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paixaorpg2009-01-27 05:55 pm
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Step into my parlor [Active]
Character(s): Timon, Hades, Maleficent, Jafar
Content: Timon finally gets to see the mayor's office! Unfortunately it's not under the best terms for him.
Setting: Within City Hall :3
Time: Backdated; follows this thread, which is before the week system started :D;
Warnings: Uhhh. None yet.
Quite satisfied with that little event (oh, and to see Sora’s reaction? Fantastic!), Hades strode through City Hall, long fingers wrapped around Timon’s body. Too easy. But he wasn’t up to harming the small meerkat much (yet), and the Heartless that had once kept a hold of him had been too much trouble, what with running into a wall shortly after they entered. It was better this way.
He made his way to the mayor’s office with a grin plastered to his face. The only time Timon would ever be in the office was now, and it would most likely be an unpleasant experience. “I do so hope you have a photographic memory, Timon. It’d be such a shame if you forgot all about the office that could’ve been yours!” Hades barked a laugh and gave Timon a shake. If the meerkat was talking, Hades sure as hell was ignoring him.
He could bet: lots of screaming, yelling, maybe a tremble of fear? Oh, that would be something he should pay attention to… made things interesting! Heh.
Hades pushed open the doors to the office, offering a toothy smile to where Maleficent sat behind the desk drinking a glass of wine, and promptly stepped to it, dropping Timon right into her glass. His 'smile' never faded.
“Lookie what I found sniffing around your little wall.”
Content: Timon finally gets to see the mayor's office! Unfortunately it's not under the best terms for him.
Setting: Within City Hall :3
Time: Backdated; follows this thread, which is before the week system started :D;
Warnings: Uhhh. None yet.
Quite satisfied with that little event (oh, and to see Sora’s reaction? Fantastic!), Hades strode through City Hall, long fingers wrapped around Timon’s body. Too easy. But he wasn’t up to harming the small meerkat much (yet), and the Heartless that had once kept a hold of him had been too much trouble, what with running into a wall shortly after they entered. It was better this way.
He made his way to the mayor’s office with a grin plastered to his face. The only time Timon would ever be in the office was now, and it would most likely be an unpleasant experience. “I do so hope you have a photographic memory, Timon. It’d be such a shame if you forgot all about the office that could’ve been yours!” Hades barked a laugh and gave Timon a shake. If the meerkat was talking, Hades sure as hell was ignoring him.
He could bet: lots of screaming, yelling, maybe a tremble of fear? Oh, that would be something he should pay attention to… made things interesting! Heh.
Hades pushed open the doors to the office, offering a toothy smile to where Maleficent sat behind the desk drinking a glass of wine, and promptly stepped to it, dropping Timon right into her glass. His 'smile' never faded.
“Lookie what I found sniffing around your little wall.”
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“What, you think if you ignore me I’m just gunna go away?” he asked as they continued to speak amongst one another. “You didn’t think it’d really be that easy to get rid of me, did you? I don’t give up that easily, and especially not to the likes of you. I’m not going anywhere! You hear me? Anywhere! I’ll be here all day, all week, all year! Are you listening me?! I’m talking here! Stop pretending you can’t hear me, I know you can!”
Timon wasn’t frustrated, he was furious. He could feel the anger burning inside him, rising exceedingly before he suddenly found he could no longer contain himself. If they weren’t listening he would make them listen. He had a lot to say and he was going to say it.
“NOW YOU LOT SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME!” the rodent shouted sternly. “I’VE NEVER WORKED AS HARD AT ANYTHING AS I HAVE FOR THIS SEAT. I’VE BEEN DOING THIS CITIES DIRTY WORK FOR OVER A YEAR, WAY BEFORE ANY OF YOU ARRIVED. EVEN WHILE THE REAL MAYOR WAS HERE! RISKING PEOPLES LIVES, RISKING MY LIFE FOR PEOPLE I DON’T EVEN KNOW, THAT I DON’T EVEN LIKE! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST COME AND TAKE THIS FROM ME AFTER EVERYTHING I’VE DONE? THAT I'M GOING TO JUST SIT BACK AND LET YOU?!”
Shaking his hot head, he continued to approach the trio. “I’ve worked too hard to let you take this away from me. I earned this office. I EARNED IT! Now… GET. OUT!”
The meerkat pointed furiously toward the office doors, a fire burning in his eyes like no other before. But there was another fire burning other than the one in his eyes, one that he had simply mistaken as his anger. It was only after a hesitant pause, he found the most curious of smells reach his nose. At first it was indistinguishable, but after another sniff he recognized the oder as singed fur. However, it took at least another moment before the heat emitting from his head registered as fire.
Letting out a scream loud enough for at least half the city to hear, Timon leapt at least a foot off the desk and onto the ground. He threw his hands up to his head only to immediately withdraw them in a panic. He didn’t know what to do, so he did the only sensible thing he could think of: run around the room screaming.