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Post by DMis on Aug 17, 2015 12:17:57 GMT -5
"I usually cause a fair amount of this," Beth offered calmly. "But this year- I doubt I will..."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 17, 2015 17:22:13 GMT -5
"Haha... Yeah, same here," Mickey chuckled, popping some more blood shards in his mouth. "Making mischief is kinda my shtick. I mean back home, I was kinda a..." He trailed off, ears drooping awkwardly.
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Post by DMis on Aug 17, 2015 19:16:55 GMT -5
"A troublemaker or source or chaos?" Beth asked calmly.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 17, 2015 19:51:28 GMT -5
"You could say that..." Mickey turned so he was sitting in the chair horizontally. "I've been crying havoc for two hundred years, and while I still enjoy a good romp every now and then, it wasn't until I teamed up with Cat and Rio that I finally started doing something with my life."
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Post by DMis on Aug 17, 2015 20:30:07 GMT -5
"You have friends that stand besides you. And we all could use a good romp. We're not getting any younger," Beth offered with a sly smile. The mental gears turned as she started to sing.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 17, 2015 21:02:24 GMT -5
Mickey smiled calmly, allowing himself to relax as Beth continued to sing. His gaze shifted back to the TV, where the news had switched over to some boring story about a shooting. He swiped the remote and changed the channel, settling on a showing of "The Thing," keeping the volume almost inaudibly low out of respect.
When the song wrapped up, Mickey shot Beth a pleasant grin and looked away again, keeping silent for a moment before half-consciously mumbling song lyrics on a whim.
"Cross my heart and hope to die
Burn my lungs and curse my eyes
I've lost control and I don't want it back
I'm going numb, I've been hijacked
It's a freakin' drag"
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Post by DMis on Aug 17, 2015 21:05:23 GMT -5
Beth tilted her head and listened. She didn't recognize the tune but quietly listened to her host's song before she chuckled.
She softly hummed along.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 17, 2015 21:32:31 GMT -5
For no real reason, Mickey stopped himself before he reached the chorus. He looked up at Beth again and casually asked, "So what was that guy's deal, anyway?"
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Post by DMis on Aug 17, 2015 21:38:08 GMT -5
"Which male are you inquiring about? I've interacted with several," she replied.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 17, 2015 21:44:07 GMT -5
"Y'know, the guy in the suit and fedora? The one that started that whole musical number and then got in a fight with the schizo kid?"
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Post by DMis on Aug 17, 2015 21:53:22 GMT -5
"Jack. A demon of some sort. He's inhabiting the body of one Evan Anders. A great guy on his own but with that thing having Hijacked him.... Who knows what may happen. Jack seeks destruction and chaos. He's photosensitive," the siren answered before sitting down again.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 17, 2015 22:01:43 GMT -5
"Hm. I know a guy like that..." Mickey muttered; he wasn't implying it, but he was of course referring to himself. "My teammates and a few others went after him. Wonder how that's going."
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Post by DMis on Aug 17, 2015 22:08:05 GMT -5
"I hope it's going well for them," she offered. "So.... anything you want to do for fun?"
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 17, 2015 22:36:50 GMT -5
"FUN?!"
53 Seconds Later...
Mickey grinned like a madman from behind the steering wheel of his van, engine roaring, speedometer at its limit, Skillet blaring from the radio at full volume. All throughout the park, he drove his beloved rust bucket like he was on the fast track to the Sprint Cup. Out here, in this open land, there wasn't much to destroy or run over, but he managed to mow down most of it.
"OH WHAT A DAY! WHAT A LOVELY DAY!"
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Post by DMis on Aug 17, 2015 22:45:22 GMT -5
Beth was torn between fearing for her life and enjoying the casual destruction of ruins. "10 points if you hit zombies. 20 for ghosts. and 100 if you hit the Dullahan on the Nightmare," Beth encouraged.
Said dullahan was just coaxing her horse to move along.
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