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Waiting for @Cherrywitch and/ or @Emuxe to make a post before I continue.
@Polaris North@SpookySquid I like how neither of your characters commented on Pumpkin Witch rubbing her face in Violet Reaper's chest, good job. XD
@Emuxe Then I'll wait with my post! But... Pumpkin Witch didn't do anything, or like, barely fight at all...
That lazy pervert...
Honestly, I completely missed that. However, Mrs. Pickles was too lost in thought to notice that, either XD
Posted for Mrs. Pickles.
Oh man, he's finally doing smart things! Also,
@Polaris North@Cherrywitch,
I was thinking that all three schedule different times to train with Mrs. Pickles, and then he can take his first three lessons from these heroes while they are available (unless you guys don't want to bother, or don't think your characters would want to bother with training Mrs. Pickles, which I understand. He can be quite the headache.)
Then, he just gets his promotion, recuperates, and heads to his first lesson.
Oh man, he's finally doing smart things! Also,
@Polaris North@Cherrywitch,
I was thinking that all three schedule different times to train with Mrs. Pickles, and then he can take his first three lessons from these heroes while they are available (unless you guys don't want to bother, or don't think your characters would want to bother with training Mrs. Pickles, which I understand. He can be quite the headache.)
Then, he just gets his promotion, recuperates, and heads to his first lesson.
@Cherrywitch@Polaris North@FallenTrinity
Mrs. Pickles almost wished that he had been struck by the hammer instead. That slap sent him tumbling back into the wall. He wasn't sure how to react to the slap, so he just remained silent and listened to her. She left with the Guardian, but he didn't speak with either of them and simply contemplated what she had said. He awkwardly allowed her to hug him, wincing very slightly in pain as he felt her arms on his injuries.
I guess she's not... so bad. She's fine to watch over my siblings until I get everything sorted out, at least...
he decided... but as for her offer to help him? A mixture of stubbornness and guilt prevented Mrs. Pickles from going to the church for help. He felt like he'd have to do this on his own. Well, whatever this was.
He supposed if he was getting a promotion, he'd make the best of it. He'd surely think of some way to become a hero. Or at least pull himself together enough to make people think he was one.
Perhaps he did need help, but not from the church. He was about to say something to Violet Reaper, when Flash Forward entered the room.
Mrs. Pickles beamed at the compliment, and was actually quite pleased that Shindo called him Mr. Pickles. He almost corrected him, but just let it go. It may be incorrect, but it wasn't as embarrassing. "Thank you very much. And thank you for getting me out of the way. I probably wasn't in the best spot at that time anyways," Clarence said politely. Suddenly, Clarence had a brilliant idea! What if-
Then, the Pumpkin Witch entered the room. Most boys would have been distracted by Pumpkin Witch (for obvious reasons, cough, cough), but Clarence found himself perplexed by the broom she was using. However, his attention was brought back to Pumpkin Witch by her comments. How dare she insult him like that! He didn't have a lot of pride, but he had enough to defend himself.
No, no, he wasn't going to get pissed at anyone. If he was going to do this, he was playing it safe. Well, as safe as he could. He chose his next words carefully. He started my smirking and snickering quietly.
"Ah, it appears my disguise works. It is one of my favorite techniques, you see. I always like to have my opponent underestimate me. When I'm particularly busy, like I was today with four monsters on the loose, I like to keep myself extra filthy."
Mrs. Pickles knew that Violet Reaper was aware this was a bunch of bullshrimp, but he looked over at her quickly. He quickly and stealthily winked, assuming Violet Reaper may play along if it gave her the opportunity to indirectly mess with this hero that clearly annoyed her a great deal. Then, he remembered his earlier idea. Now that there were three heroes in the room, this might work the best.
"Say, I certainly am not the best of heroes, and in light of my recent promotion, I feel that I should be more prepared. I would be honored to spend time training with you. You could all probably teach me a thing or two- and I'd definitely be honored to be trained by any one of you."
Mrs. Pickles almost wished that he had been struck by the hammer instead. That slap sent him tumbling back into the wall. He wasn't sure how to react to the slap, so he just remained silent and listened to her. She left with the Guardian, but he didn't speak with either of them and simply contemplated what she had said. He awkwardly allowed her to hug him, wincing very slightly in pain as he felt her arms on his injuries.
I guess she's not... so bad. She's fine to watch over my siblings until I get everything sorted out, at least...
he decided... but as for her offer to help him? A mixture of stubbornness and guilt prevented Mrs. Pickles from going to the church for help. He felt like he'd have to do this on his own. Well, whatever this was.
He supposed if he was getting a promotion, he'd make the best of it. He'd surely think of some way to become a hero. Or at least pull himself together enough to make people think he was one.
Perhaps he did need help, but not from the church. He was about to say something to Violet Reaper, when Flash Forward entered the room.
Mrs. Pickles beamed at the compliment, and was actually quite pleased that Shindo called him Mr. Pickles. He almost corrected him, but just let it go. It may be incorrect, but it wasn't as embarrassing. "Thank you very much. And thank you for getting me out of the way. I probably wasn't in the best spot at that time anyways," Clarence said politely. Suddenly, Clarence had a brilliant idea! What if-
Then, the Pumpkin Witch entered the room. Most boys would have been distracted by Pumpkin Witch (for obvious reasons, cough, cough), but Clarence found himself perplexed by the broom she was using. However, his attention was brought back to Pumpkin Witch by her comments. How dare she insult him like that! He didn't have a lot of pride, but he had enough to defend himself.
No, no, he wasn't going to get pissed at anyone. If he was going to do this, he was playing it safe. Well, as safe as he could. He chose his next words carefully. He started my smirking and snickering quietly.
"Ah, it appears my disguise works. It is one of my favorite techniques, you see. I always like to have my opponent underestimate me. When I'm particularly busy, like I was today with four monsters on the loose, I like to keep myself extra filthy."
Mrs. Pickles knew that Violet Reaper was aware this was a bunch of bullshrimp, but he looked over at her quickly. He quickly and stealthily winked, assuming Violet Reaper may play along if it gave her the opportunity to indirectly mess with this hero that clearly annoyed her a great deal. Then, he remembered his earlier idea. Now that there were three heroes in the room, this might work the best.
"Say, I certainly am not the best of heroes, and in light of my recent promotion, I feel that I should be more prepared. I would be honored to spend time training with you. You could all probably teach me a thing or two- and I'd definitely be honored to be trained by any one of you."
Posted again to get us closer to leaving the isolated helicopter and back to the group.
Good timing, that actually worked out pretty well with my post for the pilot and co-pilot.
Also, I'm going to do a post for Mrs. Pickles soon, but I gotta sleep for now.
@Animal@chukklehed
"Pleasure to meet you, Sunshine, I'm Roger," said the co-pilot enthusiastically, twisting himself around to shake Sunshine's hand. The pilot smirked, knowing who the introduction was intended for.
The pilot smiled and said,"Hey! Nice to meet you, you can call me Andrew. We're arriving at HQ in a bit, so just sit tight."
Roger looked offended. "Well? Aren't you going to shake his hand?" he whispered. This "whisper" was audible to both passengers.
"Oh, sure, I'll just stop flying the helicopter for a moment and give him a firm shake," said the pilot with some good natured sarcasm. Seeing the flaw in his logic, Roger fell silent. Realizing his partner was now feeling upset, the pilot decided to try and cheer him up.
"Say, those two seem to be in pretty rough shape, especially the one with all the soot on his face. Why don't you give him your jacket to clean up with?" suggested Andrew.
"I was just about to do that! Two great minds think alike, huh?" said Roger.
He pulled off his old jacket and brought it towards Adam so he could wipe the soot out of his eyes, but the wind suddenly ripped the jacket from Roger's hands and flew out of the helicopter.
"...Yes, we're bringing them in now... Roger." said Andrew.
"Yes?"
"Not you..." the pilot gave up as they landed on one of the helipads at the top of HQ
"Pleasure to meet you, Sunshine, I'm Roger," said the co-pilot enthusiastically, twisting himself around to shake Sunshine's hand. The pilot smirked, knowing who the introduction was intended for.
The pilot smiled and said,"Hey! Nice to meet you, you can call me Andrew. We're arriving at HQ in a bit, so just sit tight."
Roger looked offended. "Well? Aren't you going to shake his hand?" he whispered. This "whisper" was audible to both passengers.
"Oh, sure, I'll just stop flying the helicopter for a moment and give him a firm shake," said the pilot with some good natured sarcasm. Seeing the flaw in his logic, Roger fell silent. Realizing his partner was now feeling upset, the pilot decided to try and cheer him up.
"Say, those two seem to be in pretty rough shape, especially the one with all the soot on his face. Why don't you give him your jacket to clean up with?" suggested Andrew.
"I was just about to do that! Two great minds think alike, huh?" said Roger.
He pulled off his old jacket and brought it towards Adam so he could wipe the soot out of his eyes, but the wind suddenly ripped the jacket from Roger's hands and flew out of the helicopter.
"...Yes, we're bringing them in now... Roger." said Andrew.
"Yes?"
"Not you..." the pilot gave up as they landed on one of the helipads at the top of HQ
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ExumeExumeExume.
I feel like in my head I was like "Oh no, better make sure I didn't spell anything wrong..." and then I got distracted.
I feel like making a villain. xD
Darn, me too, you know what this means?!? We're going to have to fight to the death-
@Cherrywitch I'll make a post soon where Pickles makes a request for help, just don't know if I should wait until before or after the inevitable promotion.
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