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 Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 10:06 am
{Tell me if I should edit.}
Beatrice smiled faintly, a strange feeling of pride welling up inside her. "Sounds excellent, boss. I look forward to seeing how things go today." As usual, Bea pretended like Prince's 'plans' weren't doomed from the get-go. It felt good seeing him this happy. Or hearing him, as the case may be. Soon, of course, she arrived at the building which held the secret lair. "I'm here. Expect to see me soon, mmkay?" With that, she hung up, heading inside through the secret entrance in the dark and dank alleyway nearby - as she always did. As she passed on through, she put her cellphone in her purse and donned a scrunchie to keep those long black strands of hair out of her face. She didn't bother fully changing into her costume along the way, since could be put on at any time. Plus, as far as Bea was concerned, she didn't need her mask or costume until they were about to commence whatever plans of abduction Prince might have for Ash for the day.
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 11:29 am
Remy whistled to himself as he continued wandering around town. So far he had run a marathon, gone to the zoo and had lunch with wrestling super-star John Cena. "Wow, who knew he liked to hang around this dump?" Remy said to himself as he walked off to go do something else. I wish that kid would hurry up and do his evil thing so I can do that job no one pays me for and that is technically illegal. Man, I need need to find a day job or something. Remy thought with a sigh when he noticed a skate park. "Why the hell not?" he said to himself as he headed over, the sounds of teens in physical pain and Grunge carried over to his ears, ah the soundtrack of his youth.
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 6:05 pm
"Okay!" Prince said in a childish tone before he put away his phone and took off his overalls while he was lying down on the floor. It was a wonder how his white clothes never seemed to get dirty no matter what he did. Of course, his clothes had special properties, having been washed in a secret formula that he himself made. Again, with all this preparedness, he still manages to fail epicaly. Of course, he was ready to start the operation. Prince put his hands under his head, whistled a happy tune and waited for Beatrice to come drag him to the sofa or something.
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 6:16 pm
Beatrice only took a couple minutes to get where she needed to be at most, half of which due to her speed and the other half being how well made the secret entrance itself was. It was somewhat difficult, but somehow Beatrice managed to pick Prince up and putting him gently on the couch before going on to get a pillow for him as well as his food. Once every task was complete, Bea asked with a small smile on her lips, "Is there anything else you need of me, Boss?" It was a wonder that she didn't drop him on the floor, or why she didn't quit for having so much asked of her for so little reward. Still, Beatrice was content for the moment being. She'd never admit it, but this was how she felt she proved her worth - how she proved to herself that she would never somehow be completely replaced by Ash.
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 9:15 pm
Prince let himself be put on the couch and began eating when handed his food. He managed to eat quickly although his movement looked rather lethargic. He must have taken big bites. Although, he was still quite exhausted from working the whole night and robbing a bank stealthily the day before, he tried to get up after deeming himself capable of walking."To the drill tank!" He cried out, pointing in the general direction of the garage. He picked up the gadgets on the table and beckoned Beatrice to him. "You know, if it wasn't for lovely Ashriel being here, you and I should have blown this joint long ago and went after bigger things..." He made it sound like a bigger evil plan could be fathomed before he spoke again. "...We could get into Broadway and get famous, perhaps!" He chuckled, leaving some of the gadgets for Beatrice to choose from. Of course, it mustn't have occurred to him that he could make a fortune out of his innovations but this story would have ended so soon if he had the common sense to think of that, wouldn't it? "...But alas! The simple pleasures and the sweet scent of home sweet home linger in this place. I don't intend on leaving anytime soon."
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 9:40 pm
Remy was having a ton of fun at the Skate Park. Not only was he showing up the local punks with his awesome skills, but he was also killing time. Finally he got bored of doing Kickflips and McTwists and decided to head out and wander once again. "Well guys, see you around, try not to get too broken up eh?" Remy said with a laugh as he left to go find something else to do, figuring the Prince was probably already starting his evil plan for the day, either that or the dude was busy having lunch or taking a nap after drinking all night.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 6:53 am
"That I don't doubt in the least." Bea chuckled, getting the warm and fuzzies again as she picked out which weapons she'd use. "Broadway, becoming the most infamous villains around, perhaps even world domination... so many possibilities." she muttured softly to herself, seeming to be lost in thought for a moment. Her smile widened all the more as she replied, "One day that could be reality, once home stops being enough. Just...after Ashriel gives in, perhaps." Thankfully, Bea had plenty of practice in hiding any pangs of pain behind a merry grin.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 8:17 am
 ❖Cloud Prince❖
James Francis Ellington
Innovation - Telepathy - Telekinesis Prince nodded to Beatrice's response as he pressed the remote control to open the garage and went halfway up the ladder to hop in the drill tank. "Ah! Do you mean a happy ending where we go home in different parts of the world, happily married and raising kids?" The prince asked coolly, making assumptions as usual. "...I can't imagine it. I imagine us being together and doing evil schemes until we're sixty regardless of whether or not we get married. But if you really want, I know some guys who'll provide for you well, Beatrice. You're a pretty girl and I'd do anything for my best friend and buddy, you know?" Then, he paused as he nearly slipped having put his foot in a bad position on the ladder. "Come to think of it, I don't want to imagine you picking other guys off the floor and dragging them to sofas. At all!" He looked at Beatrice seriously for a few seconds before bursting into laughter. "What's with that reaction?" He savored the moment and proceeded climbing up and hopping into the vehicle. "Okay, joke time's over. Let's go!" He disappeared into the top of the tank and ignited the engine, making sure everything was set the way it was supposed to be.
[OOC:Uh, any reaction, I suppose, would fit. BTW, I forgot to say it before but Anime, you're avi is so hot! :3 BTW, I tried making my own post formats. What do you think?]   
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 8:40 am
{Thank you~ ^.^ Finding wings that were both affordable and that fit the outfit was the hardest part. I like the format, btw. It fits rather well~ ^.^ I've been working on one for Bea, but I haven't got it down quite yet.}
Beatrice looked rather shocked to hear him say it, yet oddly happy. A light blush was deccorating her cheeks, a rare sight indeed for someone who normally looked so calm and collected. She didn't know whether to take this as a sign that she should hold higher hopes for her chances or to brush this off as Prince simply being his usual charming self. "Thank you, Boss. I hope you know I'd do anything for you too." she muttured softly, donning her mask and some black protective gloves. Since she was wearing a leotard beneath, the jean skirt was no longer needed. It was nice having such a low-maintanence costume, wasn't it? Nevertheless, it was a little different every day - with only her mask and the way she wore her hair being the same. Sometimes, Bea would wear a dress on these crime sprees. Other times, she would wear a black bikini and flexible pants. No matter what, though, it was always designed to be both eye-catching and made in a manner in which she could move around easilly. (That, and having a sort of black dominatrix motif most of the time.) Upon finishing, which took less than ten secconds really, she climbed up the latter and let herself in as well.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 9:01 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 9:35 am
   Gueneviere Beatrice Jameston
~*~
{Thank you very much~ ^.^ I don't think I'll be changing my avatar for a long while. I literally can't find any better combination of all the expensive crap in my inventory than this. I'm actually...satisfied with it, believe it or not. XD
Your post code looks better than anything I can come up with. xD Mine are always so plain and boring or they're way to messy. >.<}
Beatrice sat quietly aside as she waited for the usual events to unfold. Still, she couldn't help but be impressed by what Prince's inventions could do every time. Even though she was used to the formula of events, it was always fun and exciting to ride in something like this giant drill or to see what havoc the other inventions would cause. They were simply amazing. Even when they were children she always loved them, watching them work, giving her a feeling of both ruthlessness and freedom as the events unfolded. In a way, Bea was like an ascended fangirl as well as a best friend. Not like she would ever dare admit such things, of course. Beatrice would be far to embarassed with herself to admit the sheer ammount of admiration she held for Prince - even if she often quietly lamented his lack of common sense or his obsession with Ashriel. Beatrice almost wondered why he didn't just create a robot-mistress with Ash's likeness and program her to love him, giving up on the real thing for something that would love him longer. Then again, judging by how his other intelligent machinery treated him, it was probably for the best. Not only that, but Beatrice would rather not be outshined and replaced by a mindless slutbot of all things...
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:00 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:15 am
Gueneviere Beatrice Jameston
~*~
{Normally, I'm the same way. Insatiable to the end, I'll change my avi frequently. However, I don't know, it just feels like this one fits me and my writing style, at least somewhat. XD
IMGLEFT/IMGRIGHT are very useful tools indeed~ 3nodding }
Upon hearing this, Beatrice grew rather pale, now wanting to slap herself for thinking such things. Nevertheless, as a friend, Bea should be supportive of Prince and his love for Ash. Even if she didn't approve of it. Or like it. Or felt insanely jealous of it. Plus, didn't Ash hate his guts? Wasn't she even more obstinate than any of his machines? Regardless of how Bea felt, she forced up a smile and replied, "Why not, Boss? With your skill, I'm more than certain you could pull it off." Of Prince's skill and talent in machinery, Beatrice never held any doubt. However, she knew damn well that he only saw Ash with a rose-tinted monocle. He'd never be able to capture the essence of the real her in any of his AIs, but only his distorted impression of her. Bea bit her tongue anyway, that joyful look of his proving to be too adorable, as always...
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:37 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:52 am
Gueneviere Beatrice Jameston
~*~
{My characters are always Inegues, tomboys, sweet-faced women with hearts of ice, or pseudo-seductresses with hearts of gold. That, or they're completely psychotic. I feel a little bit of each when I look at my avatar. Her hair and face are adorable, with her clothing choice and succubus theme implying a more sultry nature. Aside from that they vary and change greatly, but the core is pretty much the same for me.
Also, I'm glad you liked the refference. :3}
Bea's smile warmed up once again upon hearing the compliment. Not that it could truly be seen from behind her mask, but still. Dealing with him was truly an emotional rollercoaster, wasn't it? "You're most welcome. I'm happy to help however I can." Unlike Prince, though, Bea wasn't nearly as impatient. She enjoyed being alone with him like this, just talking and relaxing before beginning yet another attempt at abducting Ash. At least Beatrice never really ended up in jail, perhaps due to her being scantilly clad or her skills with acrobatics when she attempted her escape. "That's true. At least it gives us a little bit of extra time to prepare for the day ahead, though."
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