4th Invasion
Nov. 25th, 2010 11:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
moemoetentacles[Hey there, Mayfield. This idiot still doesn't know what a telephone is, but it doesn't matter, because it seems to have been knocked off the hook during her epic battle with the turkey that got delivered to her door today.]
"W-what are you doing? Get away!"
[There are several screams, and then the sound of silverware clattering to the ground and dishes breaking.]
"I've got a knife! I'll use it, I swear!"
[More struggling and knocking over of furniture. Probably more than is strictly necessary for someone to beat up a suddenly animated turkey that can't even see what it's doing. But then again, it's fighting one of Mayfield's biggest idiots.]
"Aaaaaahhhh! Get off, get off, get off!"
[At this point, there are vague noises that sound like something halfway between choking and vomiting.]
"...Crap! I forgot that doesn't work here!"
[A few minutes more of rolling around on the floor, accompanied by sounds of a physical struggle. Eventually, there is only heavy breathing.]
"Hah... victory! That'll teach you to mess with me!"
"W-what are you doing? Get away!"
[There are several screams, and then the sound of silverware clattering to the ground and dishes breaking.]
"I've got a knife! I'll use it, I swear!"
[More struggling and knocking over of furniture. Probably more than is strictly necessary for someone to beat up a suddenly animated turkey that can't even see what it's doing. But then again, it's fighting one of Mayfield's biggest idiots.]
"Aaaaaahhhh! Get off, get off, get off!"
[At this point, there are vague noises that sound like something halfway between choking and vomiting.]
"...Crap! I forgot that doesn't work here!"
[A few minutes more of rolling around on the floor, accompanied by sounds of a physical struggle. Eventually, there is only heavy breathing.]
"Hah... victory! That'll teach you to mess with me!"
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Date: 2010-11-29 02:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-29 02:42 am (UTC)You'll be the 000 to clean up the mess.
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Date: 2010-11-29 02:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-29 03:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-29 03:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-29 04:39 am (UTC)... Oh, he's not helping, of course not! ]
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Date: 2010-11-29 11:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-29 11:43 pm (UTC)RADIAN!
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Date: 2010-11-29 11:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-30 12:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-30 12:30 am (UTC)"Hey! What the heck!"
[Reaches for whatever's at hand - turns out it's a small glass ashtray - and throws it back at him.]
"Take that!"
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Date: 2010-11-30 12:45 am (UTC)You're cleaning that up, too, yoctogram.
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Date: 2010-11-30 12:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-30 01:01 am (UTC)[ And almost on cue, here comes drone!Mom with the cranberry sauce from the kitchen, saying one thing or another about how children shouldn't argue with their parents and now dinner is ruined and she has to cook a new turkey all by herself, and by the way dear, how could you pick ruined food out of the trash like that, it's disgusting... and so on. Sho isn't exactly caring over here. ]
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Date: 2010-11-30 01:02 am (UTC)"He started it!"
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Date: 2010-11-30 03:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-30 03:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-30 05:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-30 11:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-30 09:56 pm (UTC)[ Of course, drone!mom is already cleaning it up like a good housewife, but Sho is staring at Squid. EXPECTATIONS. ]
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Date: 2010-11-30 09:58 pm (UTC)[Points.]