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hatesthefood) wrote2010-11-16 07:18 am
hatesthefood) wrote2010-11-16 07:18 am
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[The screen flickers to life, showing the slightly cluttered interior of Ken Hidaka's bathroom. Barely visible is a soccer themed tee-shirt hanging precariously from the edge of the counter and a brightly colored cat perched on the top of the toilet. In the background, however, there's no mistaking the sound of water running and over that, a barely recognizable song. The cat glances back towards the bearer of the voice, a look of mild annoyance plain on his splotched face.
The song goes on, pausing every now and again. In fact, he's singing so loudly that he doesn't hear the door slowly opening. Ears peaked, Gent swivels his head towards the opening door only to go wide eyed and jump down, intent on running out of the room. For a long moment, the only action is Ken singing on, oblivious, before the shower door opens. The song pauses, only be replaced by a sharp, mildly panicked yell. A brief moment later, one naked Ken Hidaka bounces out of the shower, throwing a bar of soap at whatever was still in the warm shower stall.]
Holy shit! What th'HELL?
[The bathroom's door, left ajar, is then slammed open as a blue-haired silhouette quickly enters the bathroom.]
...KEN!? What's wrong?? What ha---? ...Aw, no WAY.
[Umi pauses to stare in shock for a moment only to draw her sword shortly afterward.]
What the heck IS that thing??
[She arrives just in time to see Ken lobbing toothbrushes at the now visible slimy green blob inching closer to Ken. There's no way to miss the mingled look of disgust and irritation on his face.]
How the hell should I know? Just kill it!
Ewwwwwwww...! You don't have to tell me twice! It's DISGUSTING!!
[Umi moves to stab it deeply with her rapier, only to have the wobbly creature, unharmed, turn against her and strike back at her before going back to hunting Ken.]
Wh- ...Looks like it's after YOU!
[And there goes the toothpaste as well as Ken's shirt. It's odd, really. Everything he throws at it just ends up being sucked into the gelatinous shape with a sound resembling a soft belch.]
What? That's stupid! Why would it be after ME?
Beats me! But see how it wants to get you!
[Another attempt to stab the creature ends up in Umi's sword arm almost sinking into it.]
... Ewugh! GOSH. I'll get your weapons! We need to get it out before--!
[There's a pause, and Umi's face goes bright red.]
...KEN, PUT SOME CLOTHES ON TO FIGHT THIS THING.
[Blinking, Ken glances over at her, a can of shaving cream poised to be thrown. It takes a minute for her words to sink in but he glances down just to be sure she's not overreacting. Sure enough, she's not and Ken tosses the can only to grab for the nearest towel or washcloth to cover himself with.]
HOLY CRAP UMI! QUIT LOOKING!
..I-I'm NOT!!
[Even if the fierce blush on Umi's face as she fights on with the monster suggests the contrary.]
We got bigger problems at the moment!
[As Ken flails around for a towel, a wave of blue material covers the screen and the little handheld is knocked off of the counter, the video going all sideways and snowy with static.]
[ooc: Attack of the fridge monster. Ken is in green and Umi is in blue. Have fun!]
The song goes on, pausing every now and again. In fact, he's singing so loudly that he doesn't hear the door slowly opening. Ears peaked, Gent swivels his head towards the opening door only to go wide eyed and jump down, intent on running out of the room. For a long moment, the only action is Ken singing on, oblivious, before the shower door opens. The song pauses, only be replaced by a sharp, mildly panicked yell. A brief moment later, one naked Ken Hidaka bounces out of the shower, throwing a bar of soap at whatever was still in the warm shower stall.]
Holy shit! What th'HELL?
[The bathroom's door, left ajar, is then slammed open as a blue-haired silhouette quickly enters the bathroom.]
...KEN!? What's wrong?? What ha---? ...Aw, no WAY.
[Umi pauses to stare in shock for a moment only to draw her sword shortly afterward.]
What the heck IS that thing??
[She arrives just in time to see Ken lobbing toothbrushes at the now visible slimy green blob inching closer to Ken. There's no way to miss the mingled look of disgust and irritation on his face.]
How the hell should I know? Just kill it!
Ewwwwwwww...! You don't have to tell me twice! It's DISGUSTING!!
[Umi moves to stab it deeply with her rapier, only to have the wobbly creature, unharmed, turn against her and strike back at her before going back to hunting Ken.]
Wh- ...Looks like it's after YOU!
[And there goes the toothpaste as well as Ken's shirt. It's odd, really. Everything he throws at it just ends up being sucked into the gelatinous shape with a sound resembling a soft belch.]
What? That's stupid! Why would it be after ME?
Beats me! But see how it wants to get you!
[Another attempt to stab the creature ends up in Umi's sword arm almost sinking into it.]
... Ewugh! GOSH. I'll get your weapons! We need to get it out before--!
[There's a pause, and Umi's face goes bright red.]
...KEN, PUT SOME CLOTHES ON TO FIGHT THIS THING.
[Blinking, Ken glances over at her, a can of shaving cream poised to be thrown. It takes a minute for her words to sink in but he glances down just to be sure she's not overreacting. Sure enough, she's not and Ken tosses the can only to grab for the nearest towel or washcloth to cover himself with.]
HOLY CRAP UMI! QUIT LOOKING!
..I-I'm NOT!!
[Even if the fierce blush on Umi's face as she fights on with the monster suggests the contrary.]
We got bigger problems at the moment!
[As Ken flails around for a towel, a wave of blue material covers the screen and the little handheld is knocked off of the counter, the video going all sideways and snowy with static.]
[ooc: Attack of the fridge monster. Ken is in green and Umi is in blue. Have fun!]
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Maybe they were his leftovers…?
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WHAT. The food came to life and went after the one who cooked it?? [Which is... exactly what happened.]
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...I mean, NO. No way even THIS PLACE can hit those levels of Weird.
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[Luckily… the one in his apartment already was cleaned out… lol, lack of leftovers totally equals clean ]
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I wonder if that dish of yours might be old enough...
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What, did you have time to do some field research on this thing?
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[There are advantages to having a portable scanner device nearly constantly attached to your arm. ]
I did say I had already fought one of those creatures. The neighbor’s ham monster who was very weak to laser swords.
The leftover potato monster was more easily defeated by water though.
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...So the weakness depends on... the kind of food the monster is. Ehh. Alright. So what the heck IS this monster made of, here??
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Maybe you should ask that Ken guy you are with…? Maybe he recognizes it?
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I was asking if you needed any help? Either Lantis or myself could come and give you a hand… if you need it.
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Whaaaa..ttt?
I… would never…
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...GOOD. Just making sure.
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[clarifies… in an attempt to avoid the more embarrassing subject you just brought up. ]
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YET. At least this one's going to spare you guys.
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[And leftovers in future will be more greatly monitored. ]
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