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Post by misterrainbow on Dec 10, 2015 19:29:21 GMT -8
It was another one of those days.... Recovering yet from the incident that transpired over Halloween in New York, Maxwell spent boring hours kicking at his sheets. There were never enough visitors nor plentiful activities to keep him occupied from the devastation of being prone in bed. Not even all the Crayons or sugar cubes in the world could keep him still for more than a day.
Sienna had occupied him for a time, but his restlessness was renewed in the absence of company. With only his mind to entertain him, There was no stopping the Rainbow this time. Not when the flickers of imaginary butterflies were tempting the Man-child from his bed, dancing just inches from his reach. Donning a sheet across his shoulders, like a super hero's cape, and fastening it in place with a stiff and bulky knot, Maxwell stealth away from the Infirmary like a snowy rainbow ninja on the prowl for pretty bugs. His only witness being the rainbow-maned unicorn plushie sidekick tucked in the nape of his bed sheet cloak.
Escaping at the backs of preoccupied medics, Maxwell raced down the hall with flighty, feather light strides, reaching for dust specs fluttering in the air. Butterflies were tricky things, though. His fingers slipped right though them like ghosts, when he could reach them. Maxwell could barely raise his arms higher than his head without need for laughing. Determined to catch his flighty specters, the man chased them in winding paths through head quarters, sure to corner the imaginary creatures somewhere at somepoint.
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Dec 11, 2015 8:54:13 GMT -8
[It was that time of the year, and that time of the year meant Christmas songs. Playing on the radio. All day. Every day. Salvia gritted her thread-cutting teeth as "Santa Baby" came on for the 34th time today. She thought a miracle would happen on the 34th, like maybe smashing the playlist in the face until it skips to a better song, but unfortunately it didn't. Despite work etiquette, she pulled out her headphones and thrusted them over her ears and hit the play button on her phone as quickly as she could.]
[Everyone in the office, at least whoever came at work since the radio was pretty much a dying art around here, was busy filing papers or writing things or discussing whatnot here and there. Salvia spotted some of them sneakily listening to their own music on one earbud. Smart. She put down her pen and lazily lifted her feet onto the table. Today was gonna be another lame day.]
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Post by misterrainbow on Dec 11, 2015 19:18:12 GMT -8
Maxwell followed his Butterfly phantoms as far as the gardens and back again, undeterred by anything, what so ever, in his mission to capture the glittering things. Except for perhaps by the sound of music. As he skipped through one particular corridor, Maxwell hesitated when a familiar Christmas tune buzzed from beyond a door he hadn't touched in a long time. It wasn't the slow, suave voice of the lovely Eartha Kitt he knew from another Era, but the song was the same.....as the first dozen times he'd heard it from the corners of the infirmary that past week. Always some present day bee-bopper.
Maxwell wasn't allowed to think about the song for very long. The butterflies he'd been chasing didn't seem to approve of Maxwell's divided attention and fluttered across his vision to remind him of their game. Before he could make a grab for them, they whisked away towards the radio room and through the door like a flock of ghosts. Maxwell watched as they vanished beyond his sights, and suddenly lurched into a full run at the closed door. Though instead of phasing through the door like the butterflies had, Maxwell slammed nose first into the door with a loud 'THUNK!'.
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Dec 12, 2015 17:10:53 GMT -8
THUNK!
[At first, Salvia had been occupied trying to decipher the cryptic meaning of Brendon Urie's lyrics that she hardly heard anything else outside her bubble. But a handful of the other co-workers caught wind of the sound and one of them headed over to the door. She knocked Salvia's head on her way over for the radio host's insolence to their duties.]
"Ow, fuck!" [Salvia cursed and removed her headphones to rub her sore spot. Co-worker hit her right on the headphones' band too. The girl soon opened up the door and everyone in the room questioned the rainbow wonder that landed at their doorstep.]
[Salvia was a lazy sack of bones, so she rolled over to where everyone was looking at in her office chair. She squinted at the familiar sentient box of Crayola markers with disbelief.] "Maxwell?"
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Post by misterrainbow on Dec 12, 2015 17:46:42 GMT -8
The Rainbow biscuit was dazed for more than a few moments, lying sprawled on his back as the Radio hosts all huddled around curiously. When he did finally come to his sense, Maxwell giggled sheepishly and rolled tenderly onto his side before sitting up on his heels to smile curiously back as every there. As his eyes befell Salvia, the mans smile widened and he waved, though not as enthusiastically as he normally did.
"Heya, Toto! Did you by chance see any butterflies in there? Them tricky little pixies dragged my nose right into your door." He leaned sideways on his knees and bent forward, trying to peek by everyone standing in the way. Though he didn't immediately see his phantasmal little friend fluttering abut, he did see a lot of other interesting things. Flashy buttons and levers and sticky notes next to blinky lights---how neat! On hands and knees, he attempted to crawl into the Radio Studio from between the legs of the patron standing to Salvia's left.
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Dec 12, 2015 17:59:53 GMT -8
[Salvia stared baffled at her teammate. The others began to already question Maxwell's antics out loud.]
"Hey, kid, uhh, you lost?"
"Is he okay?"
"Do you know him, Sal?"
"Butterflies?"
"Pixies??"
"No, seriously, is he okay?"
"AHHH! HEY--"
[Before the patron was about to horse-kick Maxwell away from their legs, Salvia immediately zipped over, grabbed Maxwell by the arm, and began dragging him out the door.]
"Maxwell. NO. You should be resting and regaining whatever sanity you have left in the infirmary. How many times do I have to tell you, the radio room is NOT a playroom scusemeguysbrbforasec."
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Post by misterrainbow on Dec 15, 2015 15:11:01 GMT -8
Before he'd cleared the persons knees, Maxwell felt a sharp pull on his shoulder and the Radio room suddenly got smaller. Oh, wait. He was getting farther away. His rump skirted the ground as Salvia dragged him back into the hall way, heels thumping the ground along the way. "Awe, I wont get in the way, Toto! Promises! I just want to peek around and see if the butterfly is there. I wont touch a single button!" A giggled forced its way past his lips as his bottom skipped across the carpeted floor, giving him a bit of rug burn. As his laugh grew more shrill, He turned himself about to plant his heel on Salvia's chair and gave it a good boot out from under her.
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Dec 20, 2015 12:09:49 GMT -8
POUND! [The swivel chair suddenly shoved from under her rump and Salvia's temple hit the ground. Her teeth snapped together with a jarring thud; she was lucky she didn't somehow manage to bite her tongue off. Temporary pain vibrated through her skull.]
"Motherfuck--" [Salvia managed to say as she slowly sat up rubbing her head. Several co-workers appeared by her side in concern. And they looked even more concerned when she growled low with anger.] "Maxwell, I'm gonna fucking kill you---"
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Post by misterrainbow on Dec 29, 2015 20:15:18 GMT -8
[Phew, this sat for a while. SORRY FOR THE DELAYS!]
While Salvia spewed curses and death threats, Maxwell uttered a crooked giggle and rubbed his shoulder, similarly to how Salvia rubbed her own aching skull. Glancing once over while she was attended, Maxwell smiled stiffly and tenderly picked himself up from the floor with a quiet little hum. A glitter had caught his eye-- his butterfly hung glittering in the open doorway of the studio, beckoning him to damnation.
As it glint out of sight, he skipped casually after it to evade excursion before Salvia regained herself. Babbling as he went that he was going to tell Sisi all the naughty words Toto was singing today.
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Jan 1, 2016 19:57:06 GMT -8
[Salvia could have asked the others to help her catch Maxwell but hell no. He was going doooooown. She steadied herself as she stood up, ignoring the aid and concern of her co-workers. She didn't care if he was going to tattletale to Sisi about her foul language, this is personal payback.]
[She glared at Maxwell as he hopped around like the insane rainbow rabbit that he was. Right when his back was turned, she dashed toward him with mighty force and with a stride, she stretched her arms to grab his tiny waist, and she'd just touched the fabric of his cape--]
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Post by misterrainbow on Jan 1, 2016 22:06:01 GMT -8
Maxwell skipped into the studio, eyes darting left and right for signs of his glittering friend. It wasn't hard to spot, though. The room was open and less of a maze than traditional studio's he'd seen before. to the far right, he saw the glitter of the butterfly hovering over a blinking console of lever and microphones with buttons and switches demanding attention. That sneaky butterfly was up to no good! it was going to play with all the neat gadgets and get him in trouble! He'd better go and catch it before it did something naughty.
He lurched forward to bolt after the pesky critter, but he hadn't gotten more than a few steps when his cape hung itself up around his neck and jerked the man off his feet. Choking on his tongue, Maxwell crumpled backwards off his feet and hit the floor for the second time in less than two minutes. Almost a new record! And were it not for the Rainbow unicorn plushie tucked in the nape of his cape, He might have snacked his head on the floor with a much louder thud than he did. A bit dazed and surprised, Maxwell coughed out a laugh and a small whimper as he stare at the high crested ceiling. "Tha wassa doozy---"
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Jan 6, 2016 14:41:54 GMT -8
[CAUGHT HERSELF A BITCH. Salvia was almost sure she'd miss Wile E. Crayole, but her hand caught a fistful of the fabric and she belly-flopped to the ground as they both fell. A pained huff escaped her throat from the impact. But she didn't let go.] "GGGGGGGGOT IT."
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Post by misterrainbow on Jan 10, 2016 17:10:33 GMT -8
"OH MY GOSH! YOU DID!" Maxwell slapped his hands against his cheeks in mock surprise, but a quick fumble with the messy knot around his neck freed him in seconds. Gasping his Rainbow Unicorn Plushie by a squishy hook, the barely dazed man agilely hopped back to his feet. And with a quick skip and flourish of his arms, Maxwell thrust the stuffed animal over his head and abruptly charged across the room at the consoles he'd been eyeing a moment before. "Fly, Unni! FOR RAINBOW JUSTICE!" As he reached the console of levers and buttons, Maxwell slammed the plushie down in a smothering gesture....several times...... Chasing the figment butterfly of his imagination. "TAKE THAT. AND THAT! GLITTERING SPARKLE SPOOP OPPRESSORS--YOU SHALL BE CONQUERED BY MY SUGARY RAINBOW FURY LIKE VENGEANCE!!!"
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Jan 11, 2016 7:18:04 GMT -8
[Salvia glanced from Maxwell to the blanket she held in startled confusion, as if she'd just ripped off a body part of his. A rough blend between horror and fury prickled her bristles as she charged after him soundlessly to the fragile and probably-should've-been-updated hardware of the radio equipment. The blanket was still gripped in one hand, and she proceeded to smother it across Maxwell's face and drag the Energizer Bunny away in some hopefully unintended attempt at murder.] "Cállate la boca, puta, YOU ARE DOUBLE DEAD TO ME, MAXWELL."
[Meanwhile, everyone else in the radio huddled together on the opposite end of the room looking out in horror and shock at what befell before them. Useless fools.]
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Post by misterrainbow on Jan 12, 2016 23:50:30 GMT -8
Smothered by a fistful of cotton knitted death, Maxwell flailed and stumbled as he was abruptly dragged off the console. Somewhere along the way, he dropped Unni, but abandoned it to grab onto Salvia. Though breathing was suddenly difficult, he strangled out a laugh as he clung to her arm to hold himself up, expecting to slow the team mate down with his weight. Which was...practically nothing, in all honestly. "AWF! --Dun shaw dat, shafia! Avas shaffing hor fepuwashun! Da Buffer-lie hash dunna haff arring!"
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