Lollipops, syringes and coffee {Ask to join/note}

[Kiseichu Clossiana]

{{NOTE! This is BEFORE the Outbreak occurs! Like about a week! C: Thread requested by Allie, so me ask if you're interested in joining the thread <3 It may go a little slow, that's why it's ask to join C: }}

"Mmm...my my you're a horrible little human being, aren't you? Stealing from a doctor...tsk tsk..." Where was that cooing, almost sickingly sweet voice coming from?! The blond man in an alley way wouldn't be able to answer such a question since he was looking for the source himself! Round and round...all around where the shadows reside is where the feminine voice rang out like a demented bell. If that wasn't creepy enough for him, then this would probably make him want his mommy...who she snatched the stomach of not too long ago. A chuckle, one filled with a sick form of amusement laced the air and only got louder as the blond man with a bit of a ponch belly and toned muscles bolted down the ally trying to make his escape.

Of all the days to travel in the dark pathways of the city, he had to pick this one! Fortunate for his pursuer, very unfortunate for him! "Run run as fast as you can, ah but what's this? You're not a gingerbread man~!" That oddly chipper voice with a slight hint of insane amusement was following him all around! Running didn't get it any farther away from him and it was definitely a `Damn it!` moment for this soon to be victim. Though he got sick of running, not physically tired...but more along the lines of irritated with being a mouse for someone he was thinking of as a literal psycho bitch.

"Come out here! I'll beat the hell out of you so your own damn mother won't recognize you and just be done with it! I can take on some girl!" Oh how sad, the little game of cat and mouse she was playing with this fool came to an end with those agitated words! It couldn't be helped though, he was a stupid little human though..the sort her kind would have their way with. "Oh my, suddenly you're so pushy~. I guess you'd just want to get your death done with, hmm...if that's what you want then alright...but first...~!"

Cooing out those words as though she actually gave a rat's ass about his pathetic existence, an unseen smile curved across her lips from her shadow hideaway. A lot of syringes shot out from every single shadow within proximity of this man, he did avoid some of them...but the rest? That was a gruesome sight to behold since the fellow looked like a full body dart board. Though..it was a little odd when humming began to come from a trashcan...such a chipper, carefree nature seemed to radiate from it like a ray of sunshine. A little rat with a wrapper stuck onto its furry butt crawled on out of the trashcan squeaking about as it scuttled about with a wiggle. A bit delusional from the sedatives from the syringes rammed into his flesh, the prey of sorts quirked a brow wondering if that was a musical rat. Scratch that...the fingertips grasping onto the edge of a shadow caused him to stagger backward as he began mumbling incoherent prayers to himself.

Pulling herself up as though she was some undead girl crawling out of a well out of that shadow near the trashcan, lifting her head a bit to display her amber optics before tilting her head upward to show off her considerably insane smile as she sung out "I'm walking on sun...shiiiiiiine~ Oooooh woooooah....and I feel good~!" Standing at her full height, posing in an almost silly fashion considering her gloved hands were up in the air and her right heel forward with a large...almost seductive grin across her lips only to be polished off by a quick wink. She couldn't help but chuckle as her oddly-shorter-than-her victim tried to crawl away but stumbled and flopped upon his arms. Awww his feeble attempts were amusing, such was to be expected from a thief though! Always trying to run. Adjusting her posture, bringing her hands at her sides for a moment. Always trying to hide.

Bringing herself closer and closer with each clack following her boot clad feet with each step, her wild locks shifted and swayed a bit with her every move. It was so very useless and futile to run, he was to say the least at a "Dead end...? Hn, it's amusing how suiting this is, isn't it~?" Saying those words in a sickingly sweet, but amused manner before closing her eyes and fixating her thoughts upon a common surgical tool: the scalpel. Its sleek but oh so sharp design. Reaching up her sleeve...and there it was in her grasp as she let her voice ring out in a way that seemed soothing yet twisted all at the same time, "Now it's time to welcome you to my operating table!" Would anyone bother saving this slime ball she had entangled within her web?

[Jericho Gustal]

“Yes I will call tomor- OH LOOK A QUARTER! ………….Kidding, hehe. Yeah, yeah, Aunty Al, I’ll call in tomorrow for your issue of SM bondage magazine after school so stop having your granny panties in a twist. No, I most certainly am not giving you my lips or any other body parts for that matter so stop thinking like a pervert. What?! I’m not the one thinking dirty thoughts, it’s you! Eeeh? When did we ever switch to acting innocent….you’re not….oh god….you’re not thinking about molesting me are you?! I’m not joking around, I’m serious as Hitler doing the cha cha cha~ ……………… Yeah…yeah….Fine, I’ll stop goofing off and be serious, it’s just…..Why does she have to-….Nevermind, it’s not important. ” That one sided conversation you were hearing was of course Jeri dearest talking to his one and only Were guardian and bitchy alpha female of an aunt, Allegra Ford. And the main reason why Allie called was to make sure he got into contact with a venue that could do the main entrées for Trish’s going away party. Yet knowing this teenage boy, he was more interested on yanking that spiked collar of hers than to actually be cooperative, go figure….

When the conversation escalated into something more personal, he stopped with games and shut up. And ooooh did Allie know how to hit him where it counts. Bringing up the going away gal and how this was important for her spoiled his cruelly amusing mood. His smile was still plastered on that face of his but on the inside he was sulking once again. Being attentive this time, he listened to what else Allegra had to say. ”Whatever you say…. But again, I’m going to keep repeating this to you, till your brain bleeds. Call the catering place tomorrow before you come over to pick up the banner, am I clear?...” Letting out a long exaggerated sigh that was loud enough for Allie to pick up on her side of the phone, he finally answered in that not too thrilling kid manner of his. ”Yes Aunty Al.” ”Good, now get home before your blood related aunt worries and ends up calling me in the middle of work…..And also…STOP CALLING ME AUNTY AL!” Chuckling at her once again annoyed tone on the phone he couldn’t help but reply back to make her even more irritated. ”Alright. Laters and goodnight….Aunty Al~” Hanging up his cell phone before she could have a say to that sneaky come back of his, he couldn’t help but chuckle even louder while walking home….Errrr….well he thought he was walking home…When did he end up alleyway close to Hudson River park?

It must have been his feet doing the decision making around here because wow who would have thought they’d lead him to a gang of street thugs…. Oh BEEP….. Gah, there was even censorship on this part of his story! What next, was he going to be cornered by these muggers and then saved by a nurse who cut people up for fun?! A few lovely minutes later of flower throwing and disco dancing….. ”Give us the bag you little wuss! ” ”I prefer scared little boy who knows better than to give his bag to strangers.” Jeri said with a nervous smile as he gripped the item in question like his life depended on it. What was sad about this situation was the fact that he could indeed beat these guys to a pulp and even badly scar their faces….if it wasn’t for the fact that it was extremely hard to let the animal out of its cage. That and mace wasn’t much of an option since it’ll probably worsen the situation. Damn this sucked hardcore BEEP. …..BEEP.

[Kiseichu Clossiana]

Closer and closer...she approached the organ thieving scoundrel and smiled in such a grim manner...this fellow wasn't worth the air he breathed. He wasn't worth anything. Not to the demon nurse, anyway! On the verge of cutting up her little rat....this metaphor is getting old, isn't it...well anyway he was cowering and on the verge of his destruction. What was this though? Some boy was getting hassled close by...ugh...she hated forks in the road like this! This by now means meant she had to leave him behind though...no sir! In fact, she reached into the shadows and thought of a body bag and pulled it out with a pearly white smile.

Not just ANY body bag though...a Luis Vuitton body bag! Had a few custom made and it was about time she used at least one of them! Swiping it over the fellow who thought `OH I CAN GET AWAY WITH GIMPING OUT ON ALL THE PAYMENTS!` in a fluid motion as she slipped right on into the shadows. After a moment of looking, she found herself looking up at a group of muggers and none other than a pretty boy kid....this seemed about right! Hmmm it was probably going to be a fun idea to actually make an organ stealing loser be useful for something other than entertainment. Releasing the shaking body bag, it simply shot out of the shadows beneath the muggers like a cannon ball out of a pirate ship. As for the woman with super fluffy, messy locks of hair?

Well...she decided to pull her way up and out of the shadow the scrawny, target of a boy before standing up to her full height of seven feet and two extra inches added to that! The woman, being in a short dress almost looked like she should have the term `stripper nurse` slapped on her, but that wasn't all that accurate! STRIPPERS DIDN'T HARVEST ORGANS LIKE SHE DID! Pulling out a pair of scalpels with a deviously sweet grin, she couldn't help but sing song, "These are my friends...see how they glisten~?" it was going to turn into a morbid little musical, now wasn't it? Especially if those muggers wanted to persist...