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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 24, 2014 0:19:59 GMT -8
Stevia- "Oooooooh so macho! How brave! I'm sure the defenseless damsel is ever so grateful."
Ingenue- "She's twice as big as him, why doesn't she vow to protect the defenseless himsel?"
Connie- "Tch. You bullies disgust me. Quinn, you tell 'em."
Stevia- "Heh heh, I'm sure he'll tell us, but will he do anything? Douuuubt it!"
Ingenue- "HA ha ha ha, I'd like to see that!"
Chuck- "..."
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Dec 24, 2014 20:42:55 GMT -8
Quinn's scowl darkened and he squared up, planting his feet and rolling his shoulders back. "Now see here! Connie here is an intelligent, classy young woman and I'll not have you insulting her willy-nilly like a passel of ruffians!" He could already see that they weren't prepared to just go away. He could take a lot of verbal abuse, but it was boiling his blood to see someone he actually thought rather nice getting dragged into the shenanigans."And, well, if you insist on being pests...well...I'm prepared to 'step outside', as it were."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 26, 2014 18:15:14 GMT -8
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Dec 26, 2014 18:56:56 GMT -8
Quinn GREATLY disliked being touched without permission, especially by (in his humble opinion) aggressively obnoxious strangers. His jimmies were rustled. His dander was well and truly up."Enough!" Inhibitions on hold for the moment, he snapped out with the back of his hand. He was aiming for the hand on his forehead (the wrist, specifically), trying to disengage. He wasn't overthinking anything now, so maybe he'd finally have greater access to his vampiric speed and strength?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 27, 2014 23:21:00 GMT -8
Quinn did feel it now - remarkably easy. It was all about wanting it, with these powers. His hand snapped up more quickly than it could have before, and with more strength.
Sadly, this was for little effect. He was only getting himself from weak and ungainly up to more typical abilities of a grown man. And the cost was instantly thinking of hunger - a need for blood leapt up in the back of his mind and didn't look like it was apt to calm down.
And for all that, his opponent was stronger and faster. The tall weirdo slipped their hand out of the way of his slap and right back into place without a scratch, this time pressing down on his head more.
Stevia- "Aww, nice try..." Ingenue- "...for a weak little baby!" Connie- "Where the hell do people like you even come from?"
And then the host made his presence felt. Chuck- "Hey guys, that shit isn't cool. Shake a leg, y'kna'a'mean?" Stevia- "Oh whateverrr, fine. C'mon Inge, let's find some other dumpster baby to mess with." Ingenue- "What did I say about this party? No fun." Quinn's head was liberated.
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Dec 28, 2014 6:20:10 GMT -8
If he hadn't been angry, Quinn would have gasped. Feeling those powers...even an edge of them...it was like a lock snapping open. As it was, the hunger nudged it out, rearing its head like a waking lion. It was strong, but Quinn was trying to keep his wits about him...though he wasn't sure for how long. "And August thought we were monsters..." He turned to Connie, some of the anger bleeding out of him."I apologize for...that, Connie. Not much help, am I? Are you alright?" Of course, with the anger melting away, he could feel the hunger more clearly. Perhaps it was time to start excusing himself? He turned to the host."Ta for the intervention in that little...kerfuffle. Dreadfully sorry I had any part in it. I suppose I ought to leave as well then?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 29, 2014 0:45:26 GMT -8
Connie- "...I am, but... I'm gonna go find a nice lady to dance with, if you don't mind..."
She slipped away.
Chuck- "Awww!"
Chuck- "Hey lil' dogg, I see you're havin' a tough time cuz big guys run roughshod over ya. Want some advice from the old Chuckinator? I know all about this kinda shits. Tha ladies got no complaints, ya'kna'a'mean?"
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Jan 1, 2015 22:35:43 GMT -8
((Hey, Happy New Years, guys! Had my doctor's visit and turns out there are medications that leave you comatose for a day or two if you're not prepared for them...))Quinn couldn't begrudge Connie her wish...nor did he particularly feel like 'influencing' her after all that. He gave her a genteel little wave. "I hope you find a lovely one, dearie." The only problem was that he was still hungry...and it wasn't going to go away without the right 'persuasion'. Chuck, sweet Chuck, might just provide the answer if he hung about though."Really? You have advice for me?" Maybe if he could get him somewhere alone...
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 2, 2015 10:36:21 GMT -8
((FUUUUUUCCCCCKK I accidentally lost this whole fucking post. Here is a truncated version recreated from memory.))
Chuck- "I was gonna say 'keep your chin up', but you seem to have that down already. And also, like, you gotta love yourself before anyone else can love you, but I got the feel you're on it, little bro...
I guess there's a bit more to it than all that. Like, gettin' pumped is good. You gotta lift some dumbbells. I think they make 'em pretty small, if that helps. Also eye contact, like practice on a housecat. They're into it.
And lats. Like, pecs and guns aren't as cool from the front cuz, like, foreshortening...
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Jan 3, 2015 23:57:55 GMT -8
Quinn was only half listening at this point, the hunger sticking in his senses like tenterhooks. He needed an 'in'."What? It's a bit loud here. I can't...sorry, old thing, but I can't properly hear you. Care to repeat that somewhere more quiet?" He tried to lay a bit of hypnotic suggestion into that.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 5, 2015 5:19:10 GMT -8
He did seem to have his eyes engaged, but the hypno was going nowhere.
Chuck- "COOL BRO, I SAID LATS ARE GOOD. LIKE, THEY MAKE YA LOOK BIGGER FROM THE FRONT. GOTTA PUFF YOURSELF UP LIKE A CAT, RIGHT? THAT'S SCARY DUDE, LIKE OWNING YOUR POWER. RAWR." Leo arrived. ((Trinity you on.))
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Post by Trinity on Jan 6, 2015 20:16:37 GMT -8
Leo was up in this cut, with a purpose. She ignored Chuck and spoke to Quinn directly. "Yo. That guy better have a good reason for puttin' some hands on you."
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Jan 6, 2015 21:44:14 GMT -8
Quinn winced when Chuck only partially took the hint and raised his voice instead. Oooookay. Hypnotism = still not his forte. "Ah. Yes. Cheers for that. You've been...a veritable font of useful wisdom...." Another idea was coming to him though.He looked up when Leo appeared. Ah! A lifeline!"Girl, I think, and she certainly seemed to think she did. Just an overblown sense of self-worth. I'm safe as houses...just very, very hungry." He gave Leo a pointed look to communicate just what kind of 'hungry' he was.((Sorry again. Filming got crazy. We didn't wrap until midnight. Just a heads-up, we're filming again tomorrow.))
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 9, 2015 11:28:10 GMT -8
Chuck- "Oheygurl."
Chuck- "ALRIGHT BRO, HEY, THINK WE GOT LIKE A BAG SALAD IN THE CRISPER AND SOME RIGHTEOUS VINAIGRETTE. YOU GOT MY PERMISO, NOSH THAT SHITS AT WILL."
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Post by Trinity on Jan 10, 2015 22:38:08 GMT -8
To Chuck, "Yeahhey. See you've met my brother." To Quinn,
"Q, if anything like that happens again, you find me and I'll take care of it." Speaking of, where did that guy go? Leo had half a mind to track that sucker down and give them what-for, but she knew better. There was no sense in creating more trouble for herself, as tempting as it was. And speaking of hunger.. "I could go for a bite too." "..Chuck. Where did we leave off, hmmm?"
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