Post #90 [Zero X. Diamond]

Posted by Zero X. Diamond (Member # 654) on :
  
Bob awoke with a start, a pair of comfortable loafers hanging from his ears. He took them off and examined them.

"Hmm, nice. I think I'll try them on."

[Um yeah, you do that Bob. o.O]
He slipped his tired looking old shoes off and tried the loafers on. Probably about a half inch toe room for him.

"Nice, very nice. Think I'll keep these."

[More subtle acts of thievery... guess Bob is a good replacement for poor Jake. He still has yet to wake up from his wandering of the Onett hotel. :(]

But then something else disturbed him. A feeling of utter despair. A feeling like somebody he knew was in trouble not too far away. Either that or it was all the racket that was coming from the nearby tunnel to Fourside.

[I do need to point this out... Bob is not supposed to have 'active' powers, so the fact he knows just like that there's trouble at the Fourside tunnel is a bit disconcerting and a bit of a plothole. :P]

Bob was about to get out of the closet when something else caught his eye. It was a fedorah hat. Shining in all its fourties-style glory. He lifted it from the shelf and could almost hear angels singing as he lifted it onto his head.

"Wow, what a snazzy hat! I think I shall keep this... as well."

[ZXD as a general consensus has a strong interest in noire and other olden-age clothing styles of the 30s and 40s, a good deal of his character designs have this intermelded at some point or another. :P]

He opened the door, feeling quite refreshed. What a nice sleep he had had in that pile of shoes. He was running down the hallway now. Nothing could stop him from getting to the tunnel. Well, almost nothing.

There was a door that was obscenely ajar. Beyond it lied two beds. And on the left one slept Sandra. She was still tired from using all that magic.

[Yeah, as a note, Sandra was still out like a light, so she's not part of the impending confrontation with Crypha, and in fact, spoilers... she never did join in before it was 'over'. >.>]

Ah, thought Bob. Such beauty I have never seen. More flawless than the most perfect jewel... Her beauty more infinite and vast than space... Her hair flowing like rivers of silk... She is be-

[Well, he's expressive on his thoughts of her, we can't fault him there. XD]

A familiar, primitive voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Nebiroth like to know what Bob doing..." he said, looking accusingly at Bob.

[Ooooooh dear... this is very embarrassing for poor Bob, and possibly very dangerous too. O_O]

"Uh, I wasn't staring at her. I'm a victim of circumstances, honestly."

Nebiroth wasn't buying it.

[I can only imagine Nebi is giving Bob an unimpressed "Wut?" look on his face at this time. XD]

"WellIgottagohelpeveryoneitsoundslikethey'reintroublebyenowpleasedon'tkillmewhenIgetback!" he blabbered, sprinting out the door.

[Meh, it's not like Nebi probably really understands love between two humans anyways. :P]

The tunnel was nearby. Bob could get there in a couple minutes. It was getting colder, at first not easily noticeable, but when he drew closer to the creature, it was at least 15 degrees cooler in the surrounding area. And then he saw her.

"What in God's name is that? Yet another pointless weapon? When will these guys learn."

[In honesty Bob... probably never. :P The way they keep going, you'd think they're ACs too. <.<]

GMOE shouted to Bob, "Watch out! That thing is FREEZING! If you touch it, you'll surely ice over!"

Bob simply grinned. It seemed he was going to use his everpresent knife. But when he drew it out with a shout, there was a problem. It wasn't his knife. Rather, it was a shoe.

"Oh cripes," said Bob. "The irony is too much, even for me."

[I still laugh out loud to this very day reading this part. Never tell me ZXD can't insert some humor into a very serious situation and leave the impact the same. :P]

The creature looked at Bob and giggled.

"What a strange person!" she laughed. "I think I'll have fun with this one."

[RUN BOB! RUN FOR YOUR HOMICIDAL LIFE! @_@]

"So..." said GMOE. "It talks. Interesting."

Brett squinted to see Bob. His eyes widened as it hit him. How blind he had been!

"Hey..." he said to himself. "That's my hat..."

[Great of you to point that out Brett, that had to be so important. XP]

The creature skipped over to Bob. He raised an eyebrow as it drew nearer. It even seemed to be singing to itself.

"What the..."

"C'mere you! I'm gonna give you a biiiiiiiig hug!"

[Bob: "Heeeelllpp...."]

"What?! No, wait, you don't understa-"

But it was too late. The creature wrapped its arms around Bob and pulled him close, then straight through. He was encased in ice. Not for long, thankfully, as he fell to the ground soon after.

But the experience had put him into a slight shock. He was on his knees, tears coming from his eyes, breathing deeply, muscles feeling a bit numb. The girlish creature giggled again.

[Wow, Bob is helluva durable to survive what a squadron of hardened space soldiers probably could not. O_O]

"Aww, did I hurt you? I'm sorry, let me kiss it and make it better."

["And DEAD. ^_^"]

"WHAAAAAAT?!?" screamed Bob, leaping to his feet. "Look, attack or not, noone is going to kiss me!"

It continued giggling.

Geez, he thought. She's acting just like a young girl. This is a frightening experience.

[Yes, I agree perfectly with this. Then again, it was stated Crypha wasn't finished yet, so she must have some kind of mental imbalance. <.<]

She puckered her lips and reached for Bob. He wasn't going to have any part of it. That could explain why he did a barrel roll out of the way. Off of the bridge.

"Aww, my playmate has gone bye bye. Oh well! Who else wants to play!!"

Bob was gripping the supports beneath the bridge with all of his strength. He had to keep going. He had to prevail. He had to regain his dignity for what had been done to him. He... really had to make sure he didn't drop his new hat.

[Yes, the fedora is even more important than the lives of your 'friends' or even yourself, Bob. Way to prioritze your life. XD]

"Ugh... that thing is sickeningly sweet in a sick, twisted way... I REAAAAAAAALLY am going to need a vacation after this..."

While he worked his way across the bottom, Crypha skipped towards the others.

[If she's skipping just like a little girl, it only makes it more creepy, dare I say more than when villains 'power-walk' in Dragonball and make that clompy sound with each step. ._.]

"Who shall I play with next?"

Bob finally made it across and threw himself back on the bridge.

"Phew, hope I don't have to do that again any time soon."

[Don't lie Bob, you live to jump off of bridges, you do it to escape authorities all the time ;D]

Luckily she hadn't noticed him yet. But what could he do? She was a freezing mist creature. He went right through her once, burning him with cold, encasing him in ice. Could he withstand another, or would he become a Bobsicle?

[Bobsicle? Lawls. :D]

He had no powers to use against her, his knife was missing, bullets most probably wouldn't hurt her...

It looked rather bleak for Bob.

[It might be so, Bobby-boy. :P]

[ June 23, 2002, 01:52 AM: Message edited by: Zero X. Diamond ]