life is hard and then you die
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Post by Comic on Jul 28, 2016 8:45:43 GMT
by some act of god, she was up by lunch. marisa attributed it to the lack of a hangover; she drank decidedly less last night since she went home with someone she didn't know. she left the moment the other girl passed out; an uneventful trek into the night after a fruitless evening of empty conversation.
so now she was up and somehow pulled together an outfit. she remembers pulling the sniff-test on the green day tank top; the ripped jeans would suffice, and she slipped on the plaid overshirt to conceal the numerous cuts on her arms. marisa grabbed her wallet, shoved it into her pocket, and made her way out.
three blocks down, two blocks over, and finally at a small-time burger joint built into the corner of the wall. it was adequate and small - just a single row of bar seats, one booth, and two workers at all times. marisa only knew about the place because the owner was under alliance protection; some kind of former villain or something. but, they never discriminated, and marisa couldn't care. she wasn't here for politics or a job.
she sat in the booth, back facing the door, and picked at the menu for a moment with a yawn. sleeping more sounded like a good plan. creature
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Jul 29, 2016 23:47:49 GMT
Post by creature on Jul 29, 2016 23:47:49 GMT
I WASTED MY TIME 'TIL TIME WASTED ME 537 words for Comic THIS IS KIND OF BAD BUT KIND OF NOT BC I'M PLEASED IN EMBARRASSING COMIC it was a strange sensation to feel, having your stomach rumble even though it was questionable on whether you truly had a functioning one or not. to be honest, it was difficult at times for creature to decide on how to properly deal with it. staying in this new, strange world of kingsport was very much still an experience that the white-haired being was adapting to; and whether their hunger was motivated by their curiosity of emotion, or actual famine, these were still feelings they had to understand... or, well, at least attempt to remember again. because, unfortunately for creature, regardless of whatever this was, her body had shrunk in its own rebellion from the need to eat. not that the young child really minded to be as their original form, but nevertheless it still titled itself out to be a bit of a issue.
so using the creature's head (which was aka, basically following the walking bodies of others in hope of a scent of something delectable), the petite monster had found themselves in a destination that to put it in their terms... 'smelt just right.' their tiny shape made its way into what it appeared to be some sort of a food joint, and with a more eager look on their face, the white haired mini hero ran to its scent, coincidentally leading straight to a teen couple sitting down in one of the booths. and with a even more confident and bright grin, creature put a quarter down in the middle of their table, moving their fingers in a 'give me' motion.
"i paid!" the monster chirped happily, bouncing up and down slightly from both their certainty and handling of the situation. "now i can have something to eat, right?"
despite creature's enthusiasm however, there had been little success in their attempt of human manners. while the couple wasn't upset and moreover sympathetic, creature's expression quickly moved into confusion when the man and woman explained how the child's bartering was obviously wrong. and with a lot of "but, but!'s" and "why?'s" unfortunately the beast was left with only a simple fry in their hand.
once creature had slightly turned to the side however, their was a sudden change in the hero's aspiration. hunger swiftly moved into hostility when their red eyes spotted long strands of orange hair, and without even saying gratitude to the couple, creature put the fry in her mouth and dashed over to what they recognized as danger.
"BAD...BAD PERSON!" creature had hollered pointing at the other woman, almost as if it they were a kid merely imitating a superhero rather than being one. "you're the bad person that always keeps running away!"
creature's loud voice upon the subject didn't really cause a ruckus, but their immature tone surely did cause a few faint laughs in the background. and while the white-haired being didn't really know what and how they were going to capture the declared villain in their weak form, somehow they believed they could manage. they were one of the 'good guys', after all. and everyone around creature said they always won eventually... right?
(truthfully the only thing creature could really focus on was the astounding taste of the fry in their mouth, though.)
ALL I ASK OF YOU IS BELIEVE PHARAOH LEAP.
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life is hard and then you die
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Post by Comic on Jul 30, 2016 2:06:24 GMT
she was halfway through with chewing her bite, one ear plugged in with an earphone and playing some song when things changed. there was a blur of movement - of white? - at her side and a sudden outcry that almost caused her to choke down some food.
bad! bad person! with a throat-clearing cough and a fist beating into her chest, she managed to not choke mid-swallow and took a breather to stare down the runt. some kind of albino punk, screaming at her in the public? marisa's face twisted into annoyance and failed to click any kind of recognition with the brat, but that didnt alter the fact that she was being accused and stared at; additionally, this child's attitude was causing the three-four other patrons to stop and stare, and she wasn't big on attention.
she dropped the burger back onto the table and reached her hand out to grasp the child by the top of her head - not grabbing her hair, just pressing her palm onto her head and then leaning in close. "oy, you got a problem? wheres your mom, crybaby?" creature
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