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This was like the punch line of a bad joke, Dillon thought.

For their first solo mission for Vaglass, the hybrid siblings had been sent out with a bunch of Buglers and a Metaroid that caused people to act oppositely, as could be said for the newly converted siblings. Lolliroid, a Metaroid that looked like it had escaped a candy store, had candy attacks that caused people to say the opposite of whatever they were thinking or to even act opposite. Liars told the truth. Someone giving directions would mix up left and right. It was simple confusion and Dillon was enjoying it.

He sucked on a real lollipop for a few moments, just watching, before pulling it out as he looked over Tenaya, who was draped along his side, with his arm around her waist. Ever since his conversion, he'd felt a lot closer to his sister, physically as well as mentally. "You have more experience with this. When does this get fun? I'm enjoying the screaming and confusion but it's starting to get old."

Cocking his head as he put the candy back in his mouth, he waited expectantly for her answer and Tenaya did not disappoint. "They're scurrying like helpless little ants at the moment, but it is boring if you watch as a group. If you zero in on one or another, you can watch hope fade in their eyes. It's quite delightful. You have to participate. Get your hands dirty. Bloody."

Dillon considered this before again pulling the candy from his mouth so he could kiss his sister's cheek before letting her go. "Excellent idea, sister. Let's go have some fun." The lollipop was returned to his mouth once more and he cracked his knuckles before heading towards the chaos. He was going to enjoy this.

[It's mostly Dillon's show, but Tenaya is around as well if you'd prefer her or both.]
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I have to keep my cool, you know? Have to stay calm for Dillon's sake. He's been through enough with his sister already, this recent stress of not being able to find her is just not fair at all.

...of course I'm worried about Tenaya too! She's like a sister to me! It's just... well, she's the one missing, so she doesn't exactly need my moral support right now. But Dillon does, and I'm his partner, and I've got to be strong for him!

And if that means going out and getting him a bagel and coffee for breakfast, well, I'm a big boy now, I can wander the streets of a foreign country by myself. Besides, I'm only going to the corner bakery down the street from the apartment our team has been renting.

So maybe I also picked up some fruit from a stand on the way, and maybe I got baked goods and coffee for the whole team instead of just Dillon. No big deal, I can totally carry all this by myself.

Oh, there goes an apple, damn.
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→ Post with your character [and preferences, if you like]
→ People respond.
Congratulations! You're both trapped!
→ ???
→ PROFIT!!!

Scenarios (You can use RNG to choose for you, or pick yourself)

1. Trapped outside your house: Maybe that super-duper, ultra-fancy security system with the ridiculously long passcode that can only be opened from the inside wasn't such a good idea, was it? And does that look like rain to you? Oh yeah, you're right. It looks more like hail.

2. Trapped in your house: You've locked yourself in, you're on house arrest, or you don't want to lock yourself out by leaving. Maybe you're not even at your house. Maybe you're trapped in someone else's house, at a party, or by a bet, or a robbery gone wrong. Just find a way out before you start shooting the walls out of boredom.

3. Lost: You're not trapped, you're more... lost. Yeah, if you could find that object of your desire you could get out of this hellhole. Unfortunately, the powers that be won't allow that. So continues the quest for the holy grail. Though, it doesn't help that you have to go to the bathroom, your friend's goldfish is dying, and that big screen Plasma TV is getting heavier by the second.

4. Waiting: Whether it be a long line, a car ride, or god forbid, the dreaded doctor's waiting room, ain't no getting out of this one.

5. Self-imposed lockdown: Before you can rejoin society, you have to get all that demon blood out of your system or get over that addiction. Or perhaps it's more crack-worthy. WE'RE NOT LEAVING UNTIL THAT FLY IS DEAD/THAT PEN IS FOUND/OUR DIRTY SECRETS ARE OUT IN THE OPEN. AND IF WE CAN'T DO IT, OUR CHILDREN'S CHILDEN WILL DO IT!

6. You're literally trapped: Maybe your head is stuck between two bars or you're stuck in a window. Point is, you're stuck between a rock and a hard place. Metaphorically, of course. Or maybe you actually are, I don't know.

7. Oh, here's the metaphorical one: You just go through the motions everyday, you watch everyone else live their lives, and that rut just gets bigger and deeper. What to do?

8. Trapped in an elevator: We just couldn't take the stairs, could we?

9. Trapped in a crowd: Maybe you're on a packed train or just a hallway where everyone has stopped walking and created a bottle neck. Or maybe you ended up in the middle of a mosh pit. Hope the person next to you is wearing deodorant.

10. Choose your own hellhole!
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[ooc: I am going with a German verbal tic for now. To be retconned if and when Escape gets a canon verbal language tic other than calling Messiah "papa" <3]

Papa Messiah is very unhappy with recent events. He is not at all pleased that his devoted servants have been turned away from him. The... ah, Samurai? Shin-... something or other.

No matter. He has called me forth from the Subdimension to help my brother now that the servants have revolted.

It's wonderful being free to do Papa's will.
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[personal profile] brilliantshadowpuppets
I know. I know Dr.K said she was going to try and send us back on that crazy train that Scott took to whatever weird universe he went to help.

But I mean...

When he said he'd met Samurai....

I didn't think he meant.....

Japan.

Now, I know a little Japanese. You pick up some here and there in the biz. And no, I do not actually have a collection of questionable animated films stashed under my bed back at The Garage. I just. Well, in the Mob you pick up a few things.

Though I don't see how threatening to whack a guy in Japanese is going to help my situation at all.

So I fumble around, hoping against hope someone knows some English. Or I run into some other members of my team. That would be the ideal situation. I wonder where they all got off to? I don't seem to remember much between stepping off that weird train (that girl with the pink streak in her hair was really cute. Funny coffee though. Bleh) and where I've found myself now.

I wish Dillon were here. I don't think he knows any Japanese, but he can usually stop me from making a complete fool of myself.

Usually.

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