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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Dec 8, 2012 20:02:18 GMT -8
The first floor of 403 was once retail space, which currently only had a very small bank branch in it, and an unused area. The Chase bank was empty when the zompocalypse began, featuring only some small offices and desks. Now it is becoming something of a bazaar. Jackson started it by turning an office plus some cubicles into a tattoo parlor. Next, the Cornish kids started group gallery, taking up the rest of the open areas. This is administered by Chelsea with occasional assist from Briar and Mega. Ione and Susie followed with a fashion consulting business. They currently serve mostly for free, until a better business model presents itself, and have caused a bit of controversy, in taking a mild stance against Chantelle-styled makeovers. From here you can go to: Stairwell North Lobby The Clinic / Zaitun
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 16, 2013 12:52:35 GMT -8
Jackson had finished Chelsea's new tatt a half hour ago, and everyone was lounging and listening to music. Mega- "Oh, I can't to see it when it heals!"
Chelsea- "I just can't wait for it to heal!"
Jackson- "Like I said, I think the Walgreen's knockoff of Aquaphor is just a better product these days. See if you can find some."
Nora- "What do you have to drink down here, Jack-son?"
Jackson- "Another rough day at the office?"
Nora- "Yeah..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 18, 2013 15:37:56 GMT -8
A while later, Briar and Casey came in. Casey- "I know! It's true!"
Briar- "No!"
Casey- "I know!"
Nora- "AHEM. What the fuck guys?"
Briar- "Everything's gone totally insane! That jock dude had a homophobic freak-out and Seth announced that Dr. Victor got shot and everyone's going crazy!"
All- "WHAT" Casey- "It's true!"
Chelsea- "Omigod, Alex had a homophobic freakout?!"
Briar- "No, not Alex..."
Mega- "Ashley? That guys is mega weird."
Briar- "No! it was that, uh, Darren guy!"
Casey- "I think his name was Eric."
Jackson- "Uh, guys, something more important...?"
Nora- "I know! Dr. Victor shot?! What the fuck? Did we start doing capital punishment? Did he creep on a baby or sell the secret recipe for Chantelle's breaded goose? How in FUCK did that happen?! Are we in danger?"
Casey- "No, no, NO! Calm down! But I know. I know! See, it's all over. The dust is settled, y'know? Doc was over at the hospital and the place went crazy! Somebody shot him, and then the other guys shot that guy, and order is restored and justice is served I guess, but now he's in a coma over there! So, like, Thierry is gonna take visitors over or something."
Jackson- "Damn. That is utter madness."
Chelsea- "I gotta go!" Chelsea left in a hurry.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 3, 2013 22:40:25 GMT -8
ANOTHER DAY...
Chantelle set up her hair cutting technologies in Susie and Ione's shop. Susie had generously granted permission in Ione's continued absence. Jackson waved from across the way. Bryce and Seth slumped in chairs. Chantelle- "Both the same day? Is it a gang initiation thing? Matching costumes? Aww."
Bryce- "..."'
Seth- "I just wanna be seen without this hat to cover my shame. Oh the shame. So much shame. --and hair."
Chantelle- "How was the big meeting this morning? Are we going to begin a 20 year police action in the Pan-Pac Hotel?"
Seth- "Damn, that meeting sapped my will to live. But yeah, no. We're just gonna 'have a talk,' which I'm not looking forward to, but, y'know."
Bryce- "Solid. So how do you cut man hairs?"
Chantelle- "Oh men's hair isn't any different. I just do what you want. If you like it long but wanted a differe-"
Bryce- "Who said I like it long? I didn't say that. No way."
Seth- "Ohh I hope you leave some on top at least..."
Bryce- "Yeah, I don't wanna look like some weird skinhead. Let's do this thing!"
Chantelle- "'Kay..."
Seth- "C'mon Bryce, be nice.. whoa that rhymed, haha! Anyway, Chantelle is providing you a service, what are you gonna do for her? Wash out the chicken coop with a toothbrush? " The shades fell. Bryce- "Mm, sorry Chantelle."
Chantelle- "OK, you little buster..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 3, 2013 23:17:42 GMT -8
A little while later.... Chantelle- "What do you think?"
Bryce- "Allllll right."
Seth- "Yay! Oh look, there was a cute boy under that hair this whole time!"
Bryce- "Deal with it."
Chantelle- "You're next, fuzzball!
Seth- "Don't laugh. I think some of the missing pigeons are in there... somewhere..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 3, 2013 23:22:40 GMT -8
A little while later.... Chantelle- "What do you think?"
Seth- "Yeah it looks great! These piercing holes thank you for giving them purpose in life once more. You don't think it's too like.. Bow Wow Wow, do you? Wait, that's kinda the post-ZP trend now, isn't it?"
Bryce- "What does 'bow wow wow' mean? Like Snoop Dogg?"
Seth- "Man, how you gonna have new-wave style without knowing your roots? Well anyway, what do you think?" He dropped the glasses. Bryce- "Sexity. I'd fux with it."
Jackson- "You've got a winner, man! Now come get cool tattoos."
Seth- "OMG if I could get a few days where I don't need to use my arms, I could really use something to cover up this stupid Pacman ghost. I thought it was sooo cute, but now I just can't think a ghost is cute. Unless we run into Casper, and even then I'll probably put that thing outta its misery."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 4, 2013 21:06:22 GMT -8
Just then, the sound of skateboards roared from the sidewalk outside. People jumped in their seats.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 4, 2013 21:24:44 GMT -8
Seth- "What is this shenanigans?! Don't tell me we got skater zombies now... It's like Zombies Ate My Neighbors in a way that I'm not into." He considered running to the garage, but realized how many steps that would take and decided to leisurely stroll over to it. Bryce- "Where are you going?" Everyone got up and began following him out, gathering weapons on the way.
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Post by DKender on Mar 14, 2013 13:15:08 GMT -8
ANOTHER DAY...Shortly after his return from El Corazon, Alex was prowling for art students! First, he checked the first floor. "Heeeey, any artists down here?!"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 14, 2013 14:38:08 GMT -8
Anna was hanging out with Jackson, Chelsea and Briar. Anna- "Word, we're all artists down here."
Chelsea- "..."
Briar- "Hey champ, what do you need?"
Jackson- "Will it be permanent?"
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Post by DKender on Mar 14, 2013 15:08:01 GMT -8
Alex originally wanted to commission a pentagram amulet from his favorite artists. But at Jackson's question, he experienced great turmoil! The following influences warred for dominance: Teenage Rebellion = +1 Overzealous/Impulsive = +5 Scared of Ouchies = -10 One Up Chelsea = +20
"Hey, guys! Mister Jackson, can you please tattoo an upside-down star on my lower back? Three or four inches wide. Oh! And it has to be inside a circle. Maybe. Actually, yes. Put the star in a circle!" He doodled a lopsided Satanic pentagram on a post-it note. "Like this, but good. Thank you!"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 14, 2013 15:15:44 GMT -8
Jackson- "... Uh, do you know what that means?"
Anna- "A Satanic tramp stamp? Damn, B.
Jackson- "Anna, it's not a tramp stamp. And no slut shaming."
Chelsea- "..."
Briar- "Can I see your kitty?"
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Post by DKender on Mar 14, 2013 16:31:26 GMT -8
"Snowball!" Alex offered her the cat. "Right now, he's saying, 'Please babysit me while my Dad discusses his tattoo, Briar! I think you're really cool! Meow, meow.' Haha. I'm kidding. He doesn't talk." At "doesn't talk," he shot Chelsea a glance, but then Alex turned his attention back to the SERIOUS BUSINESS. "I know what it means, Jackson. Um, so, can you do that for me? I'm not drunk."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 14, 2013 19:11:27 GMT -8
Jackson- "Mm... we usually do a 24 hour waiting period in my line of work, just to give you some time to think it over. Hey maybe I can give you a temporary version, just painting the ink on you know?"
Chelsea- "You didn't make me wait 24 hours..."
Jackson- "Err.. it's just..."
Anna- "Dude, what if it like... summons satans all up on your buttcrack?"
Briar- "Good question!"
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Post by DKender on Mar 14, 2013 20:03:41 GMT -8
"EW, Anna!" For the second time that day, Alex wished he didn't possess a vivid imagination. The first time occurred during Micah's dead baby joke. "It won't. Kyle from El Corazon has one hanging around his neck, and he's used Satanic magic for good. Pentagrams have a bad reputation, but ... well, they ... that is ..." He struggled to express himself with words. Struggled and failed. So Alex parroted instead. "Satanism isn't about worshiping some evil being. The 'Satan' is metaphorical, it stands for the self. It's about trusting yourself, knowing that your instincts will lead you the right way. I've felt helpless lately, but no more. Today was an EPIPHANY! I'm not going to pray that God swoops down and saves us. I'm going to devote mySELF to the cause, body and spirit. Please don't treat me like I'm twelve. This isn't a decision I JUST made to rebel against the man or prove I'm as tough as Chelsea. It's destiny!" "Oh, yeah, I'm a compassionate Satanist now, guys. Haha. Forgot to mention that. Sometimes, my mouth runs two steps ahead of my brain. Hahaha! That must've been confusing. Sorry!" "Please don't tell Ashley, though."
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