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Except for maybe a towel, but even that would more than likely cling in an overly suggestive manner. After fighting with your socks that won't unfold, you give up and probably head to watch the morning news while stark naked. Which is just fine, don't get me wrong, but...as you watch, the channel fizzes, and up shows Bolt! He's fully dressed, only he appears to be having an even more adverse affect from the static wave hitting the city. The god says, "G'day, all," says the god of static cling, who now appears to be sporting the largest blue afro in the world, and his fur is puffed out like a sheepdog in a room full of balloons. "Undoubtedly, you all noticed that some sort of horrid effect is sweeping the city and affecting yourselves or your clothes, I have no idea which. But its safe to say its my fault for being a neglectful villain. You see, usually when I don't do anything for a while, my powers just charge up and up and up...until I eventually short-circuit to balance them out. But that hurts like a bitch. Anyway, it seems that ever since I Ascended To Godhood (tm), that my now super-natural abilities spread out the energies in a much less harmful way. So I'm not hurt, you're not hurt, and everyone is happy. I haven't been seriously active for months, so it'll probably take about a week or two for this wave of static to finish off draining my energy and balance it all out again, so...all we can really do is wait this out." He gives a very fuzzy peace sign, and you're now back to your regularly scheduled program. Great, just great. Now how are you going to put on that dress to impress your new boyfriend? Or how are you going to get to that dastardly plot when all you can wear is your undies or a towel!? All we can do is adapt here, folks, and have fun with potentially one of the funniest city-wide chaos sweeps to hit the city yet! (OOC Note: This has full sanction of three wizards, they love the idea! Any problems, um...talk to them or me and we'll try to get things sorted! n.n v ) ***********************************DESCS*************************************** Dr_Demental: A rather interesting anthromorphic fox. He wears various light armors(posed IC usually)... more uniforms then anything else. His height is usually about 5'10 and weight about 148 lbs. He hasn't been declawed. His legs look muscular but his arms are much leaner and thinner. He almost always has green eyes (they do change color but do not vary from one to another). Slight color changes in his eyes can indicate changes in mood. The back of his armor seems to have been removed... possibly due to some problems with it. Donovan_Thorn: You see a male panther, about 5'6". He's slimly built but not scrawny, and currently wears olive-green swimtrunks. He's got little yellow spots on his fur on his upper legs, to offset the nearly total black everywhere else. He wears a wedding ring on his right hand. Dei'nar'Ys: This short cat-girl's eyes narrow almost impreceptibly as you begin to erm, examine her. She is covered in pale fur of typically leonine coloration, with her mane being wild and backswept, very little of it arcing forward. Her three eyes are green with the occasional blue fleck, and even cursory examination reveals her legs and arms are about the same length. Which is to say her arms are rather long, not her legs rather short; in addition her legs are vertically aligned digitigrade. A long, rather thick tail trails out behind her. She is wearing a blue-black, wrap-around top which completely covers her breasts yet displays a considerable midriff which runs down to a grey loincloth embroidered in shimmering black with alien patterns. Caleb: You see before you a rather tall mammal. Definitely mammal, but of what sort is indefinite. However, the most discernable features are that he is indeed masculine, powerful yet sleek, and mysterious. His fur is almost an ashy-gray color, and he has in an almost zebra-like pattern, stripes of deep scarlet across his eyes, cheeks, ears, neck, back, legs, arms and sides. His frontal muzzle and chest fur is soft in texture, but a rich, deep black. His eyes are deep, penetrating, and rather unobtrusively, a dark, dark brown color. But inside the iris, though, are spoke-like bands of gold circling the feline pupil as if it were an intricate wheel. Long, pointed ears are at the sides of his head, with extra tufts at the tips that may hint at bobcat heritage. And above them are two small horns, of what creature one can only guess. His hair is a little long, down to the bottom of his neck, deep black, and slicked back in sweeping, somewhat thick spikes. His body is long, slender, and powerful. Were he not dressed, his nearly acrobatic physique would be apparent in every efficient, and beautiful way. Taut muscle all about him, yet not bunched and tight like a wrestler's. More sleek and flowing, like puzzle pieces connecting to an elegant piece of art. He has a body like a martial artist's, with every pleasing tone of muscle down to the last joint, from neck to heel. He's dressed...ah..not in much, really. He has a...well..not much. He's wearing a precariously short towel wrapped round his waist. Its clingy, for some reason, and tends to ride up even -more- precariously. However, since that's all he's wearing, the majority of his rather impressive physique is free for all to see! Speaking of which, the clinginess of the towel reveals a rather...well, needless to say, attractive behind, and...um...allusions to other stuff. In most cases, this particular individual looks very, very foreign. That, or he was one hell of a Labs experiment. Though in this case, its probably the former. The man moves with a, considering his dress, a very shy, timid and careful manner, mostly trying to keep his towel from riding up too much and revealing potentially more than most would prefer to see. Mako: Well, you don't see that every day. Standing here is a moderately tall feline of the female sort. Very female. She has long, shoulder-length purple hair, and fur is a dull peach/cream colour, while her eyes are a glittering silver colour. Poking out from the aforementioned hair are the edges of two mecha-style earsensors. Mako wears.... not a whole lot. In fact, her getup today consists of just her underwear. But what a view! Mako wears a bra and panty set straight out of "Vickie's Secret". More specifically, the "Sexy Seductress" line. In other words, there's not much there. And to top that, it's an eye-blindingly bright pink colour, which draws one's eye to her... somewhat ample assets quite easily. Who knew her undies were pink? She does not seem to be at all embarassed to be seen in this state, however. On her feet, she wears some sandals, and on one hand, a glittering wedding ring can be seen. Looks like she's taken. FATE: Six feet tall. White fur. Black 'socks' and 'gloves'. Long, black ears. Large, silver eyes. Ankle-length 'hair'. For the time being, your friendly citywide destructive force has doffed his clothing in deference to the static problem. The only remaining things are his pendant and watch. His holographic glasses, generated by the earring at the base of his right ear, still float in front of his eyes. There are bands of lime-green fabric strung through his hair, holding it in a ponytail. A string of same-colored flamelike marking runs from his ankle, twisting up his right leg, straight up past the right side of ... ahem ... and streaking up past the fox's fluffy chestruff to end at his shoulder with a symbol similar to a watch face. Around his neck is a white-metal pendant with a crystal sphere in the center, of the same shade as the flame and fabric bands. Around his right wrist is an ordinary-looking digital watch, with luminescent numbers and some sort of antenna rig. Nine (or fewer, if he's recently used his powers) fluffy tails with black tips swish behind him, held together at the multiple base with a thick ring of white metals. DIRGE: Dirge is a tall, dark lupine, and bears an emaciated figure. At six foot two and a mere one hundred and thirty pounds, and had a quiet, garish demeanor to him. His fur is onyx and shining, a finely groomed coat, while his bright blue eyes bear the only innocence about them, filled with a wonder about the world that he hides. His hair is gorgeous and pearl-esque in color, rolling down over his shoulders to his waist, and tied with a large black vinyl ribbon at the end. His fingernails are lupine claws as white as his perfect hair, which he oft runs them through. They are sharp, finely groomed, and an inch or so from the tips of his fingers. He has polished them pink. He wears fashion meant for someone not of his sex. A black teddy is his article of choice, and he must wear such things under his regular attire. With lace up his sides, around the petit bust part of the garment, and fringing the edges of the panties, it is obvious that Dirge spent more money on the piece of lingerie than his whole normal outfit. The Wonder bust of the piece allows the illusion of protrusion, while the see through silk of the midriff area allows his slim feminine torso to be seen. Girders hook a pair of black hosiery leggings that rise from his feet to about mid thigh, and long silk gloves hide his slender hands. He wears a pair of black stiletto heels, and his ears are pierced for the occasion, each one holding a little pink hanging bauble. Around Dirge's neck lies a smaller, silver chain, the links ending in a clasp that is fastened to his most beloved possession, his harmonica. The tiny instrument is also silver, and stands out against the black of his exposed teeth. He has a hint of inflicted coldness upon his face, bears the perfumed scent of a fresh rose, and lets one hand rest daintily on his hip. The other holds one of those long black cigarette holders, limp wristed, with a black clove on the end that smells lightly of mocha. A luxurious black feather boa rests behind his back and over his forearms, the style in which they were worn long ago. Make up is a must. His eyes are brought out by pink eye shadow and black eyeliner, giving him a very feminine appearance. A matching pink has been chosen for his lips, his cheeks are rosy with pink blush, and already long, Dirge's lashes are made more known with mascara. MAGNI: Magni is a tall- ten feet and change!- blond wolfhound with a decided look of Norse to him. His pointy ears perk out from over a shaggy, long yellow mass of hair that cascades over his shoulders. He has deep, expressive blue eyes set over his blunt, befurred muzzle, although his chin is kept shaven to minimal fur. He has a great, barrel chest with massive muscles showing through his... nice, white button down business shirt? And tie? Yes, despite his generally nordic and massive strength look, this youthful- approximately teenage- dog is wearing a business suit. He's even got a nice beige jacket that doesn't clash too terribly much with his straw-blond fur. It's hard to get a tailor for this kind of clothes in the "beefy plus plus plus" range, however, so his bulging muscles do show quite nicely under the sleeves. His two meaty paws are covered in bushy fur, although the thick fingers look surprisingly capable. His even more massive legs are concealed under long beige slacks, which cover the rippling thighs and immense shins, all the way down to the ankles, beneath which can be seen the briefest flash of black socks in his dark brown business shoes. His belt, however, is made of thick leather with a Thor's Hammer design for the belt-clasp, and from it lies a belt-pouch. The belt does carry more normal things, however, like a cellphone and a PDA case. He walks with an air of casual confidence, although his expression ranges from joyful to calm to angst-filled teen with fair rapidity. He has a long, shaggy tail that moves in time with his emotions; rapid wagging when happy or drooped with the weight of angst. His alert eyes and sharp ears constantly observe the scene about him. *******************************ON WITH THE SHOW!******************************* Supermegatopia City Park A sprawl of green stretching out beneath the gaze of the city's skyscrapers, the city park is a gently landscaped expanse of lawns and trees and winding walks, a place of relaxation for both heroes and less well known folk too. In the center of the park, surrounded by a fine circular stepped court, is a statue to Supermegatopia's most famous hero, Ferret Man. The tall bronze statue captures the stalwart hero in his most well known pose, guns a'blazing! Above the midnight constellations shine down upon the park's quiet lanes. Old fashioned streetlights cast a firefly glow along the winding walks, where the more romantic might chose to partake in a moonlight seranade, trailed nonchalontly by the less romantic looking for a quick clandsetine kiwibuck and them in turned trailed by ever vigilant vigilante types. Within the park's bounds is a small gazebo, often used for events or as a focus for wanton destruction. Just a bit further on is the park pond. Bordering the park to the west Kiwi Drive, while Saint Bagosy's Cathedral rises in its western reaches. A small path leads south, towards the city's southern neighborhoods. [ Obvious Exits: St. Bagosy's Cathedral and Coffee House Plus ] [ South Kiwi Drive , Gazebo , Pond ] [ Path ] Contents: Donovan_Thorn(#2774P/CJM) World's_Largest_Hamster Bulletin Board SIGN: The park is IC only. Please keep all OOC comments to whispers or pages. Dei'nar'Ys has arrived. Dr_Demental has arrived. Dr_Demental exits St. Bagosy's sipping a cup of triple-creme half calf latte... whatever that is. Donovan_Thorn appears to be modifying the hell out of a van de graff generator and an air purifier... Dr_Demental wanders over to Donovan Thorn... "What's up?" Dei'nar'Ys walks into the park, wearing a lot less than she was a couple days ago. While her extremities seem to be under control, her body-fur is quite poofy. You say, "Trying to create an enstatic shell, remove enough static to wear clothes reliably..." closes a few things, presses a button, and steps back a little. "Here goes nothing!" Dr_Demental is quite glad for poofiness... otherwise he would be very /very/ indecent. Caleb has arrived. Don is standing a short distance from something that appears a cross between a van-de-graff generator and an air purifier. It whirrs, sparks, clicks, and humms, obviously doing SOMETHING. Those in the vicinity will feel their fur stop frizzing somewhat.. *rrrRRuumble* What was that? Dei'nar'Ys blinks, walking up to Don. "What's up?" Dr_Demental suddenly becomes indecent... "Um... maybe that thing isn't such a good idea as some of us are relying on static for... concealment!" Donovan_Thorn grins! "It works! The EnStatic shield, removes charge from the" *CRACK!* A blinding flash of light and a flush of heat is seen and felt from the EnStatic shield, as it, well, literally pulls a bolt of lightning from the sky. "air. Ow." Dei'nar'Ys politely averts her eyes... Dr_Demental is decent again... hey! Dr_Demental grins, "Nice try... And... I didn't do it!" Caleb steps in right on time to step into the field of influence. The towel drops..right before the lightning hits. Now the towel is stuck to his legs, as he's knocked on his behind from the shock of the bolt, temporarily blinded and deafened. @.@ "WTF!?" Donovan_Thorn would appear like he fell asleep in a wind tunnel. That is, if he wasn't puffed out like a koosh ball. "...I see. Or will, in a few minutes. Nature hates a vaccuum. x.x" Dei'nar'Ys ums, conviniently having evaded any of the ill effects. "Er... you guys okay?" Dr_Demental headshakes, "The fundamental theory is flawed... the problem is that a lot of the charges on fur-like substances are high while those on moisture-rich or organic substances are substantially lower... thus creating static cling and poofiness... at least that's the best way to explain it in /simple/ terms." Caleb is...bare for all to see, his paws at his eyes, and his ears ringing. He doesn't hear Dei's question. You say, "Hey, it DID work. I just forgot to figure in that something could NEUTRALIZE the big positively-charged bubble." nods. "Um. I'm OK, vision slowly returning... coool, wavy colors." blinks. "Wait. Did I hear Caleb scream?" Dei'nar'Ys sighs. "Yes. Yes Don, you did." She walks over towards Caleb, bending down beside to tend to his injuries. Caleb pulls his paws from his eyes, and blinks hard multiple times. He looks at Dei's fuzzy, blurry, wet form since his eyes are watering, and his ears have a faint ringing. "What was that?" he asks. Dr_Demental says, "But..." An image suddenly pops into his head of the bugs bunny cartoon... "Sorry... I'll leave the corrections and explanations for someone else..." Dei'nar'Ys hmmmms, carefully checking Caleb for serious injuries. "Just saying something to Don." Dr_Demental is such a smart-a** Caleb is fine, physically, other than as soon as he becomes coherent he'll be blushing something fierce. The towel he usually wears -is- stuck at his ankles...hence the potential damage to his dignity. Dr_Demental points his little ray at Caleb, "Someone should probably grab the towel while I unstick it." Donovan_Thorn pokes the remains of the EnStatic shield with a stick. It crumbles to dust. Shakes his head and turns around, "Caleb, you okay - oh." turns back around. Dei'nar'Ys hmmms, deciding she should probably get Caleb a so'wa, one of the Nez'chre loin cloths. They'll likely not bind quite so badly as the towel, and won't simply fall off in the absence of static. Somewhere on the muck, Magni has connected. Dr_Demental fires... at Caleb! The towel goes flying like it was slingshot, it into a random direction. Dei'nar'Ys simply watches the towel go flying off. She sighs, stands, and hurries after it. Leaving Caleb stark naked, but he was revealed anyway. He's still trying to get his head to clear. You rolled a 20 on 1d20+0 Don sees it out of the corner of his eye, lashes out, and grabs it in an eyeblink. Kung-fu ish. =.= Dr_Demental doesn't... yeah... he doesn't. He re-aims the ray and throws the ray into reverse. "Ok... let er go!" Dr_Demental suddenly decides to aim it at Caleb... and switch the power to high. *BBBZZZZZZZOOOOOOORRRRRRRCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHH* Mako has arrived. Dei'nar'Ys hmmms, watching this skeptically. After a few minutes she simply turns and walks, hurriedly, out of the park. She;ll be back in a few moments... Donovan_Thorn just wasted a natural twenty on catching Caleb's towel out of the air. ;.; Donovan_Thorn earflicks at the bzorch, "The hell?" Dr_Demental just fired a mega-static cling ray in Caleb's direction.... he hopes it hits... then caleb will be re-toweled and as good as new... wait... He double checks the power. "Whoops!" Mako wanders in, humming a tune.... Caleb's fur suddenly FOOFLES! o.o...Making him at least decent. But now as he's a big source of static, other fabrics may be drawn to him..aside from his towel..which hits him in the shoulder. o.o;; Don's bathing suit suddenly gets ripped off and flies toward the poster-child for febreeze. "Aaack! o@" Caleb gets hit in the face with Don's swimming trunks. A muffled "AAAAAAUUUGHHH!!!" is heard. Mako Blinks..... "Oh, my..." Dei'nar'Ys walks back into the park, carrying what seems to be some kind of undergarment. Just getting inside this distance is enough for it to be ripped from her hand to stick to Caleb. "... aiyiyi..." Donovan_Thorn covers up. >.> Dr_Demental can't help but laugh... Caleb pulls the section from his face, but the section sticks to his hand, when Dei's clothing bit smacks him in the face too. "Auuuugh!" he screams, muffled. "Durb ib fff!" He shouts. What? Mako blinks. *RRRip*. There goes her underwear. Again. This time, they were green. ".... I'm detecting a trend, here." Dei'nar'Ys figures it out in a heartbeat! "Turn it off!" She shouts, very much keeping her distance. And slapping her hand down onto the front trail of her loin-cloth, which seems to want to join it's cousin in clinging to Caleb. Caleb gets stuck with various undies in various points of his physique. Much to his dismay, none of them are covering his dignity. You say, "Touch something metal!" Technically what Dei' was carrying wasn't underwear, as Nez'chre don't seem to have a problem with just wearing the loin-cloth and not having anything to cover it up. |OOC| Dei'nar'Ys says, "I can see the power outage... and smell the burning." |OOC| You say, "and vice versa" Donovan_Thorn blinks, as he follows the trajectory of the green underwear back to their owner. "Whoa." Dei'nar'Ys just keeps her position... waaaay over there. Donovan_Thorn wonders if, someday, all of SMT's just going to throw up their hands and give up, and declare the place a nudist colony. Dr_Demental fiddles with the death ray and fires at Caleb again. This time with the same setting he used to strip Mako yesterday. An explosion of fabrics ensue! Caleb is free! Though naked again. Dei'nar'Ys whews, seeing that Caleb is now relatively static-free. She hurries over so he doesn't go for the towel again... Caleb looks up at Dei. He's at least coherent enough to start blushing madly and try to cover himself. *o.o*! "Hey, love." Mako is, as usual, not bothered by her own nudity. Don's however, causes her to blush herself. Dei'nar'Ys ers, nodding at Caleb in greeting. "Hey, love. You okay?" She asks, searching through the scraps of clothing, looking for perhaps the one, non-towel thing that's intact. Dr_Demental walks over to Mako... "Um... I'm sorry about yesterday... and... today... I'm just... sorry..." He holds out a credit-card. "Maybe... we should all go shopping on my tab?" Fate has arrived. Caleb nods. "Other than a pride consisting in negative numbers, yeah, love, I'm fine. Whatever that flash was, it blinded and deafened me a bit. And..um.." He looks around for the towel. o.o; Fate wanders into the Park. Since he doesn't have any pockets right now, and needs to keep his 'awesome entropy-ninja' idiom going, he has his arms crossed. The only things unaffected by the static are his watch and pendant, of course. The watch's little air-ground dealie keeps his fur smooth. Dei'nar'Ys hmmms, spotting what she was looking for. "Here love. Try this on." She holds out... a loincloth. A matte black loincloth. Donovan_Thorn is kind of blushing himself. #^-^# #>.># "Um... I'm gonna go see if I can get another suit. oo;" vanishes. Donovan_Thorn goes [OOC] Out-Of-Character. Dr_Demental is holding out a credit card in Mako's direction. "To replace... um..." Dr_Demental is feeling very very guilty... because so much is his fault. Mako takes the card from the Dr. "At least you're decent enough to replace them. Oh, don, could you um... grab me something as well? @.o" Fate, were he up to being angry, would be so at the doctor. Instead, he approaches the other volpine from behind, and leans on him. "Hey, everybody. What's up?" Dr_Demental blinks... assumes he's the one being leaned on... and is really NOT comfortable with Fate standing behind him. In a puff of smoke he vanishes reappearing mere feet away... "Yipe!" Donovan_Thorn earskritches without warning. "Will do!" Then he's gone again. Dr_Demental is now facing with the other direction. Dr_Demental is being creeped out by Fate, who showed up and leaned on him. Mako has taken his credit card, Dei has handed caleb a loin cloth, and Don is gone to fetch clothes. Caleb accepts the loincloth, stands, and dons it. c.c; He hugs Dei, his face still red as a cherry. "Thanks, love." Fate ahhhs, and nods. "I've still got it. Nice to know. Did I ever tell you, Doc, about how I used to date She-Male, before she left to find the rest of the Offenders?" You hear a high-pitched childish giggle that seems to come from everywhere... Dei'nar'Ys nods, returning the hug. "I figured you could use something that wouldn't fall down at the drop of a hat." Caleb nods. "Thank you so much." Dr_Demental says, "Fate... that's one story I don't wish to hear..." He turns to Mako... "So how's your day been?" Fate goes on, now, for several minutes, at a normal tone of voice, detailing said relationship. It's astonishing; Nobody from the CP appears to beat him into submission to prevent anyone from destroying the world. Dei'nar'Ys simply does the one thing she's found works when Fate's trying to be disgusting. Ignore him. Something else happens, however. A small shadow appears right over Fate, growing larger. Mako says, "Eh...." Dr_Demental starts thinking of a way to re-write time in order to prevent Fate from relaying that story... maybe inject him with cat DNA or un-do his birth... or something... because that story... will never leave without intense hypnosis or.... *blinkblink* He looks up saying to Mako, "Just wondering how your day was Mako... but... I get the feeling it's only begun." Fate notices the shadow, and a zero-thickness plate of nothing forms between him and the sky, shimmering like a mirror. "So, where was I?" Caleb still has a faint ringing in his ears, so luckily, he doesn't hear Fate's tale. Mako interjects for the sake of all involved. "Explaining how your day has been?" Fate ohs. "Naked." Dr_Demental reaches out to give Mako a thank you hug.. but... realizes his and her state and just gives her a thank-you pat on the shoulder. "Yeah... ditto here." He holds up his ray, "but at least I've got this baby to amuse me and keep me safe from static cling!" An apple blangs off of the nullspace barrier with a suprisingly loud and metallinc clang, bounding a few feet back up then falling back to the ground and rolling an impressive distance, coincidentally stopping an equal distance from nearly everybody. It's beatiful, - very shiny, appearing to be solid gold. It also has writing on it.. currently visible part is 'ost heroic' Dei'nar'Ys hmmms, sighing internally.. in relief of course. Fate points at his watch, and its small antenna. "Air-ground." Dr_Demental asks Fate, "And you haven't been hit by lightning yet?" Caleb looks at the fallen apple. "Just what the heck is that?" Dei'nar'Ys looks at the apple and shrugs, walking over to pick it up. Mako blinks... Dr_Demental wanders up to the apple just noticing it... right behind Dei... Fate nods. "Right. It actually has a physical basis, they just call it 'air-ground'. It's grounded via a Malletspace channel to the Armory at HQ. Fate shuts off his shield, lacking a tail now for the effort of keeping it up. It glimmers in the failing evening light. The leaf-part appears to be diamond. The totality of the writing reads, 'To the most heroic'. It is very pretty indeed, golden, shiny, perfect in proportion.. don't you want to keep it? Dr_Demental looks over at Dei. "I guess this would be more for you then anyone else here." Fate considers the apple for a moment, then shakes his head. "I'm not heroic. Just angry and mildly unwilling to break any serious laws." Dei'nar'Ys hmmmms, picking the apple up examine it's flawless surface more closely. "I... suppose." She murmurs, sounding slightly apprehensive. It's the text, of course. Caleb blinks. "Most heroic? I think...well...by deeds, which of us is the most heroic? You've probably had the most experience, given your age, Dei...so...yeah, maybe it -is- set for you." Dr_Demental turns to Caleb... opens his mouth... closes it and returns... a three dot bubble appears over his head... followed by a quick flash of the word 'DUH' in it. Dei'nar'Ys hardly considers herself a hero... "Uh... I dunno..." Mako Spends a few seconds contemplating... Caleb scritches one of his ears, contemplating. "All I'm really doing is challenging another reality, and...well, that -is- pretty um.." He's thinking a lot about what everybody, and himself, have done. Dr_Demental says, "Well let's just do a check shall we?" Dei'nar'Ys hmmms? Caleb says, "Say, I have an idea. o.o Let's carve the apple and share it with the rest of the Vindicators." It glimmers more. It IS very pretty. And who else has done more for this city? Yes, listen to them dei... it MUST be for you. Who else? Caleb says, "So then we'd -all- be most heroic!" |OOC| Dei'nar'Ys says, "o.o; The one apple?" |OOC| Donovan_Thorn blinks. "I hadn't thought about it that way. o.o;" Fate hmmmms. "Set it down, Caleb, and I'll try to cut it. If thermodynamic decay can't carve it, nothing can." ^.^ Dr_Demental eyenarrows and the bubble over his head says, 'NO!' It then produces a smiley-face that starts spinning... something tells you it's odd. Mako says, "It's... very shiney. @.@" Dei'nar'Ys earticks. She scowls, and opens her mouth to say something about chopping it up, before stopping with the thought of 'Why am I opposed to destroying it... granted... it... is very pretty... so... beautiful... and precious...' |OOC| Dr_Demental sweatdrops at the word 'precious', "This whole thing is going to become a L-O-T-R running gag isn't it... Oy..." He sighs returning to reality a moment. Fate hmms, and points at the apple, fingertip glowing... Dei'nar'Ys, after a moment, simply states. "No. I don't think we should destroy it's perfection." Is that a note of hostility? Mako nods. "Yes... it's very beautiful...." Ooh. Covetousness. Caleb tilts his head..."Dei..?" Fate points his hand upwards, then. "Alright." Dr_Demental nods... "Few things are solved by BLASTING THEM MINDLESSLY LIKE A GIT!" Cheetah_Tourist has arrived. |OOC| Donovan_Thorn waves to the tourist. Dei'nar'Ys blinks, looking over at Caleb. "Er... yes love?" Cheetah_Tourist enters, camera in hand, taking pictures of random things. Fate, however, swings his hand towards the Doctor. "You're expendable; I can light you on fire and nobody'll care." Caleb shrugs. "Its just an apple...even if its a good specimen, its just covered in gold paint. What's wrong with carving it and sharing?" Caleb is the voice of innocence. He still hasn't had that much time to experience all the feelings in the world. The situation is odd. Why are these people all arguing? And why are many of them lacking in clothes? Dr_Demental fidgets with his ray gun... "I'll sue!" Dr_Demental doesn't exactly think it's innocent... "Um... I also don't think it's an apple... it's probably solid gold... like a statue... or an award..." Fate yerfs, "Then I'll light you *and* the lawyer on fire! The court might even pay me for killing the lawyer!" Dirge has arrived. Dei'nar'Ys simply nods. "Yes, it's clearly more than just an apple..." An apple of seemingly solid gold, which she holds... Caleb reaches out towards the apple to try to poke it. Dr_Demental sighs... eyenarrows... and says, "Let's just return our attention to what's at hand..." Dei'nar'Ys doesn't seem to have any problems with Caleb poking the apple. Fate decides to blast the Burner he's storing at the doctor anyway. "Hah!" The green beam lances towards the other fox at ... appreciable speed, but as always never undodgable. Dirge runway walks into the park and up to the group. "Bonsoir, mes amours." The golden apple is very shiny, beautiful, and has 'To the most heroic' written on it. Someone's trying to sow trouble. Mako wanders over to Dei, Caleb and the apple. "... can I see it?" Caleb shrugs. "Go ahead, even though I don't think its mine.." Dei'nar'Ys blinks... and seems confused for a moment before, backing up a step. "Uh... no..." Freydis has arrived. Dirge headtilts? "What is wrong with the lovely little thing?" The situation is odd. Why are these people all arguing? And why are many of them lacking in clothes? Dei holds in her hand a Golden Apple. It's very shiny, golden, beautiful, and has 'To the most heroic' written on it. Dr_Demental fires the ray at Fate... but... nothing fires... in fact it kinda absorbs the ray Fate fired... wait... *WHRRRRRRRRR* "Don't fire another one... OK..." Freydis pads into the park, wondering what the disaster du joir is, this evening. Dr_Demental has disconnected. Caleb tilts his head at Dei... Dei'nar'Ys is acting oddly... selfish in regards to that little apple. (I found it! It's mine! It came to me!) Magni has arrived. The situation is odd. Why are these people all arguing? And why are many of them lacking in clothes? Dei holds in her hand a Golden Apple. It's very shiny, golden, beautiful, and has 'To the most heroic' written on it. Magni wanders into the park, whistling some jaunty Norse tune about death and blood. Mako blinks.... Freydis wonders how static affects leather and bronze... Fate ers. "So. If the apple fell on my head, does that mean that I get it anyway?" Mako says, "Why won't you let me see it? ;.;" Kaelyn has arrived. Dei'nar'Ys scowls. Opens her mouth. And finally, quite angrily, states, well, shouts. "It's mine! Mine!" Dirge backs up. "Mon Dieu. Let the lady have it, I say." Freydis is frizzy, and having trouble with her kilt. Cheetah_Tourist snaps a picture. Dei'nar'Ys turns suddenly, putting her back to the others. In her eyes lies the light of... not madness, but sanity forcibly hi-jacked. "It's mine. My own... My... precious..." Hisssss! Mako Blinks and sweatdrops at Dei. @.o" Dr_Demental blinks... points at the tourist, "Well... he's taking nude photo's of..." *blinkblink* Hiss?? Freydis says, "Gollum imitations are not good." Kaelyn wanders in, again wearing her normal tunic and black shorts, as usual, well lately, it seems that the tunic, instead of being baggy is clinging to the unicorn like a second skin. She looks around and grins as she notices all the people and approaches the group, cheerfully waving as she approaches. |OOC| Caleb is gonna head home. This is just far too many people for him to stay on task. x.x; |OOC| Caleb wavels and poofs. |OOC| Dei'nar'Ys says, "Ta." Caleb goes home. Caleb has left. Freydis says, "Hello. Untill now I never knew that leather could get static cling..." Freydis says, "Okay. Magni, isn't Dei usually of a heroic persuaision?" Dirge waves to Freydis. n.n Freydis waves to Dirgie, and is shocked by parts of her attire. Mako says, "I... think you should put that apple down, Dei. @.o" Dei'nar'Ys growls, backing away from the others... unlike, say, the One Ring, this One Apple is a fast mover... Fate notices, duh, that the Doctor's aware again, and up-ramps his power this time, channeling a Duster at the other fox. So as to once again clarify, this decays a hole in things by converting or super-aging a bit of its mass to dust. This beam moves even slower than the last. x.x Dr_Demental turns to Kaelyn... "I can help you with your static problem!" Unfortunately, as opposed to the normal clothes flinging effect his ray would have when tooled properly, and being charged with entropic energy... it would... decay clothes! c.c But... he doesn't know that yet. Kaelyn umms and shakes her head rapidly "no thanks!" Freydis looks at Dirge. "Dragging a bit, this evening, Dirgie?" Dirge walks over to Frey, heels clicking. "Oh, quite a bit. And how are you?" Dr_Demental fires the ray again absorbing the shot... *WHRIINNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG* Maybe I should clarify what his ray-gun is doing... it's absorbing the ray and storing it... the problem is that his ray wasn't designed to store this /kind/ of energy... White cracks form in the ray... "Oh bugger all to bloody heck!" He throws the ray at Fate and runs like heck! Freydis says, "Having wardrobe troubles. I never knew one could have static cling with leather..." Fate runs in the opposite direction. The blast of decay may be short-range, but he has a suspicion that the area immediately around the ray will be turned into very fine dust. Dirge says delicately, "Well, that is how it works, Freydie. I admit, though, that there are more things to worry about than clothing. Such as... You can see around you, obviously." Mako blinks, gives chase to dei... Freydis says, "Oh yes. Dei seems to be acting rather like that creepy little imp from LOTR, and there's some sort of ray gun about to explode." Magni has disconnected. Magni has connected. |OOC| You say, "wb" |OOC| Magni growls at his connection. Magni NOW wanders into the park, whistling some jaunty Norse tune about death and blood. Freydis waves to her nephew. Kaelyn's standing toward the back of the group, idly fiddling with some slightly shimmering rod and looking at the goings on. ^.^ Dirge ahems, smiles nervously, and waves. Speaking of, *WHAMPFgiantdustcloud*. In fact, that was an explosion. Not a powerful one by SMT standards, but still... Fate's end-over-teakettle. Magni smiles happily. "Auntie Freydis!" He waves back. |OOC| You say, "quick update; there's a raygun about to explode...er...exploded, and Dei's just fled the park acting rather gollum-like carrying a very pretty and fairly obviously magical golden apple with 'to the most heroic' written on it." Dei'nar'Ys... is not behaving much like Dei', fleeing ahead of Mako, and clutching covetously at a golden apple. Freydis says, "Magni, your deciple is acting odd." Magni blinks a bit. "Dei?" he calls out, questioningly. Mako is busy trying to chase Dei down and tackle her. @.o Dr_Demental looks up... "What the..." He walks over to Fate, "Why in the would you be so stupid as to try and shoot that thing at me?" Kaelyn ummms and idly wanders toward Freydis and Magni "howdyhihi ^.^ Dirge is there, as well. ;3 "Hello." Freydis says, "Hello." Fate smiles. "And why the would you be so stupid as to invent a glorified battery with only the capability to store certain kinds of energy?" Freydis chortles at the censor comments. Magni twitches. Looks *decidedly* unhappy. In fact, he's starting to God-Glow. Oh... that's... does not get a response... maybe. Dei's switches a loping quadrupedal gait to escape from Mako... but for some reason she's not moving as fast as she can. Freydis looks Kaelyn over. Dr_Demental eyenarrows, "It wasn't designed to store energy originally... it was only meant to EMIT or CANCEL energy... I... tweaked it! And besides I've never had a chance to work with or experiment on the kind of energy you use so how can you expect me to work with it!" His hand moves foreward as if he were holding a ray-gun... *blinkblink* He sweatdrops largely, "Um... Oh right... you just destroyed my weapon... I'll just be going..." He tries to tippie-toe away. Kaelyn blinkblinks and looks at Magni "Ummmm something wrong?" Freydis says, "His deciple's acting like Gollum." Magni pages, "I was pretty sure it was Eris' apple, yes." to you. Fate doesn't like the Doctor. In fact, he negative-likes the doctor enough to fire another Burner in his direction.. ^.^ Dr_Demental vanishes in a very clean *POOF* Dr_Demental was vaporized... to simplify. n.n Magni twitch, twitch, twitch. He begins to scream something in Old Norse, and he reaches out a hand towards Dei'Nar'Ys and says something in a rumbly, echoing voice. Mako trips and falls as Dei weaves about, failing her tackle, and mutters. "Get back here!" |OOC| Magni says, "Loosely translated, "GET OVER HERE!" Followed by a Celestial @scorpionizing. ;)" |OOC| You say, "Poor scorpions." |OOC| Magni says, "... Dude, Mortal Kombat?" Freydis smiles at Kaelyn. "Hi, I'm Freydis. Magni's probabally mentioned me." Dei'nar'Ys chortles from somewhere deep in her throat. Before being snatched by an invisible hand of godly might and dragged through the air towards Magni. Dirge slooooowly places an arm over Freydie's shoulders... n.n Fate nods, and having smashed the opposition, pads off. "'Nighteverybody. |OOC| Fate is gonna go. Way too tired to keep up. x.x |OOC| Freydis says, "Night." |OOC| You say, "night." Fate has disconnected. Dirge tries, that is. Shaun has arrived. Freydis pokes Dirge in the lace clad ribs. Shaun goes [OOC] Out-Of-Character. |OOC| Shaun needs a new desc. Kaelyn blinkblinks and continues to watch magni "Musta gotten upset there @.@ As an aside, the cursed apple goes flying out of Dei's grip, to land near the foot of whoever's conviniently placed. Dirge eeks and retracts. "Ah heh." ** eep - ISP died for 10 minutes. Resuming here, minus Freydis ** Blue_Blade enters the park from South Kiwi Drive. Blue_Blade has arrived. Public> Dei'nar'Ys says, "I am." Magni has arrived. Situation at present: Dei has just been grabbed by Magni, and the golden apple has rolled loose up to the feet of.. somebody. People're welcome to join in. Shaun fly's through the area like a meteor... lightning bolts leap from his glowing golden armor! (RE) Fox_Tourist picks up the apple, looking at it curiously, she takes a picture of it. Dirge looks at the apple. "Gaudy piece of trash. I swear, people think gold is the standard of beauty these days." The apple glimmers beautifully, the 'for the most heroic' writing very clear on it. It's very pretty... don't you want it? Certainly you deserve it! These are not the droids you are looking for... Fox_Tourist taps the apple a bit, testing if it's made of gold of just a painted apple. Magni mutters something Incantation-like in Really Old Norse. Mystic Runes appear in the air, backlit by some eldritch blue white... and he poke, poke, pokes Dei in the tummy. Caleb steps back in...and sees the apple shimmer. c.c; "That thing's still here?" The apple is HEAVY. It's not painted. Fox_Tourist giggles, "looks like someone lost their trophy..." |OOC| Fox_Tourist can't help but think that it's top can be unscrewed and candies eaten from it ^.^ Blue_Blade walks in and looks at the apple Shaun comes to a halt in his armor... Lightning bolts leap from his armor.... "Um... does... anyone know where bolt is???" He doesn't look like Shaun or The Masked Ram... but... more like the Winged Dragon of Ra from Yu-Gi-Oh... shrunk down to 6 feet tall with horns. Kaelyn hmmms and ooohs at the apple, shen then oohs and slips off, returning with that leather bag of hers, uhhoh. Dei'nar'Ys is unconcious, cool to the touch, and quite pale. However, being poked in the tummy does awaken her. Dei'nar'Ys aghs. "What... happened?" Magni barks gruffly, "You picked up one of Eris's toys." Magni briefly considers. "Sometimes, I think the whole city is one of Eris' toys. The apple glimmers like under the full light of day, even though it's not. Looking at it too closely isn't advisable, you might start thinking strange things.. like.. ((( surely that humble tourist does not deserve such a thing... ))) Shaun turns staring at the runes and glaring at Magni... "HEY!!! RUNES ARE MY THING!" Judging from the lightning bolts he's not happy. He hovers slightly. His eyes are diverted to the apple... "Oohhhh... pretty!" Dei'nar'Ys groans, sitting up. "Ah... ow... thanks for helping me then..." Magni erHEMS. "I am a *Norse* *God*. I learned the Runes before this civilization was born!" he says grumpily. Fox_Tourist looks at how the picture turned out and sticks out her toungue, "stupid digital camera..." she then taps at the apple, wandering slowly through the park as she examines it. Caleb is distracted by something far more important than an apple - his fiancee. He hurries over to Dei. "Dei'nar'Ys! Are you okay, love?" Magni turns back to Dei and smiles, patpatting. "Is part of my job to watch after your soul. I *hate* Eris. She's always a at parties." Dei'nar'Ys ers... sighing. "Sorry, boss. ... stupid apple." She blinks. "Hey, love. You okay?" Shaun jets over to the apple... trying to snatch! Although... he does wonder what Kaelyn is getting from that bag. Fox_Tourist looks at the bottom of the apple, .oO(made in China?) Magni patpats Dei gently again. Caleb hugs Dei. "I'm fine, I just had a bit of business to attend to at the mall. I may be taking over that Dojo to help teach my style. What happened here?" Dei'nar'Ys ughs. "Not much. I just got possessed by a magical trinket. Blah." Dirge taps a temple. "Such silliness. But good fun." Blue_Blade looks away "Why is this apple gold?" Fox_Tourist tosses the apple into the air, and meeps as Shaun and her bump heads x.x Caleb hugs Dei. "Poor thing..is it over, though?" Mako's eyes follow the apple carefully as it arcs through the air... @.@ Dei'nar'Ys nods. "Yeah. It's over. Yeesh." She blinks, hearing the clonk. "Oh, now what?" Shaun claaaannnnnnggggggsssssssss. *blinkblink* "Ow..." *KRRRRRRANNNNNGGG* He gets hito on the head by the apple again... X.X Blue_Blade says, "Strange apple..." Mako says, "Shiiiinnyyy... @.@" Magni O.o Caleb watches the goings-on...and puts an arm around Dei. o.o It bounces off Shaun's head, and rolls across the ground, up to Blue_Blade's feet.. Magni barks gruffly, "Mrs. Thorn, I'd stay away from the apple..." Fox_Tourist blinks and groans, on the ground as the apple lands on her nose, then rolls, "watch where you're going, meanie." Dirge says delicately, "It is such an awful little thing. What say we toss it in the lake?" Blue_Blade scratches her head. "um... what is this apple? Shaun sweatdrops.... "But... I'm not mean..." A quiver and some sadness in his voice... for someone who looks so big, imposing, and downright scary in that armor... he sounded hurt. He blinks twice... right... GOLDDDDDD! He turns and jets off towards the apple. He can melt it down for CCCAAASSSHHH! Magni barks gruffly, "Discord, the Fruit." Mako blinks, and shakes her head, trying to clear it. "Lake? That thing belongs in my wallet-I mean, the bloody safe in the firehouse. @.o My head hurts..." She appears to be very attracted to the apple, and is fighting it. And losing. I mean, it's sooo shiiiinyyyy..... Fox_Tourist blinks, and chases after Shawn, "hey you, come back here..." Dei'nar'Ys wells. "It's not very nice. Apparently it's a tool of someone named Eris. Discord, the Fruit, eh?" It sparkles! Surely it's valuable. And it came to YOU... After all, finders keepers, right? Dei'nar'Ys isn't falling for that one again! Caleb tilts his head...the apple compels him.. Dirge says delicately, "Or we could have Magni here throw it back up to Asgard?" Dirge says delicately, "Oh, Roman and Greek mythos... Nevermind." Fox_Tourist wonders, suddenly where the droids are if they're not here... then shakes it off. Shaun is still jetting after the apple... *BLINKBLINK* *KLANG!!!!* He slides along the ground hitting just short of the apple. "Darn powers went out AGAIN!" Magni coughs. "I don't want to TOUCH it. It's *evil*." Mako blinks.... still following the apple... and finally snaps, diving for it. @.o Dirge takes a puff of his clove. "Well then, I shall touch it to throw it into the lake or the ocean, if permitted?. It truly is a despicable little object." Dei'nar'Ys simply stands, then begins chasing after Mako in kind of a parody of earlier... |OOC| You say, "Blue?" |OOC| Blue_Blade says, "Yes?" |OOC| You say, "What's she doing? Just standing there? The apple's at your feet, and everyone's running right at you. oo;" |OOC| Blue_Blade says, "Simple, I'll get tackled" Caleb follows Dei! Dirge shrugs, and watches. "Five dollars on Dei." |OOC| Caleb just visualized a dog-pile of scantily clad heroes. |OOC| Donovan_Thorn grins, and sells tickets. Magni groans. And charges after the others. >.> Fox_Tourist chases Shawn, "Come back here, you!!!" she pulls a sledge hammer out of her purse (this is not a super power, this is normal for any girl in a comic environment). Shaun shrugs... his armor is too heavy... he slips out of it and dives for the apple but... not quick enough... His head slowly turns... "It's not fair... I can't hit back... I'm a guy!" Dei'nar'Ys args! "Mako! Stop!" |OOC| Donovan_Thorn hms. "Roll for who gets there first?" Fox_Tourist urks and trips over Shawn's armor x.x |OOC| Dirge says, "How do you roll, again?" |OOC| Mako says, "Whatever works. :P" Caleb rolled 1 on 1d20+0 Dirge takes a few steps forward, in order to ah, help. Mako rolled 13 on 1d20+0 |OOC| You say, "'roll here=1d20+0' is how it works, fyi." Dei'nar'Ys rolled 13 on 1d20+0 Dirge rolled 16 on 1d20+0 |OOC| Fox_Tourist says, "Celeb got their first, Mako lands atop Celeb, as does Dei'nar'Ys, followed by Dirge, the apple rolls out of the pile slowly." |OOC| Dei'nar'Ys and Mako arrival = 5d Space/Time rift as the two occupy the same space at exactly the same moment. The city is destroyed. |OOC| Mako likes Fox's idea. :P |OOC| Dirge says, "Oh dear. I have to touch those ruffians?" |OOC| You say, "Fox's idea sounds funnest, lets go with it" Caleb hits the dirt! "Wouf!" Mako yiieee!s, flying through the air after the apple.... and misses, landing atop Caleb with a *whouf* @.x Dei'nar'Ys makes a flying tackle attempt at Mako, attempting to grab her and stop her before she can land. Instead, she collides with Mako and lands on Caleb. "Ag." Magni has disconnected. Dirge lands soft as a feather atop the pile and puffs out a mouth of smoke. "I am too fragile to be doing this." Caleb would almost be enjoying himself if he wasn't eating ground. What? He has two lovely women on top of him. And one of them happens to be his beloved. Who wouldn't be happy? Mako says, "... someone's elbow is in my back. X.x" Shaun stands to the side of the pile... "If dirge would be so kind as to ghost... I can join!?" Dei'nar'Ys sorries, trying to shift her arm around to a less... intrusive, pokey, position. Shaun taps his feet impatiently... "DIRGEEEEEE" Blue_Blade kicks the apple Caleb pops his head out of the dirt...and makes a pained face. "...Someone's knee...isn't where it should be...nngh.." The apple... is kicked, and rolls toward a broken-open storm drain... oh no... Fox_Tourist huf huf hufs at Shaun, now standing next to him, "why... did you... run into... me..." Dei'nar'Ys uhs, shifting. "That's not me..." Shaun turns to her.... "I was trying to get that... But now I'm trying to get in the pile!" Dirge hops off. "Sorry, go ahead." He walks patiently after the apple. Shaun hops onto the top of the pile... which should be Dei. It should also be noted that his armor... aka everything he was wearing... is on the ground! Fox_Tourist grrs and raises her sledge hammer at Shaun. Dei'nar'Ys what's at Dirge. And then get's landed on by the naked Shaun. In an ice queen voice, she states. "Get off of me. NOW." Caleb, at hearing Dei's voice...can only assume the worst, and his own tone takes that of great murderous intent. "Do as the lady asks, and I will not tear out your ribs." The apple teeters over the precipice... and falls... *bink bink clatter clonk rattle clank - . . . . . . splash!* The spell fades. Shaun is more concerned about the mallet. "I would but... Apparently I'm supposed to be hurt very very badly now..." His voice repeats in a very meek voice. Dirge rolls his slim shoulders and sighs. "I was going to exert its power over them. Oh well." He smokes. Mako ers at Caleb. "Sorry, I think that knee's mine. I can't move! @.o" Fox_Tourist ponders bonking Shaun on the head, she smirks then walks away., grabbing Shaun's pants and the pants to his armor, then ewws as she grabs his underwear, tossing the underwear into the drain... and keeping both pairs of Shaun's pants. Dirge walks back to the pile, and smiles. "Would you like some help, mes petites?" Blue_Blade says, "Heh heh... this doesn't look tat good..." Dei'nar'Ys, seeing no mallet is forthcoming, asks, coldly. "What did I just say, creep?" Donovan_Thorn goes [IC] In-Character. Donovan_Thorn steps back into the park, carrying a set of frilly womeon's underwear. "Mako! I finally managed to find - uh...." You say, "Is everything all right? >.>" |OOC| Fox_Tourist falls over laughing! The 'creep' thing being directed at tMR. Dirge tries to help the top most person off. "Dreadful, Donny dear. Would you help?" Mako x.x "This is the second most compromising position I've ever been in." Shaun wonders who's underwear and pants those were... "Okay... but... If I don't do this very carefully you could getinjured..." He starts to slide himself off of Dei backwards. "What was the first?" He asks. Shaun only wears the armor you see... Mako says, "Sorry, only one guy knows that one. :P" Dirge draws back. "Sacre bleu. Come now. Help me help you." Fox_Tourist guesses she just got the armor o.O Shaun blinks... nude... and standing now... "Where'd my pants go?" Dei'nar'Ys grumbles, shifting her foot around to plant it firmly against Shaun's middle to kick the creep off of her. Blue_Blade says, "...uh..." Dirge, not that Shaun stands, attempts to help the others up. Caleb somehow gets his face buried in the grass again. "Mmmff!" Or just kick the creep. She quickly rolls off the pile in any case. Donovan_Thorn helps pull people off the pile one by one. >.> Shaun blinkblinks... AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He is kicked headfirst into the sewers. "OUCH!" Fox_Tourist is currently hiding Shaun's pants in the bushes, and returning. Mako is eventually helpd up? Fox_Tourist blinks as she watches Shaun fly down... she offers a paw to the pile of heros. Caleb is at the bottom of the pile, with his face in the ground. At least he isn't naked like he was before. Dirge steps back. "There. Is everyone all right? Oh dear, I think I see bruises." Blue_Blade says, "That was a strange moment..." Dei'nar'Ys grumbles, brushing herself, off, then retieing the draw-string on her loin-cloth and straightening her badly out of position tube-top. "Grrrrr..." Donovan_Thorn hands Mako the frilly underwear, blushing again. Fox_Tourist says, "that was interesting, what happened?" You say, "What she said" Shaun climbs back out of the sewer... "I'm sorry... I just felt left out..." A sad tone in his voice. Dirge hmms. "Those are nice. I should like to get a pair of my own, slightly modified." Mako takes said underwear, steps behind a conveniently placed Large Object and puts them on. If only for the sake that it keeps her a little warmer. >.> Caleb pushes himself up, off the ground, to sit, spitting out grass and the occasional worm. x.@ Dirge eeks. "Dreadful." Mako steps back out, clad in another set of pink underwear. "... I hope this static ends soon, I'm running out of pairs of underwear. >.>; Fox_Tourist tugs her skirt down, grumbling, "anyone know why my entire suitcase looks like it just came out of the dryer?" Dei'nar'Ys walks over to Caleb. "You alright, love?" She asks, trying to put her annoyance out of her voice and not really succeeding. Donovan_Thorn knows what to get Mako for christmas. ^-^ And nods at Fox. "Actually, yes. The local god of static cling seems to be, er, overloading." Caleb gives a half-assed thumbs-up to Dei. "I wanna go to the...to the..." He looks at Dei, "Where do I wanna go, love?" Dirge says delicately, "He should move. Or bury himself. I have no hard feelings, but, well..." Shaun sits down... "It took me this long just to creat one outfit that could stand the electricity... and it put out enough electricity vaporize a car... but... now it appears to be gone..." Fox_Tourist grumbles, "the brochure said this place was wierd, but that takes the cake..." Shaun asks, "Is the brochure still printing my ad? Because... I've decided to quit the whole heroing thing... I think... so I should probably stop them before they send me another bill." Mako says, "... so!." Fox_Tourist says, "the brochure was thicker than my phone book with ads for heros and vilins... I didn't look at them all..." Dei'nar'Ys hmmms. She... would not be one of them, however. Dei'nar'Ys does not advertise. Shaun sighs... "I... think I need a hug..." Dirge sidles away.