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mayfield_rpg2012-03-22 01:30 pm
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3rd Purification: Ghost Buster Django (Mood slime day 3)
Action: Around town
(Day three of this madness and Django here has been doing battle with it since. It's on this day that Dr. Egon developed something to battle the effects of the angry slime, leaving the solar boy all too willing to help.
...okay, now to the good part. You'll probably see this guy speeding through the streets of Mayfield on his sexy new bike with his long, red scarf flowing in the wind. And yes, his bike has guns attached to it; guns that shoot solar bullets! He's also shooting down ghosts with his own solar gun, so anyone can see that this guy is on a mission.
He also has a vacuum cleaner provided by Dr. Egon to help him with his work. Overall, Django is looking totally badass as he makes short work of the ghosts while spraying happy slime on anyone with angry slime. You'll see him on the road as he slowly, but surely gets the done.)
(Day three of this madness and Django here has been doing battle with it since. It's on this day that Dr. Egon developed something to battle the effects of the angry slime, leaving the solar boy all too willing to help.
...okay, now to the good part. You'll probably see this guy speeding through the streets of Mayfield on his sexy new bike with his long, red scarf flowing in the wind. And yes, his bike has guns attached to it; guns that shoot solar bullets! He's also shooting down ghosts with his own solar gun, so anyone can see that this guy is on a mission.
He also has a vacuum cleaner provided by Dr. Egon to help him with his work. Overall, Django is looking totally badass as he makes short work of the ghosts while spraying happy slime on anyone with angry slime. You'll see him on the road as he slowly, but surely gets the done.)
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A difference Django takes advantage of! He readies it and once Hajime gets close enough, the solar boy is going to hose him down with
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He's close now, close enough that he's jumping up in the air with the clear intention of Rider Kicking Django off the bike.]
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With Hajime in midair, Django tilts the vacuum nozzle upwards and fires the happy slime directly at him!)
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But now?
He feels AWESOME. And he's just sort of lying there grinning up at the sky. Maybe Django should check and see if he's okay? He's not moving much...]
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He's getting off of his bike and going for a closer look. He isn't sure just how happy the stuff is supposed to make him, so watching this guy go from scary monster to grinning
dumbassbystander is unnerving.)Umm...are you alright?
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I'm WONDERFUL!
[Oh, yes. Something's very wrong. Watch out, Django, he's coming over to throw a friendly arm over your shoulder!]
Say, you have a great bike. It's really wonderful. Everything is wonderful, isn't it?
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Just going to duck under that friendly arm, as rude a gesture as that is. He can't get himself slimed now! There's still so much work to do!)
Thanks...it's a very trustworthy bike. Things could be better, but wonderful is close enough.
Anyway, I should really get going. Sorry about having to shoot you like that! (Inching towards his bike now...)
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Oh, hey, wait! Don't you want to go bowling or talk bikes or something?
[Run.]
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...well, take care! May the sun be with you!
(Django hops on that bike and drives off like never before. This happy slime is scary stuff...)
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Bye! Take care!
[Use that power well, Django, for it is mighty...mighty terrifying, that is. Slimy Hajime decides he should head home, and he's whistling a happy tune as he starts to head back that way.]
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Ironic that it started with a confrontation with Hajime; now it looked like it would end with one.)
And here I thought I wouldn't have to bump into you until you at least showered...
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[He's grinning and waving at her like an idiot for a couple of moments before pretty much launching himself at her in a hug. Note that he's covered in slime, the back half of his clothing is singed from the explosion, and he's picked up a bunch of new cuts and bruises from various misadventures through his two-day rampage. Also, he hasn't showered in a while.]
I haven't seen you in FOREVER!
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(Oh god, he's grinning!? This is a fake-out, right? If it is, it's working. Kreutzer's backing away very slowly right now.)
...what's wrong with you?
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Nothing's wrong with me! I feel great! Happy to be alive! Happy to see you again!
[And, alarmingly enough, he's trying for another hug.]
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You're never happy. We argue, you throw tables at me and I try to blow you up. That's not happy; you have no excuse to be happy.
(Still backing away while her dolls aren't too sure what to do.)
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[And what's that unusual noise he's making? OH MAN HE JUST LAUGHED.]
That dress looks great on you, by the way. That's one of the ones you made yourself, right? You're really talented!
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Umm...thanks. I'd really love to not get slime on it; I don't know how difficult it is to clean off of clothes...
(Which translates into she is very vulnerable for a hug right now.)
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Come here, you!
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...but suddenly, she doesn't mind. The hug eventually gets welcomed...and returned. GOD WHAT IS SHE DOING THIS IS HORRIFYING)
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HUGZ TIEM NAO.Hajime is absolutely delighted Kreutzer's returning the hug, and he hugs her tighter.]See? Isn't this much better than throwing things at each other?
[The horror, the horror...]
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It's...really not so bad. I might even say it's enjoyable.
(Dear no a smile. SOMEONE END THEIR SUFFERING!)
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[He's got his arm around her now and he's holding her pretty tightly as he starts walking back in the direction of home.]
Hey, when we get back home, why don't we get cleaned up and go out to dinner somewhere while the kitchen's being repaired? My treat!
[Someone hasn't been home in a couple of days and has no idea the kitchen's self-repairing.]
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I think I'd like that. We could use some relaxation and romance.
(Leaf is blissfully unaware of what's going on and can only go "aww" while the other dolls simply facepalm or groan in annoyance. Not like they can do anything about this...)
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[And he's grinning even bigger now, if that were possible. They continue home in this peaceful, somewhat sickening manner. Upon arriving at the house, Hajime reluctantly detaches himself from Kreutzer.]
Just let me get cleaned up, and I'll be ready to go!
[And so Hajime gets the shower he's needed for a few days now. As the slime washes off, he becomes aware of what has just happened over the past few days, and he really feels like he might vomit there for a few moments. He's also aware of the fact that he's pretty much covered in new scrapes and bruises from all the rampaging he's been doing. He hurts all over and would really like to just pass out on the couch now.
With his normal scowl returned to its rightful (and far less terrifying) place, Hajime emerges from the bathroom, still wondering what the heck he was thinking talking to Kreutzer like that earlier. The thought makes him want to jump into the shower again.]
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But thankfully, her dolls aren't slimed and are fully aware of how wrong this is. So Assam, like the resourceful doll she is, convinces the others to fill up as many buckets with water as they can so they can wash the slime off of Kreutzer.
Slight time transition and they toss the water at their creator, shaking it off as she slowly, but surely comes to her senses. Simply put, she's disgusted.
She hugged that zombie. And he hugged her. And she dared mention romance around him? She's shuddering more from discomfort than the cold.
And her dress? Forget about it; she ripped that thing off and wrapped herself in layers of towels and blankets; she'd never wear that thing again. She just wants to go back to her room, lock herself in there and forget this day ever happened.)
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