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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 2, 2005 18:34:09 GMT -5
Completely oblivious to the danger, as he never would've expected in a thousand years that some small-minded Stormtoad would mistake him for Bucky O'Hare, Renfield takes a small, unlabeled diskette out of his pocket and kneeling down, sticks it into a small crevice in the wall behind a particularly thick pipe. As he does so, he hums the jingle for some commercial from Toad TV. "Yeah," he says, standing and looking down at his suit, which is dusty from being inside the utility tunnel. He mutters to himself as he begins brushing the dirt off. "Warts Galore'll give you the warts you've always dreamed of... man, this suit's ruined. Oh, well." Turning to leave Renfield suddenly spots 44812 and stops in his tracks. He saw the blaster in 44812's hand and gulped. He was not so foolish as to come unarmed, but his blaster is in a shoulder holster underneath his suit jacket and wasn't exactly within easy reach. Had this guy followed him from the bar? What did he want? Renfield didn't like this one bit, as this Stormtoad could conceivably ruin all his carefully-laid plans! TBCB anybody, but especially Stormtoad 44812.
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Post by Claudia Carranza on Feb 4, 2005 8:08:19 GMT -5
The question on most everyone's mind is: how could Renfield, a greenish hare, NOT think he could be mistaken by the idiocy that is a stormtoad? Honestly? Watching, the toad's eyes sparkle greedily mimicking the sparkle of medals and awards he'll recieve when O'Hare's head is given to KOMPLEX. Grinning evilly, 44812 raised his blaster, barrel pointed so as to follow REnfield's warm-blooded heart. In the confinded space of the utility tunnel, Renfield's words echo just enough for the toad to pick a few here and there. "...give you...warts you've..dreamed of," were all he got, and that was enough to make the toad blink twice. Wobbly amphibian jaw drops slightly in shock, and wide eyes widen further. Staring at Renfield in disbelief, the toad shakes his head, whispering loudly, "It's a trick! O'Hare can't possibly know Prime Time's Line Up for this season." TBCB Renfield
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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 4, 2005 20:24:22 GMT -5
Renfield glowers. This is all he needs. Holding his hands up in the universal (Aniversal?) gesture of compliance, he approaches the confused Stormtoad. "Probably because I watch a lot of Toad TV," he said. "Yes, sir. Love that Verucca. What a dish."
He chuckled darkly. "And, for your information, Private 44812, I am not Bucky O'Hare. And you'd be doing both yourself and the Toad Empire a great, big, fat favor by lowering your weapon, turning around, and walking away. And, I might add, mentioning to absolutely no one that you saw me here... especially those, er, other mammals."
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Post by The psyko ninja rabbit 2000 on Feb 5, 2005 2:32:55 GMT -5
Meanwhile in the Bar
Damien is still watching the band and drinking on his drink still. Occasionally he looks around and sighs genlty.
"I wonder who all is here toady anyways." He thinks as he looks around.
He sees a few other mammals watching the band and shrugs.
"Lively bunch since that toad left." He thinks as he continues watching the lead singer adn female toad. "FOr a toad, she isn't half bad looking or i have had to much to drink."
Orders another drink.
TBCB anyone in the bar
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Post by Norris on Feb 7, 2005 12:58:17 GMT -5
As the band continues to play, a very attractive vixen walks into the bar wearing a skintight suit of dark blue with an officers' cap. Strutting towards the bar, she orders a Double Bourbon and gulps it down as though it were tap water. Noticing Damien, the vixen smiles playfully.
"Hey there handsome," she beams as she places one hand on her hip. "Mimis' the name. Who are you then, gorgeous?"
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Post by Claudia Carranza on Feb 7, 2005 22:20:01 GMT -5
The stormtoad is silent for a time, completely confused and taken aback by Renfield's little speech. One can almost see the wheels in his head turning round and round, round and round. The wheels in his head turn round and round, all through the morning. And now, a word from our sponsor! The business end of the blaster lowers a few inches and the toad blinks again, then pulls the blaster up again toward Renfield's chest again. "Don't. Try to confuse me, mammal!" TBCB Renfield OOC: Sorry for the delay in replying. Work's been a pain. And yes, I just realized I used the word again 3 times in the same sentence. >.< But, as tired as I am right now, I really don't think I'll be able to find a less awkward way to say it. So, yeah. Live with it. Senor writers need massive rewrites too. Hey, Rygar! Wanna edit my pose? XD
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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 7, 2005 22:30:47 GMT -5
Renfield frowned. Did he have to spell it out for this stupid fool? "I'm on your side, you Frelling Stormtoad!!!" he hissed quietly, knowing he would likely as not get into trouble for revealing himself this way, even to a fellow toad, but considering that his life is on the line with 44812 pointing a blaster at him, he was willing to take his chances.
"Now," he said, "I'm on a rather tight schedule, so if you don't mind, 44812, I would very much like you to step aside and let me pass." After a beat, he added, "And even if you don't believe me, do yourself a favor and don't fire. As you only confirmed Stormtoad aboard this station, the blatant murder of a mammalian Political Officer would not be good for you."
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Post by The psyko ninja rabbit 2000 on Feb 8, 2005 1:01:48 GMT -5
Damien's jaw drops in shock. THinking to himself, "Crap! Captain Mimi of the Screaming Mimi! Frell, it would have to be her! The only captian you feel guilty for hitting or shooting at!"
Blinks a couple of times and clears his throat, pointing at himself.
"Who me? Uhh, my name is umm, Tella. It is an honor to meet a famous captian of teh UAC fleet." He says to Mimi.
Quickly takes a nervous drink, almost choking on it.
TBCB Mimi
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Post by Norris on Feb 8, 2005 2:28:37 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you too, hunky." Mimi smiles as she pays for her drink. "What's all this I hear about a StormToad on Genus?"
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Post by The psyko ninja rabbit 2000 on Feb 8, 2005 3:45:35 GMT -5
Thinking, "Ok keep calm, It looks like she is buying it."
Out loud, "Huh? Oh yeah, he wasn in here a bit ago. I am guessing he was wanting to watch the band. Heard he had a few drinks and left." Damien replied and took another drink. "Why, you think he is up to something? I mean if you think about it, he is only one stormtaod. What could he do, smuggle at the most?"
TBCB Mimi
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Post by Norris on Feb 8, 2005 11:55:34 GMT -5
"I wasn't going to do anything sweetheart," Mimi smirks, swishing her tail to and fro. "I just like to stir up some gossip."
Taking another gulp of intoxicating liqeur, she gives a light belch. "Just got back from Orwell, and gee am I bushed!"
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Post by Kooshmeister on Feb 8, 2005 12:42:30 GMT -5
A short, plump toad wearing casual attire and an almost cartoonishly oversized polka-dotted bowtie enters the bar. His bulging amphibian eyes dart around nervously as he adjusts the hideous tie.
Right behind him are two other toads, these two almost as huge as Betelgeusians, extremely beefy and, curiously enough, naked except for some loin furs and upper body harnesses that seem to be constructed of welded-and/or-bolted-together metal bands, which do wonders to accentuate their ample muscles. Even curiouser is that the pair also wear standard Stormtoad battle helmets...
The bizarre trio seat themselves at an empty table in the back... well, empty once the two huge toads intimidate the former occupants into finding another table.
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Post by Claudia Carranza on Feb 8, 2005 15:11:43 GMT -5
Renfield frowned. Did he have to spell it out for this stupid fool? "I'm on your side, you Frelling Stormtoad!!!" he hissed quietly, knowing he would likely as not get into trouble for revealing himself this way, even to a fellow toad, but considering that his life is on the line with 44812 pointing a blaster at him, he was willing to take his chances. "Now," he said, "I'm on a rather tight schedule, so if you don't mind, 44812, I would very much like you to step aside and let me pass." After a beat, he added, "And even if you don't believe me, do yourself a favor and don't fire. As you only confirmed Stormtoad aboard this station, the blatant murder of a mammalian Political Officer would not be good for you." Renfield's little speech forces the stormtoad's blaster back down again, sticky lips parting in utter confusion. Uncertain, the toad takes a step back, bumping himself into the metal of the conduit. Bulging eyes narrow in thought, the blaster lowering even further, almost to the toad's side, as he watches Renfield. "Go on," he says finally, nudging his head toward the exit. TBCB Renfield.
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Post by The psyko ninja rabbit 2000 on Feb 9, 2005 2:08:47 GMT -5
"I wasn't going to do anything sweetheart," Mimi smirks, swishing her tail to and fro. "I just like to stir up some gossip." Taking another gulp of intoxicating liqeur, she gives a light belch. "Just got back from Orwell, and gee am I bushed!" Taking on a slightly more relaxed tone as he sees the toads, "Well Captain LaFluer, i can see you gossip likes to follow you." Damien says as he setting his mug down. "Just like it did when you were left on Warren. Quietly unhooks restraint straps on blasters undre teh ede of the table. He points to the group of toads. "So what do you plan on doing with Commder Dink and his flunkies, WIngus and Dingus?" smiling as he slides around teh table and places it between himself and Mimi. "Kind of reminds me of when you and Dogstar almost caught up with me on that smuggling run near the outer edge of the Dark Heart Nebula." He chuckles as he watches Mimi. OOC; Let's see what will come out of this one!! TBCB Mimi or Toads
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Post by Norris on Feb 9, 2005 2:34:28 GMT -5
Looking at the Toads, Mimi restrains herself from laughing. "I see Captain Caveman and his sons, Ug and Nug decided to join the party."
Mimi blinks her eyes at Damien. "I remember that time very well, gorgeous."
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