Lt. Carter Blake (
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2013-05-31 01:14 am
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[6] Action for Violet/Everywhere [Fourth Wall Event]
[Blake is in his apartment minding his own business when there's a flash of light.]
When it fades, nothing seems different for a minute. All's normal and as it should be, everything in its place. After a second, it sinks in. There's something that's been out of place for months, and all of a sudden the feeling of nakedness is gone.]
[He pats his side, and there's the good, reassuring weight of his gun, right where it should be. He takes it out to give it a look over, and it's exactly as he remembers it. He puts it back and feels more himself than he has since he got to this damn place.]
[That's when he notices there's a lot of strange noises outside.]
[Blake opens the door and steps out.]
[He takes a good look at around.]
[He thinks it over.]
Nope.
[He turns around to go back inside.]
When it fades, nothing seems different for a minute. All's normal and as it should be, everything in its place. After a second, it sinks in. There's something that's been out of place for months, and all of a sudden the feeling of nakedness is gone.]
[He pats his side, and there's the good, reassuring weight of his gun, right where it should be. He takes it out to give it a look over, and it's exactly as he remembers it. He puts it back and feels more himself than he has since he got to this damn place.]
[That's when he notices there's a lot of strange noises outside.]
[Blake opens the door and steps out.]
[He takes a good look at around.]
[He thinks it over.]
Nope.
[He turns around to go back inside.]
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[Blake waves his arms in a shooing motion. He's never seen this kind of Pokemon before. Damn thing must have slipped in while he had the door open.]
Damn it, what kind of idiot lets their animals go off breaking and entering?
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Sir?
If he looks back, he would see a girl in black clothing with a bag on her back. The leather jacket may give off a tough impression but her face looks totally innocent. Maybe.]
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[The stubborn anger on his face fades.]
Yeah?
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Hiya.
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[Blake tries to sound less harsh than usual.] Hey, watch it, I didn't see you there.
You lost, kid?
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IT'S HICCUP. AND A BUNCH OF TERRIBLE TERRORS SCRATCHING TO GET IN.]
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[Blake's gaze is not entirely taking all of this in.]
[all he manages is] Knew I should've used the fucking peephole.
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Surely this thing walking nearby is worth staying outside long enough for a second look?]
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[Blake's brain is doing its very best to protect itself by filtering out as much of the full significance of things as possible.]
Quit clanking around, jackass!
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Party at Blake's house tonight!Guess who materialized right in your apartment after the white flash of light?Rude blinks and takes one uneasy step back; what the hell just happened!? One moment he's about to walk into the Unown ruins, and the next he's in someone's house.]
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[NO ONE IS INVITED][Blake nearly runs smack into the guy.]
Who the hell are you?
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A red-head in a green cloak is sitting on the ground with his back to the door, focused on a particularly large tree. Blake might also notice a Solrock floating off to the side, watching him. Just watching him. Motionlessly staring at him. Turning its body to continue to watching Blake if he moves.]
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[Wait.]
[Blake turns back, the skin on the back of his neck crawling.]
What are you doing here?
[Clearly this is his fault.]
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As soon as Blake turns to head back inside, there's a snowball headed for the back of his head. And Jack's got really good aim.
If Jack's lucky, some of it'll even go down his shirt.]
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[Something cold smacks into the back of his head. Slush drops right into his collar.]
[Blake whirls around on pure instinct] You little punk!
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There mass spread of red leaves spread all across the policeman's floor. There is a man standing right beside his couch. He looks intrigued. He taps his collarbone as his head turns around to get a good look at the place.]
The coffee was right, Zach. Looks like we made a wrong turn after all.
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[Slowly, he looks down.]
Oh god damn it.
[He glares at the intruder.] My name's not Zach, and sweep this crap out of my living room!
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[Action - Violet]
But Minato was nothing if not a quick learner, and the relief of having his abilities back quickly cancelled out any ill side effects. They were normal again!
Something was obviously wrong though, and he'd decided to head out into town to see for himself and talk to the others, hoping to find some answers.
...And to place his Hiraishin tags around, chakra "ink" flowing from his fingertips and disappearing into the sides of buildings, leaving behind temporary seals he could return to.]
Ah- wait!
[Trying not to look like he had been doing anything too suspicious, he stepped back from a wall and raised an arm to wave, trying to get Blake's attention.]
You're still here... do you know what happened?
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Yeah I'm here, where else would I be?
[He does his best to look around as little as possible.]
Hell if I know. Something's gone even weirder than usual, and I am not dealing with this shit.
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The next one sounds a little bigger. Again, no sign.
The third time, a Dodrio crashes through the window with a squawk from all three of its heads and proceeds to flip its shit as well a three-headed ostrich in your living room probably would.
A scarlet mop of hair peers up over the top of the now destroyed window.]
Hehehehehe!
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[Okay, nothing there. He mutters at the window.] Real funny.
[He goes back to stolidly ignoring this shit until it goes away. He opens a newspaper]
[at the next noise, he growls] Cut that shit out.
[He's just settling in and thinking whatever idiot it is has gone away.]
[Glass shatters and a three-headed ostrich crashes into his apartment.]
[Carter jumps to his feet] WHAT THE FUCK?!
[And now he's yelling and beating at all three of the damn things heads with the newspaper]
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First off, it's supposed to be pink elephants, and secondly, I'm not anywhere near drunk enough to be seeing any.
I can work on that, though.
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Thor waves cheerfully from across the way, dressed in his full Asgardian armor with cape and helm, and Mjolnir at his side.]
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[On physical instinct, Blake waves back.]
Nice hat.
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Ugh, this is the absolute worst part of these things...
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[At the sight of the pile of quivering silver something, his brain shuts down a little more.]
[His voice is odd and calm.] Taking your blob for a walk?
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I see so much of that!
[It sounds happily bewildered for whatever it's exclaiming about.]
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[It's furry. And it talks.]
[A million questions come to mind, but the first one to emerge is]
How'd you get in the door?
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Whoops never mind that inadvertent moodswing
It is minded like it never was.
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Shiva, Blake! You shouldn't sneak up on a person like that!
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[Before he can draw, her hand falls away and he recognizes her.]
Val? What are you doing here?
Shit, don't do that. I could've shot you.
I'm not sneaking up on anybody. This is my apartment.
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Blake? Would you be a dear and help me with something, please?
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[Blake opens the door and doesn't see anybody.]
[He looks down.]
[There's a long, quiet moment.]
[He closes the door.]
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