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 Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 5:19 pm
Neduls is currently curled up into a very tight ball in the darkest crevice of BB's beach house because she dislikes the brightness of the beach on a nice day. "******** the world.." she grumbled.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 1:37 am
"That could take some time," says a mysterious figure lurking in the second darkest corner of the beach house.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 7:09 am
Vine rides out onto the beach riding a wild cougar that's kicking and screaming. "Hi everybody!!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 5:18 pm
Setting up his beach towel and umbrella on the submarine deck, Blade waves to Vine.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 11:00 am
She stretches out her legs and arms, then shifts into a new position before she finally answered the dark voice. "But it would be soo much fun."
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 8:46 pm
"Think about all the STDs you'd contract. Think all he horrible, misshapen, diseased phalluses you'd be forced to deal with. Sounds veritably atrocious to me." The figure is hardly visibly, only a shape against the backdrop of the walk-in freezer in the basement which contains the two darkest corners in the beach house. "It's really, really cold by the way."
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 1:39 pm
"That's what a d***o is for." She told the shadow man with a twisted grin on her face. She once more readjusted herself to watch him. "If you're cold then you should leave, or leave to go find a coat, or leave."
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 6:38 pm
*Throws granades everywhere*
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 10:30 pm
They explode harmlessly on the beach, making large, blackened indentations. "Hey! Stop that!" Blade calls from the deck of the nuclear submarine. "Those are my grenades, and this is my beach!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 3:32 am
Is everything on your beach yours?
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 3:40 pm
Holding a megaphone. "Well technically, everything here belongs to THG. The guild basically owns an entire peninsula in Gaia. But certain bylaws in the rules have been used to appropriate this land to me. As a result, any non-organic matter that enters the property is technically mine until it leaves. Alamoria! Stop wearing my clothes!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 4:19 pm
She comes out of the darkness of the basement. "So what if I was a robot? Does that mean you technically own me?" She asks looking a bit offended.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 4:22 pm
Through the megaphone. "Please direct all questions to my lawyer. He's probably in the walk-in freezer in the basement."
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 4:29 pm
*Vine starts eating all the nuclear material in the submarine*
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 4:32 pm
Black Vine *Vine starts eating all the nuclear material in the submarine* Blade calmly drinks martinis on the deck, completely unaware that Vine has managed to cross the expanse of water between the beach and the sub and ENTER the submarine without Blade's noticing.
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