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Post by DanteMGalileo on Apr 19, 2017 10:58:29 GMT -5
OH GOD BEING LAUNCHED OUT OF A TWISTER FUCKING HURT.
But not nearly as much as crashing into the roof of a building. "Fuck..." Liderc mumbled, pulling himself to a sitting position. He had lost quite a bit of blood from that. Muttering curses, he ran his hand over his bloody arm, the wound sealing with his touch. "Not perfect, but it'll work for now."
That moment of peace would be short-lived, however. The roof itself would crack from the impact and Liderc's weight... "Oh. Hen eggs..."
Before subsequently crashing down, sending Liderc into a theatre, screaming... Landing in yet another awkward situation.
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Post by DMis on Apr 19, 2017 11:09:50 GMT -5
The unfortunate soul that he had landed in the lap of was now glaring. What the heck are you doing?!? she mentally yelled at the green bleeding angel.
The male next to her rolled his eyes. Horns created a false halo. "Well that is more interesting than the movie," he offered.
"Stooges are a classic."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Apr 19, 2017 11:28:56 GMT -5
"Nrgh... argh... frickin' metal roof... Can't bloody hold anything..." Liderc mumbled, forcing himself to his feet, finally noting his strangely bare legs and the lack of weight on his arms. "Bollocks."
On the screen, Moe proceeded to do his usual slapstick routine to poor Larry and Curly. The green angel climbed onto a (thankfully unoccupied) seat. "Looks like Magpie, Limpkin, and Cuckoo... Just with humans..." This remark might have generated some odd looks, but not as much as when Liderc took what looked like a piece of the now-broken metal roof... And began to chomp into it. I need to get my armour back. Thank Farahvar my stomach shield is still intact...
Unfortunately, eating metal is loud.
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Post by DMis on Apr 19, 2017 12:21:00 GMT -5
This earned glares from the horned man and the woman who's lap he has landed in.
"Really?" she asked. Her voice showing annoyance.
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Apr 19, 2017 12:36:35 GMT -5
"What?" Liderc said, turning towards the two individuals. "I need SOMETHING to get my armour back! And I need metal to regenerate metal..."
Though he did try to be quiet this time. Mumbled swears could be heard.
"Bloody humans and pelts."
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Post by DMis on Apr 19, 2017 12:58:37 GMT -5
The horned man raised an eyebrow. "You know the woman you landed in the lap of could probably make you armor, strange aven," he offered.
"If I wanted to, currently I don't, Nicol," she offered curtly.
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Apr 19, 2017 13:09:36 GMT -5
"Whatever." Munch, munch, there goes the roof fragments. "I can make my own armour." Then he started to munch on the empty seat in front of him. "It just takes some raw materials."
After there was only half the chair left, a weak light came from Liderc's arms, legs, and shoulder, reforming into gloves and stockings. Shapes started to form over, seemingly the start of the aforementioned armour. "... Human Magpie is soft. Magpie would've sliced off Limpkin's arm for that, not just slapped him..."
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Post by DMis on Apr 19, 2017 13:30:44 GMT -5
"It's slapstick not let's try to murder the other guy," the woman growled.
Nicol watched. "I think I would appreciate your version of these three buffoons."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Apr 20, 2017 20:11:40 GMT -5
"See? Horned guy gets it! Want a demonstration?" Liderc held up a hand, nails shifting into sharp claws. "Pick two!"
This idiot isn't aware that the elder-dragon-turned-faunus could easily turn this on him...
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Post by DMis on Apr 20, 2017 20:20:07 GMT -5
Bolas chuckled before picking the first two and then sending the fingers to poke out Liderc's own eyes.
The woman rolled her eyes.
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Apr 21, 2017 14:08:20 GMT -5
"N-NRGH?!" There go a pair of red eyes, one oddly burned. Taking a hand to his now-empty sockets, Liderc's hand glowed, regenerating the missing organs.
"Wiseguy, eh? Maybe this'll tecah you yer place, Limpkin." He grabbed one of Bolas's horns, not really noting how they had suddenly become this week's feature film.
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Post by DMis on Apr 21, 2017 21:28:59 GMT -5
Bolas growled before the two were both smacked in the back of the head. This caused Bolas' horns to slightly stab Liderc.
"Okay you knuckleheads. Shut up or your both going to get fried to a crisp and last I check fried bird wings are a wonderful dish in any culture on my home plane," the woman offered before breathing out a puff of smoke.
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Apr 21, 2017 21:41:08 GMT -5
"YOU EAT WINGS? What kind of depraved culture are you people from?!"
Liderc's voice went up two octaves there, one from being stabbed on Bolas's horns, and another from Artemis's startling (to him) statement. "Nrgh..." his voice started going down to normal. "Sheesh, you guys have your own version of Magpie, Limpkin, and Cuckoo. I thought you were kind of sort of almost decent..."
At that, a random box fell on Liderc.
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Post by DMis on Apr 21, 2017 21:47:14 GMT -5
Bolas pulled his horns away. "I'd rather go for the thigh meat but if you like least amount of meat. All yours," he offered.
"Prefer dark myself. And you realize everyone has been watching the three of us right? And I don't but there are some who do. And it's Artemis. Cranky lizard is Nicol Bolas," the woman offered seeming to relax.
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Apr 21, 2017 21:58:52 GMT -5
"Dammit."
Liderc pulled off the box, tossing it aside. "I suppose we do provide better entertainment- and all in living colour to boot!"
That earned him a boot to the head.
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