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Post by buttersstotch on Oct 18, 2011 21:54:22 GMT -5
Mysterion said he'd meet me here but he is two minutes late. What if this is just a diversion so he could attack me when I am weak? I think after six years, I would learn a thing or two. But I just don't learn. I'm disappointed at myself.
Butters looked around the place, uncomfortable. There was no one here but a few sleep geese. The sound of the silence and occasional passing car was putting him on the edge.
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Post by Woodstock Ricketts on Oct 18, 2011 22:11:39 GMT -5
Mysterion was running along the streets of South Park, trying to make it starks park. Even if he was a few minutes late. "Damn it," he muttered, sighing in exasperation. Putting on his brave face without giving him reluctance a second thought, He had finally made it there. He looked to see a boy who was wearing a green cape along with tin foil. Mysterion had been completely silent in the few minutes that had passed. He opened his eyes and raised a brow. Mysterion was silent for a moment, hesitating. "Chaos."
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Post by buttersstotch on Oct 18, 2011 22:14:59 GMT -5
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!" He screamed immediately when he heard someone whisper his name. He jumped and turns his head towards the direction he heard the noise from. "S-So..." trying to recompose himself now.
Calm down Butters, you've got this. You can't be scared. Professor Chaos would never be scared in this situation.
"So you decided to show up! Haha!" a completely different tone in his voice now. "I actually thought you were getting to scared to even show up!"
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Post by Woodstock Ricketts on Oct 18, 2011 22:51:21 GMT -5
Mysterion smirked as he threw a wadded up piece of tin foil at Chaos. His sharp hazel eyes hidden behind a mop of blonde hair, gazing over at Professor Chaos. His brain and body beginning to run on autopilot. He forced himself to take a deep breath. "I wouldn't miss this." He whispered aloud clenching his teeth together.
He simply continued to stare at him, frozen in place. On the inside, something was wrong. It took him a second or two to try and figure what it was, he swallowed thickly and licked his lips. "I don't get scared… Chaos…I-" He closed his mouth, unable to finish. It wasn't necessary.
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Post by buttersstotch on Oct 19, 2011 8:31:47 GMT -5
"A-Ahhh!" He covered his face when the wad of tin foil hit his head. How dare he throw things at Professor Chaos. He will pay!!
"Hahah, don't try to put up a front Mysterion. Everyone is afraid of..." He held up his hands and laughed, "PROFESSOR CHAOS!" Once his laughter died down, he looked over at him. "So...You want to make an agreement, don't you?" Hoping that he would join his side. Maybe they could get rid of the Coon together. After-all, that guy scratched up his face.
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Post by Woodstock Ricketts on Oct 19, 2011 13:52:33 GMT -5
"I don't get scared pussy." Mysterion mumbled in a quiet voice. A small, humorless scoff slipped through his lips. He vaguely noticing his hands were trembling a little, and narrowed his eyes slightly as he managed to get control of himself. His face was dark as he avoided the smaller boys eyes. He was quiet for a moment before speaking. "What agreement Chaos?" he whispered, his eyes suddenly hardened, shoulders tensing a little.
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Post by buttersstotch on Oct 19, 2011 13:58:55 GMT -5
"As you know, we both think that the Coon is a no-good meanie!!" he frowned, remembering all the times that the Coon had got him in trouble. Last time with Cthulhu and Captain Hindsight, he almost got into big trouble! "I want to form an alliance with you to get back at the Coon!" he pumped his fist in the air before forcing an 'evil villain laugh.
When he finally looked back at Mysterion, he noticed the shaking. "Oh Hamburgers, are you cold? It is really late at night and we could both catch a col-...I mean. HAHA I knew the cold was your weakness. If you dare deceive me, I'll make sure you catch a cold!"
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Post by Woodstock Ricketts on Oct 19, 2011 15:22:29 GMT -5
His eyes widened as the words snapped into his head. His mind struggled to catch up, not realizing he was still holding his breath. "It would be nice to get back at that fatass for what he did." He mumbled.
He opened his eyes with a deep sigh, "No, ah... I'm okay" he muttered sharply, refusing to look at him. He rubbed his temples with a pained scowl, all this talking and cold weather was giving him a huge headache. He knew if he had a cold he would probably die from it.
But there was know time to think about himself, he was still unsure about teaming up with Professor Chaos after all he is a villain. "I dunno if joining you is a good thing or not." He replied in a guff voice. He strained his eyes through the dark over at Professor Chaos. A strange expression on his face.
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Post by buttersstotch on Oct 19, 2011 21:18:53 GMT -5
"Well that is up to you to decide Mysterion. If you don't join me, I will assume that you're against me! Hahaha!! Then I will defeat you" he pointed his finger at him. Oh wait...pointing fingers was bad. He pulled back his finger and mumbled something quietly to himself.
"U-uhm! Tell me by today or tomorrow if you want to join me, Mysterion!" He grabbed a pellet from his bag and threw it on the ground. It exploded and created some smoke so he could get away, but instead choke from the smoke.
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Post by Woodstock Ricketts on Oct 21, 2011 12:24:29 GMT -5
Mysterion sighed, his eyes narrowed in thought. As he watched Professor Chaos choke on the smoke. "Okay, if you don't choke to death first" He muttered darkly. All was silent for a few seconds, the only sound heard was the sound of coughing and gagging. His eyes set in a weak glare.
Remembering what Chaos had said a few minutes ago. The way his mind was spinning in unhelpful circles, it should have been just a yes or no answer, but Mysterion was having a hard time thinking right now. He stared down at his feet, he couldn't speak. He was to deep in though right now. His words sinking deeper than they should have.
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Post by buttersstotch on Oct 22, 2011 21:31:24 GMT -5
As Professor Chaos tried for his second attempt to run away, he'd stop short after three steps and started to scream. "Oh Hamburgers!! I think some of that got in my eyes. Owwwie!! It really hurts!" and clutched on to his face and tried to rub out the powder. "I-I mean AHHAHAHA THIS WAS ALL PLANNED!" exclaiming loudly, trying to hide the fact that he actually really just hurt himself.
He'd start running away again, but this time tripped over a rock since he couldn't see. He'd fall over and just laid there. "Owwwwiee...."
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