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Post by allthatglitters on Jul 27, 2015 20:32:55 GMT -8
Marion tried to help, cheeks pink in realization that she had hit her own teammate. But at least she had hit something... She plucked a few off the other girl's bowl uncertainly, not quite sure if she was allowed to touch it. What a strange contraption... Perhaps it was all the rage in Milan. "Yeah, I could see why the fishbowl might not come in handy. I've been realizing the same thing with wearing something that sparkles," She frowned at her own dress, as if blaming the fabric for its treacherous behavior, "But no, you're the first one I've hit. I kind of... Didn't know how to use this thing," She swung the gun around as if to prove her point, lose her grip, and accidentally sent the gun flying across the hall, "....Oops?"
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Post by deafowl on Jul 27, 2015 20:55:58 GMT -8
He wondered if the halls could play tricks on his eyes, or perhaps he desperately needed to take a nap. Or rather, he admitted to himself, that he needed to realize this was merely a game. If the distant echo of giggles told him anything, it was that he was an old crab who needed to loosen up. The supposed teammate in question was nowhere to be seen. Gilles resolved the the emphatic "bang!" had come from another direction.
He dropped his hands and released a dramatic sigh to cover the small sliver of embarrassment he was pushing himself to recover from. But really, in the least he could be grateful that no one was witnessed to his little one man show.
A 180 degree swerve on his heel, Gilles resolved to head back in the direction he came from to try and locate a red member. "Quite a shame; back to square one," he said as he was just about to turn the corner.
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Post by painttheworld on Jul 27, 2015 23:39:23 GMT -8
Sorry Shiroki totally saw your one man show Gilles but at least he wasn't paying attention.
He didn't hear the voice anymore. He must have been seen!? He was about to peek around the corner again but stopped when he heard footsteps coming his way. He was definitely seen, right? Even if it was just a little game his heart pounded and he fumbled with the nerf gun nervously, pointing it away from his face now to prepare.
The louder the footsteps got the closer he pressed up to the wall, until he heard the voice again and the Enemy came into sight, probably about to walk onto him the way he was planting himself on the ground-- and raised the gun-- "Sorry!" --and fired, closing his eyes for the nonexistent shot force.
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Post by lolitaclown on Jul 28, 2015 7:05:56 GMT -8
The slightly deflated clown rocked back on her shoulders, pushing off of the ground and landing on her feet. Holding her arms in the air in a "Ta-da!" pose, Lorelei smiled like she was back on stage. Of course, this wasn't a stage at all and she was still in the middle of a war, but there was always time for a little flourish. Spinning around, she dusted off her dress, puffed out her chest, and aimed her guns at Eva one more time before bolting back down the hall as fast as she could. She needed some back up, but where could the rest of her team possibly be? Yue had a fishtank on her head so it wasn't like the girl could get that far that fast...probably. If she was lucky, Marion was probably with her and hopefully the rest of the team wasn't far behind. If they could only regroup, then there would be way that the other team could win!
With a giddy grin, Lorelei practically skipped as she ran, her phone now playing the Mortal Kombat theme as a particular sparkly dress caught her eye. Running a bit faster, Lorelei slid next to Marion and Yue, grabbing both and pulling them into a tight hug before releasing them quickly. "HaHA! Found you!" she squealed before spinning. "Surely the enemy followed me," Her voice dropped low as she looked around the hall, lowering her stance like any good action movie star. "The fight is just beginning, ready yourselves comrades." speaking in a terrible Russian accent, Lorelei snickered and got ready for any flash of orange that might appear around the corner.
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Post by ivesofmarch on Jul 28, 2015 12:40:42 GMT -8
Honestly, after Lorelei had slammed right into the wall, Eva would let her guard down for a moment, just to watch as the other woman seemed to just lay there in awe at her own...folly. The older woman couldn't help but hold in a laugh as indicated by the sound of a snicker. Did this girl really except to get far against someone with experience like hers? Upon seeing the guns aimed at her again, she would prepare to dodge but then saw as Lorelei made a run for it. Ah well, this wasn't anything like a reaping or the jobs she had been sent on in the past. In this situation, letting the enemy get away in a casual situation such as this was more than acceptable.
Knowing that this was a war, albeit one in play, Eva would assume that Lorelei had made a run for it to seek out allies. Perhaps it would be of best interest to do the same. Eva would start casually trotting int he other direction, on the lookout for others decorated with orange.
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'The Little Mermaids - Part of Your World plays in the bg'
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Post by fishbowl.head on Jul 28, 2015 19:09:18 GMT -8
Yue smiled gratefully at Marion as she plucked the rubber annoyances that she couldn't quiet reach, once the deed was done she was granted a splendid view of Marion beautiful golden dress which Yue cooed at accordingly, and her practically throwing her nerf gun away "I see..." she replied "it might help if, you know, you held onto it."
Yue really should have seen it incoming, or at the very least heard it via the action movie esque movie getting increasingly louder, but she only caught the last flash of red before she had a handful of Lorelei on her "Why are you talking so low, are you sick, need a cough drop?" mocking words aside she cocked the plastic riffle barrel of her nerf gun, she was ready to blast people in the face again, see how they like it when they could only see between gaps of leeching nerf bullets.
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Post by allthatglitters on Jul 28, 2015 19:22:01 GMT -8
"Holding on to the gun," Maron repeated sheepishly, "That sounds like it might work."
Before she could say anything more, she was enveloped in an embrace that sounded vaguely like Mortal Kombat. She blinked through the exchange of words, quickly recognizing Lorelei as her fellow teammate- Although, to be quite fair, if she was still holding her gun she might have shot her a couple times by accident, "Enemies approaching from all directions, Lorelei is suddenly mafia or gravely ill, and we're all about to die in the name of Red Team," She nodded, "I think I'm caught up," Getting in the spirit of things- Maybe the music, maybe Lorelei's exaggerated actions, maybe just going out of her head- she glanced around and crouched in the only spy position she knew. Holding her fingers in a pathetic gun shape, she murmured, "Im going in to grab my weapon. Cover me. If I don't come back alive, avenge me."
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No. I'm not painting anyone like 'one of my french girls"
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Post by therenaissanceman on Jul 30, 2015 18:59:45 GMT -8
He blinked, and whoever was once there was.. gone? He could of sworn, and he thought he hear a voice too. Maybe the paint fumes finally got to him. Quite a bad timing to for him to good crazy, he was in the middle of a war. Then again, loads of artists have gotten a certain dept after the fumes got to them.
Hmmm...
He stretched back as he stood, tried to get out all the knots. He firmly grasped his gun once more, his fingers near the trigger for if he found any red surprises. He scooted back towards the wall with a sinister smile. As the cartoon with the small man and bunny who thought everyone was a doctor, now the fums had gotten to him, it was time to be hunting for wabbits.
He took a step, a small and careful one. His foot slipped, and the ceiling got further away. A sharp pain was felt, although out his back and head.
Yeah, that is why he couldn't become the next Bond.
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Post by Pins-n-Needles on Aug 3, 2015 1:13:12 GMT -8
Eilis wasn't really up for the game, she just continued to push her self to move on. Tears and locked in her room was her recent style. The passing of fellow teammate took a huge hit; they even annoyed her SO much... Even with the new team grouping, it just didn't seem enough. Eilis hadn't even said one word to them yet. Anything new, Eilis was up to try; no matter the point of stupidity and crazy. Fear of guns even seemed to be washed away at this moment. All the woman had to do was keep calm and just breath throughout this game. Game... That's all it was.
The music moved often... Sure this gave away the position of, who she hoped was the enemy, but Eilis knew if it was the enemy, their comrades would be close. She softly sighed knowing retreat was needed. Fellow Orange teammates needed to be found, after all. Not one was to be seen just yet; not really a good sign. Maybe Eilis was just too far from them and too close to the Reds. With a nod, her bright green eyes scouted the area before her, then with a about face, she ran as quiet as possible.
Turn after turn... Nothing but small glances of fellow Oranges. Dead end to dead end. This place seemed like a maze sometimes. It had been YEARS, since she first arrived, yet the woman still got lost throughout the halls. Puff after each huff... Eilis's body began to over heat. A rest was needed. Next few turns, her back would meet the wall.
And... Nope. A small thud with the split second sight of a man falling before her. Eilis ran to the artist, who she had only just known of. Alessio... was his name, right? In a hushed tone, "Hey... Are you alright?" She pulled his head in her lap to cushion the after math of the hard hit. Examining his head for a moment, she let out a chuckle followed by reaching her feet to help him up. The man seemed medically fine with a small bump, though a small concussion may be something to worry about. "Seriously, you okay, Alessio?"
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Post by deafowl on Aug 3, 2015 7:42:38 GMT -8
Gilles' reaction time is decent, but he had really let his guard down this time. He felt the soft pah of the opponent's bullet against the clothing of his shirt, right below the rib cage. But he didn't hear it. Rather, what he noticed was that the young (and taller) man's exclamation nearly masked the sound of foam against wool. What caught his attention even more was that his eyes were screwed shut.
Always keep them open, boy.
He smiled innocently as he felt a mischievous streak bubble, stepping on the bullet so it was nowhere to be seen. A little fun couldn't hurt. Besides, he had planned to let the young man know fair and square of his victory before they would part. With that, Gilles quickly pointed his gun at the other's chest.
"In honest, lad, to aim as if you were blind is a bit foolish, no? Shame," he said in a whisper.
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