08-23-2011, 01:46 PM | #21 |
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For the most point, Kenneth had been a little downtrodden. Not only did their employer fail to notice the youthful vigor Kenny had, but that Mr.... look down... Fajita had preferred to play with that strange... number 2 or 3?... pencil that he had found on his desk. Who used pencils nowadays anyway? Jumping off the desk, he grabbed the name placard for posterity and looked around. Especially to the scientist.
"Hey, I think I can pull that one off, too!" Kenny said excitedly, not contributing anything to the investigation thus far. He just puffed his cheeks and did his best imitation of a vacuum cleaner near the face of Doc Q. This horrible attempt only landed him a moment of turning white before he stopped to take actual breaths. "So yeah, Tree Star goes missing, no one knows where they are, no one saw what happened to them and what now? Sorry, I haven't really been paying attention. I blame it on the lack of TV. Oh yeah, did I mention that my personal hero, Mr. Satan, helped make the majin race possible in the first place?" Last edited by Red Mage Black; 08-23-2011 at 01:50 PM. |
08-24-2011, 11:57 PM | #22 |
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Mr. Fajita looked down at Dr. Q's strange sniffing device with apprehension, distracted just enough by the thing to not notice Kenneth's swiping of his personal belongings. "It was about an hour since we'd lost track of them at the venue before we got the call. They contacted us by phone, but their instructions were quick and simple: We were to leave... ten million zeni in the lobby of Tongari Tower by midnight and the girls would be returned to us. I didn't have time to respond before they hung up."
He moved toward the door, opening it for them in a manner that less-than-subtly communicated that it was time for them to get a move on. "Doctor, if you believe that machine of yours will be able to track our clients down, there should still be some of their belongings in their dressing room at the West City Music Hall. Our company would be happy to field transportation for all of you if you'd like, though if any of you have a faster means of getting there, you're more than welcome to use it instead."
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08-25-2011, 01:55 AM | #23 |
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"Awesome, we're finally getting somewhere!" Robyn said, feeling full of pep again. "Let's get going, this office is getting pretty stuffy with all the people in it. We can even introduce ourselves to each other while we go."
Robyn felt it was her responsibility to introduce herself first, since she came up with the idea. "I'm Robyn Vanillox. Perhaps you've heard of the Vanillox Family. My parents own and run a zaibatsu, or japanese financial and business conglomerate. I'm on a pilgrimage of adulthood, I guess you can say, to become a powerful and strong-willed woman who can carry the Vanillox on into a promising future. And this is my special bow. I can pick up just about anything, set it up against this bowstring, and turn it into an arrow. That's pretty much my best power." |
08-25-2011, 08:21 AM | #24 |
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The Doc grabbed at the Sniffer growling at it and pulling it away with a pop and stuffing it back in his suitcase, and pulling out an umbrella. Taking care not to open it indoors,
"I am the Incomparable Doctor Q. I am an inventor, genius, and avid weapons dealer of the modern age like my father before me. With the influx of the majin, the namekian, the ki user the progress of weapon development, and at its side all technological development has begun to slow. I have made it my mission to reveal that suitably advanced technology can match all of these beings! Particularly my technology." He kicked open a window and laid the umbrella at a particular angle with care, "I have developed a great deal of offensive and defensive countermeasures as well as some conventional advances such as this dear item, the Parrot Umbrella. It is a multi-purpose machine, it is a parachute, a personal flying machine, and obviously an umbrella that never turns inside out!" He nodded with another big prideful grin like he had when he had first showed off his Sniffer, the faint outline of red still sitting on his face, "I try to be prepared for anything, so don't hesitate to stay out of my way."
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08-25-2011, 08:34 PM | #25 |
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Von Battenburg quietly hoisted his coffin onto his back, ready to get on with the task at hand. He was a patient man-eating abomination, but this meeting had dragged on, even for him. It pained his pride to remain silent while such... eccentricities were displayed, but, for now, he had to maintain a low-profile. The plan depended on it.
Both the red-haired woman and the doctor were introducing themselves like courtiers, reminding von Battenburg of simpler times, before pointy-haired youths went about writing wrongs willy-nilly. Back then, slaying was so much more personal. His sword felt a similar pang for the battlefields where it grew up; men had enough manners to know who it was they slew, at least when it was someone important. The vampire and sword shared a moment of nostalgia as only truly ancient beings could. It was part of how they got along so well. By now, The Incomprehensible Doctor Q had flung open a window and stood, half-in half-out, waving an umbrella about. Perhaps he meant to jump out? Whatever he planned, von Battenburg hoped he would be quick about it. Time was of the essence if his plan was to work. He patted his breast pocket and smiled to himself. He would have Valencia l'Orangerie's signature in his autograph book by dawn!
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08-26-2011, 08:18 PM | #26 |
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Risotto stood outside Mr. Fajita's office with her ear against the wall, occasionally stopping to push her mop around in order to uphold the appearance she actually worked there, instead of just being someone who snuck in so she could eavesdrop on what seemed to be a most interesting meeting. Sure, she couldn't quite hear everything while she was doing this, what she did manage to catch had certainly piqued her interest.
Kidnapped pop stars, ransom demands, a band of unlikely heroes... Risotto had had a feeling that something big was going to go down when she saw Officer McKinley actually leaving the office on an assignment, and she was right! Sure, was probably going to get in trouble when her boss realized she'd snuck out during her shift, she didn't care right now! This was finally her chance to make a real difference! She just had to follow those other guys when they left, and then... OK, Risotto didn't really have an "and then," but she was sure she'd figure it out as things went along. |
08-29-2011, 09:25 PM | #27 |
The Straightest Shota
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"Cendo," the small green child who had, until then been entirely quiet, stated simply in response to Robyn before once more closing its mouth and walking toward the exit and the waiting car with no more care as to the blatherings of his companions.
He didn't really care what any of them had to say, it was straight to business for him. ...It was merely unfortunate he didn't know the way to the music hall and would have to ride rather than fly.
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08-30-2011, 04:05 PM | #28 |
Bitches love the crown
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"Mack, now if you don't mind me, I'm going to hurry along and check out whats going on." Mack said, and strode towards the window, carefully going around the doctor with his umbrella and stepping out of the window. Of course, instead of falling, he engaged a small device embedded in him known as the Hikou, which allowed Mack to just simply float out of the window.
He turned once he was out. "Look guys, introductions are nice, but we are dealing with a kidnapping so we are in a bit of a hurry. I suggest if you are going to continue you do so on your way to our destination." Mack finished, taking off towards the music hall, not at any blazing speed, but he was definitely beating traffic. |
08-30-2011, 09:56 PM | #29 |
Not bad.
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"ALRIGHT!" shouted Mori, jumping to his feet. He ran out of the office and was outside in less than a minute. He then realized he had no idea where he was going.
He saw 'Mack' up in the sky and decided to follow him. He could at least look like he got there first. |
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