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overjoylogs2012-08-14 10:16 am
ushishishi) wrote in overjoylogs2012-08-14 10:16 am
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DON'T GO CHASING WATERFALLS
Characters: Belphegor and open!
Date: August 14th
Rating/Warnings: Inevitable violence and angry wet dudes. or chicks. mostly just angry.
Summary: Bel decides tripping you into the fountain for mission points is the best, absolutely non backfire-able way to go.
Fortunately for his abused roommates, Bel decided to spend the day out of his room. Unfortunately for the rest of the city, he was out on a mission he was absolutely determined to win.
It wasn't the most profitable mission, but video games weren't his forte and neither was...whatever that baseball game like was. Neither of those didn't seem like they caused enough of that hilarious misery in others anyway.
Of course, he couldn't make himself obvious. He wasn't going to stand around the fountain and just wait for people to pass by. Instead, he resorted to sitting on a nearby park bench wearing a hooded jacket, a book in hand and all of his knives completely concealed. It was a bit difficult, but he even managed to keep that warning siren of his eternal giggles down to a quiet whisper. From the outside, he looked completely disinterested in the area around him. Still, years of experience of seeing the world from under a mop of hair meant he had experience with watching others while remaining unnoticed.
It may not involve having some portion of your skin being torn apart, but Belphegor still had an unpleasant surprise for those within kicking range of the fountain.
Date: August 14th
Rating/Warnings: Inevitable violence and angry wet dudes. or chicks. mostly just angry.
Summary: Bel decides tripping you into the fountain for mission points is the best, absolutely non backfire-able way to go.
Fortunately for his abused roommates, Bel decided to spend the day out of his room. Unfortunately for the rest of the city, he was out on a mission he was absolutely determined to win.
It wasn't the most profitable mission, but video games weren't his forte and neither was...whatever that baseball game like was. Neither of those didn't seem like they caused enough of that hilarious misery in others anyway.
Of course, he couldn't make himself obvious. He wasn't going to stand around the fountain and just wait for people to pass by. Instead, he resorted to sitting on a nearby park bench wearing a hooded jacket, a book in hand and all of his knives completely concealed. It was a bit difficult, but he even managed to keep that warning siren of his eternal giggles down to a quiet whisper. From the outside, he looked completely disinterested in the area around him. Still, years of experience of seeing the world from under a mop of hair meant he had experience with watching others while remaining unnoticed.
It may not involve having some portion of your skin being torn apart, but Belphegor still had an unpleasant surprise for those within kicking range of the fountain.
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Wet, dripping, and still looking a bit pissy, Bel leaned over the fountain mockingly as Kida fell ungracefully into the fountain. Eventually, as he made sure Kida was just as soaked as he was, Bel gave a smile that was just damn well pleased with himself.
"Careful, careful. You'll catch a cold."
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Masaomi thought it, but he didn't say it. Instead, an arm shot forward to grab a handful of hair with the full intention of pulling its owner headfirst into the fountain with him.
+10 for I'm wet again and NOT THE HAIR >|
Which, of course, pulled the prince toppling right on to Kida with a splash.
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laaaaaate [cryingcat]
Bel let Kida grab his shoulders, let him wrestle him under and made it look like, for once, he had the prince pinned.
Of course, he shattered that illusion when Bel smiled wide and in a flash moved his knee to smash against Kida's groin.
That's okay. You get +10 points from it anyway.
Forced to come up for air, Masaomi pulled back. He could still feel it. That asshole! Well, fine! If nothing was sacred, he'd just aim his boot at the same target.
Guillotine kick!