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capeandcowl2012-06-16 10:59 pm
cloud9) wrote in capeandcowl2012-06-16 10:59 pm
VIDEO: forward dated to tomorrow morning. NOW WITH CORRECT HTML??
[ good morning, network. except it is not very good because here is a very large threatening man with a very large ax swinging it at whoever is closest to him bellowing HAVE AT THEE! while destroying whatever furniture happens to be in his path. simultaneously there is a scary green man in a scary green leotard who is going to summon your worst fears, so enjoy that. he's also laughing evilly 'cause that's what super villains do.
the appropriate response, of course, is to scream. abby (still dressed in her hello kitty pjs) dodges that very large ax by diving behind the couch, so excuse the shakey and nausea inducing video feed. ]
Ohmygod, ohmygod. What. Is. Happening. Somebody help--
Whoawhatthefucktakeiteasydude-!
[ tommy is freaking losing it. he's also only in his underwear and zipping around, trying to hold the big guy's attention so he doesn't go after anyone else. which pretty much results even more shit getting destroying. what. while tommy is busy with the ax wielding man, alex, who is also in sleepwear (t-shirt and shorts), has his hands full with the leotard guy who is having trouble summoning fears for him. ]
That won't work on me. [ he turns to terry. ] Did you forget to lock the door last night?
[ AND SOMEHOW even this situation terry manages to spare a second to roll his eyes at alex. ]
Right. Because this is obviously my fault. [ he rolls behind the couch to grab abby as the ax destroys their couch. ] My dad isn't the one ruining the freaking furniture.
[ and apparently since the demon lord of fears isn't having enough fun with his powers not working on phobos, there are now zombies rising out of the carpet and sprouting tentacles coming from the walls. hooray. that girlish shriek is abby, who is scrambling to get away from a zombie. ]
T-- Tommy, get my rifle! [ her vocal pitch is increasing exponentially. ] How do we make them go away?
[ and that takes him a few seconds because ajdlkbs zombies and why is it always the tentacles but tommy manages to get away long enough to grab and toss the rifle in abby's general direction, and she makes a fumbling catch. ]
Catch! Wait did you say dad? [ NATURALLY THIS IS TERRY'S FAULT. ]
Is there any other way to explain how they got inside?
[ alex grabs one of the chairs from the kitchen table and proceeds to smash it against nightmare's back and adds to the destruction of terry's apartment.......... ]
Yeah, he did. [ SO THE CHAIR DIDN'T DO MUCH. ] It's a surprise visit from both our fathers.
Hhrgh -- this is why I don't invite people over.
[ something says that chairs and guns and banter are probably not going to help them survive an attack by two of the strongest supers in all of marvel comics yeah! so terry is going to make a run for the window and fling it open. ]
Hey, Miss Headcase, now would be a great time to get your cloud on.
R-Roger that! [ NOT ENOUGH BULLETS FOR ALL THESE TENTACLES AND ZOMBIES FUUusfaklj she grabs alex by the arm as she runs by, slinging her rifle over her shoulder by the strap and pulling him with her to the window. she only lets go to jump out onto a waiting cloud. ] Come on! Hurry!
[ dude you don't got to tell tommy twice. he's totally grabbing and throwing terry over his shoulder before booking it out the window-
but manages to notice the comm in all this chaos, snag it, and give it a look ("Seriously?") before shutting it off. ]
the appropriate response, of course, is to scream. abby (still dressed in her hello kitty pjs) dodges that very large ax by diving behind the couch, so excuse the shakey and nausea inducing video feed. ]
Ohmygod, ohmygod. What. Is. Happening. Somebody help--
Whoawhatthefucktakeiteasydude-!
[ tommy is freaking losing it. he's also only in his underwear and zipping around, trying to hold the big guy's attention so he doesn't go after anyone else. which pretty much results even more shit getting destroying. what. while tommy is busy with the ax wielding man, alex, who is also in sleepwear (t-shirt and shorts), has his hands full with the leotard guy who is having trouble summoning fears for him. ]
That won't work on me. [ he turns to terry. ] Did you forget to lock the door last night?
[ AND SOMEHOW even this situation terry manages to spare a second to roll his eyes at alex. ]
Right. Because this is obviously my fault. [ he rolls behind the couch to grab abby as the ax destroys their couch. ] My dad isn't the one ruining the freaking furniture.
[ and apparently since the demon lord of fears isn't having enough fun with his powers not working on phobos, there are now zombies rising out of the carpet and sprouting tentacles coming from the walls. hooray. that girlish shriek is abby, who is scrambling to get away from a zombie. ]
T-- Tommy, get my rifle! [ her vocal pitch is increasing exponentially. ] How do we make them go away?
[ and that takes him a few seconds because ajdlkbs zombies and why is it always the tentacles but tommy manages to get away long enough to grab and toss the rifle in abby's general direction, and she makes a fumbling catch. ]
Catch! Wait did you say dad? [ NATURALLY THIS IS TERRY'S FAULT. ]
Is there any other way to explain how they got inside?
[ alex grabs one of the chairs from the kitchen table and proceeds to smash it against nightmare's back and adds to the destruction of terry's apartment.......... ]
Yeah, he did. [ SO THE CHAIR DIDN'T DO MUCH. ] It's a surprise visit from both our fathers.
Hhrgh -- this is why I don't invite people over.
[ something says that chairs and guns and banter are probably not going to help them survive an attack by two of the strongest supers in all of marvel comics yeah! so terry is going to make a run for the window and fling it open. ]
Hey, Miss Headcase, now would be a great time to get your cloud on.
R-Roger that! [ NOT ENOUGH BULLETS FOR ALL THESE TENTACLES AND ZOMBIES FUUusfaklj she grabs alex by the arm as she runs by, slinging her rifle over her shoulder by the strap and pulling him with her to the window. she only lets go to jump out onto a waiting cloud. ] Come on! Hurry!
[ dude you don't got to tell tommy twice. he's totally grabbing and throwing terry over his shoulder before booking it out the window-
but manages to notice the comm in all this chaos, snag it, and give it a look ("Seriously?") before shutting it off. ]
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I'll make it up to you.
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Yeah? What's she got that I don't?
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[ beat! ]
You figure you'll need somewhere to stay?
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Are you offering?
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[ a light pause. then, mildly: ]
You sure you want me over there? I won't take it personally if you say no.
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We hang out all the time anyway, right? S'no different if we hang out a little longer cuz some dads wrecked your place. [ if she says it all casual like this it will totally be true, right? ]
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Can I bring my dog?
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Sure. Table and Mr Darcy miss him.