way. Eventually, he came within five feet of the professional moron. Glaring at him vehemently, Rayan struck up a plot for revenge. He reached for the ketchup and mustard on the table, undid the caps, and aimed them at the crazy man.
"Hey buddy, if you're gonna create a mess, learn to do it right!" he shouted. Rayan squeezed down on the bottles, spraying ketchup and mustard all over Saushi, cackling with insane laughter all the while. After awhile, Rayan shouted out, "Here, I'll make a sandwich for you! Or more like make you into one!" He then sprayed him with relish, then added in some pickles, mayo, and an olive to top it off. Rayan then grabbed two slices of bread and jammed them into the man's ears, and stuck toothpicks in them.
"There, a complete sandwich! Sorry if it was a little messy. I'm sure you wouldn't appreciate that sort of thing." Rayan grinned, satisfied with his purposefully overexaggerated reaction, hoping that he had gotten his point across that the newcomer was being a nuisance.
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Post by Saushi on Jun 19, 2005 23:21:54 GMT -5
With sandwhich making stuff dripping down him, Saushi was mad. "What makes you think you can come ruin my livelihood?" Saushi blurted out with improvized insanity.
"Now everyone here still has to give me all their money or they will succum to the same demeaning fate as lonesome lunatic who treat's me like a sandwich!" After commenting those words, Saushi dashed out a feverishly polished handgun. He pointed the relic at the guy's head and carefuly pressed the trigger only to hear a resounding click. "I forgot to load my gun! What a terrible mistake!" Saushi exlamed unhappily.
"Well then, Mr. what's-your-face. You have seroiusly underestimated my esteemed power! I will now show you my wrath by sommooning my most devoius creature known to exist!" Once he informed the guy by saying what he said, Saushi yelled out, "I now summon the great Saushiotagaitio!" At that, the doors of theeatery blasted from their hinges and in stepped a sheep with yellow painted on spots. "Attack!" Saushi commanded the speep who thought he was a dog. The creature then walked over to the guy and bit him really hard. Saushi squirt some ketchup right where the creature was biting. "Now you have torrent of blood flowing from you! You can not beat the great Saushi today!" Saushi shouted triumphantly!
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Post by banana on Jun 20, 2005 0:16:42 GMT -5
Ears hurt from all sorts of noises. Sometimes loud headphones blasting angry rock music is the culprit. Other times its annoying people babbiling on and on about who knows what. Every once in a while its from something called a headache, or migraine.
Banana's ears hurt, and it was from none of these reasons listed above. The culprit was a combination of things, namely the two men yelling at each other and the noise they were creating from smashing and crashing all sorts of things.
Ears hurting is no small thing. Great composers can't compose when their ears hurt. Great listeners of angry rock music can't listen when their ears hurt, which is often. Hoboes can't properly steal beg money off of people when their ears hurt.
Banana was an angry young man right now. Not as angry as when people cracked lame jokes about his name, e.g "Were your parents fruitcakes?", but still he was angry. Not quite as angry as an anry rhino when bitten by pesky little mosquitos, but still rather angry. Banana determined he was about as angry as a hardcore Yu-Gi-Oh card player when they lost a rare card, such as a holographic red-eyed blue dragon.
The source of his ears hurting which resulted in him being angry, listed above, needed to be dealt with before anymore sheep who thought they were dogs entered the premises.
Years ago, as a young lad of 10, Banana had had no friends. No real friends, no imaginary friends (no matter how many he dreamt up, they always ended up stabbing him in the back), no friends who were actually his parents, no nanny who can be your friend, no rich uncle who gives you money and you'd call a friend, and no gayghosthorse friends.
During these depressing times Banana had dealt with the dullness of having no friends by stealing some metal forks from a local antique store. Second after second, minute after minute, hour after hour, day after day, month after month, year after year, Banana would sit in his bedroom with those drab white walls and throw forks at a stuffed monkey, whom he named Pepper. (Pepper was one of those things that turned out to be a good for nothing backstabber)
After years of practice of throwing metal forks at Pepper, Banana finally made friends. But this did not matter now. What mattered is all that practice, the sweat, the blisters, the mind-numbing pain he'd endured, might finally pay off.
He twirled a metal fork with his fingers playfully, balancing it like it was something out of a circus. And not one of those circuses that doesn't know what its doing; where the clowns aren't funny or stupid, where the trapeze artists fall with regularity, where the loudspeaker is broken, and the elephant is actually stuffed. A real circus, where the clowns are both stupid and funny, where the trapeze artists are highly skilled, where the loudspeaker is loud and clear, and the elephant is massive and disgusting smelling.
Finally the twirling stopped. Banana turned around slowly savoring the moment like one would savor a well-done steak and a cup of fine wine. This fine wine would probably be from a good wine year, say 1876 or somewhere around that period. No one likes cheap wine, unless the person is cheap himself.
The motion of throwing the metal fork was like a basketball player who relentlessly practices his lay-ups, both left-handed and right-handed, until they can do it in their sleep. These players live, eat and sleep lay-ups. Unfortunatly none make it to the proffessional leagues because all they practice is lay-ups, when they should be working on defense, jump-shooting, and other skills.
The fork whizzed through the air like a freshly sharpened bread knife through store-bought bread. This bread is of the white variety, not wheat or whole-wheat, of fat-free, or any foriegn variety of bread. The bread drops like flies dropping when hit by a brand new fly swatter, when the person who has it in his or her hand employs the perfect fly swatting motion.
There were two forks. They hit the two men who were making the noise which hurt Banana's ears and made him anrgy simultaneously. The sounds of flying forks and men being hit by them made Banana think of a cow chewing grass on a farm. This is one of those good farms where the cows are well-fed, the grass is greener then green, and only the best fodder is used as opposed to farms where the grass is routinely brown and decaying and the worst fodder is used.
Banana flexed his fingers like someone standing up after sitting down for a long time and stretching. This could be after using the computer, sleeping, lounging with a woman or women, collapsing on the floor due to exhaustion or falling asleep awkwardly in a chair thats too small for one's figure.
Now to see the men's reaction. Hopefully they would stop this infernal noise, Banana's ears would stop hurting, his anger would subside, and he could enjoy his meal in silence. Silence like a cold night where the only sound is one's thoughts and the occasional breeze, where the car that passes every once in a while jerks one awake from daydreaming, or in this case, nightdreaming.
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Post by RayanStiger on Jun 20, 2005 13:35:46 GMT -5
Rayan stared down at his arm, which for some reason was oozing ketchup after being bitten by a retarded sheep. After a few moments, Rayan shouted out, "AGH! RABIES!!!" and began to flail his arm about wildly. Then he heard the sound of a metal object careening through the air, then a thunk and the impaling of his own flesh. He winced, clenching his teeth, then reached back and pulled out the fork with a hiss. Rayan looked down at it, his vision reddening, and decided that whoever threw this fork at him would die in one painful manner or another. Multiple options instantly came to mind. Chinese water torture. A million, billion ninja stars thrown at them at once. Forcing him to watch the Lord of the Rings trilogy for all eternity, or worse yet, the entire first season of Yu-gi-oh! Oh yes, whoever had done this atrosity would suffer dearly.
But for the moment, Rayan was more concerned with the wacko and his retarded sheep. He plunged the bloody fork in his hand into the sheep's neck, then pulled downwards, scraping as harshly as possible. Rayan then picked up a nearby napkin and shoved it down the sheep's throat, hand slit by the creature's teeth as he thrust his arm further down in order to choke it.
"DIE, you hideous Pokemon reject!" Rayan hissed.
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Post by lostjoy on Jun 20, 2005 18:11:47 GMT -5
((wee!! ::huggels Rayan:: my favorite little hobo from Gaia!!Hee hee!! XD..is it okay that I join?)) Mewie and Momo on her shoulder walked into the resturant,having somone trying to kidnap her at a local bar last night,she had decided to come to a more,settle eatery. But when she walked through the doors,her long silver hair up in pigtails,so only the tips touched the ground,and wearing a short white dress,showing her dancer like legs.
Her eyes widened,the whole place was in utter chaos,forks were being thrown as if they were spears,she wondered how long those people must of practiced to be so good,though she could do it without practice,but she was a android,and these,mere humans, Or so she thought.
But what angered her the most,only being a bit furious seeing that she won't have a nice meal here, was that seeing a blue haired man trying to kill a poor sheep by choking ti with what looked like a napkin,though she was assassin,she did have a soft spot for anything in animal form. She walked silently,moving her head as to not get hit by anything,Momo just watched around excited,enjoying this as if it was a mere show.
Mewie took out her hand gun,hidden beneath her dress and pointed it at Rayans hand,her voice cold and stern. "You'll stop hurting that poor sheep,before I blow your head off."
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Post by RayanStiger on Jun 21, 2005 12:53:09 GMT -5
(But of COURSE it's okay for you to join! Hehe... Rayan's not a hobo tho! XD! Just so you know tho this is unlike other rp threads in that it's obviously not a serious one.)
Rayan froze upon hearing the sound of a hammer clicking behind him. He turned to see a cutesy girl with a pistol in her hand and a look on her face that had "pissed off in the extreme" written all over it. Rayan ceased thrusting the napkin down the sheep's throat and lit up a smirk.
"Well now, threatening me, are you?" he said in a cool but somewhat mocking tone. "Allow me to show you something." Rayan reached down with his free hand to his leg, undid the leather straps that held one of his guns in place, then raised it up to point back at the girl.
"Allow me to introduce you to the RSV model Mobile Energy Gun plasma autorifle. It boasts a rank-S rating firing rate, an effective range of several hundred kilometers more than any other of its class, and a cooling system that prevents it from overheating unless it is fired for several straight minutes. But that's not all! It also has a railbeam shooting attachment, which has the firepower to destroy a three-story building in one blast. I'm sure you don't understand all those technical terms, so I'll restate everything plainly. Simply put, I can blow you sky high or riddle you full before you ever squeeze the trigger," he said with a devious grin.
Instead of firing however, Rayan returned his gun to its strap, and pulled his hand out of the sheep's mouth. It gnashed its bloody teeth and let out a battle cry as it tried to bite him. "MEEEEEP!!!" Rayan quickly reached for a nearby bottle of ketchup and swung it down upon the creature's head. It collapsed on the ground, unconscious.
"There, that's taken care of," Rayan said, using another napkin to clean his bloody hand. Turning back towards the girl, he began to explain himself. "You probably didn't see, but that thing attacked me first. I was acting in self-defense. It was brought here by that guy over there." Rayan pointed over towards Saushi. "He's the one that started this whole commotion to begin with. I wanted him to cut it out, so I decided to do something about it. Looks like my plan backfired, though..."
After he finished cleaning off his hand, Rayan offered his other one to the girl for a handshake. "Name's Rayan. Hope we can become acquainted on a more friendly basis after that little escapade. I just showed you my gun to let you know what you were dealing with. No harm intended."
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Post by Saushi on Jun 21, 2005 13:52:44 GMT -5
Saushi stood there completely still in utter shock as Rayan shoved a napkin down the sheep throat. "How is that possible?" Saushi silently said to himself with amazement beyond belief that someone actually dared to oppress the great Saushiotagaitio. THen the impossibly unthinkable happened... The guy knocked out the sheep...
Before Saushi would do anything else, it was a necessity that he healed the sheep. He heroicly pulled out an ultra-revive. "This will do the job!" Saushi said, satisfied. When he used it on the sheep, nothing happened. He had mistakenly forgot that ultra-revives, though very useful, would have inevidabally no effect because the sheep was alseep. He then thought, to himself, that he needed to wake him up. To do that, Saushi pulled out a super-awakaning. He used it on the sheep, and the great Saushiotagaitio was back up in perfect condition, and as astoudingly powerful as ever.
As Saushi was healing the sheep, there was a slight weapon contest going on. Now he just had to join, because of course he would easily win.
Walking up to the two people, Saushi pulled out his fan sword. "That gun you have there is semi-impressive, but it is no match for my devious fan sword." Saushi started elaborately describing his prized sword. "This sword is made form the strongest metal that I know of. It is non-toxic yet very corrosive when used to cut things. The blade is as sharp as a knife, but I never cut myself with it. It is a hidious impaler because it has no point since it is a fan sword. The fact that it is a fan sword makes sense, since after a grueling, and stubbornly exhausting sword clash, you will have to cool yourself from the intense heat that eminates from you. Isn't it great?" Saushi exclaimed with great pride.
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Post by RayanStiger on Jun 21, 2005 14:42:17 GMT -5
Rayan blinked twice, then stared blankly as Saushi explained the properties of his "fan sword." When he finished bragging about his weapon, there was about a ten second awkward silence afterwards. Rayan finally broke it by giving Saushi a slow golf clap.
"Bravo. I'm impressed. Really. Ignore the apparent sarcasm in my voice. I love it. I'm jealous, even. Stupendous."
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Post by Dysis on Jun 21, 2005 16:09:54 GMT -5
((w00t time to join a fun crazy thread))
Dysis flew into the Starlight eatery...thinking it meant something different. She thought that perhaps one could eat the light from actual stars like the fairies or perhaps a regular restaurant filled with the illusion of the night sky. Upon entering, she was quite disappointed.
Not only was it just a regular eatery, it didn't serve starlight and the decor was nothing like how she imagined it. Then something sparkly caught her eye. Drawn to it like a raven to a metallic button, Dysis realized it was nothing but some sort of toy.
But it looks so sparkly....
Dysis didn't realize there was a fight, or that Rayan was there. Instead she continued to float over to the shiny sowrd, eyes as big as saucers.
"Pretty...."
Dysis grabbed onto the handle of the sword and continued to stare at it.
"Pretty!!!! Let me seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!"
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Post by lostjoy on Jun 21, 2005 18:28:50 GMT -5
((don't deny your hoboness!! ::huggles tighter::..o..I was going to kick you in the groin..nee waa..all my ideas are ruined..T_T))
Momo clapped her hands,excited with all this chaos around her,as if it was a circus just for her. She giggled when Rayan pointed the impressive working gun,she would of been able to stop the bullet easily with a negative magnet program,like when you put two "S" magnets together,they pull away from each other. And offered his hand,seeing that Mewie just looked at it,and reached out before they were interrupted.
But when she was about to open a similar program, to attract the metal fan sword,a girl ruined the fun. She pouted.
Mewie sighed. Guess I gotta be innocent and hyper again.. Mewie jumped up and down excited as well,reaching out for the fan. "Shiney Shiney!! Let Mewie have a turn to hold!!" She reached out for the handle,taking a few steps to wards the girl.
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Post by RayanStiger on Jun 21, 2005 20:55:38 GMT -5
( T_T No man should have to endure such torture! XD Holy Zen quote. And btw I dunno if you read my thing wrong but Rayan's guns don't shoot bullets, they shoot plasma. Using magnetism wouldn't affect plasma bullets. And one last thing. Which one is Mewie and which one is Momo? I know one's the bigger one and one is the cutesy chibi one on the shoulder.)
Rayan's eyes dialated when he heard Dysis's charming squeaky voice. He glanced around frantically to see her, only to have his worst fear realized. Being as adorably innocent and utterly clueless she was, Dysis was admiring the shiny reflections on Saushi's fan sword. Rayan grit his teeth, knowing that she had just put herself in considerable danger. He made an instant assessment of the situation, quickly calculating the most efficient method of getting Dysis out of harm's way. But just when he began to take action, the little chibi robot girl on the other girl's shoulder hopped off and began to act cutely innocent as well. Rayan sweatdropped.
"Well, I guess the girls like his fan sword at least..." he muttered to himself, slapping his forehead. "Well, it's now or never..."
While Saushi was distracted by the other girl, Rayan ran towards him with a burst of speed, then went into a slide on the smooth tile floor. He slid between him and Dysis, grabbing hold of her as moved forward and picking her up off of her feet. They continued sliding for a moment or two longer, then came to a halt.
Phew, I'm glad that worked out well... Looking at Dysis, Rayan scolded her. "What are you doing here? It's dangerous! That man could have hurt you with that sword you thought was so pretty." He took a few deep breaths after nearly being scared out of his mind over her, then said reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'm not mad at you. Just that you need to be more careful around strange people who summon scary sheep that bite you and have weird swords that they just might decide to slice you with. Okay?"
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Post by Gai on Jun 21, 2005 21:36:19 GMT -5
Gai walked through the doors of the eatery and sat down at near by table. He heard a man near by acting rather foolishly and shook his head. He couldn't understand how anyone one could possible create such a fool of themselves. He just shook his head and looked down at the table before him.
He had changed...he was no longer that goofy kid that always made jokes. He was a quiet, lone swordsman that did what he felt led to. But he still had an eye from beatuty; though it was in a much more mature manner. Instead of making a bif deal over the pretty girl that he saw across the room, he sat back and watched her with interest.
Out of the corner of his eye however, he caught a glimpse of a man that he knew. An old friend of sorts. He knew who he was but didn't feel like making small talk at the moment
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Post by Dysis on Jun 21, 2005 21:45:40 GMT -5
Dysis looked innocently up into the face of her hero. She didn't really need to because she already knew it was Rayan. She could recognize his warm voice and his soft "feel." Dysis couldn't think of any better way to describe Rayan's "feel." Perhaps it was the feeling of safety and warmth that she always got when he was around or the distinctive grip that he would have on her when his arms were around her in either an embrace or from rescueing.
"I'm sorr-"
Her words were cut short when she saw the blood on Rayan's arm. Tears instantly began to fill her sapphire eyes and flow down her cheeks like a river flowing from an ocean. She hesitantly reached her hand towards the first wound on his arm. It hurt her so much to see him hurt. Of course she would have been sad to see anybody hurt, but she really cared about Rayan.
Dysis couldn't even whisper something from her lips because all that would come out would be whimpering. She slowly stroked the area near the stab wound with a delicate touch. Closing her eyes, she placed her hand gently over the wound. A soft blue glow appeared under her hand. When she lifted it away, there was no trace of even a scratch.
Slipping her hand into his bitten hand, she hugged it close to her. Tears began to fall from her eyes... A soft blue glow surrounded their hands. His hand returned to original condition, perfect. Releasing Rayan's hand, Dysis wrapped both her arms around his waist crying into his chest. Her wings wrapped around them, casting a soft glow around the two.
"D-don't hurt yourself ev-ever a-again," Dysis sobbed. "Pl-please..."
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Post by Gai on Jun 21, 2005 22:30:26 GMT -5
Smiling to himself, Gai saw a girl hangin on to Rayan. He couldn't believe it but it truely was what he saw. She was hanging on him. This was ard to fathom for Gai because he had always none Rayan to be secluded man.
Gai stood up and walked over to Rayan and the young girl. He made sure that his straw hatwas titled at just the perfect angle so that it covered his face with a dark shadow. And as he approached; he adjusted his blades at his side in his samurai robe. He sat down without a word and never looked up at the two.
"It's been awhile hasn't it?" he said in a low tone. He then looked up at Rayan and smiled hapily. His battle scared face looked relaxed and relieved. "I never knew that you were such a ladies man." he sain in a mocking voice. It was the first time he had smiled in a long time. For the past year, he had seen only death and sorrow.
"And hello to you too ma'am. My name is Gai Himora, The Wandering Swordsman. It is a pleasure to met such a lovely woman as yourself." he said with a nod of his head and a smile.
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