"Forget about it, Bloss. It was probably some villain coming in afterwards to get an easy pickup." He sat on the otherside of the bench. "Jules, anything you can tell me about where you work? It's hard to trust anyone, given my current situation."
"I'm high level FBI, RowdyRuff," Jules explained. "Although, my team's mostly counterterrorist. We dabble a bit in homeland security, yeah, but you don't have to worry. I'm not here for you. If I was, you'd be on your face and cuffed already."
And so, after a good chunk of time had passed and no alternative reached, Arken and Buttercup began to clean up. Arken could've removed most of the mess with wave of his hand, but since he wanted to spend as much time as possible with Buttercup (Because, as his inner self put it, he's maaadly in love), He decided to refrain from using his magical powers.
The cleaning ended up taking quite a few hours. Once they were done, he sat back in his chair. He wasn't really tired. Tiredness wasn't something he experienced very often lately. However, now that the cleaning was over with, he wasn't sure what to do. He figured that Buttercup would return to her place, which wasn't something he was too happy about. He wasn't exactly the ladies' man anymore, so he wasn't sure how to spend time with her effectively. Cleaning wasn't really his idea of the perfect date.
He glanced over at the object of his thought. She was probably tired, though you can never be sure when dealing with girls with strange powers.
"Well, that's over and done with." He said to nobody in particular. "What now? It seems kinda late."
And so, after a good chunk of time had passed and no alternative reached, Arken and Buttercup began to clean up. Arken could've removed most of the mess with wave of his hand, but since he wanted to spend as much time as possible with Buttercup (Because, as his inner self put it, he's maaadly in love), He decided to refrain from using his magical powers.
The cleaning ended up taking quite a few hours. Once they were done, he sat back in his chair. He wasn't really tired. Tiredness wasn't something he experienced very often lately. However, now that the cleaning was over with, he wasn't sure what to do. He figured that Buttercup would return to her place, which wasn't something he was too happy about. He wasn't exactly the ladies' man anymore, so he wasn't sure how to spend time with her effectively. Cleaning wasn't really his idea of the perfect date.
He glanced over at the object of his thought. She was probably tired, though you can never be sure when dealing with girls with strange powers.
"Well, that's over and done with." He said to nobody in particular. "What now? It seems kinda late."
Sitting on the finally clean floor, Buttercup glanced up at Arken.
"Well, I don't really know... I've got classes tomorrow, I should go and get my spanish homework done, I'm sure." she sighed, unsure of how to go about leaving.. or staying...
"Uhm.. well..." she got up, antsy from sitting still, and stared to pace without realizing.
"Maybe... I should go check on Brat..?" she ended up with a question instead of a statement, still slightly confused.
BC shrugged, trying to shake off the confusion as she headed for the door.
"Glad you're okay, you had us worried for a while there... But Brat didn't take to well to being kicked out, I guess.... She's strong.. Anyway...uhm.. Seeya 'round, I.. guess."
Post by tomaszavenger on Feb 23, 2009 13:10:43 GMT -5
Berserk
"We can figure it out though..." Berserk said rather optimistically. "All we need is a place you would know the way from... I'll fly you there... or we take a cab." Berserk said, giving Rini a choice. She heard a bird come and sit on the window-sill, singing a little, and not caring that some of the same species had become corpses alongside it.
Berserk took a finger and shot a ball of energy at the bird, eviscerating and silencing the bird.
"Well Gir it appears that it is time for us to leave and meet up with our friends." Zim said strapping his backpack and Gir got into his dog outfit.
"Yay! Buddies!!" Gir said as he got into his suit and went running for the door.
Zim and Gir headed to the park and reached the location where Blossom and the others were waiting.
"Well it appears that you have introduced another friend of yours. Agent Jules it is nice to finally meet you." Zim said with a smile ready to activate his device in case Brick went insane and tried to strangle him again since he had disabled Gir's most destructive features so he would not technically be armed because of Gir.
I'm not a nazi!... I'm a hamster with food in my cheeks!
Arken sighed. He knew this would happen. He didn't want her to leave, but he didn't know what to do about it.
Damn...What do I do now? he thought. I should be able to make her stay. This isn't my first relationship, for the Wind Lord's sake!
'My word...You really are desperate, aren't you?' the voice of the inner Arken called out.
So it seems.
'Gah...I need your mind on the objective, man! Look, how about we make a deal? You agree to spend more time on separating the both of us, and I'll help you get the girl now. Sound reasonable?'
Arken was completely surprised by this proposal. He had never imagined that his inner self would ever help him in a matter such as this. However, he wasn't the kind of person to complain.
Fine, you have yourself a deal. Arken said.
'Fantastic! Now, just follow my lead, got it?'
Uh...Sure. But what exactly are you plan-
His other half didn't wait for him to finish his question. He quickly transformed, rushing over to Buttercup before she could leave, and grabbed her shoulder.
"Woah, woah, woah. Don't leave yet.... We still have a whole night ahead of us." The other Arken said, smiling. Then, without waiting for an answer, he spun her to him and kissed her, backing her up against the wall by the door, positive that this would change her mind.
"Agent Cassidy," Jules corrected, a relaxed smile on his face. "I'm not sure we know each other well enough to be on first name basis, yet, though that leaves me at a loss as to what I should call you, Invader."
Blossom tensed. Something about Zim was off, like he had something up his sleeve, and she found herself abently fingering the pendant Katz gave her. "What's the deal with Project Eden?" she asked. "And how did you get my cell phone number? I thought only a select few knew that number."
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Feb 24, 2009 13:04:20 GMT -5
(500th post! And with tFab, no less. =) )
-tFabikcalcer-
tFab yawned and lazily rolled over in the plant before falling out and hitting the hardwood floor with a thud. He then opened a yellowish-green eye and sighed.
“What a way to wake up…”
The cat demon raised his head and glanced around him. Silence. Nothing except his steady breathing and the faint beating of his heart.
“Nothing like a little catnap to pass the time and rest up after a long day. I wonder what that Bubbles imposter is up to…?”
tFab stretched and tried to change into his human form, but found that he couldn’t.
“What the…? I wasn’t asleep that long, was I?” He shrugged and then walked to the elevator. “Eh, I might as well get some food…but, this place is not a hotel and therefore doesn’t have a continental breakfast. Great…I’ll have to resort to getting food from ‘Bubbles’ again. >< Whoever she is, she sure has quite an arm to throw a jar of peanut butter and a box of chocolates like that… Maybe she still left them on the floor and I can just sneak in and grab a few chocolates without her even noticing.”
tFab crept down the hallway towards “Bubbles’” room and noticed that her door was still open.
“Huh, I guess she’s not too worried that I would just sneak in. Either that, or she must have been more tired than I thought.”
He then crept into her room and helped himself to the box of chocolates that were still on the floor. The sun was starting to set and the sunlight that was still able to reach the room cast eerie-looking shadows on the ceiling and walls. tFab picked up a piece of chocolate in his mouth and was about to melt it when he suddenly sneezed, sending the confectionery flying over to where “Bubbles” was sleeping on the bed.
“Aw, great… >< If she wakes up and sees that, then she might come after me for being in her room.”
Luckily, the sneeze didn’t wake her up, but tFab didn’t want to wake her up either, so he carefully jumped on the mattress and made his way to the chocolate next to the sleeping figure of “Bubbles”.
Last Edit: Feb 24, 2009 13:05:41 GMT -5 by TheTimeSweeper
Post by tomaszavenger on Feb 24, 2009 16:27:26 GMT -5
"Oh... a cab... yeah, we could take one..." Berserk said, although she knew she had very bad recollections of her previous cab trips. Most of the time she was undercover, but many disturbing things happened on every visit.
"I think we could find it on a route-map if a cab journey is not possible or convenient." Berserk added, hoping she would not have to take the cab.
"Well my apologizes Agent Cassidy. You could call me Zim, or you could all me by the name that I have given to the FBI to call me, Zingleton." Zim said with a slight bow
"As to your questions Blossom, your cell number is easy to get when you were trained by the very best in Hacking from both CIA and the FBI. As for Project Eden you know it was a program the FBI created and it was shut down. As for your next question about Black Eden, that is another Project that was continued without authorization from the government by one of the former scientists. It also has become a huge group of people who are plotting to take over the world. That is all I have been able to get right now." Zim said
I'm not a nazi!... I'm a hamster with food in my cheeks!
"It really doesn't matter to me what we do......."
And that was the truth, she didn't really care what the heck they did, just as long as they did SOMETHING.
"It's your call....you're the boss! ^^"
~
Brat
Brat had been tossing and turning all night, her tear stained face finally dried up. In all the hassle, she had let go of the vice grip on her pillow. She murmured a bit in her sleep when tFab jumped on the bed, sighing softly.
Scrunching up her face, her arms reached out and closed around tFab's stomach. Smiling, she snuggled into him a bit, and fell back into a comforting sleep.
Brat tightened her grip slightly, getting a bit uncomfortable in her sleep. After a few moments, her grip started to loosen just a little bit. Absently, Brat started petting tFab in her sleep, muttering a few things. It seemed she was having a bad dream, because every now and then her grip would tighten again for a moment.
Abruptly, she released tFab altogether and wrapped her arms around herself, whimpering slightly. A small tear ran down her face and she started mumbling in her sleep again.
"...don't leave......alone....."
She let out a shaky breath, and then unwrapped her arms again to pull her forgotten pillow closer.
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Feb 25, 2009 11:52:03 GMT -5
-tFabikcalcer-
tFab was glad that Brat had let him go; her grip was like a vise. Plus, her petting him like that was kind of awkward. He cooled himself down, grabbed the piece of chocolate in his mouth, and was about to jump down to the floor when Brat started mumbling in her sleep again. The three words she uttered caught him off guard and he ended up tumbling off of the bed in surprise. He then lifted his head up off the floor and stared back at her.
“Was she talking to me?” he whispered. “Does she know I’m here…? Nah, she’s probably referring to someone else. Besides, after the way she treated me earlier, I doubt that she would give two shits about me. I got what I came for anyway.”
tFab got up and carried the piece of chocolate from the bed over to the box on the floor before grabbing two more pieces in his teeth. He then made his way to the door and gave Brat a final glance over his shoulder. She hadn’t moved from her position on the bed other than to pull her pillow closer to herself. She looked chilly and tFab spied a blanket at the foot of the mattress. He stared at the blanket, back at the open door, and back at the blanket again before letting out a sigh.
“Ah ust know ah’m o-ing oo egret his…”
He dropped the chocolate on the floor before going back to the bed and hopping up on it. Once he was on top of the mattress, he pulled the blanket backwards with his front claws over Brat’s sleeping form before jumping down to the floor and walking back to the chocolate. He then picked up the confectionery with his teeth and walked out the door back to his plant by the elevator.
Post by tomaszavenger on Feb 26, 2009 15:45:45 GMT -5
I'm the boss huh? That's kinda new... guess I have to become used to it...
"Let's go by cab... I know you don't like flying!" Berserk said.
I'm getting too kind... I should stop... but it's not been so bad yet. I'm just good at pretending, I'm evil... yep... after this I'll probably go and rob a hot-dog stand.
Berserk opened the door to the room and took her stuff.
Great, forced to be the follower once again. And I was finally getting to be my own boss. Ah well, at least if I inflate her 'leader ego' she won't suspect me as much. Not that she would, I AM damn good at acting.
At least, that was what she told herself. Truth was, she had found a sort of comfort zone with Berserk.
Still, I'll have to kill her later. Its my mission...and HIM knows what's best.
"I know that's a lie, Zim! Regardless of how badly the others treated you, you were always with them when I saw them. " Brick took a step forward, gritting his teeth," and I would strongly advise against keeping secrets from us."
Blossom laid a restraining hand on Brick's arm. "Were you always with them, Zim?" she asked the alien. "If you were, then the whole not-knowing-much gig starts to fray at the seams. And you said it's a world domination plot? Then you need to tell us everything. Now."
Post by tomaszavenger on Mar 3, 2009 16:11:53 GMT -5
Berserk
Berserk called one of the yellow taxis (OOC: I think that's the color of American taxis...) and sat down, telling the driver to go to where-ever Rini desired. She waited till Rini closed the door behind her before beginning to speak.
"You know, you have quite nice hair. My hair is so annoying, because it is so difficult to CONTROL. I mean, no matter what I use (if I can be asked that is), it never works! That's why I have these stranges bows. That, and the fact that they're... oh never mind!" Berserk said.
Damn it, I nearely told her they were Bowerangs. Better be careful when I speak...
Rini listened with interest, nodding her head a few times bubbly. Bubbles was a bit bored, but it was interesting to hear about the real reasons for Berserk's crazy attire.
Hmmm.....Blossom's hair got the same way one time......her hair was usually so perfect. But I remember one time, a little before the monkey incident, when her hair got to be a mess as well. I wonder if I still remember that shampoo? Like I'd tell her anyways.....
Humming a bit, Bubbles merely nodded. The cab was a little cozy, but she knew she couldn't get too comfortable. Still, the Pizzeria must've been a bit further away than she had anticipated. Soon, there was just awkward silence.
"Heh. Like I'd forgive you for feelin me up?!" She growled annoyed at Butch for his sudden advance. She looked away a sad look on her features as she sighed lightly. "You know.. I thought you would be different from most guys..." She turned towards Butch, and glared. "I guess I was WRONG." She backed away from him before she settled on the bed, arms crossed and anger rolling off of her in waves.
Last Edit: Mar 6, 2009 17:47:42 GMT -5 by WhiteSong
Post by tomaszavenger on Mar 6, 2009 17:51:31 GMT -5
Butch
"PLEASE BRUTE!" Butch pleaded, kneeling down and grabbing her leg. "I made a mistake... don't leave me... you're just unlike any other girl I've ever met. You're beautiful, you're tough, and I really like your attire. I like your jewellry, your hair, but most importantly your wonderful eyes make me melt."
Butch stared right into them, lost in dreams about those eyes.
Brute got up and hovered towards Butch jabbing a finger into his chest, pissed off. "That's just it Butch!" She looked angry but sad too. "You like me for my LOOKS! Not for WHO I AM!" She growled upset as she felt tears pricking her eyes, as she backed away. "Most guys wanna hang with me as a "easy way in", in the end- they got a mouth full of concrete!" She explained angry as she put her hand in a fist. "No one see's me as ME! Just as the evil, brutish, deranged Powerpunk girl and sister!" She cried tears welling up. "But I don't want that..." She whispered enough for Butch to hear her.
Last Edit: Mar 6, 2009 17:58:27 GMT -5 by WhiteSong
Post by tomaszavenger on Mar 6, 2009 18:02:28 GMT -5
Butch
"You're not just that though Brute! I like you AND your looks! I mean, I don't care if you're a Powerpunk or a civilian or whatever. Point is, you've swept me away, and I love YOU!" Butch said, standing up and embracing the tearing Brute.
"I don't want to see you hurt..." he added with a lot of sympathy. He did feel like a jerk for making comments solely on her looks.
Brute blinked away her tears as she tried to calm herself, to understand what was going on as Butch embraced her... No.. She couldn't do this damn it! It went against everything she was! She tried to pull away but failed miserably as she felt a hot burning sensation rise in her chest. ..no.... "NO!" She cried as she pushed Butch away with a strong punch. "I can't except it! I can't except that someone LOVES me!" She cried as tears of anger fell down her face. She was becoming too soft... no he- Butch was just a weakness... no more.... no more!
"I do play a decent role of deciet don't I Brick? Anyway it started as a project to make assassins for the Government.. but some big wigs decided that it wasn't ethical so we scrapped it. However some scientists took what they had, at least when it came to the actual weapons and started to see if they could make actual robots or clones. Now weather or not Brick here believes me is up to him." Zim said taking a break to look at Gir following a butterfly...as usual.
"True I was with them, for a majority of the time. But then again.. I was one of the orginal test subjects to be used, so the government deciding that killing me would not be worth it.. that and they could never actual catch me long enough to do much, they agreed to use me as an undercover agent. Agent Cassidy here could find such a file with the clearance that he has. File number Alfa 00019837 in case you actually want to run confirmation on this." Zim mentions off hand.
I'm not a nazi!... I'm a hamster with food in my cheeks!
Blossom looked Zim over. They couldn't know whether the alien was telling the truth until Jules could get to an FBI office to verify the story. And what mayhem could Zim cause in the few hours they'd need? If Black Eden was a corrupted project now aiming towards world domination, and if Zim was one of these living weapons, could the FBI afford to let him go? "Black Eden or BlackBriar...?" Blossom muttered to herself frustratedly.
"Why don't you stick with us for a bit," Jules said to Zim. He had a way of making orders sound like requests, but Blossom could hear in his voice that he wouldn't take no for an answer.
Post by tomaszavenger on Mar 7, 2009 5:17:01 GMT -5
Butch
"So... that's it Brute? You're afraid that I will ruin you? You're afraid your reputation will be completely annihilated if somebody loves you? That's not it Brute, even if that is the case, you'll still be the same person everybody fears immensly. I'm sure you'll be able to instill an aura of fear even with somebody loving you. Brute, I'm not going to hurt you, I'm not going to undermine you either. You think that I have no reputation to uphold? I do have a reputation, but it doesn't mean that I can never tell the one girl I truly love how I feel about her..." Butch said. A frown appeared on his face, and he turned his head away from her, and began to face the door.
"Well... goodbye Brute." Butch said softly, not even looking at her, slowly walking away, clasping the door handle with much strength so much that when he opened it the door ripped from its hinges. Butch proceeded to walk down the corridor, making sure he didn't look back to see if Brute was going to chase after him, which would give his sadness away.
Oh well... I guess that's how things work. You use someone at first, you then begin to like that person, and then karma gets back at you... life's a bitch I guess.
Berserk
Within the cab, only the soft muttering of the cab driver and the engine could be heard. Berserk had nothing to say to Rini, although she anticipated the arrival at the pizzeria. The cab driver eventually got there after a long quarter of an hour. The cab asked for his cash, and Berserk pointed at Rini, saying she had no money. The cab driver said they could pay by credit card.
"Sorry if I'm being a burden on you Rini. I promise I'll pay you back!" Berserk said.
Guess I'll have to rob an ATM (Automatic Teller Machine) soon...
Last Edit: Mar 7, 2009 5:20:45 GMT -5 by tomaszavenger