Personification Life - Part Deux

by **Swith Witherward** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:03 am

Cerillium wrote:Naomi was tucked into bed.

"Go to sleep."

He moved to his work area and sat in the old recliner.

"I'm not sleepy," she yawned. "And why are you making all that noise? Can't you make the clicks and crap stop? It's annoying. You're annoying."

She pulled the blanket over her head and grumbled a few more unintelligible words about him.

OOC: it's almost as bad as that time Bliss and Brunt tried to kill each other with socks.

by **Cerillium** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:08 am

(OOC: Brunt won that sock fight.)

Ceril would have sighed if he had lungs. He focused on shutting down unnecessary routines to quiet the noise.

"Naomi, good night."

by **Monfrox** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:11 am

The User, who's tears were pouring down into her lap from running off the desk, had drank a total of six bottles of vodka. She tried to get out of her chair to go up to bed but tripped and fell into the table, leaving a small cut on her head. She passed out in a pool of her own tears, and eventually vomit, under the dining room table.

by **Swith Witherward** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:13 am

Cerillium wrote:(OOC: Brunt won that sock fight.)

Ceril would have sighed if he had lungs. He focused on shutting down unnecessary routines to quiet the noise.

"Naomi, good night."

"Goodnight, Ceril," she yawned once more. "And you stay over there."

She turned over and wrapped the blanket around her. Sleep quickly overtook her and she drifted off into odd dreams.

by **Cerillium** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 2:39 am

He thought her request odd. He wasn't certain of her meaning. He decided that she meant for him to remain to protect her. Where else would I go?

It galled him. He hadn't been paid for his prior work. Now he was being asked to take on additional duties for this thing - this Swith fracture? It insulted his pride.

I am not your flunky.

He rose and approached the bed. He squatted down to be on her level and his hand lifted the blanket so he could peer at her face. It was his intention to tell her off.

She was out cold. Her face was identical to his employer's, that cheeky bitch god. The solution was simple: he would wake her and demand payment from her. A hard, metallic finger prodded her cheek.

by **Swith Witherward** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 3:16 am

Cerillium wrote:He thought her request odd. He wasn't certain of her meaning. He decided that she meant for him to remain to protect her. Where else would I go?

It galled him. He hadn't been paid for his prior work. Now he was being asked to take on additional duties for this thing - this Swith fracture? It insulted his pride.

I am not your flunky.

He rose and approached the bed. He squatted down to be on her level and his hand lifted the blanket so he could peer at her face. It was his intention to tell her off.

She was out cold. Her face was identical to his employer's, that cheeky bitch god. The solution was simple: he would wake her and demand payment from her. A hard, metallic finger prodded her cheek.

Naomi had been dreaming of Rachelle, her bubbly laugh chasing her in a game of hide and seek. She allowed the little girl to find her, and she tackled her with glee. Auntie Naomi, happy to ply the child with kisses and bits of candy... because, of course, it was up to Bran to get her to sleep during a sugar high. Rachelle touched her face and Naomi smiled.

She pressed her face to the back of Ceril's hand and placed her own hand on his wrist. She couldn't understand why Rachelle was so cold. She sung in her twilight state, soothing the girl in her dreams, content to hold Rachelle.

by **Cerillium** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 4:09 am

Ceril felt as if he'd kicked a puppy.

Shit.

He kicked it but it returned to curl up at his feet.

Fucking puppy. Piss off. Let go.

He could easily snap her neck and be done with her. Ceril immediately regretted the hostile thought.

How do I get my hand back?

He remained in his squat and studied her face. It shared Swith's features but little else. It was a gentle and loving face. She was singing a lullaby to him.

Absurd.

All she asked for was protection. He had chosen to harass her over money instead. She wasn't his employer. She was just a very sweet girl with a pretty voice. "And you stay over there," she told him because...

She wasn't employing him. She had implied he keep his distance because he was male. He would have slammed his palm into his forehead but the appendage was currently being used as a pillow.

Ceril used his free hand to carefully pry her own from his wrist. He felt like an asshole when he saw her smile. He dropped the blanket over her head. He returned to his chair and realized his last action wasn't to avoid her expression. He'd covered her because she was pretty.

I'll stay out here. The cyborg sheepishly left the room.

by **Giovenith** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 6:22 am

Mandicoria wrote:
Giovenith wrote:She nodded. "Indeed. Oh hello Bran!"

"Then let us go!" Mandi stated as he starting walking off

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:
Swith Witherward wrote:"We already have one running around. Plus we have all your Girl Scouts." She looked at the girls and cringed. No, she didn't want one. Little girls were evil.

"Well, I've interrupted your meeting. Sorry about that." Naomi smiled at the monst- girls.

"Go home and get some sleep, doctor's orders. We'll discuss this more when you sober up." Gretta said.

"Grettaaaaa, I'm here!" said Giovenith, tentively walking in.

by **The BranRiech** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 7:48 am

Monfrox wrote:The User, who's tears were pouring down into her lap from running off the desk, had drank a total of six bottles of vodka. She tried to get out of her chair to go up to bed but tripped and fell into the table, leaving a small cut on her head. She passed out in a pool of her own tears, and eventually vomit, under the dining room table.

After an actually nice night of sleep, Rylli decided to let Bran stay back with Rachelle. She walked upstairs, made some Coffee, and went to her seat. She didn't notice the broken bottles all around until she noticed the odd smell coming from under their table.

"Wake up you!" She yelled, trying to get the girl to wake up.

by **Dabfia** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:18 am

Dab-3 walks out of his room with Evil Dab.
"I call bullshit, i killed 4 more then you did." Evil Dab said
"Nope. I had three more then you" Dab said as the two walked down the hallway.

by **Mandicoria** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:25 am

Giovenith wrote:-snip-

Mandi quickly pulled out a bottle of wine, and a glass "I always keep these on me" he said as he walked in with a smug-ish look.

by **Tsuyoi Tekikoku** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:27 am

The BranRiech wrote:
Monfrox wrote:The User, who's tears were pouring down into her lap from running off the desk, had drank a total of six bottles of vodka. She tried to get out of her chair to go up to bed but tripped and fell into the table, leaving a small cut on her head. She passed out in a pool of her own tears, and eventually vomit, under the dining room table.

After an actually nice night of sleep, Rylli decided to let Bran stay back with Rachelle. She walked upstairs, made some Coffee, and went to her seat. She didn't notice the broken bottles all around until she noticed the odd smell coming from under their table.

"Wake up you!" She yelled, trying to get the girl to wake up.

"tsu walks into the dining room"
Hey Their i dont remeber seeing you........................"falls on her face and notices the vomit"
GROSS! WHO DRUNK TO MUCH!?

by **Giovenith** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:31 am

Mandicoria wrote:
Giovenith wrote:-snip-

Mandi quickly pulled out a bottle of wine, and a glass "I always keep these on me" he said as he walked in with a smug-ish look.

"Is it really in the best interest to be drinking around small children?"

by **Dabfia** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:33 am

"I'm still not used to looking at you in your new body dab" Evil Dab said.
"I bet probably no one knows its me, considering only primordial and you have seen me like this." Dab said.
Meanwhile.
"The peace of the morning. Besides all the cars roaring by down there." Tony said standing on the edge of the roof looking down. Tony watched a person on a motorcycle evade cars. "Just wait till he gets hit. When he does, thats Karma for going past red lights"

by **Mandicoria** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:34 am

Giovenith wrote:"Is it really in the best interest to be drinking around small children?"

"I honestly do not have a single care for these "Children" you speak of." Mandi replied while drinking wine "Hopefully John comes back so I remove his head, I really want him as a trophy." He said to himself with an evil-ish smirk

by **Giovenith** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:42 am

Mandicoria wrote:
Giovenith wrote:"Is it really in the best interest to be drinking around small children?"

"I honestly do not have a single care for these "Children" you speak of." Mandi replied while drinking wine "Hopefully John comes back so I remove his head, I really want him as a trophy." He said to himself with an evil-ish smirk

"Taking too many heads oft leads to Fate taking ye own," she sniffed. "The last laugh is reserved for Death, not the Killer, though many forget this."

by **Mandicoria** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:46 am

Giovenith wrote:"Taking too many heads oft leads to Fate taking ye own," she sniffed. "The last laugh is reserved for Death, not the Killer, though many forget this."

"Ha, that is a wonderful little thing you said there. Humans and their fear of Mortality." he said while trying to keep a straight look on his face

by **Giovenith** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:47 am

Mandicoria wrote:
Giovenith wrote:"Taking too many heads oft leads to Fate taking ye own," she sniffed. "The last laugh is reserved for Death, not the Killer, though many forget this."

"Ha, that is a wonderful little thing you said there. Humans and their fear of Mortality." he said while trying to keep a straight look on his face

"Death takes more than mortals," she said. "Brownie?"

by **Mandicoria** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:49 am

Giovenith wrote:"Death takes more than mortals," she said. "Brownie?"

"No thank you" He replied "I'm trying to avoid sweets for a while. On a diet" Mandi took a sip of his wine

by **The BranRiech** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 9:07 am

Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:"tsu walks into the dining room"
Hey Their i dont remeber seeing you........................"falls on her face and notices the vomit"
GROSS! WHO DRUNK TO MUCH!?

"Who might you be?" Asked Rylli rather defensively

by **Giovenith** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 9:11 am

Mandicoria wrote:
Giovenith wrote:"Death takes more than mortals," she said. "Brownie?"

"No thank you" He replied "I'm trying to avoid sweets for a while. On a diet" Mandi took a sip of his wine

"But the Girl Scouts made these... special."

by **Mandicoria** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 9:13 am

Giovenith wrote:"But the Girl Scouts made these... special."

"Fine" He sighed as he took a brownie

by **Giovenith** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 9:17 am

Mandicoria wrote:
Giovenith wrote:"But the Girl Scouts made these... special."

"Fine" He sighed as he took a brownie

The brownie was quite good, but soon after, things began to get blurry, and it became harder to stand or pay attention.

"Hope you enjoyed that... I made them myself," she laughed, not entirely sounding like herself.

by **Mandicoria** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 9:18 am

Giovenith wrote:The brownie was quite good, but soon after, things began to get blurry, and it became harder to stand or pay attention.

"Hope you enjoyed that... I made them myself," she laughed, not entirely sounding like herself.

"What the..... uh.....my head..... dammit" Mandi collapsed, knocked out

by **The BranRiech** » Sat Nov 17, 2012 9:21 am

Feeling ignored, Rylli grabbed the User and scrubbed her off. She cleaned the cut on her forhead and mopped up the puke, glass, and the smell of broken dreams. She then stuck a post-it note on the User's forhead and went to find something else to do.

The Post-it note read: "Dear User, I know you had a rough night last night but try to pass out under a different table next time. Love, Rylli."

Feeling the need for a drink, Rylli hoofed it over to Chaos and sat down at the bar. She didn't try bothering the others as she sipped on her Beer.

Personification Life - Part Deux

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