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[Oct. 7th, 2010|09:01 pm] |
*Sunny is standing with his back to a wall, a large gun held across his chest. He's panting a little and listening down the hallway*
*There's a groaning sound down the hall, along with some shuffling*
Oh shit... oh shit, one of them got inside! Oh shit!
*The shuffling grows closer and Sunny tenses*
Can't let it get into the labs... AAAAAAH!
*He charges out, gun blazing in attack-- wait, is that a paint gun he's using-- Is that DIZ he's attacking?*
*Diz throws up his arms in defense against a rain of paint pellets*
For the love of-- I AM NOT A ZOMBIE!
*Sunny stops firing and drops the pellet gun in a panic.* You're not?! *He scrambles to pick up a the rifle again before Diz responds.*
*Diz runs a hand over his dreds, smearing paint down them as he glares. Sunny's not wrong, the doctor has circles under his eyes and a downright terrifying scowl on*
Can zombies form coherent sentences utilizing multisyllabic words that don't all rhyme with drain?
Uhh...
I assure you, my head hurts to much for me to be a liche, ghoul, vampire, zombie or ANY OTHER KIND OF UNDEAD!
*Sunny drops the rifle again* I'm really sorry I didn't mean to but you don't look very alive, sir, that is if you don't mind me saying!
*Diz sighs* Sunny, the city had a massive shear affect going on for the last week that has been leaving my head pounding. And as if that alone were not enough, I ran out of coffee at home coffee three days ago and all the local coffee shops have been closed due to ZOMBIE ATTACK! So if you have any brains in your head, I don't want to chew on them, I WANT THEM THINKING ABOUT HOW TO GET ME A CHAOS-DAMNED CUP OF JOE!
YESSIRCOFFEENOWSIRJUSTASECOND! |
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[May. 22nd, 2010|01:00 pm] |
*The R&D lab, as seen by Sunshine's comm tossed amongst a bunch of tools on a work bench. Sunny can be seen by a big curl of yellow tail coming out from under a machine, the rest of him hard at work fiddling with something on the machine's underside.*
*Tsunami wanders in, giant wrench over one shoulder.*
Sunny, dearie? Did you finish that spectrum diagram for me yet? I need to go into the testing phase by Monday~
What? *Sunny's voice sounds a little higher than usual* Hang on!
*Sunny slides out from under the machine, revealing a few more curves than normal, seen nicely through the open lab coat.*
I said did you-- ....... Feeling a little different today, Sunny?
Huh? What are you talking about? *He--she wipes a hand across her brow*
*Tsunami just points down with one finger.*
Huh--WHEN THE HELL DID THOSE GET THERE?!
*A bright, musical laugh from Tsunami.* Oh good, you're still you. Now get out of my lab.
What? But I've still got that diagram to do and--
And if you spread that shear through all of R&D, Hedwig will kill you. Not to mention what I'll do to you if you got shear all over my tools~~
*A gulp from Sunny* You know I don't touch your tools, Tsunami...
*Another bright little laugh* I know, that why you still have a job. Now out of the lab, dear.
But, the diagram... And the test on--
Sunshine. Go home. No mixing shears with work. ...Besides, when was the last time you took a night off?
*Sunny sighs and moves to collect her communicator and bag* Okay, okay, I'm out. I'll see you when I de-shear, boss.
*She heads for the exit, muttering to herself while poking certain assets with an inquisitive finger.* Maybe I can pick up a date tonight... |
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[Nov. 21st, 2009|05:44 pm] |
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Sunshine reporting for duty!
*Back ground sounds picked up by the comm, the sound of rubber bouncing about. Squeak...Squee-squeak*
Only, uh...
*Happily romping feet*
I'm not really sure who I should be reporting to.
*Squeak... Squee-Squeak*
Since, uh, my supervisor is kinda...
*Happily romping feet the other direction*
Large and fluffy and playing ball...
*Squeak... Squee-Squeak*
With her pet alien plant monster.
*Happily romping feet*
So, uh, if someone would like to tell me what to do, I'm all for it!
*Squeek... Squee...squeeeekakakakaaaa....*
And... oh, she fell asleep again....
*Happily romping fee--* .... *nudge, whimper* .....
Well, anyway, I just wanted to let everyone know I'm not sheare--
*Romping feet GETTING LOUDER followed by pounce that sends the comm skittering across the floor*
WAGH!!
*Sound of a ball being dropped on someone* Throw ball! Ball! Ball!
Uh... okay...
*Squeek... Squee-squeak*
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