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Post by Blkd-Tastic on May 15, 2010 21:32:32 GMT -5
In more ways that one... Grayback
After a friutless attempt at joining the local extremest group, Grayback was feeling pretty sorry for himself. He could kill a man; hit a penny at a hundred yards, and even wage psychological warfare without ever lifting a finger, but could he bully some Muslim idiot into letting him in on the action? Nooo, of coarse not. He'd decided that the 'manipulation' of mens minds apparently did not include downright bullying. He'd like to think he was more subtle than that. Maybe that was why he failed utterly at it. So, instead he'd decided to start his own terrorist organization. Problem was, at the moment it only consisted of him. He needed an ally, a 'partner in crime' if the stereotype allowed. Considering that he didn't really know anyone, at all, in either Williamsdale or Jordon. He made a point of not making friends. However, there was one man he seemed to run into at the most inconspicuous moments. He was hoping for one of those completely inconspicuous moments, that maybe his crazy idea might just work. Maybe Jimmy wasn't all that he appeared.
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Post by Casi-tastic on Jun 12, 2010 11:33:39 GMT -5
Oh sh- it's CASINOS'Jim' stood on the corner of 8th street and South Park drive smoking a cigaret. His posture was that of a troll; slouchy and limp. He sighed and smoke billowed out of his mouth. Summer had just begun and the temperature was already in the mid 90's. 'Jim' could tell it this summer was going to be a hot one. Pity.
He flicked the cigaret out onto the road and glanced around. To his left there was only a few shops, those being a comic book store, ABC Liquor, and a produce stand and on his right was a bank and a Target. He sighed once more. There wasn't much to do around Williamsdale.
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Post by Blkd-Tastic on Jun 12, 2010 13:31:19 GMT -5
Grayback leaned lazily against a purple elephant!
(KATIE!)
(Now for the real post, kthx. Mmm.)
Grayback leaned lazily against comic store's outer wall, scanning the street for Jim's familiar figure. He was unsurprised and thoroughly delighted to spot the man (wearing a pink po-ka-dotted fluffy bunny suit hopping skittishly away from five anxious policemen on yellow bikes) slouching his way down the street. "Jim, my friend, how goes it?" He said, an evil glint in his eye as he glided over to the man, arms outstretched, a stark contrast to his slouching figure. (Runonsentanceyesyes.)
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Post by Casi-tastic on Jun 12, 2010 13:57:25 GMT -5
Oh sh- it's CASINOSThe disguised alien saw Tom walking down the street in his direction. "Fairly decent, how 'bout you my fine friend?" He called back to the man. (Pssssst there's a she-wolf in your closet....)
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Post by Blkd-Tastic on Jun 12, 2010 14:05:07 GMT -5
In more ways that one... Grayback
"Oh, nothing much." He said, grinning, as he gave Jim a big friendly hug. He drew back, still smiling coldly, and held the man by his shoulders. "I'm a terrorist." He declared proudly.
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Post by Casi-tastic on Jun 21, 2010 20:54:25 GMT -5
Casi squirmed as Tom gave him a giant hug. He tried to pull away but teh man's grip was too strong. When his friend released him, Casi couldn't help but grin at Tom's latest news. "A terrorist, eh? How interesting. Have you joined the local extremest group yet?" He secretly hoped Tom hadn't joined as he heard some of the members were under cover agents from the U.S government. The alien sighed inwardly, big brother seemed to be everywhere these days.
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Post by Blkd-Tastic on Jun 21, 2010 21:06:37 GMT -5
In more ways than one... Grayback
"No." He scoffed as he drew away. "They wouldn't accept me. Something about not actually being Muslim." He said, waving a hand in distaste. "However, I had a few..ideas about that. Have you had lunch yet?" He started to walk down the street, tossing an inviting smile over his shoulder.
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Post by Casi-tastic on Jun 21, 2010 21:16:42 GMT -5
"It's a good thing you weren't accepted anyway...."Casi trailed off as he did not feel like explaining what he had hear from the grape vine. "No I haven't and I'm guessing you would like to discuss your ideas over lunch" He trotted after Tom.
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Post by Blkd-Tastic on Jun 21, 2010 21:20:45 GMT -5
In more ways than one... Grayback
Hands in his pockets, Grayback fell back into step with Jim, the smirk still planted firmly on his face. "Let me guess, CIA has their nose in it?" He was not entirely unaware of the grapevine effect. "There's a nice place not to far from here." He said, switching subjects with ease. "That is, if you like great Chinese and don't mind cigarettes and noise." He finished, eying Jim hopefully.
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Post by Casi-tastic on Jun 22, 2010 13:34:42 GMT -5
Casi gave a slight nod, "Yeah, big brother is everywhere these days." He smirked for a second, he knew of only one place that the government was unaware of; his lab. Oh the joys of being from a different planet entirely. "Chinese food and cigarettes sounds wonderful." He made a gesture torward Tom. "Lead the way."
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Post by Blkd-Tastic on Jun 22, 2010 13:40:31 GMT -5
In more ways than one... Grayback
The man nodded in agreement as he continued to stride down the street, carefully mapping the route in his mind. He wasn't fond of cigarettes, but a daring expedition to the restaurant had proved more than satisfactory. It wasn't far from where they were, just a hop and skip across Williamsdale's artistic jungle. He turned a corner at the end of the side walk, cutting through an alley and coming up behind Ho Chang's Chinese. He glanced behind him briefly to check that Jim was still keeping up, and started down another alley towards the front of the restaurant.
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Post by Casi-tastic on Jun 22, 2010 13:50:33 GMT -5
The alien followed Tom down the street and then into an alleyway where it was considerably cooler. He was thankful that the buildings towering above them where tall enough to block out the sun. Casi continued to follow his friend down yet another alley to the Chinese eatery. "I never noticed how many alleys are actually in Williamsdale."
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Post by Blkd-Tastic on Jun 22, 2010 13:56:48 GMT -5
Grayback shrugged as he held open the door of the eatery for Jim. "Just enough to have some fun in." He muttered with a smile, his hat overshadowing his face. A cloud of cigarette smoke oozed it's way through the door as he smoke, making all his senses sting with it's disgusting tang. He stifled the cough that dearly wished to escape his wind pipes, tapping his fingers with impatience on the door handle. He was more eager than he should have been to tell Jim about his plans and, well, suspicions. Excitement could cloud the mind, he knew, but didn't care.
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Post by Casi-tastic on Jun 22, 2010 14:08:12 GMT -5
Casi stepped into the restaurant and the smell of cuban cigars and cigarettes flooded his nose. "Ahhhh. Smells like home." He walked over to a table and sat down in one of the chairs. "So Tom, tell me of your ideas." While he waited for his friend to sit, he waved over one of the waiters. "I'll have a coke and a chicken fried rice plater."
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Post by Blkd-Tastic on Jun 22, 2010 14:31:36 GMT -5
In more ways than one... Grayback
He sat down across the table from Jim, swinging his feet lazily up on it's vinyl surface. "Just a salad, thanks." He said, winking at the waiter. "Where do I start?" He mused to himself, something flashing in his eyes that wasn't entirely unlike evil. "Like I said, I've decided to become a terrorist, and since our friendly neighborhood extremists won't let me in.." He trailed off as the waiter returned with their drinks. He leaned forward and set his shoes back where they belonged, his eyes gleaming. "Where are you from, Jim?" He almost hissed in the overhanging odor.
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