Role Playing

[nitefyre]

*he rubs his bum from being kicked out, and with his other hand, scratches his head. Then he goes and posts a letter to Sparkle, explaining how Rev was merely on the floor in the house, and Lone Wolf is really just a canine and shouldn't be included, so really no one was invading their space, with sincere apologies; then he goes and socks West in the face for keep entering and exiting the house without any of the alarms ever working, and wonders how is it that Rev and Lonewolf get past the alarms themselves, then shrugs, and sits on a hammock on the front porch*

[RisingPathMilitia]

*Breaks out the chainsaw* BR-R-R-A-A-HN-N-N... BR-R-R-A-A-HN-N-N... *Cuts through the door* Ber-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-z-z-z-zernnn.... *door crashes down, and Path takes a big swig of 151, lights his zippo, and lets loose a giant flame* Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha... *belches smoke* scuse me!

[nitefyre]

*Breaks out the chainsaw* BR-R-R-A-A-HN-N-N... BR-R-R-A-A-HN-N-N... *Cuts through the door* Ber-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-z-z-z-zernnn.... *door crashes down, and Path takes a big swig of 151, lights his zippo, and lets loose a giant flame* Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha... *belches smoke* scuse me!

*he undoes his hammock, and uses it to suffocate Rising Path Militia for being so militant, he ties a bow around the hammock and gives it to Sparkle as an apology present, then he goes and opens up all the windows to let the smoke out, coughing, as he goes back to the porch, feeling wrongly ostracized*

[Sparkle]

*begins walking to the door, telling her company to excuse her....before she could open the door it had some how almost fell on top of her, avoiding it she found a letter and a hammock in a bow. Reading the letter her heart called out for Nitefyre, leaving her company and not seeing Nitefyre on the porch, she went in search for him*

[The Industriallist]

*A squealling and rumbling is audible from the west*

[Lone Wolf]

*Realizes that he and Sierra have been left alone. he confidently poors her another drink and one for himself.....hers is more full.......and scoots his chair closer to her * Nice shoes....wanna *leans over and whispers in her ear*

[nitefyre]

*resting on the deck steps at the time, after losing his hammock, he scoots over to avoid being stomped upon by Sparkle, surprised to see that she has actually considered to come out as he had yearned for her, and hoping that it is to reconcile, he makes space for her to sit on the porch step*

Say, why do your security alarms never work?

[Sparkle]

*after wondering around hopelessly with no sign of Nitefyre she returns back home, she was shock to see him sitting on her porch, smiling she slowly sat next to him*

Well, its my house and I have them off so when I leave they won't go off.

[nitefyre]

*closes the gap by moving his bum over, he slides an arm around her and reasons*

It might be better to put th'alarm on, or lock the door, no?

[Sparkle]

*closes the gap by moving his bum over, he slides an arm around her and reasons*

It might be better to put th'alarm on, or lock the door, no?

*lowers her head and simply says*

Everytime I do someone finds a secret way to get inside, breaks down my door, or just completely ignores the alarm until someone turns it off. It would be nice if you could protect me instead.

*lifts her head up innocently and places her head on his shoulder*

[nitefyre]

*lowers her head and simply says*

Everytime I do someone finds a secret way to get inside, breaks down my door, or just completely ignores the alarm until someone turns it off. It would be nice if you could protect me instead.

*lifts her head up innocently and places her head on his shoulder*

Will do *grins widely, his cheek resting on the side of her head, delicately stroking through her hair with his fingers* my best. It is awfully odd how ingeniously dull their ways are, and yet they always seem to succeed. Maybe a scare crow might work?

[west]

*a fine mist spills out of the ventilation grate on the wall. For a second it looks like it's about to form into the image of West, but then Nitefyre begins to cough. Yay for mustard gas!*

[nitefyre]

*a fine mist spills out of the ventilation grate on the wall. For a second it looks like it's about to form into the image of West, but then Nitefyre begins to cough. Yay for mustard gas!*

*tightens his handy gas mask around Sparkle, kicks west in the balls and leads her back inside with their guests, as everyone shuts the doors and reinforces the windows shut with the shutters*

[The Industriallist]

*A brick embeds itself in the shutters with a note saying "the pigs are coming. You have about two days to depart." tied to it*

[RisingPathMilitia]

*Path realines his strangled neck (as only the dead can do ) upon hearing of pigs* Pigs... did someone say pigs? Oh joy! Let's have a pig roast. I'll start the fire ...