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Post by C.C. on Jan 20, 2010 11:58:57 GMT
Royally pissed? *shot* Uh...I suppose xD Or Xanxus could be like: Come back, trash, we're going on a vacation! And then...WTF? xDD [/color]
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Post by Pedo-Pie on Jan 20, 2010 12:03:20 GMT
HAHAHA WTF. I'D TOTALLY PAY TO SEE THAT. But either way XANXUS is involved *looks sidelong at MIA Max*
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Post by C.C. on Jan 20, 2010 12:34:58 GMT
Will you really pay? Mammon is always waiting...*strangled with illusions because I'm not RPing Mammon* Max is sleeping right now, and I'm going to go off too ^^ But I'm sure she will agree to this! Kufufu...KUFUFU...*sliced by trident* [/color]
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Post by Pedo-Pie on Jan 22, 2010 14:44:03 GMT
WHY NO NEWS? XD *shot*
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Post by emayex on Jan 24, 2010 5:33:17 GMT
[OOC: Max to the rescue! And can an admin delete all of the OOC posts ahead please..I don't want to have to scroll back ten pages to see the last IC post ] Xanxus opened his eyes, at the same time bringing a hand up to lift his vegetarian plate. He threw it in the air, in the general direction of Bel, Lussuria, Coltel and Squalo before drawing an X-Gun and shooting the plate. It exploded in a shower of small china fragments. "Scum. Shut up," [/b] Xanxus snarled, pocketing the X-Gun. The Varia boss sat back, crossing his legs and laying his arms on the conveniently placed armrests. Right now, he was feeling like some... "Venison,"[/b] he commanded, staring lazily up at the four other Varia members in the room. "Trash, one of you bring me fresh venison now. I'm feeling like some meat.[/b] An unspoken threat hung in the air as to if he didn't get his meat soon.[/blockquote] [OOC: LOL, CC you'll love this. Xanxus wants his venison! Which is deer! EAT DEER! Really short, but hopefully it'll get this RP active again..] EDIT: Damnit, I knew I forgot someone...sorry Hibird, I'll edit this in the morning when I'm more awake. Until then.... EDIT EDIT: Fixed...but if anyone else pops up that I've forgotten, then I'll be editing again..
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Post by hibird on Jan 24, 2010 11:12:44 GMT
[OOC: Venison? I've never had any before...heard it was tough to chew ><]
Coltel would've head-slammed into a wall, if there was a wall nearby. Instead, she made-do with the porcelain plate she was holding in her hand. Why is it that every time when things are finally under control, that silver mermaid shark always has to barge in and mess it up? And...what is with that lack of common sense? Having an extraordinarily loud voice doesn't equal low common sense, does it? But looking at Squalo, she decided it does.
"Venison?" She repeated, hearing Xanxus' request/order under the loud voices of the other three, while trying to dodge the flying pieces of...breakfast...."Right away, Boss," she quickly said, sliding/running/what ever that is she does towards the kitchen and soon, out of view. Now where do they stock deer meat...
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Post by Pedo-Pie on Jan 25, 2010 11:15:51 GMT
[OOC: YAY CRACKTASTIC FIC IS BACK.]
Lussuria blanched, trying subtly to inch out of the way of the flying food fragments. Running wouldn't do, as it would probably only make him a target. Xanxus was like a tiger that way.
Hearing the order for meat, Lussuria inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. So Daddy isn't ill after all! I was wondering what was with the sudden vegetable fetish craving. Silently, Lussuria briskwalked out the door after Coltel, more to get out of the Boss's line of vision than anything else.
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Post by C.C. on Jan 26, 2010 3:55:27 GMT
[OOC: LOL EAT DEER MAX! xDD I don't even get why that's so funny, but it is!] Bel didn't move as Xanxus shot the plate. Well, at least he wasn't going to pay for that. Mammon was not going to be pleased. He wondered why the boss chose to take his anger out on the plate. Usually it was Squalo, or Squalo. What did that plate ever do? The genius prince decided that the plate had angered Xanxus simply by existing. Or perhaps it was the food.
Yes, it definitely was the food.
At the mention of food, Bel was very hungry. But that could wait until he was a few steps further from death.
"The prince is going too,"
[/color] he said quickly, at the mention of venison. "Good choice, boss,"[/color] Bel added and, grinning, slipped out the door. And mentally breathed a sigh of relief. But the relief was immediately replaced by...slight anxiousness. Did they even have deer meat?[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by emayex on Jan 27, 2010 7:43:48 GMT
[OOC: EAT DEER EAT DEER EAT DEER. And CC I blame you for the use of language and thinking that I should swear more.] With practically everyone leaving him, Squalo was left...all alone with Xanxus. More than a little nervously, he made a few swift steps backwards, reaching for that elusive doorknob. A few, sharp, flying pieces of plate had nearly sliced Squalo's long hair right off. Not that he was blaming Xanxus, or anything...but if anything, his hair was an indicator of his loyalty!
"VOOI!"
[/b] he shouted, with less vigour than usual. "Why did you just send everyone to get you your bloody no pun intended meat?! Leave that to the servants, or whatever!"[/b] Watching Xanxus lift an eyebrow (one out of four, Squalo abruptly turned around and fled, calling for the other Varia to wait for him. "One fuckin' deer coming right up!"Perhaps when he was out of Xanxus's line of sight he would be able to find some food somewhere else. He was currently feeling quite peckish, considering he had ate considerably less than usual before engaging in a fight. Stupid Bel. Stupid Lussuria. Stupid Xanxus. ..Stupid Coltel, too.[/blockquote]
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Post by C.C. on Jan 31, 2010 4:08:20 GMT
[OOC: AH! Now that is more like Squalo! xDD *shot] While Squalo was feeling quite peckish, Bel was starving. He had only ate one potato for breakfast, and that could hardly be counted as something. As soon as he was out of the room, without even bothering to search for the meat, he headed towards his room immediately. Thank his genius brain to think of storing extra snacks in his room.
Opening the door into the quiet and ominously dark room, Bel walked over to a cupboard. The curtains were still drawn, and hardly any light peeked in, seeing as his room was faced away from the sun. Opening the cupboard doors, a pile of chocolate spilled out at his feet. The only reason the stash wasn't hidden was because nobody dared to enter Prince the Ripper's room. The last person who entered was brutally murdered.
Taking out an unopened bar, he ripped the cover off and bit down on the dark chocolate, liking how it melted instantly in his mouth. Mammon would faint to see such expensive chocolate. Bel savoured the flavour and within a few seconds had finished the bar. It would serve as temporary nourishment until they got out of trouble. It was then that he remembered Xanxus, trouble, and the most pressing problem - deer.
Where to get deer meet?
Bel flew down the stairs, hurriedly searching for the other members. He had spent less than a minute up there, so they should be somewhere nearby... Catching a strand of silver hair disappearing around the corner, Bel dashed forward and caught up with a pissed Squalo.
"So, battle commander, where do we keep the deer meat?"
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Post by emayex on Jan 31, 2010 6:15:28 GMT
Squalo glared at the blond haired Varia trotting alongside him. "Shut the hell up!" [/b] he snarled at Bel. He quickened his pace, hoping to get rid of the younger annoyance. "We don't have any god damned deer!"[/b] Squalo gritted his teeth into an ugly sneer at their stupid boss, hands clenching into fists. "At least none that I know of."[/b] He knew what Xanxus's infamous temper could do to the base if they weren't careful. However, he didn't want to starve, either. This was why he was currently trying to get rid of the prince; so he could escape and find something to eat. The shark stopped suddenly, an idea popping into his mind. He turned to Bel. "Go and find Lussuria,"[/b] he commanded, pointing down a hallway. "If anyone knows what kind of meat is stocked here, it will be him."[/b] He didn't mention the fact that he wouldn't be going with Bel - He really didn't want another encounter with the perverted man again. "VOOOOI!"[/b] he snarled when Bel didn't appear to be moving. "I said, go and find Lussuria, damn it!"[/b] A strange sensation crept up Squalo's stomach, and he winced, feeling the beginning of a stomach growl...well, growl. Pressing a hand to the offending noise, Squalo growled in tune with it. "The god damn stupid boss hasn't got anything better to do than order us around like pesky servants,"[/b] he cursed, starting to move down the corridor again.[/blockquote]
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Post by C.C. on Feb 12, 2010 7:16:50 GMT
[OOC: I'm bored, and looking for things to post in (because I'm finally catching up on my late posting, and have a lot of muse to spare)] No deer? Oh dear. (No pun intended) That certainly was bad news for the blond grinning pshyco prince. As Squalo quickened, Bel continued at the same pace, although not allowing Squalo to get out of his sight. As far as he was concerned, this incident was a hundred percent, entirely the swordsman's fault, and he would have to accept full responsibility or die. That was usually the way with the Varia.
Although after accepting full responsibility, they usually died anyway.
When Squalo told him to find Lussuria, Bel's grin merely widened, and he refused to budge, instead following Squalo resolutely around the base. It was only the second time, when the other was practically screaming it for the world to hear, that Bel replied. "The prince doesn't listen to orders,"
[/color] Bel told the other smugly, secretly fingering a knife behind his back. "Not your orders anyway, idiot."[/color] As Squalo increased his pace yet again, Bel decided that it probably was for the best to find Lussuria. Although he wasn't very concerned with being killed, (after all, who would replace the brilliant, smart, awesome, princely, hot Storm Guardian?) he was concerned about Flames of Wrath bullets raining down on his head. Not something anyone would want to find themselves in the position of. Having decided that, Bel dashed forward and away from Squalo, seeking to find the irritating okama. Around the corner, down the corridor, around the other corner: the prince could navigate the corridors with his eyes closed, because he was a genius prince. He often did and it helped that nobody noticed because of his fringe. He suspected that Lussuria would put it into his latest (non-existent) gossip magazine. Finally catching the sound of footsteps, Bel sped up once more, before catching sight of Lussuria. "Oi!"[/color] he called, almost running down the hallway, "Lussuria! Where do we stock venison?"[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Pedo-Pie on Feb 12, 2010 10:33:38 GMT
Oh shit.
Ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit.
Shit.
Lussuria stood, mortified, at the door of the Vaira's extensive pantry.
What many people didn't know about the pantry, Lussuria had realised long ago, was that it was fucken HUGE. And when Lussuria said "huge", he meant it.
The other ignorant Varia members walked around the castle every day, thinking it was all big and fancy, without even realising that the parts they resided in weren't that special. In actual fact, the real magic, the part below the castle was all the Pantry. And unlike the building, Lussuria had discovered one fine day, being built underground, the Pantry had no limits as to its size.
Yes, the Pantry was such an exstensive and integral part of the Varia castle that it had earned itself capitalizations.
Actually, the servants whispered to themselves in dark corners, the Pantry earned its title not because of its size, but its mysterious aura. The Pantry was a dangerous place that no one dared enter for fear of never returning. The Pantry was so incredibly huge that a few hundred servants had to be dispatched every year as a search party to search for the search party to search for the rescue team who was sent to rescue the exploration group that set out to tame the Pantry about a hundred years ago.
Lussuria was brave man. Thus, for the past decade, he had been the only man courageous enough to brave the recesses of the Pantry alone, although even he had his suspicions that the Pantry defied the laws of physics. Nonetheless, Lussuria took pride in the fact that he knew most of the Pantry's secrets, from the many secret passages leading as shortcuts to the rest of the castle, to the small and mysterious tribe of smurfs that seemed to reside directly below Xanxus's bedroom. As an assassin, he knew it was dangerous to venture into the Pantry without information to go on, which is why he took the trouble to memorize every twist and turn thus far.
But he couldn't find the fucken venison.
[HAHAHAHAHA THE OTHER RP-ERS ARE GONNA KILL ME FER THIS CRAP.]
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Post by hibird on Feb 17, 2010 3:33:36 GMT
[OOC: Ahahaha...the Pantry sounds more dangerous than the rest of the whole Mansion..xD]
Even though she's been on many missions to various dangerous places, Coltel couldn't help gaping at how...huge...the pantry is. No, huge is an understatement. It's got to be as large as the mansion itself, if not larger...if that's possible. Okaay...how are we supposed to find Venison in this place...
"Any ideas on how to find the stupid deer, Squalo?" She asked, after staring at the Pantry for a long time. "Sharks have sharp senses, don't they? Won't you be able to sniff out the bloody meat?"[/color].
Coltel opened one of the cabinet doors, wondering what was stored in it...only to find towers after towers of canned goods. ...wrong cabinet... The next one consisted of endless supplies of potatos, and the next of tons of...chicken legs.... It's going to take a loooong time...
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Post by C.C. on Feb 23, 2010 22:39:12 GMT
[OOC: LOL Piezen-sama, the Pantry! xD] One thing everyone must have established by now is that Bel is a prince. And obviously, princes do not cook. Princes do not have a need to cook or clean or scrub or do any of the commoner work meant for servants. As such, he had never braved the Pantry.
And of course, he found himself lost after stumbling into it for the first time.
But prince Bel would never admit he was lost. No, all he did was meaninglessly turn corner after corner, secretly hoping to catch a moving shadow of anyone instead of wandering around. Many times, he thought that he saw something move and giggled. "Shishishi!"
[/color] His slightly maniacal voice echoed in the huge deserted pantry, making it sound all the more sinister. The thought of finding meat had completely escaped his mind by now. Bel would be pleased just to wander here forever, slowly losing any sanity he had left (assuming he had any to begin with in the first place). Each step echoed loudly on the tiles and any noise made was intensified tenfold. Every scrape of fabric or shift of movement could be well heard a mile away. Grinning to himself in the dark, Belphegor moved on again.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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