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The Rani (newnew_rani) wrote in endofworldbar,
@ 2009-07-27 18:11:00

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stewie griffin, the rani

The Rani had been in the bar for quite some time, though it was unlikely that any of the regular patrons had seen her in the bar itself as she had mostly kept herself to herself, refusng to lower herself to spend time with the rest of the people that had been dragged here against their will. She had managed to work out most things for herself, since things were not that complicated. She had decided to spend the time she had been trapped here productively, having taken full advantage of the Bar's sentient nature to procure herself a number of chemicals and pieces of machanics.

Tday she was feeling almost sociable, though from the pile of paper, pieces of varying sizes of metal and the bottle of hyper vodka at her side it was not easy to tell that this was her state mind. Still it generally took a brave person to approach the Time Lady at the best of times. She was sitting below the observation window, looking up every so often to see the universe was about to end. There was something rather beautiful about the destruction that inspired her, not that she needed much inspiring.

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genius_mind
2009-07-27 05:26 pm UTC (link)

Stewie Griffin was a man on a mission. Normally, he had things planned. A list, as it were, full of evil plans just waiting to be put into motion. To look at him, one wouldn’t see a child when they gazed at him. As he entered the bar, he had an evil smile, eyes narrowed, taking in all the patrons and sizing them up. Slowly he walked up to the bar, his eyes lingering on the Rani as he made his way, noting her beautify from a distance.

Ordering a glass of milk, he stood there and tried not to appear as mentally freaked out as he really was. He was no longer a child. Somehow, he had arrived in this place in the body of an adult. Though this was a tremendous development in his path to world domination, this might prove difficult when he has to ask someone to help him since he still doesn’t know how to go to the bathroom on his own. Also, he wonders if someone would still blow on his stomach now, or would that be sexual harassment in some way.

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newnew_rani
2009-07-27 06:49 pm UTC (link)

((brb dying of the wrong over here))

The Rani looked across at the door as it opened, waiting to see if it would still be there once it closed or if it would simply disappear as it had on numerous other occasions. She sighed slightly as it did just what she had come to expect. Still for th tie being it was not such an issue. Time after all was a relative thing when you were a Time Lady and it wasn't as if she was wating her time drinking and flirting and doing all the other pointless things the rest of the patrons seemed to favour. She would treat this as something of an unplanned beak, perhaps attempt to be friendly, only to get what she wanted from the variety of people here obviously, but as she had found when she regenerated people were often more than happy to help her now she looked like this.

Her gaze followed the man, as she sipped her hyper vodka looking back at his as his own gaze fell on her. He was fairly attractive, she supposed, from a purely objective standpoint obviously. She continued to watch him as he approach the bar in a significantly calmer manner than some of the new arrivals did. Perhaps he had been here a while, she really hadn't bothered to keep track of these things, too busy with her own experiments. She raised an eyebrow as he was given a glass of milk. Though she supposed not everyone drank, though it was likely the man was going to struggle with being trapped in a bar if he didn't consume alcohol, but then it was early if you were looking at time in a linear manner, that was.

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genius_mind
2009-07-27 07:51 pm UTC (link)

(I blame you)

When the woman glanced at him, he smiled at her. She was a beautiful woman. Oh, he'd do her in a heartbeat. She was no Lois, but she had curves that he wouldn't say no to.

He sipped his milk, watching her. It wasn't that he didn't drink, he just preferred milk. It was his comfort food. It's what he turned to when he was worried or stressed. Reaching up, he tugged lightly on the collar of his shirt. Who had picked out this suit? He didn't remember doing so. They didn't make adult sized onesies, did they?

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newnew_rani
2009-07-27 07:58 pm UTC (link)

((I feel dirty! And not in the good way!))

The Rani continued to watch him, for want of anything better to do at this precise moment in time. The man didn't seem especially interesting thus far and thus was not smiling, more studying him and his apparent discomfort.

"The bar will provide you with clothes, I believe," she informed him blankly from where she was seated. "Or of course you could undo a button if your shirt is too tight." And yes that tone was patronising, she couldn't help it, she was used to dealing with idiots.

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genius_mind
2009-07-27 08:02 pm UTC (link)

Stewie raised an eyebrow. Did this woman, whoever she was, just patronize him? Oh no, that would never do. "I will do as I please, madam. Do not think you can just tell me what to do and I will do it. You are no Lois..." He raised an eyebrow at her. "I... I am probably ten times more intelligent that you with one half of my brain wrapped around my back."

He scoffed and downed his milk, ordering another. And, maybe he reached up and undid a button on his shirt.

(Don't feel bad, please? :( Don't make me regret.

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newnew_rani
2009-07-27 08:11 pm UTC (link)

"I was merely informing you of your options," she replied. "I don't care what you do enough to tell you to do something." She burst out laughing at the suggestion he was more intelligent than her. "I'd point out the many biology and physiology issues with having any portion of your brain behind your back but I don't think you'd understand," she informed him.

She smirked as he undid the button just as she'd suggestion. He seemed highly suggestable which was always handy in a minion. "Come here," she sad, leaning back against the wall rather than the booth's back so she was more reclined than merely seated, and making a beckoning gesture with one finger.

((No, no it's fine. It's wrong and twisted but hilarious! Plus I like twisted!))

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	genius_mind 2009-07-27 08:25 pm UTC (link)
	He blinked. "Woman, do you think you have powers over me? You do not. I have plans. I am an evil genius. I'm on my way to world domination." He shook his head at her like this should have made sense. Did she not know who he was? "I do not easily come when I'm called?! I am not Brian!" He blinked. "You don't actually know Brian, do you..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

newnew_rani
2009-07-27 08:41 pm UTC (link)

Again she laughed at his little rant. It hadbeen a while since someone had amused her on any level really, which was the only why she was humouring him now, rather than turning away and going back to what she had been doing before his arrival.

"Funny because I always assumed evil genius wouldn't yell out things like that in bars containing other people," she admitted. She knew this because she herself was an evil genius, well immoral at least, evil, like time was all relative. "Did you have one picked out?" she inquired. "A world I mean, to dominate? And no I don't know anyone named Brian, my circle of friends is...small."

She paused for a moment to glance over the paper in front of her. "This calim to be a genius," she said, picking out one sheet in particular and waving it at him. "Come over here and prove it, unless of course you're all talk."

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genius_mind
2009-07-27 09:26 pm UTC (link)

Stewie motioned around the room. “Nobody cares what I’m saying. People are stupid. They don’t listen. They only care about themselves. Unless it affects them in some way, they are blind. It’s easy to use that to their advantage. You have to realize, unless I’m shouting something like fire, they won’t care. All they care about is how it affects them. They think I’m insane. And I revel in it!”

Taking another glass of milk, he came over to stand beside her booth. He didn’t sit, as if that made a difference somehow. “I was thinking I’d start small and build my way up. Perhaps Croatia.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Someplace small.”

He watched her. “I am more than talk! I am the king of not talking!”

(you tell me if I suck)

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newnew_rani
2009-07-27 09:45 pm UTC (link)

He had a point of course, but the Rani preferred to be safe rather than sorry. There was nothing tht put as big a dampener on plans than a bunch of well meaning cretins poking their noses in where they were not wanted. The way he spoke though reminded her of the Master, not that that was necessarily a good thing. "Have you ever considered the fact you are?" she asked, tilting her head at him.

So she had to appeal to his vanity, that was worth knowing. "Starting small is trying to take over Mercury," she informed him. "Croatia is starting miniscule. It really isn't worth the time nor effort."

She raised an eyebrow at his next comment. "Has anyone ever told you you're an idiot?" she asked. "They have, haven't they?"

((OMG not at all! He's perfect!))

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genius_mind
2009-07-29 09:26 pm UTC (link)

“I am what…?” He stared at her, tempted to sit down but also trying not to. It was a game of wits. He could see that. And he would not lose. Never! Though his face appeared calm, collected, inside his mind was racing. It was like a game of chess, trying to think of what his next move was. His head tilted to the side and he watched her, one eyebrow raised ever so slightly.

Carefully, he placed his glass of milk down on the table, careful not to get it near her paperwork in case he spilled it. “Mercury. Well if you’re thinking large scale…” He was puzzled. Mercury? What did this woman think she was, a Princess Leia wannabe?

“I am not an idiot. And I have many names…”

(Oh god, I’m so sorry, I blame dad and the drink… ha.)

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newnew_rani
2009-07-29 09:37 pm UTC (link)

"Insane," she supplied blankly, glancing up at him then back at her mess of papers and metal as if his presense was of no consequence to her, which in many ways it wasn't. He was interesting enough, but he wa hardly enough to distract her from what was doing for long.

"Mercury's actually rather small scale for me," she said, picking up a cog and turning it slowly in her hands. "Plus there's very little life, and really wasn't the point in controlling a planet when there's no one to control on it?"

"No of course you're not," she replied, clearly not believing him for a second. "And I don't recalling asking your name, but since you brought it up I've had a few in my time myself. Any you feel the need to share?"

((No worries))

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genius_mind
2009-07-29 10:05 pm UTC (link)

Stewie leaned against the wall, gazing up at the ceiling. If she wanted to play aloof, he could also play aloof. He could pretend that he didn’t care about her. In truth, she was hot and he wanted to see what her breasts looked like. And if they gave off milk. “I’m not insane. I am an evil genius. Woman, have you never met an evil genius before?! I’ve built a time machine! I’ve… I’ve squashed grapes.”

He shook his head. This was not going right. He impressed women! He made them want him. He’d done it before. And not just women either. This woman, she didn’t seem to care. That intrigued him. “Well, you need a planet with life on it. You have to have minions.” He looked at her and yes, he thought she was insane. Not so much Princess Leia but Darth Vader for sure. Only with a better rack.

"You can call me Stewie.” He gave her his most charming grin. He was competent that would warm her to him.

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newnew_rani
2009-07-29 10:35 pm UTC (link)

Yeah the playing cool really wasn't working for him, because he quite obviously cool at all, and was making far too much effort to appear so. Where as she actually did have other things to be doing. "I've met a couple," she admitted nodding her head slightly. "Generally speaking they're very annoying, overly self-centred and have a love for the over top, which eventually leads to their downfall. Do any of those attributes ring a bell?" The mention of the time machine caught her interest, thought the grape comment went completely over her head in the context. "Right well in that case take a look at this," she said, patting the seat beside her. "I'm attempting to get my time and space ship in here, only this is a nexus, meaning it's in a different universe to the one I'm in, which means I need to recreate and alter the remote I originally created for it. Now of course this place is woefully lacking in the parts I need, but I think this makeshift version will work at least the once." She gestured to a sheet of paper with blueprints and various annotations scribbled around the edge. "What do you think?"

"You do!" she agreed, almost enthusiastically. "I mean do I look like I'm made of lifting and carrying people's unconscious bodies and doing all the dirty work? I should bloody well hope not! It can be difficult to find a decent minion though. I mean it's so rare to find any kind of being with both brains and brawn." She paused and looked him up and down. Rare but not impossible, if he really was capable of the things he claimed.

"Stewie?" she repeated. "What kind of a name is that for a grown...man?" she guessed. "You are human, correct?"

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