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exsiliumlogs2012-04-05 03:33 pm
evilboygoofball) wrote in exsiliumlogs2012-04-05 03:33 pm
[open to all] LET'S STEAL CHRISTMAS
Date & Time: 05/04/12 - Midnight
Location: Several different broken into apartments...
Characters: Jack Spicer and YOU!
Summary: Jack is getting desperate for materials, so he's breaking into people's apartments to take anything of value.
Warnings: Possibly violence (HE'S PROBABLY GONNA GET BEATEN UP A WHOLE LOT.....)
[Waiting it out and playing good guy in order to earn enough money to buy resources just didn't sit well with Jack. He'd considered several different methods of gathering the necessary tools but this was the quickest and easiest way he could think of. Once it hit midnight, he left his own living quarters and went off into the night with nothing but his backpack and a burlap sack, stalking the halls of exsilium and blending in quite well with everything, inwardly mocking people who made fun of his outfit. USEFUL NOW ISN'T IT. In any case, he eventually came across a door, tossing a few looks down either side of the hall before a mechanical limb extended from his backpack, a small key shaped object at the end of it, which inserted itself into the lock of his current target. For a few seconds it'd just sort of jiggle around in the lock, before the door clicked open, the limb retracting back into his backpack. He was getting the hang of using this 'sentient weapon' thing, and he was really loving it so far, especially since he discovered it can do things like this. Now that he was in, it was just a case of robbing a few suckers blind and reaping the benefits the next day, or so he thought.]
[ooc: feel free to have potential victims react however you want! Maybe they find him, maybe they're still asleep, anything goes! B)]
Location: Several different broken into apartments...
Characters: Jack Spicer and YOU!
Summary: Jack is getting desperate for materials, so he's breaking into people's apartments to take anything of value.
Warnings: Possibly violence (HE'S PROBABLY GONNA GET BEATEN UP A WHOLE LOT.....)
[Waiting it out and playing good guy in order to earn enough money to buy resources just didn't sit well with Jack. He'd considered several different methods of gathering the necessary tools but this was the quickest and easiest way he could think of. Once it hit midnight, he left his own living quarters and went off into the night with nothing but his backpack and a burlap sack, stalking the halls of exsilium and blending in quite well with everything, inwardly mocking people who made fun of his outfit. USEFUL NOW ISN'T IT. In any case, he eventually came across a door, tossing a few looks down either side of the hall before a mechanical limb extended from his backpack, a small key shaped object at the end of it, which inserted itself into the lock of his current target. For a few seconds it'd just sort of jiggle around in the lock, before the door clicked open, the limb retracting back into his backpack. He was getting the hang of using this 'sentient weapon' thing, and he was really loving it so far, especially since he discovered it can do things like this. Now that he was in, it was just a case of robbing a few suckers blind and reaping the benefits the next day, or so he thought.]
[ooc: feel free to have potential victims react however you want! Maybe they find him, maybe they're still asleep, anything goes! B)]
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You tried taking my microwave and you're calling foul? Nah, dude. I'll show you not fair.
[And over to the window he goes.]
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So there's only one thing to do.]
H-hey, heyheyhey, what're you doing?! C'mon, you know I bruise like a peach! A delicate soft summer peach! You should know, you beat me up all the time!
HAVE MERCYYYYYYYYYYY!
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You should have thought about that before you broke into my crib.
[You're actually getting off easy this time, Jack. Rai kicks the window open and then leans down to grab him by the scruff of his jacket.]
But hey, no hard feelings, yo. Let's say I do you a favor and teach you how to fly before you go?
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[Oh...OH NO THE WINDOW. In the midst of panicking the fact he has the means to fly safely off without getting injured has just slipped his mind.]
You're. Not...really gonna...I mean you're only kidding...right?...ahaaahahaha...
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Yep, gotcha. Man, the look on your face!
[No Jack. Don't fall for it.]
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[Jack laughs...quietly. And nervously.]
Like you were really gonna throw me out a window! Hah!
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[And then Rai grabs him again and hefts him up and out the window with a blast of wind to help.]
You should hold your arms out dude, you'll get more air that way!! Pff-hahahaha.
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[And out he goes. As Jack falls, he lets out a rather impressive long and continuous shriek, arms helplessly dangling as he falls.]
I'MGONNAGETYOUFORTHI-hey, wait a second!
[The mechanical limbs extend from Jack's backpack once more, with the oh-so-familiar propellers on top. Jack calls up, laughing as he does.]
JOKE'S ON YOU, LOSER! YOU SEEM TO FORGET THAT I, JACK SPICER, ALWAYS COME PREPA-
[But he's interrupted by a really loud bang, which just so happens to be the result of his body hitting the ground. He was so busy gloating he didn't think to, you know, actually use his helipack to avoid bodily harm.]
H...hnnnghh...arghhh...kkk...I think I broke something...weh.