Jayson Exccks
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Cosplay Maniac
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Post by Jayson Exccks on Nov 19, 2012 0:34:32 GMT -5
Jayson approaches the Moogle and says, "OK, Mog. Can I call you Mog?"
"My name is of no concern to you, kupo."
"Ah whatever. I'm still gonna call you Mog. Anyways, what do you have for that little guy over there?" Jayson gestures at the sleeping kitty next to Necro.
The Moogle makes a sign to wait and brings out a box full of balls of yarn.
"One million a ball, kupo."
Jayson frowns and says, "One million munny for a ball of yarn?! But my wallet only holds up to nine hundred ninety nine thousand nine hundred ninety nine!"
"Take it or leave it, kupo."
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Merondi
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Mantis Shrimp
Being a colorful rainbow of color... and bloodying the costume
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Post by Merondi on Nov 19, 2012 14:14:20 GMT -5
"One million?! Post-apocalypse inflation is terrible..."
Merondi picks up her wallet. "Eh, I'd feel bad making you empty your wallet alone for our mutual pet."
"I have four hundred thousand and one munny left, so if we split, it should be enough."
Merondi does a staring game with Mog until he fidgets, then turns to the yarn.
"Now... what color do we want for Roderick?"
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Jayson Exccks
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Can we vote my profile picture as the best picture ever? :D
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Post by Jayson Exccks on Nov 22, 2012 19:51:57 GMT -5
"Um..."
Jayson opens his wallet.
"I only said this wallet can hold up to nine hundred ninety nine thousand nine hundred ninety nine...I never do fill it up, though...I have..."
Jayson counts his munny.
"Um...two thousand six hundred and seventy nine munny..."
The Moogle snickers at Jayson. Jayson glares back.
"Maybe we should rob a bank? Much of my munny has been the spoils of whoever I kill. Which is usually probably five munny, tops."
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Merondi
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Mantis Shrimp
Being a colorful rainbow of color... and bloodying the costume
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Post by Merondi on Nov 24, 2012 18:22:55 GMT -5
"What the hell? We don't even have half the price?" Merondi blinks, then asks Mog, "You accept credit cards, right?"
"Nice try, kupo."
Merondi shrugs, then pulls out her Mark 23. "Much as I hate to threaten a defenseless Moogle, I just think it's more practical to rob you, than go to the trouble of robbing a bank. So hand over the yarn and nobody gets hurt."
Mog crosses his arms after tapping a red button under the table, "Defenseless, kupo? My bodyguard will be here in just a few minutes, kupo."
Merondi laughs, "Another Moogle? Maybe a Felyne?"
"Snake Plissken, kupo."
"You're joking."
A pounding sound begins to come from upstairs. Obviously, someone is working their way into the building. Mog stands with a smug look. "You catch on quick, kupo."
Merondi sighs then puts away the gun, "Uh, we're friends, right? Looting or robbing banks it is then..."
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NecroRaven
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Death's Secretary
Death is just the beginning
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Post by NecroRaven on Jan 4, 2013 9:19:08 GMT -5
Necro softly placed the small feline at one of the small sofa before he himself rose from that particular piece of furniture. The one eyed nobody quietly wandered over to the window before pulling out a folder which was stamped with the insignia of the company known as NecroTech. He was sure why he, or his original self, would wish to carry this. It didn't appear to aid in survival and seemed mostly worthless in its current condition.
The scientific nobody began examining the contents of the folder, nodding his head softly as the information was being absorbed. Maybe the previous statement wasn't completely true. Inside the folder were the research notes of one of the scientists, the actual name being unreadable, that concerned both the virus that now ravaged the world and the creatures it spawns.
Necro raised an eyebrow as he began to read aloud to ensure the words were correct "While the subjects previous life appears to have no effect on the temperament of the creature. However most of the subjects consist of 'lifers' and volunteers which is causing the results to stagnate. Despite the opinions of my superiors, I shall begin my hunt for a more suitable test subject that should display a different behavior."
A brief pause was given in order to try and understand what the notes entailed. When no answer became apparent, Necro continued to read in his soft tone "So far no new results have appeared and the search for more suitable subjects is becoming more taxing than previously expected. The 'perfect subject' would have to be one with a honest moral compass, sound grip on reality, stalwart confidence, and strong connect to other humans. All in all the subject needs to be what one might called 'pure of heart'."
The one eyed nobody leaned against the window frame as he closed the folder "Pure of heart? Didn't one of the others make mention to that term?" Necro shook his head as the gears began to turn in his head. At this point he had mostly forgotten about the others in the room.
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Kirsty Cotton
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Servant of Leviathan
Wondering through the labyrinths of Hell
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Post by Kirsty Cotton on Jan 28, 2013 19:51:44 GMT -5
Kirsty walks in and shoves Mog. "Kupo yourself, pal."
Mog begins a little dance but stumbles as Kirsty walks out of the room. She looks at her puzzle box, then to the keyblade logos throughout Lamport and finally thinks of Mog. Something seems wrong about this, she thinks, but quickly the thought passes. When she reaches her room, she unloads her spare ammo and falls asleep.
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