~And then everybody fucked.~
-the end-
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Apparently making jokes involving death or the weaponry involving said death around Alice was a terrible, terrible idea. She put her hands up in vague alarm. "Whoa, whoa, Sunshine, now, I know that you're just using this harsh exterior and death threats to hide the fact that you're secretly infatuated with me, but could you point away the thing that fires flaming death? 'Shot in the head with a misfired -- hopefully, misfired -- pistol' is not something I want on my tomb stone." By this point she had stopped noticing whether or not Alice had actually still had the gun pointed at her, and was now conjuring up several ideal death fantasies. It was a split between 'over-dosing from the exact amount of drugs used in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas whilst in Vegas at a poker table', or 'dying from too much sex'. The former sounded more interesting, but it didn't sound more enjoyable than the latter...
Dimitri had apparently also made his way up top, and started his contribution to the conversation stunningly. "Dimitri, you magnificent man, you have the greatest ideas!" she said with a big grin etched on her face, and responded by loosing her tie, throwing her suit's jacket aside, and started unbuttoning her shirt without a single moment of hesitation or shame. "It's gotta be done, Alice. It’s gotta be done."
Dimitri had apparently also made his way up top, and started his contribution to the conversation stunningly. "Dimitri, you magnificent man, you have the greatest ideas!" she said with a big grin etched on her face, and responded by loosing her tie, throwing her suit's jacket aside, and started unbuttoning her shirt without a single moment of hesitation or shame. "It's gotta be done, Alice. It’s gotta be done."
"Depends what kind of whip you're using."
((This is now all completely and utterly 100% canon. Yep. Yessir.))
((This is now all completely and utterly 100% canon. Yep. Yessir.))
"Hey, I am totally billing you for tha-- Ah, wait wait, stop pointin' that at me I'm just kidding."
Dear mother of Christ, Sprigg, you don't take this whole 'non-serious conversation' thing well, do you?
Right, because she was very, very serious.
Shot in the head.
Still fired for killing a team-mate.
Shot in the head.
Still fired for killing a team-mate.
In an example of incredibly reckless gun usage, the weapon then mis-fires into Krista's face.
And so ends Alice's lucrative career on the Nomad crew, as she is promptly fired for unnecessarily wasting crew-members. Ah, if the Black Lagoon universe was realistic.
And so ends Alice's lucrative career on the Nomad crew, as she is promptly fired for unnecessarily wasting crew-members. Ah, if the Black Lagoon universe was realistic.
In contrast to her crewmates, Krista was having a blast. Granted, that was probably because she had her laptop out and was watching ludicrous amounts of pornography. They, however, didn't have porn. Ergo, they were bored. Made sense.
The six foot tall Australian woman leant against one of the torpedo carriers along the side of the ship a bit further down from where Leon was, and was staring intently at the video on her laptop screen. She wasn't really making any particular effort to hide what she was doing either, as Leon would only have to step a little to the left to get a pretty good idea who was having anal sex with who. She could have been doing something productive, like trying to read a novel or developing her language skills some more, but the problem with that was is delved too far into her incredibly necessary porn watching time. She only wrenched her eyes away when she heard the man's distinct accent call out that he had a 'bad feeling'. He was pretty rapidly put down by Fritzy.
"Don't worry, Leo!" she said, raising her voice to be heard over the raging winds, and intentionally leaving out the 'n' at the end of his name. She had a light Australian accent, but it was not exactly pronounced -- the time spent speaking other languages along with her stay in Roanapur had considerably worn it down. "Just calm down and watch porn!" she lifted her laptop in the air, screen facing them.
The screen went black. Krista blinked and brought it back down. She blinked again and realised with complete and utter horror that it had run out of batteries. "Fuck! Now I'm bored." She turned back to her crew mates. "Could somebody please shoot someone?" she said, half-jokingly.
The six foot tall Australian woman leant against one of the torpedo carriers along the side of the ship a bit further down from where Leon was, and was staring intently at the video on her laptop screen. She wasn't really making any particular effort to hide what she was doing either, as Leon would only have to step a little to the left to get a pretty good idea who was having anal sex with who. She could have been doing something productive, like trying to read a novel or developing her language skills some more, but the problem with that was is delved too far into her incredibly necessary porn watching time. She only wrenched her eyes away when she heard the man's distinct accent call out that he had a 'bad feeling'. He was pretty rapidly put down by Fritzy.
"Don't worry, Leo!" she said, raising her voice to be heard over the raging winds, and intentionally leaving out the 'n' at the end of his name. She had a light Australian accent, but it was not exactly pronounced -- the time spent speaking other languages along with her stay in Roanapur had considerably worn it down. "Just calm down and watch porn!" she lifted her laptop in the air, screen facing them.
The screen went black. Krista blinked and brought it back down. She blinked again and realised with complete and utter horror that it had run out of batteries. "Fuck! Now I'm bored." She turned back to her crew mates. "Could somebody please shoot someone?" she said, half-jokingly.
Added two extra things to my 'equipment' section, which I'm pretty sure nobody is going to mind.
I'll get a post up soon.
EDIT: There we go.
I'll get a post up soon.
EDIT: There we go.
LeonNetallo said
So we have now have a crew of six, anymore and we'd be pushing it. Now we just need some Mercs/Assassins and Gangsters.
That's my suggestion at least, its up to you Sprig.
I agree.
Any ETA for when this is going to begin? Do you have a specific amount of characters that you want before this starts, Spriggs?
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