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exsiliumlogs2013-11-20 05:47 pm
maddeninghatter) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-11-20 05:47 pm
Entry tags:
- alice (pandora hearts),
- allen walker (d. gray-man),
- chrono (chrono crusade),
- chrysos kineas (original),
- elliot nightray (pandora hearts),
- gilbert nightray (pandora hearts),
- kevin cecil (makai ouji),
- lenalee lee (d.gray-man),
- oz vessalius (pandora hearts),
- rosette christopher (chrono crusade),
- xerxes break (pandora hearts)
It seemed like a good idea at the time...
Date & Time: 2698, fin-de-millenium, just prior to the formation of the United Earth
Location: Las Vegas
Characters: Break, Kevin, Gilbert, Oz, Elliot, Alice, Allen, Lenalee, Rosette, Chrono, Chrysos
Summary: Fear and loathing
Warnings: Showgirls and Gilbert weeping.
The statement “Let’s go to Vegas” exists as the multiverse’s quintessential definition of, “well it seemed like a good idea at the time.” Even in this case, it really had, between zombies, insurrection, and the day to day tedium of life on the moon. Besides which, Xerxes Break has a new sentient (sentient-er) weapon, which in a stunning show of good judgement is too dangerous to test on the moonbase, nor in any concentration of people. Las Vegas, set against the backdrop of the vast, desolate Mojave desert, seemed to be a perfect choice.
When our heroes wink into existence, squinting against the early-morning desert sunshine, they’ll find themselves duly welcomed. Come play in the casino. When you feel a bit peckish, indulge in all you can eat. Take your winnings and go shopping; at night, take in a show. And if you’ve done really well gambling, unwind in a ridiculously luxurious suite.
…or is this how you’re spending the night?
Thirty-six hours in Vegas, what could possibly go wrong?
(ooc: feel free to start threads willy-nilly, name your time and place, threadjack and mingle)
Location: Las Vegas
Characters: Break, Kevin, Gilbert, Oz, Elliot, Alice, Allen, Lenalee, Rosette, Chrono, Chrysos
Summary: Fear and loathing
Warnings: Showgirls and Gilbert weeping.
The statement “Let’s go to Vegas” exists as the multiverse’s quintessential definition of, “well it seemed like a good idea at the time.” Even in this case, it really had, between zombies, insurrection, and the day to day tedium of life on the moon. Besides which, Xerxes Break has a new sentient (sentient-er) weapon, which in a stunning show of good judgement is too dangerous to test on the moonbase, nor in any concentration of people. Las Vegas, set against the backdrop of the vast, desolate Mojave desert, seemed to be a perfect choice.
When our heroes wink into existence, squinting against the early-morning desert sunshine, they’ll find themselves duly welcomed. Come play in the casino. When you feel a bit peckish, indulge in all you can eat. Take your winnings and go shopping; at night, take in a show. And if you’ve done really well gambling, unwind in a ridiculously luxurious suite.
…or is this how you’re spending the night?
Thirty-six hours in Vegas, what could possibly go wrong?
(ooc: feel free to start threads willy-nilly, name your time and place, threadjack and mingle)
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it's also really, really hard not to laugh. he pushes the doorway more open, though doesn't quite yet step inside. )
Then what is going on?
( he knows, he thinks, but it'll be fun to watch them explain )
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[Maybe Oz hasn't had the talk yet...]
1/2
.... ]
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No, he cannot let it end here.
It cannot end like this.
With the shounen spirit of a thousand teenage protagonists across a thousand universes he shoves himself upright and takes advantage of Kevin's stupor to prise his hands from his collar. And points. Accusingly. Vigorously. At Kevin's idiot face. ]
This man. Excessiveably drunk. At tables. Was like t'be shot. Dragged 'im up here. That'sall.
[ Yes. Excellent. An eloquent, concise explanation. ]
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He does, indeed, sound incredibly drunk.]
[He hiccups, wondering if he should make a point about "at tables" and "like t'be shot", but he is suddenly distracted by the colorful gambling chips and the vague sensation that he is being watched by children. Who were those again?]
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You sound tired, Chrysos! It's been a loooong day after all, hasn't it? ( he's going to regret saying this, possibly, but — ) We can help Kevin, so why don't you go to bed?
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...it is true, though. The long day bit.
The pointiness on Kevin's cheek (and the weight on the rest of him) blissfully alleviates as Chrysos slides his feet onto the floor proper and stands, getting himself nice and upright. In reasonable time. (Admittedly, it takes a few seconds to get the swaying under control.)
There. Good.
The thought of leaving them to take over, though... ] Y'll be alright?
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After that, he starts gathering pillows around himself again,looking like very drunk giant sloth.]
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Totally fine!
( oz finally moves into the room, for the specific purpose of getting behind chrysos and pushing him right out. GENTLY, he doesn't mean to topple anyone over, but insistent. )
There's nothing to worry about at all.
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You're safe! The pervert is gone!
You really need to learn how to punch really hard, Kevin.
1/3 spamming till the world goes boom
..."pervert."
Ah. Pervert. ]
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or attempts to, anyway, it's more a sort of stumble-spin-stumble but the important thing here is yelling indignantly: ]
---NOT A PERVERT!
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We know, we know!
( HE'LL PUSH CHRYS BY THE FRONT IF HE HAS TO )
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But clothes seem to be on, and she's pretty sure that's an important part. GOOD ENOUGH. She pats the angel's head. There there, we were in time!!]
Don't encourage him Oz! [Rosette stomps her foot, firmly.]
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Which is to say that he is still gesticulating as he is coerced to drunk-moonwalking out the door ]
Not a pervert, don'tyou compare me t'those people, swear by light I'll--!!
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