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period race

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Author Topic: ABS FIESTA REDUX  (Read 1742876 times)


The action unfolds as Butch presents the weed wacker, which he promptly psyches the audience out and snaps in in half, using both ends as clubs. The commentator goes wild.

"HE'S GIVING FLEX THE DOUBLE WEED WACKER WHAMMY. HE'S BEATING THE stuff OUT OF HIM! BUT WAIT! LOOKS LIKE- OH MAN FLEX HAS GRABBED A MIDGET FROM THE AUDIENCE! HE IS NOW BLOCKING BUTCHES ATTACKS WITH THE MIDGET! THEY'RE MAKING GLADIATOR CLASHERS HISTORY!"

I roll my eyes.

"Everybody knows the midget is staged. This ain't no history."

"Yeah, like what are your chances of grabbing a midget?"

Nick strolls into the commons room, and notices his squad is watching the television. He exits the commons, and finds popcorn somewhere, before returning with it.

"Popcorn, anyone?"

Faw, who has been sitting on a separate couch, apart from the group, beckons to Nick. The couch creaks as Faw turns over to reach out his hand for popcorn.

"Here. Gimme some."

Over the din of the obviously staged entertainment, somebody observant might pick up the sound of a pair of Kintharians having an argument.

: [What the forget, you're going to just let those vultures take Mako's plane?]
: [Calm down, Yamato. The aircraft isn't just going to fly on its own, and just having it sit there collect dust is-]
: [Preferable to one of those asshats getting it blown to loving bits! Have you seen what those forgets do to aircraft? They might as well just strafe it themselves for how it's going to look in a week!]
: [Yamato-]
: [As though that loving darkie getting her and several others killed wasn't bad enough? Just gonna let forget-up squad disrespect her one more damn time?]
: [That is enough, Yamato. What Guerra did was deplorable, everybody knows that, but his actions shouldn't reflect on the entire squad. You're better than this, regardless of what the circumstances are, the aircraft is available.]
« Last Edit: May 04, 2015, 08:33:49 PM by xxxxkill »

"Can't wait for somebody to make a period joke."

While nobody is looking, Faw takes out a secret second remote (a month earlier he had rigged up the TV with a second, personal remote for stuffs and giggles) and changes the channel. He quietly slips it back into his pocket and goes back to beckoning Nick (gimme popcorn you son of a bitch!)

I walk closer to the pair of arguing pilots to see if I can hear them better.

Faw notices Yui walking towards the group of arguing pilots and rolls his eyes.

"I wouldn't go there if I were you... they sound like they're in heat."

Faw pauses, as if to think of something witty to say. Nothing comes to him.

"There's at least a 50% of one of them punching you in the face. Be warned."

Tippy was prepared to wreck into whoever changed the channel but had her attention diverted to Faw's statement.

I shout at Yui.

"Emotion is their primary fuel source. Don't pour gasoline on it by showing your beautiful face!"

I stroll past the kintharians storing the information. I had been listening from a corner. Usually good places to find information. What to DO with the info however is yet to be seen.

Retroactively made Raiden speak Kinth I mean no they always did what are you talking about

I walk closer to the pair of arguing pilots to see if I can hear them better.

: [And what if another one of those forgettards decides to go off the deep end again! There's already been two, and it's no secret that the one in the helmet's got problems! What then?]
: [Then the aircraft is damaged or destroyed.]
: [You're just going to accept that?]
: [Yes. I am. I'm upset that Hyuuga was killed too-]
: [Then why are you accepting this?]

The lighter-haired Kintharian inhales and sighs. It's not a sigh of agitation as much as a pause to collect her thoughts.

: [Because there's nothing I can do.]

I stroll past the kintharians storing the information. I had been listening from a corner. Usually good places to find information. What to DO with the info however is yet to be seen.

You don't hear stuff past the nip dong ching chongs.

'Darkie' isn't a term Faw is fond of, and it's one of the few Kinth terms he understands living on the base for a while. He decides, how immaturely, to even the terms a bit. He says something that many people would find offensive. To Faw, it's just fair.

"See if they'll take a puffer fish meal as a sign of your submission. If they can't eat it maybe they'll use it as a douche or something."
« Last Edit: May 04, 2015, 08:46:40 PM by ZombiLoin »

nip dong ching chongs.
Well then anyone observant wouldn't have really cared about what they were arguing over. SOOOO ok then.

'Darkie' isn't a term Faw is fond of, and it's one of the few Kinth terms he understands living on the base for a while.
Faw seems like the kind of person who would get upset at calling the French "frogs", or Brits "limeys", or Germans "krauts".