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Heh heh I have no clue xD Like- a random sector leader that hasn't been chosen yet that one of us can play. Or we could do a confrontation at a bar. Though, I think our biggest problem will be thinking of a way in which Glory doesn't do anything and Leo does xD. In every scenario I see it's just- guy approaches Glory, Glory punches guy in face, guy leaves. Leo can't even get involved lol) - General Anubis AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs +++ Leo didn't have much of that problem, considering he was confined to the ranch and his father refused to let him get in touch with the outside world. For his sister, however, she got to have a bunch of friends over- that was always scary for Leo. He remembered bolting one evening cause he heard voices. Female voices, nonetheless. Her friends didn't even know he existed until they walked into the barn at the same time he was walking out- awkward meeting. They all screamed, he 'bout had a heart attack from worry that they now knew he existed and his eardrums shattered at the same time. His sister was laughing her head off while her friends questioned her about the random guy in the barn, and by then, 13 Leo had evacuated the premises. He guessed that he had joined Libodon a little after 14- he had just turned 15, actually. He remembered this because he distinctly remembered breaking through a wall to get away from someone. At that point, he had been, like, 6' tall already... he had grown early. And one of his sister's friends found that attractive. He had been taught never to hit a girl, duh, so the next best thing was evacuate. However, this particular girl knew how 'skittish' he was, so she had trapped him at an opportune time in the back of the barn. Long story short, he had to spend 2 weeks fixing the hole he had broken in the roting wood, but that friend never came around again. Totally worth it. (Mmmm yes, always fun things) "Eh... putting that in my own words, I think it's better to be underestimated than overestimated." Leo said cheerfully. "Especially in battle." Sadly, he never got underestimated. Corrupted usually looked at him, said 'Oh shit!' and ran away. Good tactic as well. Leo was not easy to injure- or fragile- in any way shape or form, but that was mostly because he ignored most pain. Considering his shoulder was... broken... literally... the shoulder clap hadn't felt nice. And he hadn't even known his shoulder was broken until a couple days ago when the medics randomly walked up and informed him that they also found that he had a minorly broken shoulder and that he should go easy on it. No cast, nuthin'. Just a warning. It was a good thing that he tended to heal quickly- or, rather, start funcitoning quickly. "I'm glad that you're both happy." He said wryly as both their faces lit up, and Lucy started zooming around like a firework on steroids. "She's gonna love Libodon." He smiled slightly, knowing the amount of attention she'd get would be monsterous. He walked out the door as Glory did, nodding farewell to Ronan before focusing on where he was walking, and the dog running laps around them. "Think she'll be a little tired when we arrive?" He mused as he watched her. His thought was... no. Not at all. Lucy looked like she had enough energy to burn down the planet and still have enough leftover to be this happy. |
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(The bar scenario was what lingered in my mind the longest, my thoughts would be that it was the bar Glory and Leo'd trashed with Sir Brown Bitey and Mister Big Batterer, and now Glory's trying her absolute hardest to be civil and not get kicked out x3) Lieutenant Dwyer ᓚ₍ ^. .^₎ The one upside Glory'd found about puttin' a whoopin' on Felix was that she sort of earned herself a bit of a reputation, and got dirty looks in town. That sounds like a bad thing, but to Glory it was great. Part of it was the fact she'd injured the kid who was basically the biggest ass-kisser and everyone's favorite, and the other part was the amount of swears and insults she'd howled as loud as humanly possible at him. Among them were "If I have a problem with you I'll take it up with your mother's pimp, since he seems to hold all the power in your household", "I wouldn't kiss you if I had brain cancer and your lips were the cure", "Fuck your mother and die", "Cunt licker! Fucked your mom and licked her cunt!" Every word she'd said to Felix was so distasteful that people actually pitied Felix a little. Which Glory didn't give a shit, and if anyone were to ask her, she's say that she pitied him too, mostly for being dumber than a rubber nail. "Ahh, you get it," Ronan said with a chuckle. As Sun Tsu said, one must appear strong when weak and weak when strong. Or just not appear at all and always use the element of surprise, like Glory. It was always oh-so-pleasant to sneak up behind someone and break their neck like a chicken. To Glory, Snap, Crackle, and Pop weren't little elves that made cereal, they were the chorus of death, and it was wonderful when they sang. "That one's happier," Glory said with a snort, watching Lucy run at a pace almost faster than her feet could hit the ground. She very much agreed with Leo's next words; Lucy would LOVE it there. So many people to pet her, and feed her. That was probably the good thing about such a high-energy dog, she could never get fat with the amount of running she did. Meandering at an easy pace with Leo, Glory thought about his words a moment before answering. "Not at all. If anything, I think she's got built-in wind turbines, so the more she runs the more energy she creates." Watching the dog run, it seemed like the only possible explanation. Lucy ran circles around everything like a missile, somehow never running into anything. |
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BAHAHA Glory acting civil!?! Are you sure you can RP that? XD Good idea, though. Maybe they can stop on the way back at the bar to grab a drink to go and somethin' happens, eh? I'm impatient xD) - General Anubis AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs +++ (Glory was a fucking devil xD) Leo had somehow gotten worse as he grew up, kind of. He was innocently perfect until about the age 15, then he turned into a little terror, and it only got worse from there. He had given up on even trying at age 21 or so, and spiraled into not giving a flying fuck about nothin'. Usually, anyway. He had many stories, many, many stories. Stories about Corrupted, stupid teenagers, things he had done while he was a stupid teenager, things he had done as a stupid adult, etc. He had done things to non-Corrupted that would make most people throw up and never want to see his face again. Honestly, he felt more cursed by his Hyperthemisia than anything else. It was probably one of the worst things he ever found out about himself. Leo nodded at Ronan's words, hauling his mind off of obvious thoughts and focusing on the tasks at hand. He was going to stop thinking about how he could break each specific bone in someones hand and start thinking about Lucy and Glory and Ronan and walking home and normal things. He nodded at Glory's words, cracking a smile as Lucy raced around. The dog was going to be in absolute heaven. "I agree with that." He chuckled at her words, watching the pup. "She doesn't seem like she's going to get tired." Per his mindset, Jack and Haymitch were both telling him that he was running on low amounts of alcohol and that they were getting sober, so he decided to make a pit stop at the bar as they walked back. "It's been a couple weeks since we destroyed the bar. Wanna go see how it fared?" he questioned with a bit of an evil grin. (Sorry it tis short, I gotta go do dog training and horse training- ma baby horse [who isn't so much of a baby anymore- he's 2 and a half *sobs*] needs exercising lol) |
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With some difficulty, but I think I can manage xD yess lets do it, I'm impatient too lol) Lieutenant Dwyer ᓚ₍ ^. .^₎ (Glory was a fuckin gremlin with no concept of public decency, you kidding me? xD) Glory had been a holy terror since she was at least 6, and was the embodiment of evil and chaos. She was always causing problems and had learned to swear like a pirate's parrot at a rather young age. Just an ideal child, really, practically perfect in every way. She'd given a cow alcohol once and watched it stumble around for a good while. That was the extent of her terrorizing animal, everything else was inflicted upon some poor human soul. The problem was, most people weren't as funny as cows when drunk, and it was hard to trick people into drinking. "Not at all. I think she's just gonna keep going until her body gives out," Glory said, shifting the armful of pokey things so they didn't cut into her arms. Glory considered his words a moment; she'd rather be sober when she went to meet somebody for Rumor Mill, but nobody said she had to have a drink. "Alright, tell ya what, if you can get my pokeys back to my room, we'll go see how well they've repaired the damage of Sir Brown Bitey and Mister Big Batterer," She said. (nah no worries xD My horse needed exercise too earlier, and my sister's friend got to ride him lol) |
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(Impatience is my greatest virtue xD ... besides humor I was at a meeting and they went around with icebreakers- name and funniest person you know. I was there with my best friend and practical twin, who acts literally just like me- we share a soul- and I said her name. She said my name. Duh. We're both hilarious. Then it got around to someone I had never met before in my life, and they said MY name for the funniest person they knew. I was FLATTERED. Honestly, that is the best compliment I can get out of ANYONE xD) - General Anubis AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs +++ Leo watched Lucy zoom around for a bit, a permanent smile plastered on his face at the sight of her happiness. Nothing, except for maybe Glory, made him happier than seeing a happy animal. Especially a young, cute, happy animal. "Most likely." He chuckled lightly. As she responded, he grinned. "I believe I can fulfill that request." he chirped, snapping his fingers, per his usual dramaticness. He could just make them disappear, but where's the fun in that. They poofed away, onto Glory's couch, as that seemed like oneof her favorite storage spots for weapons. He then took a little detour and approached the bar as they came up to it. The window that had been formerly shattered was repaired nicely. His eyes lit up with pleasure as he reminded himself he could NOT start another fight.
Leo pushed open the door to the crowded bar, walking back in. There were still some tables with chips missing, but everything else was almost brand new. People bustled around, and no one really noticed them enter. "Impressive." he chuckled as he weaved his way to the counter, which had also been repaired. There was a significant less amount of glass cups, though. Leo surveyed the damage for a while before preparing the leave. That is, until someone decided to stop them. A 6'1, maybe 6'2 guy with alarmingly golden blonde hair, a perfectly clean shaven chin, and a bright smile sauntered up to Glory, completely ignoring the fact Leo existed. He looked in his mid twenties, and was obviously sober as hell. "Ah, never thought I'd find such a lady in this place." He said smoothly, his tone emotionless, apart from the hint of suggestion under his words. Leo glanced sideways as this show off of a guy approached Glory. It was weird that he immediately thought that, as he tended to only pay attention to the good side of people unless they gave him a reason not to. But alas, that as not the case here. He narrowed his eyes slightly, but was, again, ignored. "I'm Alex, and your name is?" The man asked, holding out a hand to shake with a dashing smile. |
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(Omg that's awesome xD Next you'll be voted Best Comedian in the State lmfao) Lieutenant Dwyer ᓚ₍ ^. .^₎ "Why thank you, m'lady," Glory said with a snicker as her load was lightened in an instant. She followed Leo to the bar she vividly remembered trashing, though mostly unintentionally. Almost everything had been repaired, with some minor evidence of the damage. She had a distinct feeling that they really, REALLY couldn't start another fight, otherwise they'd both get kicked out, probably banned, and possibly fined for all the destruction of private property. Glory followed Leo inside, noting with a small chuckle how well they'd erased the evidence of the Battle of Sir Brown Bitey and Mister Big Batterer versus Drunkards. "Doesn't even stink like fishes," She said quietly, and almost a little disappointedly. The only real evidence they'd ever been there was the repair bills and the memories of the valiant efforts of the fish. Glory'd done enough socializing for the rest of the year, and really, really didn't want to have to deal with this new idiot. Not a chance, buddy, she thought dryly. "What were you expecting, a brothel?" She retorted with a snort, in her most sarcastic "I'm so fucking done" voice. She didn't like anything about this guy, not one bit. He seemed like he was about to pull out the shittiest pick-up line, and Glory didn't want to stick around to hear it. She panicked a little as he asked her name, resisting the urge to say None of your fucking business and slap his hand away. Instead, she gave him a made-up name. "Polly Tishun," Glory blurted, making no move to shake his hand.(Politician lol) She merely glanced down at it, her expression suggesting she expected to contract the plague or something from him. Which, y'know, maybe. He kinda seemed like the sort the collect and give out STDs like trading cards. |
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Yes, and it would be my proudest moment xD) - General Anubis AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs +++ "Ah, you're welcome, darling." He answered graciously, glancing back around at the bar, which had a little less furniture than before. I wonder why. He thought wryly. Alex grinned at the woman's words. "Not at all." he answered in the smoothest voice in the world, his words like honey. "I may add, you are one funny woman." He smiled, retracting his hand as she spoken. "Politician, eh?" The name didn't get past him. He flashed another smile. "I'm sorry to alarm you, darling, but you can trust me. Fake names aren't necessary." He mused smoothly, his eyes sparkling in a cold, horrid way, much unlike Leo's. "Ah, there must be something wrong with my eyes, I can't seem to take them off of you." His gaze flit down to her body, shamelessly admiring it. That's when Leo snapped. The whole time, he had been holding back. As 'Alex' called Glory 'darling', Leo wanted to punch the guy in the face, but he was tipped off the rails at the horrid line and the way Alex's eyes roved over Glory like she was a piece of artwork. "You fucking shithead of a useless sack of balls, get the *fucking hell* away from her before I rip your tongue out and stuff it so far down your throat that you can taste the shit coming out your ass." he snarled, stepping forward, fury glinting in his gaze as he glared at the man with a fiery anger he hadn't eminated before. Not ever. Alex looked up with a smile as Leo spoke. "Hm, I see she's already taken. I bet you did it for those spectacular curves, mm?" He purred. A second later, Leo's fist was embedded eight inches deep in the guy's head. "If you say one more thing like that you won't have to worry about having eyes to see with." He hissed. As Alex fell backward, he grabbed the guy's coat collar and dragged him outside, already feeling bad enough for the damage they had done a couple weeks ago. Leo slammed Alex against the wall with enough force to break their ribs. Alex didn't know what was good for him. He grinned under the blood now trickling from his nose. "What, don't like me talking about your lady that way? Possessive, I see. I bet she doesn't want some cheap piece of shit like you. I'll get her alone, and-" That was as far as he got before he screamed, and for a good reason. Leo had grabbed his hand and swiftly snapped 12 of the 24 bones. "I... will fucking kill you... if another word... comes out of your dirty... rotten... motherfucking... sludgy... no good mouth that will not have a tongue by the time I'm done." He snarled, squeezing harder. More cracks, another pained scream. "If you ever... so dare as look... at any lady again... I will find you... hunt you down... and do something far worse.. than a few... measly... bones..." With that, he twisted the man's arm around so viciously that there was another two cracks, jerked backwards to hear another crack in the man's shoulder, and shoved them to the ground. They were, by now, sobbing and whimpering in pain, and that's exactly how Leo wanted it. |
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Edited at November 12, 2024 11:07 PM by KPH Equestrian
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(Oh I bet xD) Lieutenant Dwyer ᓚ₍ ^. .^₎ "Oh yeah, I'm a fuckin comedian," Glory half grumbled. Then she damn near gagged at his use of darling, then thought it wouldn't be a back thing if she puked on him. "Given the fact you think it's anywhere CLOSE to okay to call me 'darling', I'd rather you don't know my name," She spat, already tensing, waiting for the need to rip this guy's throat out and leave him to either bleed out or suffocate. "Well I suggest you fix it or you won't have any fucking eyes," Glory growled, trying not to show any discomfort as she could almost feel the bastard's peepers on her skin. Glory was on the verge of making the choice of thunking him over the head real good and probably getting forcefully removed from the premises as Leo made that choice for her. "God damn," She said under her breath as the single most beautifully constructed sentence she'd ever heard was flung at Alex. She'd never once seen Leo so absolutely pissed, and had to admit a little that she rather liked that he'd get that mad over her. "Bit of an overstatement, but thanks," She muttered sarcastically at Alex's words, then had to suppress the urge to cheer for Leo as he socked the bastard right in his god-awful mug. Hopefully it makes some improvements... if the sucker crawls out of here alive. The guy was like Felix Part 2, but this time Glory got to see the thrilling conclusion of somebody really truly getting all they deserved. She followed them out, not wanting to be far from Leo or miss Alex getting his ass handed to him. Glory was very, very thankful she didn't have to hear the rest of Alex's - or, more aptly, Anus's - sentence; his girly fuckin scream was way better anyway. And then Snap, Crackle, and Pop were singing along with him, singing like a goddamn canary they all were. "Git 'em," She whispered without really realizing. Standing over him now, Glory gave the vile little worm a pitying look and said, "The best part of you ran down your mother's thigh, you muff-diving, crab-crawling, asshole pinko fuckstick. Go take a flying fuck at a rolling donut." (God that was so poetic, I enjoyed reading it several times xD) |
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General Anubis AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs +++ Leo had gotten pissed in a way he had never been angry before. In a much... much different way. Even the time the kid almost died didn't hold a candle to that. This felt like a dark force burning a hole in every sense of logic he had till the only thing left was hatred for the receiver of his anger. This was a wrath so powerful it made him want to rip the person limb from limb and stuff each one up a different hole. This was honestly terrifying for him, but at the moment, he didn't give a flying fuck if he looked like a rabies infested psychopath. He just felt broiling Fury at the thought of anyone uttering those words anywhere near Glory. Call it possessiveness, he didn't give a rats ass. He just wanted to torture whoever said something like that in a very, very gruesome, painful way. He barely even consciously remembered the snapping of bones or the shrill screech of pain. All he knew was that this bastard had said something about Glory that no one on earth should ever say about ANYONE, and it made him fucking mad. For lack of a better word. As Alex whimpered, curled on the ground limply, pained tears still rolling down his cheeks, Leo felt his unbridled Fury subside just slightly, enough to hear Glory's words. "If you EVER get anywhere NEAR any self respecting person again you will not live to tell the tale." He growled, giving one last parting gift- a delightful kick in the ribs that sent Alex crashing against the wall and again screeching in pain, before turning away. He didn't give a flying fuck what happened now- he just knew that he needed to leave before he was charged with murder. Every word Alex had uttered rang in his mind freshly and sent new bolts of Fury coursing through his veins. "That mutton headed stick up the ass oyster slurping butt kissing son of a bitching jackass." He muttered under his breath as he stalked away, good mood sufficiently ruined, hands stuffed in his pockets so that he didn't accidentally choke someone. Most likely Alex. That's why he was walking away. Self... control. He had fucked self control in the face ten seconds ago, so he wanted to try and make up for it now. |
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