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| Dangerous Dan | Apr 4 2008, 01:25 AM Post #1 |
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Sometime earlier this week... The screen fades in onto FIW HQ and faces the Boss' desk, the CEO's head buried in some paperwork. But I've got a lot to write so descriptions are short lived as- ??: Onikage! I choose YOU!! -Vinj, aka 'The Blue Fuzz', blasts past the camera before the Boss could even notice it staring at him (apparently he didn't notice the door opening despite his 'closed-door' policy). The Boss looks up with a shade of red on his face that might indicate he's somewhere between 'livid' and 'enraged'. This seems to provoke Vinj as he begins to shimmy deep into the office and around the desk, forcing the camera to move into the room to capture his provocative dance moves. The tone of his body is matched in his voice as he sings the melody to a familiar song…or not familiar. Depends if you're into fads. Anyways, so the jist is that Vinj's ass is bouncin' so hard that he's giving the oak bum rush. Vinj: I'm on the road to Viridian Ci-t-y, it's a long way but I've got some friends! I have a knife and I've got dia-be-e-tes. I love to dance and your head is As-i-an! Well that pretty much summed up Vinj in case you didn't know who he was. Except for that Asian thing…don't know what that was…ANYWHO. It's at this juncture that Vinj decides to stop his expletive display and notices Onikage has yet to enter the room. While the Boss seems lost for words, but seemingly ripe to be plucked and mashed into a bolognaise sauce, Vinj's head disappears behind the door way and whispers loudly into the ether… whisper…loudly…? Yeah. Vinj: What are you doing? I said I'd do that thing and then you'd come in an- Vinj pauses to listen to audible sounds of 'nothing'. An imaginary person perhaps? The wind? Or maybe Stone Cold Steve Austin's acting career? Vinj: You're so gonna get stabbed. Vinj tucks his hands into his pant pockets – he's wearing beige cargo's and what would look to be a former Vietnam veteran, and current hoboes* **, army vest over the top of bare skin – and slumps himself into a black leather chair that neighbours a Japanese fern by the door. Onikage then slowly, as if on a silent parade, ventures into the room. With poise and authority, Onikage stumps his palms onto the edge of the desks and leans towards his nemesis – his sentence turning into a giant red-y grin. Onikage: Any more soldiers you'd like to hand me? Vinj: Oh, dude, seriously, I made the best eggs today. Cut up the toast into soldiers and dipped that sucker like I was drowning a bag of kittens into hot-AH LA-VA. Both Onikage and a slightly paler Boss, though no less engorged with hatred, tilt their heads around to the Reject's new recruit. Vinj's selective obliviousness seems to have taken a dive and he recluses back into the squeaky dead cow skin. Vinj: You said soldiers…just…reminded me…s'all. Vinj's pupil's flutter toward his upwardly angled eyebrows as Onikage and Boss turn back to each other. Boss: This isn't over. Onikage: THIS… Onikage pushes himself off the desk and outstretches his arms to indicate a large area mass. Onikage: …hasn't even beguh- The digital sounds of Japanese gaming, ages 8 and up, rudely interrupt Onikage mid-syllable. It's now that we find Vinj standing behind Onikage with both hands raised up in the air, one fisted and one holding a hand held gaming system. Vinj: Speak it brother. I feel it. Right here. Vinj fists his heart with his closed fist. A moment doesn't pass before Vinj lowers his other hand and becomes face to face with his own Japanese rival in the form of a gameboy. Vinj: Take that pika-bitch! I burned you! And the pain hasn't even be-GUN! Vinj throws his hand held gaming system onto the ground and flexes his arms forward in Hulk-like fashion. Vinj: URRRRGH!! In one movement Vinj turns with his palm back in the air. Vinj: Up here, Oni! Vinj is left hanging as Onikage remains emotionless towards his team'mate'. But Vinj doesn't seem to take the hint and continues on this down hill slope as he bends over the desk and whispers to his Boss…the FIW one, not the umm…Reject…one. Vinj: Why's he so pale? Am I right? Am I RIGHT? Vinj weezes out a 'up here' through his non-vocal laughter as he bends even further over the desk to offer the Boss a high five. But alas, it would seem that Vinj is left wanting once more. Vinj: That's IT! You're alllll gonna get stabbed! Each and every one of you! Vinj finally catches the proverbial 'drift' and awkwardly floats out of the daggers being thrown at him and towards the couch. Vinj: I'll be here if anyone needs me. Vinj crosses his arms high over his chest, leaving Onikage to engage the Boss once more…only to find him smirking like a mofo. Boss: Good luck with that. The Boss nods subtley but ever so smugly towards Vinj as the camera turns to see the Blue Fuzz curling over the arm of the chair and midway through a staring contest with the plant next to his seat. Vinj: Green doesn't suit you my good friend. Vinj flicks out a pocket knife and makes gestures to threaten the plant before Onikage finally becomes fed up, indicated by the white of his pupils becoming even…whiter. Onikage makes an about-face and exits the room, leaving the Boss to his smugy grin as Vinj clambers to his feet, reaching for his hand held gaming system before exiting into the doorway. Vinj: HEY! Come back! I had a whole exit planned! Don't make me stab…uhh… Vinj looks around for something to stab but comes up with naught. Vinj: Spose I should space my threats out a little more. And with that Vinj races down the hall to catch up with his leader, all the while fighting off invisible offenders with his knife. Fuzzzzzzz. * I mean no disrespect to Vietnam veterans. ** Sorry for stealing your thing, Dai. Won't happen again. |
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