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Post by chevy♠metal on Nov 28, 2009 11:18:35 GMT -5
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C'mon man it's only 20 bucks.
20 bucks that isn't yours!
Who would notice 20 bucks missing? It's not a big deal.
It's wrong
Chevy sighed and he grumbled "Who ever heard of a machine with morals?"
He really needed the money though so he wasn't about to give up so easily. His high e had snapped and there was no way he would survive without being able to play his beloved guitar until he found some money in a more legit way.
Look if you don't cough up my own little Andrew Jackson right now I'll teleport you into a lake and neither of us will be having a good day okay?
Teleport me? Ya right. People can't teleport.
People can't talk to machines either but here we are.
...Fine.
The ABM spit out a 20 dollar bill and Chevy quickly snatched it and turned around, happy to be done with the stupid machine. But he almost ran into someone else who had been behind him. To them it would have looked like he just stared at the machine for a minute and got a free 20.
He hoped they hadn't been watching him.
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Post by Kirien Melantha on Jan 4, 2010 12:02:37 GMT -5
Kirien's first scouting mission had not gone well. She and her partner-that-day, a gruff-looking but surprisingly sympathetic woman, were told to locate a child teleporter. As one might have guessed, the child was nowhere to be found when they arrived. Probably teleported right out of there. Stupid Academy! How the hell were they supposed to catch him?!
Her partner suggested they grab some lunch before returning with the bad news, and told Kirien that she could even go out by herself, so long as they met back in an hour and a half. Eager to spend some time unsupervised, Kirien agreed to the proposal.
She had spent all her free time so far thinking of all the reasons she hated being an agent.
Being an agent is so stupid. I'm stuck there for at least five years and I have to train all the time and I have to talk to a stupid counselor person who I just stare at cause he's too stupid to waste my time on and I can't have my axes unless they say so and people follow me around all the time and they give me all these stupid, boring jobs...
She moodily nudged a rock down the street as she contemplated possible escape plans.
Maybe I can run away to Egypt or Japan or something and they'll leave me alone. But they'd probably follow me everywhere and I wouldn't get to do anything anywhere and than wouldn't be any fun, either!
"This is so stupid[/b]!" She shouted in frustration, mercilessly stomping her rock into dust.
Uh-oh.
People didn't stop rocks to dust...nevermind one that size!
Realizing her mistake, she worriedly scanned the area for anyone who could have spotted her. The only person nearby was that guy over by the ATM, and he was facing the other way. Phew! He looked like he was too busy looking at it and magically being awarded money to...
FREE MONEY!
Kirien all but flew over to the machine, eager to see if it would magically give her money, too!
She dodged the idiot who almost ran into her and walked up to the machine. "Gimme!" She told it, holding out her hands expectantly. But no money came, and she frowned. That could only mean one thing...
"I want some." She told The Idiot, clasping her hands together and giving him her best Look-At-Me-I'm-So-Cute pout.[/color]
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Post by chevy♠metal on Jan 27, 2010 17:25:05 GMT -5
Happy to not have to deal with the chick Chevy kept walking away when she went to the ABM. He rolled his eyes when he heard her ask it for money. So she had heard him after all. Great. Apparently she was some kind of idiot though, or maybe crazy. She was acting like a little girl, anyway.
When she decided talking to him would be the best way to get some money he had to laugh. "You're not my type" he said without looking at her cute-face. If anything her cute act would be a turn off anyway. He figured this wouldn't be enough to make her go away though so he said "If you want to get any money out of it you need to threaten it. Those things have morals these days."
Oh yeah. I'm so scared of the little girl.
Chevy stuffed the 20 into his pocket and kept walking. With any luck he would be long gone by the time she gave up on threatening the machine. If she even tried.
He subtly crossed his fingers.
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Post by Kirien Melantha on Feb 13, 2010 12:11:02 GMT -5
Threaten it?
Kirien blinked. People did that all the time. In fact, she probably even did it herself, to no avail. Machines couldn't hear. But then again...it seemed to have worked for that guy! How did he do it?
He's a technopath. She realized. Maybe if The Academy doesn't know about him, and I bring him there, they'll give me a lot of money really soon so I can get Cylo out of that stupid jail!
But if she just went up to him and said, "Ha! I know your secret! Come with me!" wouldn't he try and get away? What if he was a speedster or something? That wouldn't work! She needed another plan.
She turned back to the machine and gave it a poisonous smile. "Gimme money or I'll bust you into a million pieces." She growled, flexing her hands into tiny fists in anticipation.
"Oh, look! I must be serious!" She chirped, punching a hole into a wall next to the ATM. She glanced over her shoulder to see if The Idiot noticed.
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Post by chevy♠metal on Feb 24, 2010 17:11:32 GMT -5
Chevy noticed. It was pretty hard not to when the crazy chick punched a hole in the fucking wall. This kind of thing wasn't exactly quiet.
"Shit!" he yelled turning around to see what the hell was going on. His eyes widened when he saw the hole. That kind of shit didn't just happen.
You better give her some money. She looks pretty damn serious.
Is that what she's saying? Well too bad.
What the hell is wrong with you? Give her the money or she'll think I was lying.
That's not my problem. And if you try to teleport me now she'll know you're lying to her.
She might just smash you instead you idiot!
That's a risk I'm willing to take. I would gladly die in the line of duty.
Shit. Fucking machines. You'd think they've been watching CSI or some shit.
"Look. Uh..." Chevy started. He was trying to save his ass before it was in danger. "If you can do that why don't you just smash the damn thing open? You could have all the fucking money!"
The chick seemed far too happy smashing things. Chevy slowly backed away from her. Normally he'd be more concerned about his guitar getting smashed up than his face but normally he didn't get in fights with people who could punch holes in solid fucking walls.
He was starting to think this was all an acid flashback.
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Post by Kirien Melantha on Feb 26, 2010 21:19:22 GMT -5
Kirien couldn't help but giggle at Chevy's fear. It had been ages since she made anyone was scared of her after doing a little thing like punching a hole into a solid brick wall, and it really boosted her mood. She was practically dancing as she wiped the legion off from her wounded wrist; even demons of strength couldn't punch through brick without a scratch. It was a good thing demons regenerated so quickly! She wiggled her fingers experimentally, noting with satisfaction that her wounds had already healed.
"I don't really want any money." She confessed, focusing her attention on the idiot who was backing away from her. "I'm on a silly mission to find...um...certain people. People like me!" She shrugged her shoulders innocently and shot Chevy a sweet smile.
"You're a technopath, right?" She queried, softer, in case anyone was to overhear. A brief scan of the premises told her that no one was around, unusual for that time of day, but who was she to question her good fortune? She slowly inching herself closer to The Idiot, holding her hands in the air to show she meant him no harm. Trying to convince The Idiot not to bolt was probably gonna be like trying a rabbit not to run from a hungry fox, but she was trying her hardest.
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Post by chevy♠metal on Mar 4, 2010 22:50:35 GMT -5
"Jesus Fucking Christ."
Chevy's voice cracked like he was 14 again. As if the hole in the wall wasn't fucked up enough the chick was giggling like a little lunatic. And her hands were healing like some crazy time lapse video.
Definitely tripping the fuck out right now Chevy thought. He didn't feel any better though.
"If you don't want the money why the hell don't you just leave me alone!" Chevy said with fear starting to be in his voice. "I'm definitely nothing like you." The only reason he wasn't already running was that he didn't want to make the chick even more pissed off. Or happy since that seemed to be how things were going. Either way he wasn't exactly wishing for it.
When she got quiet it was even creepier like she was trying to sneak up on him or something. He wondered if she was as freakishly fast as she was strong. "I'm crazy? You're the one who punched a whole in a goddamn fucking wall! Why am I even talking to you?!"
It was a damn good question.
Chevy was far from an athlete but he could still run for his life. Having his back to the psycho chick didn't make him feel much better though so his running was slowed down even more by him looking back to see if she was chasing him.
Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit!
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Post by Kirien Melantha on Mar 7, 2010 19:57:51 GMT -5
Her eyes narrowed and she gave a sharp, annoyed sigh. He was so frustrating! How could he deny being like her? He obviously could talk to machines! And, all of a sudden, he started denying being crazy!
What's he even talking about? Kirien thought to herself, confused. I didn't say anything about crazy! He's just...just making himself look crazy by saying it for no reason!
She slowly came to realize the connection between the words "psychopath" and "technopath," and scowled. She should have known The Idiot would just jump to conclusions instead of asking what a technopath was, even though anyone else on the planet wouldn't ever think she was calling them crazy when she was acting so nice!
Kirien was so frustrated! How was she supposed to catch Gifted people when they ran away from her even when she was trying not to be scary?! She stomped her feet and took off after him, running as fast as her legs would allow.
"Not psychopath, you idiot! Technopath! You talk to machines with your mind! Like I have super strength and can break walls!" And your face, she wanted to add, but she managed to snap her mouth shut before the words slipped out. She was terrifying enough when she wasn't even trying!
"Hey, get back here!"
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Post by chevy♠metal on Aug 7, 2010 21:38:22 GMT -5
Chevy was too busy running for his life to pay attention to where he was going and the fact that he didn't want to take his eyes off the crazy bitch chasing him definitely wasn't helping. When he finally looked where he was going his nose was about two inches away from a streetlight. He braced for impact and a broken nose but nothing happened.
What the hell? he thought.
When he opened his eyes the pole was under him instead of in front of him and he was lying down. When he realized the sidewalk and the crazy chick chasing him were underneath him he freaked out and grabbed onto the pole like his life depended on it. Somehow he had got up onto the part the actual light was on which meant he was at least twenty feet off the ground.
Before he could really get started worrying about that he heard what the nutjob following him said and he lost his train of thought. His eyes narrowed.
"How the fuck do you know about that?" Chevy spat sounding pissed off like he was accusing her. He lunged toward her without realizing it and almost fell. His pissy mood quickly changed into just being afraid. How the hell was he supposed to get down? How the hell did he get up there in the first place?
All the questions and weird shit happening were beginning to give him a headache.
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