Zaia's Babysitting Adventure!
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*puzzled* and how in the world are cat ears gonna help me find her?
*looks perplexed* YAY! more Zaia please?
*looks perplexed* YAY! more Zaia please?
the longer i wait,the more i forget.the more i forget, the longer the list of desires grows. for that which is wanted is forbidden. and we all know that forbidden fruit is often the sweetest.Don'tcha wish your g/f was a witch like me?~*~AYVBABTU
Part 25: The Search for Spock, er, Aletia
CYRAN: OK, so let's go.
NANAHI: Wait, where's Zilla?
LINDAR: And Brainy?
*a roar from the garage, followed by CHIBIZILLA pulling out on a blue ATV wearing a helmet. BRAINCHILD rests on the back cargo slot, holding some kind of keypad in his tentacles*
NANAHI: What the heck?
BRAINCHILD: We stole it from the garage. We can follow Aletia much faster this way.
CYRAN: Like Z won't notice it's gone?
BRAINCHILD: Ah, but that's where this comes in. My lycanthro-tracker. I fully intend to be back within the half hour. Let's go!
*they roar off*
CYRAN: OH YEAH! WELL FINE! I'LL SHOW YOU TECH-HEADS! *he takes a breath* Lindar, get to listening.
LINDAR: OK. *she wiggles her new cat ears* Let's try this way!
*CYRAN, LINDAR, and NANAHI take off across the street. CUT TO BRANCHILD and CHIBIZILLA rumbling down another lane*
BRANCHILD: Left here.
CHIBIZILLA: Ronk?
BRAINCHILD: Right.
*CHIBIZILLA hangs a right*
BRAINCHILD: No, I said left!
CHIBIZILLA: Reeeeeooonnnnk!
BRAINCHILD: LEFT WAS RIGHT!
*CUT TO CYRAN and LINDAR, standing in front of a house with a puppy-sized hold in its screen door. NANAHI comes slithering up*
NANAHI: Can't find any way out. I think she's still in there.
*sudden barking and a yowling cat, followed by the sound of splintering wood*
NANAHI: Or not.
CYRAN: We'll never keep up with her like this. C'mere.
*he grabs LINDAR with one arm and NANAHI with the other, then crouches and springs up into the air, attempting to clear the house*
LINDAR: There she is! I see her in the backyard!
*CYRAN'S leap falls way short and his legs go through the roof*
CYRAN: Oh shit. I'm stuck!
*CUT TO: A room with a trio of Lovecraftian legs sticking through the ceiling. A light turns on to reveal a little KID in pajamas*
KID: MOMMYYYYYYYYYYY!
*CUT TO: ZAIA'S kitchen*
ZAIA: AND FURTHERMORE-wait a minute.
ASTAROTH: WHAT?!
ZAIA: It's been almost ten minutes and we've been arguing without interruption.
ASTAROTH: SO?!
ZAIA: I've got a bad feeling about this.
*one quick search of the house later*
ZAIA: Shit, shit, shit! Now what?!
ASTAROTH: CALM DOWN! LEAVE IT TO ME!
ZAIA: Huh?
*ASTAROTH pulls out a cell phone. CUT TO: a restaurant somewhere. Nervous patrons sit at tables far away from a man entirely clad in blue armor as he uses a giant claw to mix his coffee. A cell phone rings and he retrieves it*
NIGHTMARE: S'up yo? *he takes a sip* Nah. *a pause* Awesome. See ya in ten. *pause* Word. Later, man.
*he hangs up, retrieves a giant sword with an eyeball in it, and stalks out. People begin sighing in relief when he suddenly runs back in, digging through his armor*
NIGHTMARE: Shit, sorry! Forgot the bill!
*he scrounges up enough change to pay and then runs back out to his sword*
BYSTANDER: Yo dude, this thing be lookin' at me! Dat's mad crazy, yo.
NIGHTMARE: Sorry, I only speak German.
*he leaves the guy there. Minutes pass*
BYSTANDER: Hey!
CYRAN: OK, so let's go.
NANAHI: Wait, where's Zilla?
LINDAR: And Brainy?
*a roar from the garage, followed by CHIBIZILLA pulling out on a blue ATV wearing a helmet. BRAINCHILD rests on the back cargo slot, holding some kind of keypad in his tentacles*
NANAHI: What the heck?
BRAINCHILD: We stole it from the garage. We can follow Aletia much faster this way.
CYRAN: Like Z won't notice it's gone?
BRAINCHILD: Ah, but that's where this comes in. My lycanthro-tracker. I fully intend to be back within the half hour. Let's go!
*they roar off*
CYRAN: OH YEAH! WELL FINE! I'LL SHOW YOU TECH-HEADS! *he takes a breath* Lindar, get to listening.
LINDAR: OK. *she wiggles her new cat ears* Let's try this way!
*CYRAN, LINDAR, and NANAHI take off across the street. CUT TO BRANCHILD and CHIBIZILLA rumbling down another lane*
BRANCHILD: Left here.
CHIBIZILLA: Ronk?
BRAINCHILD: Right.
*CHIBIZILLA hangs a right*
BRAINCHILD: No, I said left!
CHIBIZILLA: Reeeeeooonnnnk!
BRAINCHILD: LEFT WAS RIGHT!
*CUT TO CYRAN and LINDAR, standing in front of a house with a puppy-sized hold in its screen door. NANAHI comes slithering up*
NANAHI: Can't find any way out. I think she's still in there.
*sudden barking and a yowling cat, followed by the sound of splintering wood*
NANAHI: Or not.
CYRAN: We'll never keep up with her like this. C'mere.
*he grabs LINDAR with one arm and NANAHI with the other, then crouches and springs up into the air, attempting to clear the house*
LINDAR: There she is! I see her in the backyard!
*CYRAN'S leap falls way short and his legs go through the roof*
CYRAN: Oh shit. I'm stuck!
*CUT TO: A room with a trio of Lovecraftian legs sticking through the ceiling. A light turns on to reveal a little KID in pajamas*
KID: MOMMYYYYYYYYYYY!
*CUT TO: ZAIA'S kitchen*
ZAIA: AND FURTHERMORE-wait a minute.
ASTAROTH: WHAT?!
ZAIA: It's been almost ten minutes and we've been arguing without interruption.
ASTAROTH: SO?!
ZAIA: I've got a bad feeling about this.
*one quick search of the house later*
ZAIA: Shit, shit, shit! Now what?!
ASTAROTH: CALM DOWN! LEAVE IT TO ME!
ZAIA: Huh?
*ASTAROTH pulls out a cell phone. CUT TO: a restaurant somewhere. Nervous patrons sit at tables far away from a man entirely clad in blue armor as he uses a giant claw to mix his coffee. A cell phone rings and he retrieves it*
NIGHTMARE: S'up yo? *he takes a sip* Nah. *a pause* Awesome. See ya in ten. *pause* Word. Later, man.
*he hangs up, retrieves a giant sword with an eyeball in it, and stalks out. People begin sighing in relief when he suddenly runs back in, digging through his armor*
NIGHTMARE: Shit, sorry! Forgot the bill!
*he scrounges up enough change to pay and then runs back out to his sword*
BYSTANDER: Yo dude, this thing be lookin' at me! Dat's mad crazy, yo.
NIGHTMARE: Sorry, I only speak German.
*he leaves the guy there. Minutes pass*
BYSTANDER: Hey!
JADAFETWA
*ewww* EWWWWWWWWWWW Cyran touched meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!
*giggle* sQueak!
*giggle* sQueak!
the longer i wait,the more i forget.the more i forget, the longer the list of desires grows. for that which is wanted is forbidden. and we all know that forbidden fruit is often the sweetest.Don'tcha wish your g/f was a witch like me?~*~AYVBABTU
I see my flippant remark about Nightmare worked it's way in. Next thing you know, you'll be adding Seung Mina and Cassandra, if just for a quick parody/satire on slash writers.
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What? Stop looking at me like that perverts, I wasn't suggesting he actually write them in that fashion, just make fun of people who do.
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What? Stop looking at me like that perverts, I wasn't suggesting he actually write them in that fashion, just make fun of people who do.
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Mmm, slash...Steve wrote:I see my flippant remark about Nightmare worked it's way in. Next thing you know, you'll be adding Seung Mina and Cassandra, if just for a quick parody/satire on slash writers.
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What? Stop looking at me like that perverts, I wasn't suggesting he actually write them in that fashion, just make fun of people who do.
I mean, uh...shit.
Good stuff, Kuja.
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Who is it I've been made to go out with now? *pokes Kuj and Steve*Steve wrote:Astaroth? Ha. At least it wasn't Nightmare.
"On the infrequent occasions when I have been called upon in a formal place to play the bongo drums, the introducer never seems to find it necessary to mention that I also do theoretical physics." -Richard Feynman
Astaroth is this fella. This is his buddy, Nightmare. Both are from the Soul Calibur series of fighting games, and those images are from the second game.
... Man, I really hope Astaroth isn't in his SCIII Costume 2.
... Man, I really hope Astaroth isn't in his SCIII Costume 2.
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Bah, so not my type.ZShade wrote:Astaroth is this fella. This is his buddy, Nightmare. Both are from the Soul Calibur series of fighting games, and those images are from the second game.
... Man, I really hope Astaroth isn't in his SCIII Costume 2.
Thanks for clearing that up for me, though.
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Well if he's not your type at all that certainly explains why you broke up with him*nods*Zaia wrote: Bah, so not my type.
Thanks for clearing that up for me, though.
the longer i wait,the more i forget.the more i forget, the longer the list of desires grows. for that which is wanted is forbidden. and we all know that forbidden fruit is often the sweetest.Don'tcha wish your g/f was a witch like me?~*~AYVBABTU
Except I wouldn't have gone out with him to begin with. Giant meatheads aren't my bag, baby.Lindar wrote:Well if he's not your type at all that certainly explains why you broke up with him*nods*
"On the infrequent occasions when I have been called upon in a formal place to play the bongo drums, the introducer never seems to find it necessary to mention that I also do theoretical physics." -Richard Feynman
well i dunno, ifen he was waving that big old hammer under MY nose and saying you date, now... i'd have to mumble something along the lines of...."ackokiesbut..." yeah...and then run away after he turned his back....Zaia wrote: Except I wouldn't have gone out with him to begin with. Giant meatheads aren't my bag, baby.
it wouldn't be easy to say no under the impression one might get squished flat like an old fashioned paperdoll...
the longer i wait,the more i forget.the more i forget, the longer the list of desires grows. for that which is wanted is forbidden. and we all know that forbidden fruit is often the sweetest.Don'tcha wish your g/f was a witch like me?~*~AYVBABTU
Hmm. Excellent point.Lindar wrote:well i dunno, ifen he was waving that big old hammer under MY nose and saying you date, now... i'd have to mumble something along the lines of...."ackokiesbut..." yeah...and then run away after he turned his back....
it wouldn't be easy to say no under the impression one might get squished flat like an old fashioned paperdoll...
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At least it wasn't Voldo. *shudders*Zaia wrote:Bah, so not my type.
Thanks for clearing that up for me, though.
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Style? he reminds me of a deranged marionette!!Singular Quartet wrote: This is very true. Then again, I knew people who played Voldo because of his... style.
how is that Style?
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*attempts tho think dirty*Singular Quartet wrote:
Dammit, Lindar. You're a fucking monkey. Think dirty.
Hun, i can't see him as dirty, he still looks like a ridiculous puppet of some sort.... what am i supposed to be seeing?
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