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 Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 9:06 pm
Kali couldn't help but snort at Spaz's preformance. It was funny! Even the prospect of some guy killing her wouldn't stop the laugh. However, when she realized exactly how he intended to kill her, she had to wonder what the hell he was gonna do. But as Spaz began critisizing his fashion sense, well, that thought went out the window.
Right up until she realized he had said he wanted Migas. Why would ANYONE want him? Stupid old man... Of course, that place brian worked for wanted him...so that meant he had SOME value... She forced herself to giggle and keep her gaze from brian's bag.
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 9:15 pm
Spaz cleared his throat and mimed writing something on a chalkboard.
"My name is 'Mis-ter... Spa-a-az...' and I'll be your history substitute, class." He suddenly whipped around and pointed at the robed man. "Who threw that? Don't think I can't see you making faces behind my back, you little hoodlums, because I know you're doing it!" He wagged a finger reproachfully.
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 9:37 pm
((Team 2))
Cocking his head in a mixture of disbelief and interest, the artist lowered his weapon and moved closer. It seemed he kind of took a...liking to Spaz, if that's how one could say it. A less frightening mood struck the bloody chamber, and Mr. Angry walked a few paces towards Mr. Spaz.
"Spaz, eh? Hm. You DO seem the Subania type. ...My name's Caine. That's all I'll let on for now.
Listen, I could use a freak like you to help me find Migas. I'll give you the details in a sec. What do you say?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 9:46 pm
Did he just call Spaz a freak? Why, that was absurd. Nobody in the history of freaktastic freakishness has ever been less freaky than Spaz. And everybody knew it. Why, just the other day Spaz had been at a classy dinner party when Lord Hurflingnobber III had remarked on his distinct lack of freakishness after a well-played game of croquet that had ended after the balls had become lodged in the heads of a roving troup of gun-toting door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesmen in cowboy hats.
"Migas? Is that like another name for a flapjack? I wish I had a cowboy hat..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 9:57 pm
((Team 2))
The man seemed unfazed by Spaz' remarks. They clearly made sense...or at least, he was making it seem like they did...nodding slightly, he calmly raised his dangerous ballpoint at the stammering female at Spaz' side.
"Hm. I see. What of the girl? What does she mean to you, Spaz?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 10:16 am
"Kali?" Spaz asked, turning to look at his one-armed accomplice. "She's awesome. Kinda cranky though. Doesn't like being thrown up on." He leaned closer to Caine and whispered "She's totally got a thing for me, but it's never gonna happen."
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 10:18 am
Sagitarian_Insomniac ((Quietly steps into the room and listens intently)) "What's all the fuss about?" razz
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 12:37 pm
'Why that little...' she thought, clenching her teeth. 'Spaz you egocentric moron.' she grumbled inwardly, shooting him a quick glare.
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 9:29 pm
((Team))
Leaning back in intrigue, Caine shifted his gaze to Kali while still addressing the hyperactive party leader.
"...I see. Can she be trusted?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 10:34 am
"Uh huh, she's true blue." Spaz scratched his chin. "But not really blue, she's kinda pinkish-white. She could use some sun, actually, get a tan. You know how it is. All these flourescent lights, not good for the complexion." Spaz realized he'd probably just earned himself an imminent beating, but he was having too much fun to care. "Oh my god, we should totally go to the beach! We can have a bonfire and roast some weenies!"
Spaz wondered how much of what he was seeing was real and what was computer-generated. He assumed Caine was real, but what about the gore? That was more likely fake, or as fake as any of the stuff they'd encountered inside FATE so far. But what if this man was just another program, another part of their "training"? But if he wasn't, what was he doing in here? Finding out would require finesse and tact.
"What are you doing in here?" Spaz asked bluntly.
DAMNIT!!
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 7:13 pm
((Team 2))
Caine seemed taken aback by Spaz' forward remark. Bracing himself defensively, he retorted,
"I-I do not know. I was sent here by CORP, who wished that I investigate this forlorn facility and brave its many dangers to unlock the secrets of its inner workings. I'm nothing more than a hired brush, I'm afraid. They sent me to this point in time because I was supposed to meet up with a man named Migas here. I did not find any trace of him, however, and now my search continues....deeper into the belly of this beast.
Perhaps he was off wandering around the building when I arrived at the designated location, but I'm hoping he traveled through this...FATE garbage, for it seems there's no turning back now.
...and yourselves?"
He was getting a little suspicious now, but thankfully it was nothing too serious...yet.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 7:34 pm
Spaz shrugged and gave a noncomittal "I dunno" grunt, which was more or less the truth. All this stuff about stopping Kefka's evil plans wasn't really his bag. He was just along for the ride until they got out of the damn hospital.
"I's just an ex-patient trying to get out of this god-forsaken place. Subania sucks a**. Hey, that's a lot of 'S's! Sssubania sssucksss asssss. Hehehee! Ssseven ssseasoned sssirloin sssteaksss sssoundsss sssuperb on Sssunday!" He giggled for a good fifteen seconds until he started coughing. "Yeah, but anyway, sorry we can't help ya."
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folchinator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 7:38 pm
((Team 2))
"...I see. Well. If you ever need me after all this is through, visit the Northern CORP headquarters.
That's right...in NEW YORK. Oh, ******** one can...say, tell you what..."
Caine Draws ID card x2!
(-40 MP)
"Here. Take these. They're level 1 security. That means you can get into the outer ring of New York. You'll find me there, I'm sure..."
With that, he pulled up his hood and trodded off to the next floor.
[Core=9]
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 11:55 am
Spaz took one of the cards and handed the other to Kali.
((Can you add that to my profile, Folch? If not I'll do it when I get my account back))
"Seems like a nice enough dude. Hope he finds that guy he was looking for. What was the name? Sergeant Pepper? I think that's the guy with the 'Lonely Hearts Club'." Spaz started walking along the path, weaving around piles of mutilated flesh while singing softly.
"We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club band, we hope you will enjoy the show..."
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