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Post by Leedzie on Jul 18, 2009 10:59:26 GMT -5
"You don't want to," Julie replied, though slightly muffled from wiping her face. Once satisfied with her relative cleanliness, the mechanic propped her feet up on the table. With her shoes still on. Uh. "Well, Grave, I suppose I can forgive you. Although I am reserving the right to spit something in your face at the time I deem appropriate." A devious grin spread across her face. "Hope you don't mind~"
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Post by Xenomina on Jul 19, 2009 19:04:24 GMT -5
A look of horror spread across the bat's face for only a moment as Grave was trying to process weather or not Julie was actually teasing or being serious. For the love of Hamlet, let her forget!"Um...yeah, I guess that sounds fair." The bat stammered as he finished wiping the table off. He then went back to his drink and took a few sips, his face scrunching just a little with every sip. "Eugh, this works so much better in soup..."
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Post by The Huggernaut on Aug 10, 2009 18:08:44 GMT -5
Crash just shrugged, and sat on the couch, putting his arms behind his head as he chuckled softly. "Better start watching your back, Grave. She's bound to pick the worst possible time to act on that threat."
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Post by Leedzie on Aug 10, 2009 18:10:41 GMT -5
"Crash would know, too," the pangolin leered. "I've done it to him lots of times~"
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Post by Xenomina on Aug 10, 2009 18:19:11 GMT -5
"I'm sure you have..." Grave mumbled as he joined Crash on the couch. "What else is on? I heard there was a monster movie marathon on tonight. 'Attack of the Alien Zombies'; oldie but instant classic."
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Post by The Huggernaut on Aug 10, 2009 21:56:29 GMT -5
The devil blinked, his expression going through thinking, then a small frown as he shook his head. "No thanks... Not really a fan of most monster movies." Not anymore, at least. Taking a look at the TV guide, he mulled over the offerings, until he smirked a little. "Here we go. 'Revenge of the Butcher, followed by Revenge of the Butcher II: Slaughterhouse." Crash chuckled, changing the channel to the appropriate one. "PERFECT for mealtimes. Nothing like senseless gore to make ya hungry."
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Post by Leedzie on Aug 10, 2009 22:01:58 GMT -5
All of a sudden, the remote disappeared from the devil's hands, and Julie flipped through the channels once more. "I'm not watching a slasher movie."
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Post by Xenomina on Aug 11, 2009 15:13:06 GMT -5
Grave frowned, looking back at Julie and gauging whether or not it would be worth trying to get the remote back. "Well I'm NOT going to watch some chick flick." Grave shot Crash a desperate look- Grave got away most of his life without having to see a dregrading romantic comedy, and he's be damned if he'd see one now.
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Post by The Huggernaut on Aug 11, 2009 23:23:30 GMT -5
The look Crash returned was something along the lines of "Did you just suggest Julie would watch a chick flick?" (it was a very expressive look), before he looked up at Julie. "Ok, whaddya suggest we watch, then?"
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Post by Leedzie on Aug 11, 2009 23:35:01 GMT -5
The lone female in the room gave Grave a similar look of puzzlement. "Dude, I'd figure if ANYONE wanted to watch a chick flick here, it'd be you. You're the most feminine of all three of us." Flopping down on the final unoccupied section of the couch, the pangolin's face lit back up with interest as the TV came to a rest on... (1 = Discovery Channel, 2 = Food Network, 3 = Reality Channel, 4 = MTV, 5 = G4, 6 = Family Channel) [dice=6] ...the Discovery Channel. "Hey, let's watch this!! This is where they dump a dude out in the boonies and he has to survive with like a toothpick and some duct tape!"[rand=06529686027546155540675430721304685958409605491318693958428420168]
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Post by Xenomina on Aug 11, 2009 23:42:12 GMT -5
Grave continued to frown for a moment. "There is nothing feminine about Shakespeare, just read Julius Caesar." The bat turned to the tv. "Beware the Ides of March, Julie."
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Post by Leedzie on Aug 23, 2009 22:44:41 GMT -5
"No, but there's something extremely feminine about mascara."
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Post by Xenomina on Aug 24, 2009 0:49:18 GMT -5
Grave frowned for a moment in thought, before responding. "Touche, but don't even male actors wear makeup?"
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Post by The Huggernaut on Sept 6, 2009 0:38:30 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know." The devil chimed in, even if he wasn't quite part of the conversation. In the meantime, he'd picked up the remote, and was mere seconds away from changing the channel...
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Post by Leedzie on Sept 18, 2009 1:41:22 GMT -5
DENIED.Snatching the magical device right back, the unfeminine female snipped, "Ohhhh no ya don't, not when he's right about to eat the bugs!" Give her a break, she's a pangolin.
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Post by The Huggernaut on Sept 18, 2009 2:04:32 GMT -5
For a long, quiet moment, Crash just sort of... stared at his empty hand, then at the remote in Julie's hand. You're not gonna take that, are you? It's YOUR TV.After a moment, his ears flicked back... and he POUNCES, lunging for the remote!
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Post by Leedzie on Nov 11, 2009 2:03:57 GMT -5
For one that's usually an aggression radar, Julie was actually completely surprised by Crash's advance. There were bugs involved, requiring her utmost attention. "GAHHCRASHGETOFFME!!" Grave would probably have a similar reaction, since the tackle landed them both directly in his lap.
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Post by Xenomina on Nov 11, 2009 2:30:38 GMT -5
Grave yelped, just as surprised as Julie. "BOTH of you get off my lap! You're heavy!" He then attempted to push them both off his lap, and subsequently, the couch, in a desperate attempt to keep blood flowing through his legs.
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Post by The Huggernaut on Nov 11, 2009 2:48:55 GMT -5
Grave DID succeed in pushing Crash off... which resulted in him and Julie crashing into the coffee table, sliding it across the floor as the devil kept trying to snag the remote back.
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Post by Leedzie on Nov 11, 2009 2:56:02 GMT -5
Which was barely of consequence to the pangolin, whose hard scales protected her from the fall. In fact, she proceeded to put those scales to even better use and promptly curled into a ball with the remote tucked against her belly. " TRY AND GET IT NOW, $#%@er~" came the muffled taunt a moment later.
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Post by The Huggernaut on Nov 11, 2009 3:07:09 GMT -5
For a moment, Crash seemed stumped, getting up, and circling the defensively curled pangolin, before he smirked, and picked her up, tucking her under an arm in such as way as to keep Julie from uncurling. This task completed, he then carried her into the kitchen, which was followed by the sound of pots and pans being placed, non-too-carefully, on the counter. After a minute or two, and some muffled cursing from Crash, there was the sound of a cupboard closing, and the devil came out of the kitchen alone, before changing the channel on the TV itself. Crash one, Julie, zero.
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Post by Xenomina on Nov 11, 2009 3:15:13 GMT -5
Grave sat there a moment, baffled... "Did you just do what I think you did...?" Grave then proceeded to laugh, surprised by the clever prank.
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Post by Leedzie on Nov 11, 2009 3:18:30 GMT -5
The female among them, however, was not quite so amused. Despite her freakish strength, being so tightly compressed restrained her from using it in any productive way. Finding herself essentially trapped, but unwilling to admit to such, Julie growled and struggled to uncurl enough to open the cupboard door. In her frustration, dozens of rocks and pebbles of varying sizes began to appear and litter the kitchen floor. It was also right around then that the timer on the oven beeped.
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Post by The Huggernaut on Nov 11, 2009 3:21:23 GMT -5
Of course, Crash's ears immediately perked, and he looked towards the kitchen, before getting up to go get the pizza out of the oven. As he did though, he spoke... rather loudly. "WELL GRAVE, IT SEEMS LIKE IT'S JUST US. AND THE PIZZA'S DONE, SO... I GUESS WE BOTH GET HALF." He, of course, was fighting the urge to snicker, as he got the pizza out of the oven, and began a search for a pizza cutter.
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Post by Xenomina on Nov 11, 2009 3:28:21 GMT -5
Grave followed Crash into the kitchen, noticing the small pebbles on the floor....odd. Grave waved it off however, thinking they probably got tracked in from outside. Instead, Grave made an attempt to join Crash in the prank. "IT LOOKS GREAT, SUCH A DELICIOUS PIZZA SHOULD BE SHARED. OH WELL." He snickered as he got plates to serve the pizza on, taking from a cupboard near where Julie was.
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Post by Leedzie on Nov 11, 2009 3:34:33 GMT -5
A very, very muffled (and subsequently indistinct) reply managed to break through, along with a much stronger rain of stone. Much more of this and the kitchen would start to look more like a quarry.
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Post by Xenomina on Nov 11, 2009 3:45:13 GMT -5
Grave become even more confused as it began to rain small rocks in the kitchen, and what was playful teasing soon became a desperate attempt to protect the plate and keep himself from being hit. "What in the name of Chaos is going on!!!" Grave dived under the table to protect himself, freaking out. "Is this some kind of prank, Crash!?!?"
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Post by The Huggernaut on Nov 11, 2009 3:51:15 GMT -5
"What're ya talking abou-HOLY!" THUD-clatterThat, folks, would be the sound of a Tasmanian Devil turning on a floor suddenly covered with small, mostly round rocks. That he'd just stepped on, soon finding himself flipping backwards, to land on his back. Crash one, Julie one. "Ow." The devil mumbled, before he got up, shrugging off the stones falling on him, as he opened the cupboard Julie had been placed in, setting her on the floor. "I knew I forgot something. My roommate."
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Post by Leedzie on Nov 11, 2009 3:54:09 GMT -5
And the instant her mobility returned... *BAMF*Crash one, Julie two.
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Post by Xenomina on Nov 26, 2009 23:51:51 GMT -5
Despite the amusement, however, Grave was perfectly happy to stay under the table. At least there he was safe from being pummeled by stones that come out of nowhere...and safe from a certain pink pagolin, at least until she crawled under after him. "What the hell was that? Are you guys trying to pull some prank on me?"
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