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Post by Luka on Aug 31, 2008 22:59:46 GMT -5
"Toooooo baaaaaaaad. . ."
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"What..what the hell!...I sound...drunk!"
Seidei chose to look down at his body then, flexing his hands in and out of fist-mode. It felt strange, as if there was an extra step shoved in between what normally felt like a reflex....in other words, like being drunk! Just without any of the side-effects...enjoyable or otherwise!
But even more disturbing was that mist! It was like a visible sign that he reeked or something! Definately not something the ladies would like...In an effort to cull it, Seidei tried the old 'close your eyes and tell yourself to wake up!' approach.
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Post by Adrian on Sept 1, 2008 0:14:23 GMT -5
Though the approach had an indirect command, the underlying motive remained that the violet mist vanish from sight. Upon this command the supernatural cloud dispersed entirely from the area. Nothing remained of it in the air down to a molecular level. Unknown to Seidei however that drunk feeling held an unknown meaning. One potentially handy side-effect to say the least. Any damage dealt to him would be completely or partially dealt to Typhoid. While it spared the Green-haired boy from harm, it also reduced the amount of extra power he weilded from the Poltergiest.
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Post by Luka on Sept 1, 2008 2:29:37 GMT -5
Well it was one more thing off his mind to know that other's wouldn't think he smelled like some serious grapes when they saw him.
It was then that Seidei decided to take some steps of his own, forcing himself to walk in a slow circle like a scuba diver. It took a few revolutions until he was sure he wasn't walking like 'that strange man' your parents always told you not to stare at.
He spoke to Typhoid as he worked on his various lady-killer stances. "This..better..be worth it!"
"Because I swear...if you steal my thunder...you're gonna regret it!"
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