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Post by masterwarlord on May 26, 2009 17:26:32 GMT -6
Gluttony’s eye twitched from behind his monocole in annoyance. His eye twitched so much that his monocole fell out, him hastily catching it and putting it back in before it fell. How could anyone refuse his generous offer? He’d been extremely generous with the amount he was giving to ensure that she would sign, not that that was all that much money to him personally. Forcing himself to regain his composure, he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Ah, I see. You’re a stingy one, aren’t you, miss? If you really insist, I could offer you TWO million. . .”. Surely she wouldn’t be so foolish as to pass this offer up, then again, she did refuse the un-refusable offer in the first place, so perhaps he was wasting his time here.
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 26, 2009 17:29:11 GMT -6
Martel growled slightly, and was about to tell him to get lost before she heard Nikolai crying from upstairs. "Sorry, but I have to go" she said, walking upstairs in order to tend to her son.
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Post by masterwarlord on May 26, 2009 17:46:47 GMT -6
Gluttony’s eye twitched some more as the woman left, but he stopped himself before long to prevent himself from accidentally dropping his monocole. “If you ever change your mind, give me a call. . .” said the fat man as he casually took out a card with his number and tossed it onto a shelf inside, then tipped his hat to the woman. “I trust you’ll make the right decision, miss, for your sake. . .”. Gluttony forced a more regular smile and tipped his hat, then turned around and went to leave, the smile instantly fading and turning into a scowl.
How could this woman of refused his offer? It was utterly absurd. She was either too arrogant for her own good, an idiot, or simply wasn’t taking him seriously. It was probably the last of those, as she probably figured there was some catch involved despite his claims to the contrary.
But none of that mattered now. Gluttony had wanted to avoid suspicion and let the woman off from this easy by giving her a new home and plenty of cash, but she was digging her own grave here. There was nothing he could do about that. He’d just have to find what was hidden in the old house by force. . .According to what a very strange man with a massive entaglement of green hair and a tank top had told him, it contained the key to get to Amestris, where he could use his money to gain actual power. While Gluttony questioned his credibility due to his appearance, he knew that he was trustworthy due to plenty of proof he’d already given him.
Although really. . .What could possibly be within that common house worth anything, much less something with the power to take one to Amestris? Gluttony rubbed his chin in thought as he got into his car and drove off. It was high time for a conversation with the one who called himself Envy. . .
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 26, 2009 17:58:01 GMT -6
Martel had been expecting the man to still be at the house when she came downstairs. Though, she wasn't too upset to see him gone. "Stay here while I grab your sister and call Shaun, okay?" she told Nikolai, who nodded as his mother placed him on the ground and returned upstairs.
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Post by amouri on May 26, 2009 23:26:40 GMT -6
((LOL Clumsy? AND YOU STOLE BARRY'S CODE-NAME. SHAAAAAME ON THEE GLUTTONY. lol, but welcome to the real world ^_^ I felt slightly intimidated at first as well.
"Ok..." Barry waited, slightly uncomfortable, still holding the boy.
He had never really been that good with kids, but the boy seemed quite happy at the moment.
As the boy got his bottle Barry quickly realized that he needed no assistance for this part, merely suckling happy away on his own.
Suddenly, a strange sensation struck him. He looked down in confusion, wondering whether he had become ill, but then he recognized something he hadn't felt for years.
Hunger.
"Erm...I was wondering if you had anything to eat? Its been quite some time since my last meal you see..."
He asked timidly.
This was ridiculous. He had never been this polite for a long time, but he just reckoned that he'd probably have to change a lot of things in order for him to stay there with no problems.
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Post by aspiredeathe on May 27, 2009 4:33:01 GMT -6
Denny heard the door go, yet let it be as Martel headed out to answer.
Hearing words drift back, a rather obnoxious voice along with the female's, he felt somewhat complied to go see.
Yet as Barry, quite politely, made a request, he found himself scratching his chin in thought.
"You could plunder the fridge, make a sandwich. That's actually your best shot, seeing as Scar's out tonight and he's usually the one to cook." It may have sounded like Scar was the only one who could cook in here, but really, he was the only whom everyone believed could cook and would cook. Most were lazy.
Atleast that was in his case.
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Post by amouri on May 27, 2009 6:00:10 GMT -6
Barry nodded quitely.
"But what about the ki-"
He stopped as he heard what Denny then said.
"Scar?...Who is he?" Something was nagging him, a piercing doubt in the back of his mind.
Where have I heard that name before?
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Post by masterwarlord on May 27, 2009 10:23:28 GMT -6
((This post is just a bunch of me RPing with myself, so don't feel obligated to read the wall of text if you don't feel like it. I'm not cutting straight to the actual action so that some actual time passes before that occurs, as otherwise Gluttony would be showing up again as quickly as he left.))
Gluttony drove back to his mansion and entered it, and proceeded to look around for Envy. Once he met Envy he'd allowed him to stay at his mansion due to all of the important information he seemed to know. He eventually found the green haired man whaling on some of his belongings out of boredom. "What do you think you're doing?!?". Envy chuckled. "Target practice. Sorry, you were just taking -so- long. Did you get the house deed?". Gluttony shook his head and sighed. "They wouldn't even accept TWO million dollars. Absolute rubbish, I tell you. I was late because I was waiting for them to return to the residence for quite some time.". Envy got an angry expression. "I told you failure wasn't an option. You should've offered more if they were that stupid and stubborn.". Gluttony laughed heartily. "Failure isn't an option, hmm? I'm the one running the show here, not you. I've got the money. Without me you're nothing.".
Envy looked as if thinking, then snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the real Gluttony from Amestris came out from another room, dressed just like Bartholomew, the alternate world version of the homunculus. Bartholomew twitched as he looked at this carbon copy of himself for a good while. The real Gluttony laughed and simply asked "Can I eat him?" to which Envy replied "Sorry, but we still need this fat ass. You can go back to the pantry and help yourself, though.". Gluttony laughed eagerly as he went back from where he came.
Bartholomew Gluttony's eye continued to twitch as he was dumbstruck. ". . .How?". Envy chuckled. "That doesn't matter. What does matter is that if you do something I don't like, Barty, I can kill you and use him in your place.". Gluttony folded his arms and let out a deep sigh. "What is it that I need to do?". Envy clenched a fist. "You know damn well by now. I need that house destroyed. Underneath it is a transmutation circle I can use to get back to Amestris. Once I'm back there, I'll finally have all my power back. . .I'll be a homunculus once more, rather then a filthy human.". Gluttony rubbed his chin in thought. "Why do you need me then? Why not just destroy the place? Blow it sky high?". Envy smacked Gluttony across the face. "Idiot! If we did that we might damage the transmutation circle under it, and there'd be no way we could ever get to Amestris!". Gluttony rubbed his fat nose where he was smacked and continued to try to come up with a plan. "Perhaps we could frame the people living there for a crime to evict them from the residence?". Envy chuckled and rubbed his hands together eagerly. "Now we're gettin' somewhere. . .I like how you think, Barty.".
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Post by amouri on May 27, 2009 14:25:53 GMT -6
((OH LAWD. I LUFF YOUR POSTS. KEEP ON WITH THEM PWEEZ. You stole Barry's name again! *accusing point* Hm...frame them for a crime, eh? Good I have Barry in my power...MUAHAHAHA.))
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 27, 2009 14:41:03 GMT -6
Martel came downstairs, holding Arden whose hands were very bloody. The little girl was looking quite proud of herself.
"Poke killed chipmunk" Arden said, glancing over at Barry. It was almost like she was looking for approval.
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Post by amouri on May 27, 2009 14:58:00 GMT -6
Barry turned his head as the woman from before brought the small girl Arden downstairs. On hearing her proud remark, he was silent in shock for a few seconds, before bursting into laughter.
"Way to go squirt! Lil rodents ain't no match for you I see-" He stopped and looked at the woman holding the girl.
Why the HELL did he have to say something like that?!
"Oh, geez-I didn't mean to encourage her or anything-" He scratched the back of his head uncomfortably, still holding the small boy on one arm.
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 27, 2009 15:01:58 GMT -6
Martel just sighed. "Don't bother. The kid next door encourages her enough. Besides, she's been like this ever since she could crawl." she said, placing Arden on the floor. The little girl turned her head, smiling at her brother like he was one of her Barbie dolls. That wasn't a good thing.
"Help" Nikolai squeaked, staring at his sister in fear.
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Post by amouri on May 27, 2009 15:16:41 GMT -6
Barry frowned at the sound of her voice.
That nagging feeling before...this wasn't good.
"Hey-have we met?" He inquired, slightly curious.
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 27, 2009 15:19:32 GMT -6
"I don't think so" Martel said, raising her eyebrow slightly as she grabbed some paper towels. She walked over to Arden and started wiping off the blood. "Dammit. Didn't think chipmunk blood was so hard to get off".
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Post by amouri on May 27, 2009 23:15:08 GMT -6
Barry was still frowning, but decided to drop it.
If people from amestris were here, for all he knew some of the dead could have come back to life.
And he wasn't too eager to possibly let one of his earlier victims recognize him.
"Oh-If some of its already dry, don't wash it with warm water." He said. "Dried blood, and especially dried blood that has been warmed some way or another, does not dissolve back into water so easily. Proteins in the blood denature at higher temps and then are no longer water soluble. So try washing it in colder water, the warm will probably just make it stick."
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 28, 2009 13:00:47 GMT -6
"No, it's not dried. There's just a shitload of it" Martel said, as she finally finished wiping off Arden's hands. She turned to Barry and questioned him. "How do you know so much on the subject?"
"He kill too" Arden piped up, smiling at Barry with a face that clearly said, 'sorry to blow it for you'.
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Post by amouri on May 28, 2009 13:14:05 GMT -6
His face flushed red at the inquiry.
"Oh-yes, about that-"
He was interrupted by the small girl, and looked at her in frank astonishment.
She really is some kid.
"Yes...well, I was a butcher..." He looked at her curiously.
He wasn't sure if she also was from amestris, or whether she just was cozy with the people that were.
In a slightly lower voice he said "...In Amestris. I'm still not quite sure how I got here in the first place."
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 28, 2009 13:16:46 GMT -6
Martel sighed slightly. She knew who this guy was----the alchemist in the lab had talked about bringing in a physcotic butcher at one point. "Just don't give her any ideas" she said, nodding down at Arden who smirked slightly.
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Post by amouri on May 28, 2009 13:36:57 GMT -6
The colour drained from his face.
She knows!
"What the-how did you-"
Then he remembered. Faintly, he had once heard that voice before.
In that cursed lab.
"...Ah. I'm sorry, I'll try-no, I will avoid giving her any ideas."
He felt slightly uncomfortable. After all, it could turn out to be pretty dangerous to live in a world where everybody including your worst enemies lived together in one house.
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 28, 2009 13:46:44 GMT -6
"Trust me, there's maybe two people in this house who can cause more damage to you" Martel told Barry, grabbing Arden's hand and pulling her away. The little girl had been eyeing the knive drawer. And knowing her, she wasn't looking to cut up food with it.
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