Standin' at the crossroads,

[not_a_bunny]

Who: Ickis and YOU!
When: about 10 pm Saturday Night
Where: Starting at the fountain
Style: Prose but I can match
Status: OPEN



“Ugh…w-what happened?” The last thing he recalled was walking back to the dorm rooms after a midday snack! Struggling to sit up a little he gave a shrill yelp as he fell back into the fountain. Thank Glog he could swim! A few panicked moments of splashing and sputtering and the little monster managed to get his balance. “Why is there a fountain in the midlde of the-” He stopped and stared ahead…as far as he knew…there, there wasn’t a fountain anywhere in the school.

That would mean that…”EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” he shriked and flailed a bit more before he managed to get out of the fountain. At least it was dark out! Not that it could really hide the panicking mess of monster pacing around the fountain. “T-there’s no way…the school doesn’t have a-a-a fountain…butiwasn’tanywherenearoneeither….EEEEEEE! I’M LOST! _{I’m lost}…I have no idea where I am and and, I don’t where anyone else is! What am I gonna do, what am I gonna do…!” His voice rose and fell in pitch as his panic spiked. Tugging on his ears, Ickis could only manage enough focus to not crash into the fountain he was pacing around.

That wasn’t enough focus to not trip over the SFC laying on the ground. His panic momentarily replaced by annoyance he growled and grabbed the starfish. “Stupid five-pointed fish! That really hurt.” He whined before grumbling a little. The little monster sat against the fountain, turning over the SFC and letting out a little gasp of wonder. “I-it’s a little TV!…Wooow I didn’t know they could be this small…” He turned it over again, “Or look like a fish.” He shrugged and turned back to the screen, poking the buttons. He giggled when the network came on, and after looking things over a bit he realized that it wasn’t a tv. “Hey…m-maybe this is uhm…oh what is it called…the-the screen! The one with the…a cram-pooter? Bradley said his dad…oh! Heheheh a computer.” Now he just had to figure out how to work the thing. At least he could walk back to the dump and fiddle around with it at the same time.

Comments

ahhhh my childhood *^*

[jagermeister]

If Grimmjow had a penny for every time he overheard a newcomer coming to terms with their new surroundings and/or revival, he'd have had at least enough to buy lunch for himself (and possibly one other person if he included the ones during his earlier visit to Vatheon). If he had one for every time said newcomer was some...

...Well.

He actually wasn't sure what this guy was--some sort of rabbit? Either way, he looked weak in his eyes. Weak. Pitiful. A coward. Clueless. Then again, he wasn't really one to talk a few years back when he first arrived. Still, it couldn't hurt to do what Celes had inadvertently passed down to him and be polite, right?

"..." What did he even say to somethi--someone like this? There was no hiding the faint sneer that crossed his face, along with a wince at the newcomer's change in pitch from time to time. Still, he had to try.

"Yer fuckin' loud, yanno that?"

...Alright, maybe it wasn't polite, but it was a start!

8D!!!

[not_a_bunny]

Ickis hadn't been paying attention, more focused on the fact that he had actual human technology in his claws!!! Of course, when Grimmjow spoke up Ickis startled. Giving a squeaked yelp he back tracked several paces, ears hanging down and staring up at the....human? He relaxed slightly and just peered up at the blue haired man.

"OH...uh...s-sorry?" His ears drooped a bit and he seemed torn between running and staying to talk more to this human. "I..." he squeaked, then cleared his throat to speak normally, "Ah, I've...never seen a human like you... you look almost...well." He grinned brightly, "normal."

so excited~

[jagermeister]

Normal... That's definitely a first. It looks like wearing human clothes was actually working when it came to blending in!

"Human, huh?" He couldn't but grin as he crouched down to get a better look at the odd little... not-rabbit-person-critter. This guy wasn't a Hollow, that's for sure. He didn't have the aura of one, nor did he feel like a threat. Relaxing a bit, the arrancar allowed his grin to grow a bit more "Compared to you, I may as well be normal," a pause, "What are you?"

yay x3 hope I do him justice!

[not_a_bunny]

Ickis nodded, stepping back a bit when the maybe-human got closer. Humans were interesting and all but he wasn't going to trust them right off the bat!

"Me?" He frowned a little, what did this guy think he was?...oh, no..maybe that was a question better left un asked. He chewed on his claw for a second before grinning and showing his own fangs, "Oh...uh, I'm a-a monster. Uhm...what about you?" Some humans had colored hair....but he'd never seen a human with teeth like that!

Hope you don't mind him coming in a little earlier. Like during Ickis' panicking

[420]

Gamzee was about to head for home (he had been wandering some, allowing his brain to just be chill while his feet did whatever they all fuckin' wanted) when he heard the shrill, panicky voice. He cocked his head a little in response, thought for a slow moment, before he changed his path, instead heading to the fountain. Sounded like some less-than-chill motherfucker was there now, some dude what really needed to help get his settle down on. And shit, Gamzee did like helping peeps out. Especially with finding their zone.

He made his way around the fountain, not nearly as bothered by the late hour as the average human might have been (trolls were still a nocturnal species, even if they had adopted a diurnal sleeping pattern here) and it didn't take him too long to spot the lil... hopbeast? Sure fuckin' did all seem like a hopbeast to Gamzee panicking his lil' long ears off.

Man, such a tiny motherfucker, for real, he better all had crouch down here. Get on level so they could fuckin' level.

Gamzee waited for a little break in the creature's panicked rambling, raising a hand when one came. "Hey bro, maybe you all oughta be getting your settle down on here. This ain't no place for motherfuckin' worries."

that's totally fine 8D

[not_a_bunny]

"EEEEEEEK!"

Suddenly speaking like that isn't helping him, especially since he's technically not supposed to be seen. Ickis just sort of looks up at Gamzee, but once he takes in the trolls features he relaxes and give a bit of a nervous giggle.

"ha, I-I thought you were a human." He covers his mouth, "N-not that you uhm l-look like one! I just thought with where I am t-t-t-that I'd run into one..." Though it might be wise not to mention the hopbeast thing quite yet.

"Uhm, hahaha, what?" There was a vague look of confusion on the little monsters face, how could he not panic? "But worry is what I do! I'm lost!" He jumped for emphasize before just grabbing his ears, "I don't know where I am and-and if the Gromble finds out I was out past curfew!" He visibly shuddered at the thought of what another tardy would cause his teacher to do to him.

[420]

Gamzee was very definitely not human. Not a monster either, technically, but not human at the very least.

The mention of the Gromble momentarily prickled a part of Gamzee's sluggish brain (he hadn't ever spoken to him... it?? but he had seen one of the Gromble's posts pass by him on the SFC) but he couldn't quite make the connection and the memory sank again. "I don't all know about this curfew bizzy, but you're in Vatheon, my man. You ain't lost, you just ain't all being where you was before."

[not_a_bunny]

Ickis lowered his hands, the panic turning to curiousity for the moment. His bigs flopped around as he really took in his surroundings. This really wasn't New York....the streets were too clean and....and last he had seen there weren't any fish in the sky.

"V-v-atheon?" He squeaked out, chewing on his claws, "B-b-but..." He just trailed off. He could argue it all he wanted but...the truth was there. He was no where near his dump.

"T-then, how do I get back? There, uhm, there has to be a-a-a way, right!?"

[420]

There couldn't be any fish in the skies over New York; the killer pigeons would eat them all.

He shook his head in response to the question. "Naw. Only way what you can go back is being if the motherfuckers in charge let you go back at where you was coming from." Getting all settled down at here was hard for a lot of motherfuckers, but shit, Gamzee wasn't Gamzee if he didn't wanna help him chill out a bit. "But shit, lil' man, it ain't all being so bad here. This hood is filled up tight with miracles everywhere you look. Plenty of motherfuckers to get all friendly with and you ain't even gotta pay for your grub or any of the stuff what your pump might be all in desiring of."

[not_a_bunny]

.....Pigeons are terrifying, clown man, absolutely terrifying....

"Really!?" His voice hit a rather high octave. He couldn't be stuck here, no way! There were pipes....all that water had to get to the fountain somehow right? The brimming panic slowed when Gamzee continued talking. Slowly Ickis ears rose in curiosity. The food thing wasn't too big a deal, Ickis never really had to pay for food. Just the more prepared stuff the monster world had.

"B-besides the food uhm, w-what else is there?"

[420]

Gamzee's claws scraped across the back of his neck, over the mark that had gotten stamped there so long again. "Shit, loads of stuff. All the shit what you and fuckin' want, a whole legion of bros to be befriending, and--" he motioned a little just idly in the air around them. "all these motherfuckin' miracles everywhere. Just everywhere you look, motherfuckin' miracles getting their mirthful twinkle on just up and waiting to surprise a brother with some new beautiful thing what life got in store for us."

Yes. Miracles. So many miracles.

He kinda let that beauty sink into his new tiny hopbeast bro, before he just hadda ask. "hey, what's your name, lil' dude? Tell a bro what he should be callin' you."