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Bak ([info]punching_bag) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2013-04-01 11:48:00

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Entry tags::mingle, aidan reilly, aradia megido, artemis crock, asami sato, bak chang, calliope-caliborn, dawn summers, derek morgan, dick grayson (all-star), elena gilbert, euphemia li britannia, hei, helix wamtani, jean-luc picard, kitty pryde (aoa), kitty pryde (evolution), klara guildsen, lacus clyne, penelope garcia, piter de vries, rebecca crane, richie foley, roxy lalonde, sam winchester, sougo okita, spencer reid, spike, tear grants, terry mcginnis, xander harris, yuuki kuran, yuuri shibuya, yvaine, zero kiryuu

Mingle: Event Kick-Off
[ It was mid-morning. The sky was clear and it was a (not so) very blustery day. It was cool but it was always cool. It was neither too warm nor too hot.

Lukewarm.

And that was just how Bak preferred it. Especially since he had in hand his very important, extra special concoction of wonderful forgetfulness on hand! Bak could stand teasing, but even this was getting ridiculous.

Hefting the bag a little higher so it fit snug into the crook between elbow and shoulder, he stepped off into wild world of Marinanova and promptly had to grab onto his hat.

Opps. He always forgot about that step down.

Taking another step, he nearly tripped again, this time on a rock. Frowning, Bak starred at the offending piece of debris and then he kicked it.

And yelped.

And then held his foot, dropping his bag in a near blinding rush of ”Eeeek!” as he dived for the paper bag, watching as with a POOF half of the contents disappeared into the wind, leaving him sneezing and dazed on the ground wondering what the heck had just happened. Clearly, his own formula had been getting the best of him. It happens when one sneaky scientist messes with the formula and Bak spent the better part of the morning putting the final touches of the mixture together.

Heightened emotions indeed.

Bak will rue this day assuming he survived it. ]


((ooc: Consider this post an open mingle and the start of the Marina Feelings Roulette Event! Creating your own posts is, as always, highly encouraged. And, unless you got an extra hefty dose of it right off the bat (re: by being in proximity to Bak when it happened) feelings should gradually start to go haywire later in the day with strongest feelings in the afternoon and tapering off again as evening descends. For more info on the details, please go here. Have fun!))



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[info]ophiuchus
2013-04-04 05:12 am UTC (link)
[Caliborn has basically finished his adventure with broken hearts and mauling by-standing plants, and he's wobbling around a bit when he sees her.]

[Not just sees her. But leers. He doesn't need emotional manipulation to be completely gross. The leering doesn't stop as he approaches.]


Heeeey.

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[info]friendly_fire
2013-04-05 03:14 am UTC (link)
[Oh, there is a blink of surprise! And a blink of confusion! And a blink of...well, keeping her eyes nice and moist. It wouldn't do for them to dry out.]

Hello... [Of course by now she's lived in Marina long enough to have met talking ponies and dragons and trolls, oh my! Men made of rock, aliens, Venom—there's no description for Venom, and girls with horribly mangled faces. So, now, faced with this green, almost skull-like face with rosy cheeks, it is the leer more than the appearance that strikes her nearly wordless.]

How are you? [I said nearly. It's only four words. Stop judging me.]

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[info]ophiuchus
2013-04-05 03:34 am UTC (link)
[Caliborn stops short of her, because even he has limits in how gross he is and isn't going to just hurl himself bodily at her. He looks up through his eyelashes.]

Why do you care. Whatever. I'll answer.

I think you humans call it. "Drunk." And I'm pretty pissed, too? My bro just ditched me. For some chump.

[Not that he sounds super pissed right now. Too busy ogling.]

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[info]friendly_fire
2013-04-07 04:52 am UTC (link)
Oh... [Are there words for this? She feels like she is lacking the words.] I've heard coffee helps. [What are you looking at? Is there something on her dress?]

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[info]ophiuchus
2013-04-07 05:06 am UTC (link)
With what.

[Caliborn pauses, and then looks back up at her face.]

Never mind that. I have a better question. For you to answer. In excruciating detail.

[He looks around to make sure no one is nearby, and while he's not looking at her, he hisses.]

Do you have a... ughhh. [He looks back at her and claws his hands down his cheeks.]

An object of your. Flushed ughffections. You know. The red ones. With the heart.

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[info]friendly_fire
2013-04-07 05:18 am UTC (link)
...I'm sorry? You want to know if I have something red with a heart? [She is really struggling to understand this one!]

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[info]ophiuchus
2013-04-07 05:25 am UTC (link)
[Caliborn gives the ground an angry stomp.]

YES? You're going to make me fucking say it. Aren't you.

Fine, bitch. Listen up. Are you in llllughhhckkhhhh- [He turns his head and spits on the ground after that fine show of actually, physically choking on the word.] Love. With anyone.

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[info]friendly_fire
2013-04-07 06:06 am UTC (link)
[Did he just call her a...!? Yes, yes, he did. Her expression firms right up and her arms are a bit tensed at her sides.] That is no way to speak to someone, and it's certainly none of your business. [The feeling of offense and outrage builds more quickly and hotly than one might expect.]

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[info]ophiuchus
2013-04-07 06:34 am UTC (link)
[Caliborn frowns deeper. Sure, he was pretty much just going to bother her for details on her romantic life, but now she's being obstinate and that's really rude.]

Useless words and wasted air.

I do what I want. I say what I want. I ask what I want. The best thing you can do. Bitch. Is go along with it.

Now. Answer my question.

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[info]friendly_fire
2013-04-07 05:04 pm UTC (link)
[You know what, rude green person? You are so getting a slap right across your swirly red cheek! You know, as long as you don't move or grab her hand or something.]

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[info]ophiuchus
2013-04-08 06:09 am UTC (link)
[He's not really expecting it, and he's too drunk to have really good balance, so he reels and stumbles. But he doesn't fall.]

[Caliborn bares his teeth at her.]


What the fuck.

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[info]friendly_fire
2013-04-10 04:17 am UTC (link)
I told you that is no way to speak to someone, and you will address me as Euphemia. [So firm you could bounce quarters off her tone. It's like she doesn't even see those teeth!]

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[info]ophiuchus
2013-04-10 04:22 am UTC (link)
Okay. Euphemia bitch.

[He grins, and pokes up his middle fingers at her.]

I don't think you understand. Who or what. You are dealing with.

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[info]friendly_fire
2013-04-11 02:19 pm UTC (link)
You're not giving me any reason to want to either.

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