|
Post by Darkwarrior on Jun 16, 2005 7:51:30 GMT -5
I'll start, because nobody else is mad enough to.
Anyone can be anyone they like. The only rule is, it must be random, OOC and plain daft. If you think of something like "Then Vergil walked in and dried his socks in the toaster." Then that is fine.
There is no plot, but if you wish to try and add one, be my guest, the outcome could be quite funny XD
This is here for when the seriousness of other RPG's gets too much and you just ned to blow off some steam ^-^
|
|
|
Post by Darkwarrior on Jun 16, 2005 7:55:14 GMT -5
Dante sat, feet lazily resting on his desk. The phone started to ring. As Dante leaned forward to pick up the reciever, Trish rushed in with her mobile phone in one hand and an icecream cone in the other. Dumping the icecream cone upside down on Dante's head, she ran off laughing. "Ha, distraction tactics work every time!"
|
|
|
Post by paintballwarrior on Jun 16, 2005 11:49:58 GMT -5
((OOC: just make me post, why don't you. I was having fun lurking XD))
Vergil stalked into the room, and stood in the doorway in a scary, antagonistic, way.
"Dante. Do not answer your phone; using my demon powers, I can sense that on the other end of that phone there is an old lady asking for us to help her find her lost cat."
He stared at his brother. "I greatly dislike cats. I'm more of a bird person, myself."
Then he left the room, in a scary, antagonistic, way.
|
|
|
Post by Aisu Youkai on Jun 16, 2005 12:02:09 GMT -5
Dante rubbed his head and felt the ice cream still lodged there. He grabbed a chunk as best as he could, made a motion as if he were gonna throw at Trish, then decided better of it. Instead he started licking the ice cream off his hand. "Hey, Trish. Thanks."
Trish looked at him in digust before suddenly grinning and bouncing over to him. She started to lick Dante's hair when suddenly the door opened and Lady walked in. Lady stared for a second at the awkward position Trish had gotten herself into to lick Dante's hair (don't ask me why she didn't just stand behind him, she just didn't!) and pouted. "Aww... that's not fair. I wanted to sit in Santa's lap first!"
|
|
|
Post by Darkwarrior on Jun 17, 2005 19:04:42 GMT -5
Trish looked quizzically at Lady. "I though Vergil was here? Oh well"
She growled at Lady. "My icecream."
|
|
|
Post by Aisu Youkai on Jun 17, 2005 22:23:40 GMT -5
Lady huffs and crosses her arms. "But he's craaaanky..." Yet she stomps off towards the back to find and bug him anyway.
Dante frowns, watching her while still licking his fingers. Trish resumes licking Dante's hair. Suddenly a thought occurs to Dante. "Hey, wait. This is MY ice cream."
"I'm the one who got it."
"But you gave it to me!"
"Well, I didn't mean to."
He sputters for awhile. "Well... well... then you can just sleep outside tonight like a dog!" He gets up and tosses her out the door. He returns to his desk, dusting off his hands.
Outside, Trish looks up to curious eyes. "You too?" She simply nods in response to Lucia's question.
|
|
|
Post by Darkwarrior on Jun 21, 2005 10:21:32 GMT -5
Lucia, deciding she'd had enough of Danye throwing the girls out of the place, ate a jam sandwich she removed from her back pocket, defiantly.
Trish decided to do something more effective. she took a small chisel from her back pocket and began chipping the wall, with the intent of spelling out 'DANTE SMELLS'
|
|
|
Post by Aisu Youkai on Jun 21, 2005 10:31:39 GMT -5
Meanwhile, Lady had managed to sneak up on Vergil while he was pondering his next move in chess against... well, himself. Lady shook her head sadly at his attempt at fun and pounced him from her hiding spot.
Vergil went 'complat' on the floor and proceeded to give one of the most girly screams a person has ever heard. Upon hearing this, Dante rushed to the room. He glared down at Lady atop his brother with a frown. Shrugging, he flew at them. "Dog pile!!!"
|
|
|
Post by Darkwarrior on Jun 21, 2005 10:36:20 GMT -5
Vergil, crush underneath Dante and Lady's bodies, antagonistically poked Lady in the eye and rmoved Dante's left boot and sock. Throwing the other two off of him, he ran to the bathroom and threw the sock and boot into the bath. Which had been mysteriously filled with water by someone unknown...
|
|
|
Post by Aisu Youkai on Jun 21, 2005 10:43:01 GMT -5
Dante, shrieking, picked himself up and hobbled to the bathroom after Vergil. Looking into the water-filled tub he slowly sank to his knees and began to cry. Dramactically he called out to his fallen 'comrade.' "Why? I don't understand why? Why did this have to happen? What did you ever do to deserve this fate?" He carefully lifted the soggy sock and cuddled it to his form. "What did you ever do to deserve so punishment!"
Vergil stood apathetically to the side watching his brother in unamusement. Then he began to carefully groom himself... like a cat.
|
|
|
Post by Darkwarrior on Jun 21, 2005 10:58:13 GMT -5
Trish had after insulting Dante through the careful chiselling of his masonry, had bypassed the door by chiselling a hole in the wall. She and Lucia, who had finished her sandwich, went in.
Hearing the pitiful moans, laughed as they realised Vergil must have thrown his sock into the bath again and proceeded to sneekily take his other socks from a draw and toast them under the grill.
|
|
|
Post by Aisu Youkai on Jun 21, 2005 11:19:23 GMT -5
Vergil stopped grooming, his hand paused as his tongue began to lick it once more before peening his hair, and stood still a moment. Sniffing the air cautiously, he turned around and walked from the room to join in on the toasted sock fun.
Dante continued to pamper his fallen comrade until the smell of burning fabric caught his attention. Wiping the tears from his eyes, he grabbed his shoe, put it on hurriedly, and then squashed his way to the kitchen, wet shoe squishing the entire time. Screaming more girly-like than Vergil before him, he raced to his socks and began throwing them away from the grill, hoping to save them.
Just as quickly as Dante threw them off, the girls threw them back on...
|
|
|
Post by Darkwarrior on Jun 21, 2005 12:07:49 GMT -5
Lucia cackled at Dante's futile attempts at saving his socks. Trish left the room to go and play ping pong on the pool table.
|
|
|
Post by Aisu Youkai on Jun 21, 2005 12:11:38 GMT -5
Vergil dodged around the two left's antics and reached into the icebox. He grabbed a popsicle, ate about half of it, then stuck the rest down Dante's shirt.
|
|
|
Post by Darkwarrior on Jun 21, 2005 12:19:59 GMT -5
Trish was having trouble with the ping pong as it is a difficult game to play with only one person.
She decided to use Alastor as a bat and hit the ball at Vergil's head as he walked into the room.
|
|