http://soaringblast.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] soaringblast.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] abyssdressing2010-02-14 03:35 am

007 - Valentines~

[Trotting along through the village is a very familiar looking doll. It's Tokunaga, complete with passenger. However...something seems definitely off about both. For one thing, the giant stuffy is wear a black hood over his head, shadowing his button eyes and making his Cheshire cat grin all the more spooky. He's also sporting an odd heart pattern painted in red on his tummy. Secondly, he's dragging a large, heavy axe along behind him. And third...he's singing, even though his face retains it's usual forever grinning look that could make grown men wet themselves.]

Painting the roses red~
We're painting the roses red!
We dare not stop,
Or waste a drop,
So let the paint be spread~
We're painting the roses red~
We're painting the roses red!


[As he goes on, his passenger remains...oddly silent, and strangely hidden. Anise is riding him backwards, holding to one of his ears with one hand while the other is holding a bright red parasol with black trim. The symbol on the parasol looks strange...like a heart growing out of a rose, with a crown on top. It was bold and black, standing out against the bright red. The girl was also wearing a ruffly red gown, that looked like something royalty might wear. The ruffles were white, and the gown had black as well as white and gold trim. There were many hearts incorporated in said trim.

Her face hidden in the shadow of her parasol, Anise rides along on her walking, talking dolly, who's singing merrily, that grin large and almost more frightening than usual. Both passenger and taxi give off a strange dark aura.

Something is definitely amiss. ...Perhaps they've gone mad?

Ah, but...we're all mad here~ ♥]



[OOC: Make way for the Queen of Hearts! ...No, seriously, you better get the hell out of Anise's way if executioner!Tokunaga tells you to. You piss Anise off, and it's "off with your head". Friends, foes, acquaintances...anyone is subject to the Queen's wrath. This is also a kindasorta placeholder until tomorrow-ish. It's close to 4am, and I haven't done my homework for Monday yet, derp. orz]

:DD

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-16 09:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Is most certainly wary of that oversized paw, but doesn't actually seem to have a problem with the situation until he notes their unusual color-- and the smell. His skin slowly blanches a shade.]

...wasn't aware it was customary to paint people.

[Tries to keep still, outwardly still relatively calm.]

>>;;;

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-16 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yet being the operative word. Luke barely leans away from the grinning plush, starting to get pretty freaked out by ...well, everything.]

Red is a nice color. [Manages a faint grin of his own, looking up in the direction of the hidden passenger.] You must be the Queen, then? [Quietly he hopes that speaking out of turn isn't something to be beheaded for. He's seen Alice in Wonderland, if once and easily three years ago.]

Engel likely won't be told what happened. >>;

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-17 08:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Minuscule and probably shrinking. Oh we still love you, precious baby sister, we're just a little afraid of your doll.]

[Luke seems... a little taken aback by her eye color, but overall not too shocked by what he sees. Or maybe he's just good at pretending. Okay, now... How to best keep the Queen in good spirits. He's seen this movie, he's seen this movie, how should he do this.]

[He takes a chance and smiles slightly, taking a step backward and dropping to one knee in a sort of bowing gesture of grandeur. Let's play this up and hope we don't die. ...this icon is so not entirely appropriate.]


My apologies, Your Majesty, my curiosity overtook my courtesy. A pleasure to be in your presence, I am Luke. [And really hoping you don't kill us.]

...I so meant to reply to this like eight hours ago

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-18 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Trust me, we're very aware of that. And good, people should be afraid of him. .___.;;;]

[Whoohoo! We might live to see tomorrow after all. It's sort of like playing a game, though it's a bit more like Russian Roulette than tag, given borking up would likely result in death as opposed to simple childish defeat. Luke raises his head slowly, uncertain as to whether or not the Queen is prepared to allow him this action, and smiles.]


You're too kind. [He glances back to the tools.] Ah, repairing things around the area. [A sole paintbrush, yes, but it's rather meager and lackluster for Your Majesty, being just a large square brush that, while clean, has seen better days. He adds the honorific as a quick afterthought.] --Your Majesty.

aaaand then I slept forever, fff.

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-18 01:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Luke might be in a similar boat, given the... horrible plot-like things I'm doing with him at present. >>;;]

[He moves back to his feet when she makes no immediate protest of his moving to do so, albeit slowly should she change her mind. He glances back to the paintbrush, briefly confused by her question.]


Not today, Your Majesty, though if it would please you...? [Which is to say, tell me what to paint red and I'll do it so long as you let me use actual paint and not my own blood. :|b;;;]

/patpat

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-19 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[>>; Well it's not entirely horrible, it's just kind of fiddling around with an idea I was given by a dream but it does cause pain? :D;;;]

[Luke tilts his head at the situation. I was fixing light bulbs, woman, does it look like there's anything red on that paint brush?]


I can assure you, Your Majesty, I would do no such thing. I've simply replaced a few light bulbs and repaired various mechanic objects throughout this area. [Please don't eat me.]

/clingback

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-20 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[It could be worse! I think.]

[...Crap, she seems annoyed. He offers an awkward laugh.]


The only possible witness I could offer isn't someone I'd like to get involved, and I've no way of knowing whether he was actually a witness or not. [Which is to say, Engel is sort of handwavily following this kid around all the time anyway, but Luke is so not letting you anywhere near him if he can help it. He takes a solid step backward at this point, harmlessly putting a hand behind him.] If Your Majesty would accept some other form of proof, such as being shown what I have spent the morning doing that doesn't involve painting your roses? [Where the hell are these roses of yours, anyway?]

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-21 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
[:D;;;;]

[Because we forgot that you're crazy right now and thought it might help. Clearly we were very mistaken. Luke resists the urge to facepalm when she spouts off about an accomplice. Did they always have to be so crazy? Sigh. He takes a rather collected few steps backward from the giant paw, pulling his hand away from the small of his back.]

[See, what few people know about this Luke is the fact that he carries a gun. He hates the thing, and hates even more to use it, but he's so out of practice with a sword that he doesn't trust himself to protect himself, much less anyone else, with one.]

[So right about now, "Ace" as you seem to be called, you're getting a .9mm pointed in your general direction from the redhead you just grabbed for, who is still taking slow steps backward. He's not very stupid.]

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-21 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Luke's not one for fairytale madness, sorry. :|]

[He's got no intention of shooting the Queen; she'd likely be defenseless without her overgrown stuffed animal anyway. He takes another few solid steps backward and pops the gun off safety, pulling back to roll a bullet into the barrel.]


I merely react in self-defense, Your Majesty. Had your soldier not first made a grab for me, my gun would have stayed where it was.

[He's still mostly trying to get away without violence, but the gun is staying loaded and ready to fire just in case.]

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-21 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[So much for getting away without violence. As the axe swings Luke pulls the trigger thrice, aiming for the center of Tokunaga's head (but low enough to where it wouldn't hit Anise were it to penetrate the doll). He continues to move away from the advancing creature, kicking his nearly-forgotten toolbox and flipping a spare wrench into his free hand. That's there for further projectile, given he has limited bullets.]

[He takes a quick glance beyond Tokunaga for possible escape routes, idly wondering if it would make a difference to duck down a hallway or into a room. ...Probably not, given the puppet would likely just smash through the doorway. :|;;]

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-21 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Narrows his eyes slightly. Hmm. With Anise jostled and set aside, Luke could... possibly even fairly easily get to her and stop the attack entirely. He wouldn't attack someone who had his Queen hostage, now would he? Luke is relatively confident that, given the size difference, he has agility on his side, but...]

[He frowns.]

[He can't really bring himself to use Anise as a hostage, crazy or otherwise. So instead he takes advantage of one of Tokunaga's wide axe swings and rolls forward, making a mad dash for a nearby hallway. Follow me if you must, crazy toy!]

[identity profile] highmaintanance.livejournal.com 2010-02-21 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[We sort of figured you'd make a mess to get to us. It's still a little frustrating, and a tad alarming to know that he can't really get away. Luke skids around a corner and books it off down another hallway, reveling in the fact that he can at least slow the beast down.]

[And good god that singing is creepy. He hesitates and runs down a hall that will take him back out toward where Anise is. Maybe if he can talk sense into the Queen...]

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