Role-playing Page for pg 83!

Mz.Hyde 
@disqus_NnFUI30kih 3 years ago
I hope we get to see Creature open up a can of whoop ass here! Now I'm just going to warn ya Moreau, come anywhere near me or anyone else...
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Don't make me do it.
Edit: I warned you.
Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
(HEY TO ALL THE PEOPLE WHO WANT TO AUDITION FOR THE TGS PODCAST HERE'S EVERY LINE OF DIALOG FROM CHAPTER ONE:
https://docs.google.com/doc...
GOOD BYE AND GOOD LUCK :D *flies away*)
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Helen Jekyll  Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
(Oh, wow! I'm not auditioning but that's really awesome of you to do that for everyone! Thanks! ^-^)
Starry Eyed  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
(aww it's no problem really, I just wanted to be useful and I figured no one else really had the time to do it because roleplaying takes tiiime and I was ghosting anyways so might as well make use of my time so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Thank you)
Helen Jekyll  Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
(You're very welcome! It's very useful!
What all have you been reading?)
Starry Eyed  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
(uhhhhhh Hela, could just be me but, wat)
Helen Jekyll  Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
(Hmm? Sorry, was there something I worded poorly?)
Starry Eyed  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
(yea sorry but can you rephrase "What all have you been reading?" I don't really understand what you're trying to say)
Helen Jekyll  Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
(Oh, well, you had said that "I was ghosting anyways", so I thought you had meant that you were reading different roleplays without actually participating in them. If that's the case [and I haven't completely misunderstood you 😅], I was wondering what roleplays you've been reading.)
Starry Eyed  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
(Oh sorry about the miscommunication, I've been trying to catch up with the older one actually. Late night reading tends to let finer details fly away. Thanks for asking though :})
Helen Jekyll  Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
(It's alright! ^-^
Yeah, I could probably use a refresher of some of the older rps.
No problem! ^-^)
TheGlassScientistsPodcast  Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
Oh, wow, thanks! 
Must've taken you a while to have done all this! I would've provided the script for Chapter One, but I thought it better for the chosen actors to see it, so that the listeners won't know what's changed until the podcast is released.
Starry Eyed  TheGlassScientistsPodcast • 3 years ago
(oh no this is just for practice, I didn't mean for it to be the script if that's what you thought this was ^^; sorry I assumed a lot of things just for convenience. Feel free to add any kind of comment to improve it/leave tips!)
TheGlassScientistsPodcast  Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
Not to worry! Never thought that at all.
Starry Eyed  TheGlassScientistsPodcast • 3 years ago
(chilled legumes, also thanks for this amazing idea I am SO excited for when this come out)
Catt Hatter  Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
(Holy cow, thank you so much! That saves a lot of time. Thank you! *waves enthusiastically*)
Starry Eyed  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
(ahh it's not problem really ^^; happy to be useful)
Catt Hatter  Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
(Were you planning to audition?)
Starry Eyed  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
(Yup! I mean hopefully? If I have the time)
Catt Hatter  Starry Eyed • 3 years ago
(Heh, that's me as well. Life can get in the way sometimes, y'know?)
Background Scientist #37 • 3 years ago • edited
Today, Gemma was wearing a suit. Even she didn't quite know how she got a hold of it, like a fair number of things, it had just shown up in the kitchen, but she felt very snazzy. She was trying to find a missing bag of flour that had been taken from the kitchen. In this place, you never quite knew where things went. She walked through the hallways, searching rooms with open doors, and knocking on the closed ones.
Mz.Hyde Mod  Background Scientist #37 • 3 years ago • edited
How did you know to take the dumbwaiter up here to my room?
Background Scientist #37  Mz.Hyde • 3 years ago
Gemma turned, surprised. She turned her head quickly left and right. 
"Uhhhhh.... Honestly I didn't... I have no idea how I got here. I'm looking for a misplaced bag of flour. I did find a glove though..." She held up a black velvet glove with various oddly shaped symbols. "Is it yours?" /Because if it isn't I'm keeping it./ she thought.
Mz.Hyde Mod  Background Scientist #37 • 3 years ago
No, but I'll take it!
Background Scientist #37  Mz.Hyde • 3 years ago
Gemma handed the glove to Mz. Hyde. "Here you are! Do you have any idea where a bag of flour may have gone?"
Mz.Hyde Mod  Background Scientist #37 • 3 years ago
Maybe someone is using it to make bread?
Background Scientist #37  Mz.Hyde • 3 years ago
Gemma's face blanked. She then shrugged. "Maybe, but if they are, we need to get some more flour for the kitchen."
Mz.Hyde Mod  Background Scientist #37 • 3 years ago
You can always just buy flour y'know.
Background Scientist #37  Mz.Hyde • 3 years ago
Gemma face palmed. "Gee I'm stupid. I didn't even think of that. Thanks!"
Mz.Hyde Mod  Background Scientist #37 • 3 years ago
You're welcome!~
Background Scientist #37  Mz.Hyde • 3 years ago • edited
Gemma smiled and turned back to run the kitchen. Which was quite long ways so who knows how long it would take...
HenryRoseQuartz  Background Scientist #37 • 3 years ago • edited
( On the way from the infirmary, a gentleman pauses. His eyes beam kindly, but a more experienced passerby would recognize the subtle analysis running beneath the warmth.
Brightly colored hair. Not entirely unusual for the folk here, but the faded roots suggest something entirely unnatural.
Manually altered? how curious.
Curiouser still was the suit on her? his?
erm, their person.
He chuckles gently to himself if only in his mind.
He is in no position to judge.
The smile fades, however, when the individual approaches the room at the end of the hall.
Jasper would not be kind to the eccentric sir.
He quickens his pace and approaches them, placing his body in front of the door. )
Hello sir, may I help you?
Background Scientist #37  HenryRoseQuartz • 3 years ago
Gemma stopped in her tracks. She blinked a few times. "I'm looking for a bag of flour. One has gone missing in the kitchen," she said as if reciting off a script.
She was meeting many people today, some who she would avoid (slamming doors), and some she didn't mind (apologizes that they didn't know). She did not know which category this new person was in, but she was hoping the latter.
HenryRoseQuartz  Background Scientist #37 • 3 years ago
Oh dear! ( He glances toward the direction of the door and back. )
It's rather unfortunate that your bag has gone missing but I'm afraid you won't find any flour in there. The residents of that room are careful about what they bring in. Rightly so, can you imagine the mess a meal would cause all over that carpeting?
The chemistry lab is always busy and they'd put a missing bag of flour to good use. Might you check there?
Background Scientist #37  HenryRoseQuartz • 3 years ago
"I would, but I don't quite know where it is, I suppose I'll find it eventually. Thank you for the advice," Gemma said, with a more positive air than the last time. "My names Gemma, I'm the new sou chef in the kitchens." She smiled. Now she had an idea of where to go!
HenryRoseQuartz  Background Scientist #37 • 3 years ago
Doctor Henry Rose at your service. If you'd like, I can walk you to the lab myself. This is a rather large place and one can easily find themself lost amongst the labyrinth of hallways and studies.
Background Scientist #37  HenryRoseQuartz • 3 years ago • edited
"That would be great! Plus I may or may not have not idea where I am right now..." Gemma mumbled the last bit sheepishly. "Lead the way!"
HenryRoseQuartz  Background Scientist #37 • 3 years ago
I thought as much. It would be my pleasure. ( He reaches out almost as if to extend his arm before folding it behind his back.
They may look feminine, but clearly they prefer to express their identity as a man. It would be best not to offend them with such suggestive gestures. He travels in the direction she came from, leading her back through the hallway. )
Background Scientist #37  HenryRoseQuartz • 3 years ago
As Gemma walked down the hallway, her eyes flitted to a lost a found bin. Most of her clothing came from those bins. Having no money, clothing happened to be whatever she could get her hands on. She saw both a dress and a beat up pair of boots inside, and made a mental note to come back late. Further down the hallway, she saw a large painting of a waterfall. Her eyes filled with sadness. Her sister would have loved that painting.
Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
(Jekyll1886 )
His efforts to abandon the presence of the Kookaburra and Vulture were quickly thwarted by none other than his arch nemesis.... The Golden Goose.
The door of the infirmary clicked shut as the looming scarred man disappeared behind it. Seconds before the man wished to be rid of these idiotic due yet with the returned of the three legged man he ironically wanted to be trapped in that infirmary with them. And just when he thought this night couldn't get any worse....
"You again." He glared at the fiend before him, "I thought I was rid of you!"
There was still a good distance between the two and if the man could sprint to where the beast had said a stair-well would be, he may have a chance to escape again.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"Ah, look, I'm sorry about earlier," apologized Lewis, "with the orange giant and the chasing and all. She picked me up before I rightly knew what was happening. I thought a sedative would be kinder than letting her have her way with you. I didn't give you much, honestly. Just enough to keep you out till she left." He glanced downward and off to the right, debating how to phrase what he had to say next. "But there's something you ought to know. Something...dire, I'm afraid."
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
What ever his vile tongue was saying the man refused to listen to it's corrupting words. "I don't care if that Parrot was your's or not! It followed you around! It repeated your annoying sentences and if it was yours then you clearly did a poor job training it!" He began backing up closing the distance between him and his path to freedom, "And if you're to abduct a man at least have the skill to keep an eye on him! Honestly! You may think yourself as wise as an owl but you let your prey go flaunting about your nest! To think that you're prized golden goose when you're really just a fool!" He was getting close now just a bit longer, "And if you have something to say--stuff it! I've learned your ways and your mind tricks! I'm immune to them!"
A golden goose and his hench man cockatooleads captured him. He then sneaked out of his morgue-cell and into a strange sort of mad-science-wonderland, where he then wandered the endless halls only to run into the vicious turkey vulture and bed ridden Kookaburra. And now he was staring down his arch nemesis, yet again.
This was to be a story of the ages! He was going to be a legend!
.... as soon as he escaped this infernal place.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"I went along with the abduction because I needed to examine you, to confirm what I thought I'd seen. And I have." Weir sighed. "I don't know precisely how to break it to you," he said, shaking his head sadly, "but you're dying." He locked eyes with him. "Of liver failure. You'd be lucky to see the day after tomorrow."
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
Dying.
Liver Failure.
Weir's words echoed through his mind suddenly silent mind. His progression to freedom stopped. 
He was....dying?
He couldn't think. He couldn't move. He couldn't speak.
He was dying?
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"I'm sorry to break it to you so abruptly, but there's the truth of the matter." He spoke in earnest, and with the muted sadness that came of keeping a stiff upper lip when there was no consolation to give. "If there's anything you need to do, affairs to get in order...anyone you wish to say goodbye to...you need to make haste. While you still can."
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
The doctors words jolted the man from his stunned silence and kick started his halted thoughts.
His first reaction was to pull out his flask and take a drink... one which he did not act upon.
Was this crippled man before him correct? Was he dying? He had been feeling ill of late, yet he never would have never guessed it was this dire. Liver failure.
Liver failure.
He had his guesses as to the cause. Four guesses, one for each of the full metal flasks sitting heavy in his pockets--heavy on his personage. He always thought of them as lucky. Out of all the god awful sh*t his had been through that drink got him through it all. It was his safety net. It was his comforting arms. It was his shoulder to cry on. It was the thing that picked him up when he fell and knocked him back too the ground when he started to float away.
He liked to believe the brewer cast a spell upon the drink, one that insured no harm was to ever fall upon the consumer--as long as it's in their system of course.
It had never let him down.
His eyes grew wide with shock and then narrowed as the cogs in his head turned. Those who looked upon the scene and heard Lewis's words could clearly see the signs if they hadn't already. The yellow tinting of his skin was not from the sconces orange glow. The flames that flickered in his eyes did seep their color into his pupils but did not create the tinting in the surrounding canvases. However as the seconds ticked on, the color of his sickness shifted to one of rage.
Who was this man--this goose to spit out such lies upon this night?! This was another distraction! Another trap! A trick! He would not fall! He would not cower to these fibs and fabrications! This wonderland would not warp his mind and bend his strong body to it's whims!
"How dare you!" he was madder than a wet hen now, "How dare you stoop so low as to deceive me! You think I wouldn't see through your fictitious narrative?! You think me so ignorant as to not point out the falsehood that is your tale!? I hate to disappoint but I can see everything as clear as day!" Even if his vision was distorted by the liquid in his waistcoat he was sober enough to tell when this man was lying, "And to think you should stoop to this level just to use me for another one of your god d*mn experiments!" He spat at the f*cking golden goose.
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
None so blind as those who will not see, thought Lewis sadly.
"I've no interest in experimenting on you. See yourself out; I won't stop you," he said with a shrug. "I've fulfilled my physician's obligation in telling you the truth of your condition. What you do with that knowledge--whether you even believe it or not--is entirely your affair."
He turned, and began to limp away.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
Many things infuriated the man at this point: his abduction, his endless wandering of the maze like halls, being drugged, the loss of some of his prize liquor on the undeserving floor, his aching hand, the list went on. However none of these compared to his utter rage with the limping quack.
This odd man had the audacity to stake a foolish claim of him dying in the earth. Then second claim of calling himself a proper doctor. And then walking away from his half built house of mockery as though it didn't trouble him in the least.
He had had enough of his arch nemesis's mind games and tomfoolery. He needed to do what had been necessary for weeks now.
"And where the bloody hell do you think you're going!?" He shouted, all thoughts of fleeing the hell beast disappeared from his mind. He had run and hid from this fiend long enough, it was time to do his god damn job for a change! It was time to take action! It was time to save London from a threat only he could stop! And he would stop it! When he was a boy he promised himself that when death was to claim him, it would be in honor. He would die defending what he loved. He would die protecting what he loved. He would die a hero! This devil had only reminded him of this fact. No matter the cost he would defend what he loved! And he loved his city!
Stomping up Lewis the man rolled up his sleeve and let his tongue express his true feelings, "I have had enough of your bull cr*p! You whisk me off to this hell hole! You tell me I'm going to die! You're a menace to society and I'm going to put you down!"
Unbeknownst to him, he had already attempted this in the past yet in a drunken rage he had forgotten it all by morning.
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
Lewis turned back around.
"I was going to leave and let you find your way out. But, if you wish a second attempt at violence, go ahead. If it's your dying wish, I'll even give you a free swing at me."
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
Good god the ego of this golden goose was unprecedented! It was time to ruffle some of his perfect feathers!
"I'll show you dying wish!", and with that the man delivered a sharp swift blow just above the knee cap to the good doctor's bad leg.
As the devil began to move at the sudden blow, the man was sure not to give him a chance to retaliate. Quickly he let the momentum carry forward as he placed his entire body weight behind a solid punch, aimed at the goose's tiny bird brain. (Maybe it would knock some sense loose).
Yet as his well aimed punch was skewed from it's righteous course. The devil had once again performed some sort of mind trick and threw the hero off balance. His underhanded cheating was unparalleled! Though, truth be known, his "righteous" vengeance was already off course without the help of Lewis. Another gift from his favorite drink.
Missing it's target, his fist carried his body forward and into the three legged goose. Now entwined, and feeling the full effects of that nights sustenance and events, he became dead weight that hung off of the doctor.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
Lewis had leaned on his cane for support, which, as it turned out, had been a good move, as he now found himself supporting the drunk man's weight as the latter fell into him. If not for the cane, they might have toppled to the floor.
"Good call on going for the leg," he congratulated the drunkard. "It's rather an effective tactic. However, I think you'd have better luck with your punches if you weren't presently sloshed. Are we done, or would you like to attempt to uppercut me now?"
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
And now the beast was mocking him! What nerve!
"Oh shut up!" rapidly he brought his knee up into Lewis's chest hoping to land a solid hit on his solar plexus.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
"Ohoof-ohoho!" Weir's exclamation of pain morphed into an appreciative laugh as they both fell. "Ahahaha..hah...hoh...oh..." he smiled. "Good show! It's been some time since I was in a decent fight." He seemed genuinely pleased.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
And now the devil was laughing?! What sort of man was this?! To laugh at his own pain, to laugh in the face of a heroic mission, to laugh and not even fight back!
Narcissistic, self-absorbed, conceited.... the synonyms grumbled on in his mind while the man wrangled one of his limbs free from the human trap.
"I said," he extracted on of his arms, "SHUT UP!" He brought his fist down onto daemon's stomach with as much drunken rage that he could possibly hold in his being.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
Having expected the blow, Weir'd tensed his abdominal muscles to lessen the impact. Nevertheless, he acted the part of the wounded prey.
"Gah!" he cried, face contorting into an expression of surprised pain.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
The man smiled in triumph. Finally the goose honked in pain! The first time all night! ...the first time all night... It didn't feel right. Why did it feel rig--THE B*STARD WAS FAKING IT!
The rage that had flowed out of him with the previous punch was back once again, making it's nests in the rosiness of his cheeks and whispering sweet anger on his panting breaths.
Now on his side with one arm pinned he tried for the monster's head once more. "Take your d*mn medicine, Doc!" He slung his one free fist at Lewis's face. Yet due to his un-advantageous position of the floor and his opponents slippery fighting style he missed...again.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
Lewis had actually tried to dodge into the drunkard's punch, but even that hadn't helped the poor sot. Still, Weir was getting a better bead on how exactly the man missed, and felt he could compensate appropriately the next time. It was a kindness, a...courtesy, toward the dying man. So long as his own life was in no danger, he'd willingly take the "medicine" Drunky prescribed. Though he probably ought to at least pretend to fight back.
Lewis tried to shove himself away from his furious assailant, but Weir appeared to have miscalculated, for in doing so he put weight onto his bad foot and gave a grunt of pain, nostrils flared. It was just the opening his fell attacker needed.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
Still on the floor, he now stifled a howl of pain as his bad hand once again screamed in pain from colliding with the unforgiving ground.
He would have nursed his pulsating fist, but the opening was too good to pass up. Bringing knees to his chest he forcefully kicked out his legs striking the golden goose solidly in the chest in hopes to send him crashing back to earth.
He was panting far to hard for any comeback this time yet the fire in his eyes spoke volumes.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"Oonf!" the startled cry rang out as Lewis fell onto his back, prone and vulnerable, just beginning to bring his hand up to shield his face...
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
Not wasting a single precious second or ounce of momentum he used his one good hand to prop himself up into a kneeling position. Now with his foe prone to the full extent of his ire, the man shifted his weight and brought his good hand down onto Lewis's torso.
His lungs burned with vengeance but he didn't notice for he only saw red.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"Augh!" Lewis scrabbled to get up, but the fresh blow kept him on the ground, and may well have knocked the wind out of him. He defaulted to curling up on himself slightly, pressing with all his ineffectual might against his formidable attacker. "Damn fell-swooping hawk!" he cursed with what little breath he could manage. "Get off me!"
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
He smiled at finally being recognized for his cunning, agility, and ferocity! It felt nice to be appreciated. But he needed to make sure the idiotic goose would remember this for the rest of his days.
Forgoing all the agony that pulsed in his main hand, he brought it down upon Lewis's face allowing the rest of his energy, pride, anger, and ferocity power it.
"I AM THE HAWK! AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT!"
(For Doodle. ;) )
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"Uhngh!" came the battered exclamation, as Lewis purposefully dodged into Drunky's blow at just the right fraction of a second the hawk's fearsome talons struck "Dr. Weird" in the face with all the force of a diving peregrine falcon!
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
Finally winning against his fearsome arch-nemesis, the man flopped onto his back next him.
He sucked in the cold air, grinning all the while as he waited for the adrenaline to exist his system. This goose was a fool for even trying his luck against the fearsome Hawk. Success!
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
Lewis contentedly played the part of an opossum while Drunky caught his breath. He was happy he'd been able to give the man this small victory. lay upon the cool and unforgiving floor, the hawk's solid blow having knocked him out cold.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
After a solid ten minutes, he finally struggled to a standing position though his grin of triumph never left his face. He had defeated his arch-nemesis and saved London! Wait till his superiors heard about this! They would surely give him his job back then!
...but a token marking the day was needed....
As his eyes scanned the sleeping form and they landed upon the perfect trophy. The cane!
He trudged over to where it laid and picked up the iconic branch. Yes, this would do nicely.
By god was it heavy! Though disguised as wood it had the weight and feel of solid metal. Yet another mind trick of the fiendish goose. Even while out cold he still plagued the man.
Light as a feather he took his reward and flitted down the halls. He had beaten the goose! He had escaped the clutches of the turkey vulture and kookaburra! He had dodged the cockatoo! He had even taken a prize for all his efforts! This was shaping up to be a very eventful night, one in his favor! No one would believe the story until they looked upon the devilish cane and then their mocking would have turned to disbelief. He could practically see their faces and it made him chuckle. Just wait until he told them...
...that is if he could find a bloody exit to this wonderland!
(I hope you all enjoyed this portion of the Drunky side arc! For more Drunky go check out Curses, Lies, and Liars as he'll be popping up there tomorrow. :D )
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RBDECEPTICON17 • 3 years ago
(Nice warning there, Mz. Hyde! But if he hurts Hyde, and in that sense, hurts Henry aswell, a knife between the *ss cracks will be the least of Moreau's worries...there is nothing worse to deal with than a shipper scorned. X3)
Setae • 3 years ago
I think Moreau already deserves many creative punishments for what he's done to his experiments. There would be some ironic justice if the Creature completely trashed him Hulk-style.
Mz.Hyde Mod  Setae • 3 years ago
HYDE SMASH!!!
Setae  Mz.Hyde • 3 years ago
XD Yep.
Hastie Lanyon • 3 years ago
(Helen Jekyll Jekyll1886 Shall we continue here or open Loose ends part 3?)
Helen Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 3 years ago
(Do you think I should make a part three?
Side note, how you tag people? ^-^`)
Hastie Lanyon  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
(It might not be necessary if we're the only ones that still aren't finished after part 2, but if there are several stories that are unfinished then I say go for it.
I tag people by writing @ and then a list of names pops up. Then I just fill in the first few letters of the name I want and select it. It doesn't work on mobile, though.)
Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 3 years ago
((I'm fine with either.))
Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
(Do you know if there are many other RP's that are unfinished after last week?)
Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 3 years ago • edited
((There's the one with Drunky MacDrunkerson--currently continued on this page. And there are a couple with Helen/Hela and Catt, I believe.))
Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
(I say we continue here, it won't be in the way.)
Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 3 years ago
((Very good. I do believe Helen Jekyll is next.))
Helen Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 3 years ago • edited
*A grin of triumph was just spreading on her lips when Hela felt a weight come crashing down on her back, the air in her lungs rushing out in a gasp. Pinned down with eyes squeezed shut, she couldn’t suppress a shudder at the feeling of a cold hand on her neck, all trace of a smile gone.
It isn’t fair.
The thought came without warning, red-hot with a childlike fury. It make her stomach twist and her hands clench into fists.*
IT ISN’T FAIR!
*She howled-unfortunately into Hastie's face- and began to thrash, her blood roaring in her ears.*
LET ME GO, LET ME GO, LET ME GO! GET OFF ME!
Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
Lewis did not get off Hela, nor let her go, but he did roll with her off of Hastie. His back on the floor, Weir still held her fast. His grip around her neck tightened, beginning to impinge on nerves.
"It's a damn sight more than fair," came his voice, a low rumble, steady and sure and menacing all at once. "I've given you every chance to cooperate." His lips brushed against the skin of her neck as he continued, "Continue struggling, and I'll tear out your throat myself and call it a day." As if to make his point, he rested his teeth against her jugular, the pressure palpable, just shy of breaking the skin...unless, of course, Hela moved.
Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
*Hastie rolled away from Hela and Lewis and got to his feet, and found the view before him to be frightful. Lewis had Hela pinned down - ready to draw blood as she kept trying to break free. The sight froze him, and for a moment he felt pity, and shame as he felt the bruising on his back thrum with pain. What madness had driven them all to act like beasts...*
Christ...
Helen Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 3 years ago • edited
*Her breath caught in her throat, unable to hold back a whimper, the sensation of teeth on her neck enough to bring tears to her eyes. She ceased her frenzied writhing the moment Lewis spoke and had dared not to move since, her body beginning to quiver at his threat.* P-Please… M-Mercy… H-Helen w-will s-suffer t-through t-the s-same a-as m-me...!
Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
"Thank you, Hela," said Lewis in the polite tone with which he'd first greeted her. Though he didn't let her go, he did move his mouth away from her neck. "For you cooperation." Without warning, he rolled to the side, then up--with her--and, with a quick push to her lower back, swiftly shoved her into her room. "I much prefer being civil."
Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
*Hastie merely watched as Lewis pushed Hela back into her room. He then looked to the ends of the hallway to see if any of the Lodgers had seen what had happened, but saw no one.*
... We'd better get someone to fix the door...
Helen Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 3 years ago • edited
*Hela staggered forward and sank to her hands and knees, her body continuing to tremble.
He's insane... He would've done it... 
Her bandaged hand wandered to her throat, feeling the indention left by the doctors teeth. 
He would have hurt me, badly. I could've bled to death. Just so I wouldn't leave... 
She sat back on her legs and exhaled slowly. An ache in her chest warned that another scare might not be best for her health.*
Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
"That would be best," Lewis agreed matter-of-factly, still keeping a watchful eye on Hela. He wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to Hastie. "For the safety of everyone, I'd request Mr. O'Donnell follow these instructions." A glance into the room and back to Lanyon. "I'll make sure she doesn't leave while you go find him." He shook his head and spoke more softly: "I am so terribly sorry you had to witness that, Hastie."
Miss-Dreamerkat • 3 years ago
(The description made me laugh so hard!)
Elaina Hyde • 3 years ago
Elaina knocked on Helen's door, holding a small box wrapped with a ribbon. She rocked back and forth on her feet, smiling nervously. She hoped Helen was out, and, if not, that maybe Hela would let her see her.
Catt Hatter  Elaina Hyde • 3 years ago
(Helen Jekyll )
Elaina Hyde  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
(Oh, she knows. Her wifi is jacked up.
Thank you, though!)
Catt Hatter  Elaina Hyde • 3 years ago
(Ah, okay!
By the way, feel free to swing by Curses, Lies and Liars if you want!)
Elaina Hyde  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
(I don't know how to respond to it ^^')
Catt Hatter  Elaina Hyde • 3 years ago
(That's okay. It would probably just be an unfavourable encounter with a very grumpy Catt, with hurtful and calloused things being said. I'd rather not have that happen to Elaina, poor girl.)
Elaina Hyde  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
(Elaina's about to go through some stuff and now might not be the best time.)
Catt Hatter  Elaina Hyde • 3 years ago
(Fair enough. I look forward to reading her story!)
Helen Jekyll  Elaina Hyde • 3 years ago
Who is it...? *Soft and gentle, the voice sounded as if it belonged to Helen... but it was her darker half who stood in waiting on the other side of the door, a knife in hand*
Elaina Hyde  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
"Helen? It's Elaina. I have a gift for you!" She giggled, excited.
Helen Jekyll  Elaina Hyde • 3 years ago
Oh, would you like to come in, then? *She sighed softly.* Though I can't think of any reason why you'd want to buy something for me...
Elaina Hyde  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
"Because I love you of course!" *she tried to open the door, then frowned. "where's the key again?"
Helen Jekyll  Elaina Hyde • 3 years ago
I'm not sure... I do my best not to find out, for everyone's sake. *She sounded rather flustered, surprised at the response.* And that's really sweet of you...
Elaina Hyde  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
She dug around for the key, frowning hard.
Helen Jekyll  Elaina Hyde • 3 years ago
*She was silent for awhile, finally asking.* Any luck...?
Elaina Hyde  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
She frowned hard. "No..."
(I don't know where it is. Is it in the same place?)
Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
(Tairais Continued!)
He paused, deliberating over his choice with perhaps a little too much care to anyone but himself.
"It h-has been a l-long time s-since I have h-had h-hot chocolate. I am i-in the mood t-to indulge in it." He smiled again, resisting the urge to hum as the warmth in his chest mimicked the bubbling feeling of water in the kettle.
He really was having a wonderful time, and couldn't help but grin into the folds of his scarf.
"Hot chocolate it-t is then!" She said. "Did you want anything extra? Like mayb-be a mint or cinnamon flavour? S-sorry about the stammering, it-t was cold." Catt smiled apologetically.
Tairais  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
He shrugs. "S-surprise me! I h-have only ever h-had the original f-flavour. And it is q-quite all r-right- I am d-dreadfully s-sorry I made y-you stand out t-there s-so long."
The kitchen had a nice sort of warmth. He hoped it would warm Catt as quickly as the hot chocolate did; he really did feel bad about letting her stand in the cold so long.
Catt Hatter  Tairais • 3 years ago
"Okay!" She mixed up the warm beverages, adding mint to Richard's and hazelnut to her own. "Oh no worries, it was supposed to be an enjoyable moment for you! Plus," she held out the one mug to him, smiling. "It was an excellent excuse to have hot coco!"
Tairais  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
He smiled again and marveled at the fact his cheeks were aching from how much he had done (what had once been such a rare gesture) so in the past hour or so. He couldn't remember the last time he'd smiled so much.
Though, granted, given his... "absentmindedness," it was likely he had done so recently and just currently couldn't remember. That was always a possibility.
He took a sip of his cocoa, frowned slightly in puzzlement, then smiled. "Interesting f-flavour. I q-quite like it t-though!"
Catt Hatter  Tairais • 3 years ago
"Oh good! I always thought mint and chocolate went well together, I'm glad you like it." She smiled back, breathing in the aroma from her own mug.
Tairais  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
Richard hummed cheerfully from behind another mouthful of his drink, letting warmth and sugar drive the lingering chill from his bones and his mind.
This was a simple moment, full of uncomplicated company. At least, he assumed it was uncomplicated. Catt didn't seem like the sort to have an underlying, hidden agenda that would warrant his talking to her.
He pushed the thoughts from his mind before they could take over the light mood, searching for a subject of conversation. Upon finding none, he chuckled at his own floundering and shook his head slightly.
"I f-feel as if I s-should be offering up a-avenues for c-conversation, b-but, as promised, I am d-dreadful c-company r-right now."
Catt Hatter  Tairais • 3 years ago
"Nonsense!" Catt said brightly. "Seeing you have a good time is more than enough. You don't have to speak if you don't want to. Though I am curious about that tune you were humming. Was it anything specific, or just a random melody you came up with now?"
Tairais  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
He was mildly taken aback by Catt's honesty. Which is to say, he was very much taken aback, but he only looked mildly taken aback. Most people generally expected him to contribute to conversation, regardless of how he acted.
It was a nice change, for once.
"Oh. E-er. Thank you." He paused, his cheerful smile turning slightly sheepish as he continued. "I m-made it u-up on m-my own. I d-do that f-frequently. It f-fills s-silence when I f-feel it needs t-to be filled, even if t-that is n-not always the c-case." He shrugged, taking another sip of his drink before sighing in quiet comfort.
Catt Hatter  Tairais • 3 years ago
"So you write music as well as play? That's amazing." She smiled.
She was tempted to ask about perhaps hearing him perform, but given that she had just said conversation was not needed; she kept silent and drank some more hot cocoa.
Tairais  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
He nodded. "I f-find that d-doing one frequently b-brings the other along." As if to highlight this statement, he noticed one of his hands had been tapping out a counter melody to the one had been humming not mere moments before.
He cast a glance at it and chuckled. "C-case in point."
Catt Hatter  Tairais • 3 years ago
"Cool! I wish I had some skill with music." She grimaced, remembering her performance around Christmas. "It would help pass long waits for things. Maybe even help with my magic shows."
Tairais  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
He grinned. "You d-do n-not need s-skill t-to enjoy m-making music. Y-you j-just have t-to want t-to bring a s-song into the w-world. S-simple as that. B-but you are r-right, it does help pass t-the t-time."
Catt Hatter  Tairais • 3 years ago
"Heh, perhaps." She finished off her cocoa. "But I think I would prefer if my singing actually sounded good. I don't want to make the audience suffer from it, after all." She walked over to the sink and started washing out her cup.
Tairais  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
He shrugged, then smiled softer. "T-to each t-their own. I r-remember enjoying h-hearing your v-voice, t-though. It h-had.. chiaroscuro? H-heart, I think. C-certainly b-better than t-those who sing only f-for fame and f-fortune."
He finished his cocoa a matter of minutes after her, humming softly as he swallowed the last sip, similarly washing out his cup and putting it away where they had gotten it. Crossing back to the spot he had occupied, he leaned against the counter and stretched, wincing (out of habit, more than anything) as the muscles of his stomach stretched.
Paying it no mind, he allowed his mind to wander for a few moments.
Catt Hatter  Tairais • 3 years ago
Catt watched him in silence for a while, wondering where his thoughts were. They looked distant. Her own thoughts wandered over the brass, and scars, staring at the untold stories they held.
She came back to her senses with a sudden intake of breath, realising she had been staring. How rude of her! Catt hoped he hadn't noticed.
"Um, did you want to head to the library now, or hang about here for a bit longer?" She asked softly.
Tairais  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
He hadn't. His mind had been mired in the heat of a summer spent in Spain, and of shattered cathedral windows, brought on by the faint smell of firewood and smoke left in the kitchen hearth.
He snapped to focus the moment Catt spoke, tense for only a moment before he smiled softly again. "T-the l-library sounds g-good. S-shall we?" He gestured to the door with an elegant gesture, relieved that the shaking in his heart was not reflected in his hand or arm.
Catt Hatter  Tairais • 3 years ago • edited
"Sure!" Catt lead the way to the library, setting a leisurely pace. "So, what sort of stuff do you like to read?"
Tairais  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
"Anything and e-everything I c-can get a-ahold of, t-truthfully. I h-had an early l-love of books f-from childhood, and t-the n-need to d-distract myself f-from b-boredom f-frequently presented itself. S-still d-does, I f-find. I s-spend as m-much time in t-the l-library as I d-do in my w-workshop!"
Catt Hatter  Tairais • 3 years ago
Catt chuckled kindly. "You must be very well-read, then! Can you recommend anything? I've been looking to find a good read lately."
Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
(RBDECEPTICON17 Do you wanna continue the shopping trip?)
RBDECEPTICON17  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
(Of course, HJ! X3)
Hyde without a Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 3 years ago
(Wonderful! Do you wanna skip to the shop or continue walking?)
RBDECEPTICON17  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
(To the shop! X3)
Tairais • 3 years ago
(( So I was slow/couldn't get my bit recorded for @atasteforvintages [and if that doesn't tag because my computer hates me, would someone please do so for me? XD]'s Sing! Finale, so I'm having to put it here! This is hopefully still set way before The End of an Era, otherwise the timeline's about 8 different kinds of wonky, and we haven't even gotten to dessert yet. ))
Richard had very much enjoyed his act's place close towards the end of the concert, listening to acts of varying skills, talents, and qualities, all with the same passion and drive to share underlying it all.
It cheered him in a quiet sort of way.
Lost in his thoughts, he very nearly missed his cue to walk on. Having been raised from a young age to perform, he wasn't all that much inclined towards performance anxiety. Though, it had been a while.
Regardless, though he longed to fill the space before him with hours of music, he sat at the piano bench for a handful of silent moments.
He closed his eyes, walked into his mother's garden on an early summer's evening, and began to play, letting notes pour from his fingers as quickly as they would allow, correcting mistakes with a manner that suggested the missed notes were almost intentional.
He supposed two or three mistakes were allowed. He hadn't played this particular composition in well over a decade. It fit, despite the cold weather. Flower Dance. It seemed the right amount of cheerful and bouncy that the Society needed often.
It was over too soon, really.
As quickly and gracefully as he had arrived, he stood, bowed with a fluid sort of gesture, then left with quick strides, mind lingering over the memory of music long since lost to an all-consuming blaze. He never had gotten around to transcribing his mother's original compositions.
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(( The picture looks mildly like a frame you would see in an anime opening. I'm hardly complaining.
Here's the link to my/Richard's performance! I'm really sorry it took so long ;c;
https://soundcloud.com/tairais-amuulzhaan/flower-dance-by-dj-okawari
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Tairais • 3 years ago
ATasteForVintages
ATasteForVintages  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
;)
Hyde without a Jekyll  Tairais • 3 years ago
(AAAAAAHHHH!!!!! You really treated us with this one! Art and music!!! <3 Fantastic!! :D )
Tairais  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
(( :D ))
ATasteForVintages  Tairais • 3 years ago • edited
Hey!
wow I'm late
So I didn't tell you guys this, but I actually still need to make the finale of our finale's finale. You can totally repost it there when it's up
And to answer your question, this is actually set on Christmas eve. If I'm not mistaken, I believe the End of an Era was in mid-late November? :D
Tairais  ATasteForVintages • 3 years ago
(( I have no idea~ I just went with what was close XD I'll fix it on the repost, then. ))
Catt Hatter  Tairais • 3 years ago
(Holy beans this is beautiful!! Both the artwork and the picture!)
Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
(Elaina Hyde Question about Elise's page! As you now have 2 pictures of Elise, which one would you like to be her main picture?)
Elaina Hyde  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
(Crap idk??? I liked the drawing one, how about that one)
Hyde without a Jekyll  Elaina Hyde • 3 years ago
(kk Sounds good! :D )
Elaina Hyde  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
(Coolio!)
Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
Lewis had been through far too much lately, and just wanted to forget about it all for a bit. As he finally had a night to himself, he intended to do just that. He'd settled himself at table in a little hole-in-the-wall pub. A mug of affordably-priced beer sat in front of him. He took a few swigs, then set it down and exhaled, beginning to relax at long last.
Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
((Hyde without a Jekyll ))
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
The pub had....not the classiest clientele, to put it lightly. A group of rough men huddled in the corner playing cards and smoking cigars. A few folks who looked to have run down on hard times, sipped their problems way at the bar, speckled like the dried spots of blood on the walls. There were other clientele but they all blurred in with the scenery. A fine night to relax and not worry about...everything.
Lewis's hopes for a relaxing night were soon dashed however....
A large woman, dressed in a dirty frock, seated herself across from him. Her hair seem to have been redone hastily as a few strains framed her face not swept up by the air of sophistication. Her dress was a pale pink color and it hugged her nicely, accentuating her bosom especially (though Lewis could have probably guessed this was on purpose as several buttons were undone for his viewing pleasure). Her make-up once expertly done was now slightly smudged yet clearly covered up with another layer--and not very well at that. While she sat up tall and her face was fixed in a sophisticated small smile, the whole woman seem to be covered with a layer of dirt and dust and grime--not just physically but metaphysically too.
"What's a 'amsom man like you doing all by your lonesome?" she leaned across the table making sure Lewis could get a good look at her.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"Drinking beer. You?" he returned, his manner matter-of-fact yet polite.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
"Oh." She slumped back in her chair and her smiles and sophistication turned to dejection and frowns. The woman looked away, crossed her arms directly under her chest (pressing up the lace and fabric even higher), and sighed deeply.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
Lewis took another slug of beer.
"What is it?" he asked casually, glancing at the woman sidelong.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
"It's nothing..." She waved her hand never looking at Lewis but engaging in a staring contest with the floor, "....I would 'ate to trouble you."
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"So would I."
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
The woman abruptly disengaged the ground and took an active position across from Lewis once more, leaning over the table with a very grave face. "You seem like a...good listener, and I would be more than 'appy to pay you for your...troubles." She raised an eyebrow as she uttered the word 'pay' in a voice that would have beckoned even the loyalist lions to try the forbidden fruit.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"As much as you'd like to tell your sob story, madam, I don't fancy being compensated with syphilis. Not to mention that any potential offspring arising from this hypothetical union would suffer merely by having you for a mother. You are obviously a poor steward of your own affairs." He took another swig.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
"Why-- I---" The woman leaned back and gasped, placing a hand over her heart, "What--"
Her gaping and exclamations continued for a few seconds more before she finally gained enough composure to speak in proper sentences again. "'ow dare you! And 'ere I thought you were a gentleman not some sort of...of... VAGABOND!"
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"Not my fault you made assumptions, dearie." He continued to drink.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
"DEARIE!?" She bolted out of her seat and a cross the table now mere inches from Lewis. If her head wasn't covering the majority of his sight, the bust of the woman would have taken care of it. Yet this was not case as her face was all that he viewed (The rank metaphysical physical energy practically radiated off of her...wait no. That was her aroma of stale perfume, old ale, and perverse sweat.), leaving her bosom to take up post over his hand and drink. The new sentry made it impossible for Lewis to retrieve his much loved beer without dire consequences.
"In all my days, I 'ave never met such a....a..." her face grew red as she tried to recall the word.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
"Drunken fool whose words you really should give no credence to?" he asked, hoping she'd leave him alone and he could get back to his ale.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
Her face grew redder and larger as she closed the distance before whispering, "...such a man.". Quick at lightening she grasped Lewis shirt, pulling him in and snogging those rosy lips.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
Despite himself, he found his body reacting and kissed back, syphilis be damned. Old habits died hard, it seemed.
S***, he thought after a few seconds, his higher brain kicking in belatedly. He blinked, hard, and tore himself away, flushed. Very quickly, he downed the rest of his drink.
Perhaps I ought to order something stronger...
"My apologies, madam. I was overcome."
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
She pulled back and wiped her mouth, grinning widely, "No need to apologize." Slowly the woman began to walk around the table to where Lewis sat, "I'd like to think there are two kinds of men in this world. Gentlemen..." She paused and leaned on the table, her eyes alight, "...and Men."
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
Despite her painted nature, despite the look of manipulative cunning in her eye, despite possible venereal disease...he found himself gazing at her chest. He was a man, after all; he did have needs...and vices.
Think of the children! came the half-hearted thought from a dull and distant corner of his mind; any babes born to this woman were in for a hard life.
At least they'll have good genes, came the counter-argument.
F*** it. Maybe it's how [name retracted]'s fam'ly comes to be... It occurred to him he could give a certain name...
"C'mere, you..." he said with a smirk, leaning in.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
The woman leaped into his chair, practically knocking the both of them over. Planting another one on on Lewis, her arms wrapped around his neck and her tongue slipped down his throat.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
She was answered in kind, as to the baiser français, while his hand left his drink and found...other places to be.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
They continued on, intertwining their bodies. Their lust was a battle of wills. She would yank his hair back and bore her lips down on top of him. Lewis would return in kind, as their tongues wrestled and his fingers dug in, leaving bruises. It seemed to last for ages.
Never mind the fact that they were in a pub. Never mind the grimy atmosphere that poisoned them. Never mind the questionable health of the woman. Never mind the other bar goers...
...Though, the other bar goers did seem to mind.
Heavy foot steps rapidly approached with deep growl, "What the bloody hell do you t'ink you're doin'!?"
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"What's it look like, mate?" he shot back as he came up for air. He caught the man in his peripheral vision; then a boiling spume of anger off the fellow penetrated the heady haze of lust and prompted Weir to turn and look at him full on.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
"Like you two are tryin' to eat each other!" he scowled down at the pair.
He was a mountain of a man, easily a head taller than Lewis and nearly three times as wide. His clothes were simple and he seemed to radiate a similar dirty aura, though it was less slimy than the woman's. Not to mention his arms were as thick as tree trunks. If one were to wager on his linage, Nordic vikings would be a fair bet.
While the giant cast his shadow over the pair, the woman never unwrapped her arms. In fact, she pressed her body into Lewis's and pinned his legs to the chair with her weight. A small smirk had crept onto her face at the appearance of the new comer.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
Hello, Thor, said Lewis in his own mind. I take it this is Jezebel, he thought as he looked at the woman and put the sad little pieces together. What miserable lives...
"Ah," he said, looking back to the giant before him, even as his hand moved to his cane. "Yours, I take it?"
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
"I was 'is." She turned Lewis's head and looked into those deep, green eyes, "But now I'm your's."
The mammoth glared down at the woman, then at Lewis, then back to the woman.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
Lewis quickly quaffed the rest of his beer, as he wagered he might not have the chance to finish it later.
"Oho no, dearie," he said, shaking his head. He glanced from one to the other and couldn't suppress a smirk as he asserted, "It'd be a two-night stand at best."
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
"Oh," the woman mirrored his smirk, "I doubt that. You'd come back..." leaning in close she whispered, "They always do."
"Case in point." Sitting back up right she tore her gaze from Lewis and looked giant, "So... now you want me back?"
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
To see if you're the one who gave 'em the clap, more 'n likely, Lewis thought but, thankfully, did not say, merely giving her a skeptical look instead.
Then he, too, shifted his gaze to the ox of a man.
"Well, if it's all the same to the two of you," said Weir, gingerly setting the woman aside and shifting his weight as he got out from the table, "I just want another beer." Unfortunately, his trousers begged to differ.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
The man completely ignored Lewis addressing only seductress now hanging off his arm, "You're da one who left me!"
"I think that's a lovely idea!" While she ignored the colossus's comment, her eyes never drifted from him even though the lady was addressing Lewis, "Maybe the waiter 'ere will get us a couple?"
"Do I look like a godd*mn waiter?!" he growled as threw his shoulders back and appeared to almost grow in size.
"Well you're certainly are waiting around 'ere for something that you ain't getting!" She snapped back, coiling her arm around Lewis's and intertwining their fingers.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
I'm only payin' for my beer, sister.
The (ex-?)couple continued their exchange.
Cannae you people leave your little melodrama at home? Bad enough you and your Viking lover have taken over my table; do I really have to listen to this, too? Damn, I think I may just splurge and get whisky; I'm goin' to need it at this rate...
Then the painted lady ensnared Lewis's arm, not only potentially angering the God of Thunder, but also preventing Weir's progress to the bar.
"Madam," his accent seeped through as he closed his eyes and fought down the urge to do something foolish, "kindly let me go."
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
"But sweetheart," she leaned in close, "you're the one 'olding me. You're 'olding my 'eart."
The mountain seem to finally realize that someone else was drinking out of his stream and his gaze shifted to Lewis. There was rage behind those eyes that would not be contained for much longer.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
Pray I don't do it literally, ya daft coo! Thor looks as if he wants to bring the hammer down!
"You're holding my life in your hands, ya daft bird! What, d'you want me dead by Mjolnir?" He shoved her away as best he could.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
The woman stumbled back and fell to the ground looking terribly rejected and hurt.
This was the straw that broke the camel's back however and Mjolnir came flying at Lewis's face with the full fury of Odin behind it. "DON'T F*CKIN' TREAT HER LIKE T'AT!"
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
Belatedly, Weir realized he'd shoved the poor wench a wee bit too hard. He hadn't enough time to fully dodge the charging bull's right haymaker. It struck at a glancing angle as Lewis tried to lean out of its way, but the force was still powerful enough to knock him backward, against the bar, only just missing the stools, the solid wood against his back.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
"'e treated me far better than you ever did!" The woman cried from the floor, tears welling in her eyes, "I doubt you ever loved me!"
"I DID!!" He lowered his guard and looked at his beauty, utterly destroyed by her words, "I DO!!!" But the mountain's correction was too late as his love turned her back to him.
"Don't let 'im do that to you!" the temptress called out to Lewis, "I may be 'olding your life but our lives are intertwined by fate! By Love! Don't let this fool ruin everything!"
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
Lewis had been about to surreptitiously exit the bar while the giant was distracted, but the fallen woman made sure he never got the chance. Her words brought the focus back to Weir. And what she said did not sit well with him. Not in the slightest.
"'Fate'?" he echoed in a rueful whisper. "Fate?" he asked, his voice rising as he thought of his own life--the horrors and tragedies and bitter ironies--then of the Narrators and of Richard's unseen master.
He drew himself up from the bar, muscles tensing as his gaze darkened.
"F*CK. FATE." He spat the words like so much venom, his lips drawn to his teeth. "And the bloody Narrators, and the demons, and the gods. F*ck all of you. I'll. Not. Have it!" Lewis put all his weight on his good leg as he suddenly wheeled on the mountain, backhanding him in the throat with his solid metal walking stick. "And especially F*CK YOU, THOR!"
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
Both of the (ex-?) couple turned to look at the crazy man Lewis with utter confusion. While his words made little sense, his passion was clear. Whatever he was going off about it, it clearly made him livid and then his rage became tangible force that was aimed directly at 'Thor's' throat.
'Thor' managed to block Lewis's cane just in time and it vibrated off of his massive forearm. While he winced only slightly in pain, it was clear the attack would leave deep bruise.
"YOU WANT T'IS MAD MAN TO HAVE YOU'RE LOVE!?" He shouted back to the woman, "IS T'IS WHAT YOU WANT!?"
The catalysts comfortably fixed herself upon the floor making sure her view was perfect, "I....I want you." she admitted quietly before quickly clarifying, "but 'ow can you prove to me that you love me?! All you do is lie! LIES!"
"I'VE NEVER LIED TO YOU!" The giant begged, picking up an empty nearby beer bottle, "I'LL FIGHT FOR YOUR LOVE!! I'LL FIGHT FOR YOU!!" and with this declaration he smashed the end of the bottle, turning it into a jagged deadly weapon. If he was Thor then Lewis just became Loki.
The rest of the customers continued on indifferent to the spectacle playing out before them.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
"Loki" had taken the opportunity--while the (ex-?)couple yammered on--to turn his cane so that he now gripped the bottom of it, its heavy head to the ground. He braced against the end of the bar and brought it arcing up, not unlike a golf swing, to impact the giant's tenderest, manliest area.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago • edited
Just as the thunder god turned back around to fight, his underhanded foe struck the family jewels. The elephant's voice became a mouse squeak, his hands dropped, his knees buckled, and he came crashing to the floor with a resounding 'Thud'
Curling up in a ball, the encouraging voice of his prize drifted to him, "Don't just lay there! Get up! Get 'im! Rescue my love, save me from my fate!"
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
Lewis clocked him on the back of the head for good measure, then turned on the person who'd dared to utter that word again.
"Say 'fate' one more time, and I'll shove this cane so far down your throat, it'll come out the other end."
Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
The mammoth was defeated--knocked into a winter slumber with a little help from Lewis.
The woman was shocked! She had never seen her love be defeated before and to think that this cripple did so! It was unbelievable! Impossible! And now he had grit to threaten her! Her! Just a helpless bystander! And over what?! Her love? No! A word! All this over a word by the sounds of it! This man was a lunatic! He belonged in Bedlam!
Too shocked by this strange turn of events she sat there, mouth agape and eyes wide.
Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
"That's more bloody like it." He flipped his cane back around and proceeded to limp to the bar.
"Whisky, please," he said with a satisfied smile.
Catt Hatter  Jekyll1886 • 3 years ago
(Yikes!)
Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
(@Anchestor I have the rough idea of the story hashed out, but I still need to come up with a convincing motivation for the geneticist to make the pony-cats.)
Hyde without a Jekyll  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago
(Oops! I think Disqus didn't tag it. Anchestor Hopefully this works!)
Catt Hatter  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
(Thank you!)
Anchestor  Catt Hatter • 3 years ago • edited
Now it worked!
As for motivation, how about the good old Jurassic park method:
https://uploads.disquscdn.com/images/5d59ece9b1aedbb0cd6678b425459d3cf3ed6e9af5317605dd50c992f7be971f.jpg?w=600&h=306
:P
Although, if you are up for suggestions, lucky scientific accidents do happen, thats how penicillin was discovered. Maybe some scientist accidentally put some pony stem cells and cat stem cells in the same jar, and against all odds, things worked out pretty well.
Catt Hatter  Anchestor • 3 years ago
(That stem cell idea is pretty ingenious actually! [Especially since I actually know what those are. :T ] Though I do like the Jurassic Park mentality, maybe I'll mix them! And there can be varying degrees of success with the results! Ooh! I feel character design inspirations coming on! Thank you!)
Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago • edited
Catt Hatter
"Nonsense! This is amazing!" she grinned. "I can only imagine how long writing this all out must have taken! Especially without quick-dry ink!"
Helen Jekyll
*Helen gave a shrug, her eyes shut tightly to protect against thoughts threatening to poison the moment.* It was well worth the time and I wouldn't have used my day any other way... You're more than worth it. You're a great friend and I don't want you to ever forget it.
Hyde without a Jekyll  Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
(I don't think it tagged. XP Catt Hatter )
Helen Jekyll  Hyde without a Jekyll • 3 years ago
(Oh, thanks! ^-^)
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Helen Jekyll • 3 years ago
(Background Scientist #37 )
Hela Hyde
*Hela strode into the kitchen, her icy eyes flickering briefly to the yawning woman before shifting away as she moved to the pantry.* 
Who are you? 
*The question was addressed to Gamma, blunt and inquisitive, though her voice retained a hint of a polite air.*
Gemma
*Gemma paused mid stretch and glanced over at Hela.*
Gemma. New sou chef here. You?
*She sits down on the floor, grabs a pair of gloves from a random drawer, and slips them on.*
Hela, day manager of the Society and... partner of Helen Jekyll. 
*She entered the pantry and grabbed a few different types of fruit, heading back out to set them all down on the counter.* I don't suppose you know where a knife is...?
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