Random RP (Short, never serious role-playing here. Jump in!)

[GamingLord]

Jacob grimaced while he rocked back and forth on the ground in pain.

Jacob: "*Gasp*...Ice... something cold please.... The little b*****d kicked hard and he was wearing metal."

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Malos gave all the photos an appreciative once over, grinning peversely all the while, eyes wide with glee.

Malos: "Beautiful, hot... Thank you Willow, I'll treasure these for a very, very long time. Okay, lay down and I'll work on your back."  

[Taru Shinjaria]

*Streaks* rofl  

[GamingLord]

On a random day in THoR:


Galantros was drunk. Well, not drunk in the alcoholic sense, but energy drunk. It was his birthday, and he decided to celebrate by having a bit too much energy. As such, he was now acting like a cat that runs around the house chasing something that isn't there, that has ADD and is hopped up on sugar and caffeine.

As a matter of fact, he current was running in circles around the arcade, and zipped over the couch in the fireplace area, slid into the kitchen, then ran out again.

"MONKEY MONKEY MONKEY! I'mmmmma MONKEY! HEY ROSEMARY!!!!"

He skidded to skillful stop right in front of the vampire, and seemed to give off a very large grinning expression.

"Guess what?"

He looked around carefully, in a paranoid manner, as if afraid of being watched or heard. He then whispered in a strange voice, eyes slitted..."mooooonkeeeeeeeeeeeeey!"

Galantros then proceeded to do several backflips, flipping right over Black's head.

"So when are we gonna have cake!? Is it mint chocolate!? Is the ice cream mint chocolate chip?! Can we drive little clown cars and go bump!?"  

[GamingLord]

*Dust dust dust. Dust dust dust.*

"Hmmm. Awfully dusty in here. Time for some spring cleanings!"

Looking at the heap of various junks and stuffs in his way, Galantros frowns at the feather duster he's using, then tosses it over his shoulder. Rushing out of view, there's suddenly a loud constant beeping as he reappears riding a bulldozer

"Outta the way, movin' crap out of here!"  

[GamingLord]

Panicking, GL tries to slam on the brakes.... but they're not working!

"The brakes... they're out! I can't stop this thing! OH NO! Help me Captain Frodo!"

Bracing himself for impact and covering his eyes, he winces as he collides with the Pac-Man arcade machine...

...and topples over with the bulldozer, the video game cabinet not scratched in the least.

"Oompf!"  

[GamingLord]

Galantros stretched, sipping from a packet of luke warm energy drink that gradually was refreshing him. Everyone lately had been taking a little break from spring cleaning, but soon they would be back at the task. The reaper-incubus glanced over at the arcade section and nodded to himself. Of course that area would be spotless and in working order. He still needed to chat with Black and Rosemary about adding a small computer room, with a security AI to keep people from downloading and installing things they shouldn't.

His wing tendrils pulled back his hood, and wiped at his brow. Even the resident ghosts that haunted the house were helping. The little pac-ghosts and their friends were currently on a cookie break though on the counter.

"Well, back to work."

Finishing up his drink, he tossed the waste of it into a nearby recycling bin, rolled up his sleeves, then grabbed Inky. The little cloth ghost giggled. He was going to be used as a washcloth again, what fun!