|
|
Post by RICO on Jan 20, 2016 19:58:41 GMT -5
 " Delicious." He mumbled as he licked his lips. He'd come for a meeting with the god of the west but that occasional partner of his was delayed. So, he poured of all his attention into a trip to his own personal day spa, or the casino of torturous amusement where humans thought they could win money. He scoffed and inhaled deeply. Misery was what he smelled with a good bit of frustration thrown in for good measure. Eyes closed and he smiled. His body shook until a cackle erupted from deep within him as he sat in a chair overlooking the festivities. He stopped abruptly and turned his head to the left. Glaring blue eyes were focused on a smiling girl at a slot machine. She was... Happy. A twitching brow became a smirk as he stood up and melted into the floor. He appeared on the slot machine in a crouched position, staring curiously at the girl. She was much too happy to be here. She should be gripped with emotional turmoil. But, she wasn't. " Girl." He said to her as she fed the machine money. " Why are you smiling?" He asked, giving a flick to her forehead. She finally noticed him and he looked into her eyes searching for something until he finally found it. He shoulders sank and he gave a low growl. She was cursed by that mediocre kama sutra peddler. "Love." She grinned and Rico pulled away as if she were a filthy panhandler. He melted into the machine and appeared back near his VIP seat above the action. Holding his chin, he leaned against his chair. " She's gotta go. I'll take her out myself." He said to himself and turned, taking a step toward the stairs. No, wait. That's exactly what she would want. He moved his foot backwards cautiously. He needed time to think this through. One young girl was the snowball. A snowball rolling down and finally toppling him... He'd have no choice but to...Egh, play kissy face tea party with her if she won. No. No. She won't win. He was chaos - all powerful and, he'd be forced to work in her shitty porn shop for the rest of his existence. He yelled suddenly as his hands flew to his hair, frantically messing and pulling. He wouldn't be taken over by that female. Did she even have boobs? He hadn't really noticed. He hadn't noticed that her magic was that strong either. His eyes slid to their left corners and he breathed heavily. He had to do something before she began infecting everyone. " Oh?" His eyebrow raised as an idea formed. He teleported down to the machine again. He crouched again. " Break it." He whispered to her. " It cheated you. You need money to live. How can you live without it? Love can't save you when you're starving." The girl stopped feeding the machine bills for a moment. She only stared at the machine but then began taking steps backward. All at once, she began ramming the machine with her body. "It cheated! It cheated! It cheated!" She shouted repeatedly as she bashed herself against the machine. Feeling the thumping beneath his feet, Rico was satisfied, taking the time to watch the girl start to bloody herself as guards came to fight her away from the machine. " Ah, that's better. Despair." He said as he looked around the room at the players who were now focused on the girl. " Good. That's what you all should be feeling." He grinned to himself. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
|
|
|
Post by WISAL on Jan 20, 2016 20:26:16 GMT -5
| call me in the afternoon. She had only gone a while, having been distracted by the colourful roulette tables twirling and the smart looking gentleman sitting by one of them. He's a pooling mess by the time she's done with him, all breathless and rugged. She leaves grinning like a fool. Even when she's trailing to see what the fuss around the slot machines is about, Wisal's good mood leaves a trail of importu lovers, sighing and kissing, hand holding and hugging. She smiles some more at her good work, and smothers the complaints about her fickleness in her head to one side. Clearly she was doing good here. She was doing a good job! However, upon arriving at the slot machines, she frowns at the sight of the poor bloody lady being pulled away from her love. Wisal tilts her head and pouts, crossing her legs in midair. She shakes her head seemingly at no one, and then her head sharply turns to the local God lounging around, shaking her head once more. Well, of course she knew he was around. Wisal then appears next to Chaos, gloved hands grasping at his arm. "What are you doing?" She blinks, the underlying lack of charm highlighting her accusing tone. RICO |
#TEAMSAUSAGE |
|
|
|
Post by RICO on Jan 21, 2016 1:46:25 GMT -5
As he rolled in his own selfish delight, he noticed that it was fleeting. There was loving couples on display and his shoulders fell. He wore a look of confusion for a moment. His arm was held suddenly and he took on a defensive posture as he was frightened suddenly. He let out a blood curdling girl scream when he noticed that it was Love herself grabbing a hold of him. " What does it look like I'm doing?" He said as he snatched his own arm back from her grip. " Or rather..." He glared at the love filling through room due to her presence. " What I was doing." He hated her stupid powers. There was absolutely nothing good about emotions like love. " So to what do I owe the honor?" He grimaced and began floating away slowly, figuring that she would be distracted by her purpose and telling him all about it. TAGGGED | NOTES trying to keep it short, babe |
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
|
|
|
Post by WISAL on Jan 21, 2016 17:34:32 GMT -5
| call me in the afternoon. She dotes on his words, seeming to cling onto every syllable intently. Wisal is not deterred when he shakes her hands off his arm, instead she grabs onto the armrest with a cheerful hum. "Hm," She ponders wistfully. "I think you were being moody again!" She laughs to herself at the thought. Her hand now covers the edge of her smile; a sign of bashfulness, perhaps. But she follows nevertheless, trailing after him. "What honour? What are you talking about again?" Wisal frowns, wondering if she did anything to upset him. "I came for you! Shouldn't that make you happy?" Hm. Wisal herself can't think of a reason why her presence would upset him, though. RICO |
#TEAMSAUSAGE |
|
|
|
Post by RICO on Jan 21, 2016 20:29:06 GMT -5
She was following like she always did. Knowing that she was doing so made his brows lower and knit closer together with every word she spoke to him. She was always so open with her motives and it frustrated him to no end. Did she not enjoy privacy or secrets? He enjoyed conspiracies and the like. He could never get any work done or even gain a bit of energy with her around. She was far too happy. He turned his body, still floating and held her by the shoulders. An eye giving a twitch when he ever brought himself willfully to touch her. It was best to hold her at arms length to ensure some kind of personal boundary. " If you've come for me, you're too late. I'm leaving. You've ruined my fun, Wisal." He told her directly with a glare and firm features. After all these years, she had yet to realize that he wouldn't spend any 'quality' time with her even in a thousand more years. He'd made a mistake all those years before and he was forever paying the price for even uttering words to her. There was a storm within his heart that love could not calm- He blinked. Shit that was poetic. Since when did he recite poetry in inner monologue? He looked to the female god and took his hands away from her. " What are you doing to me?" He shouted his question violently, letting his hands flail at her. " Float over there, now!" He commanded and pointed a few meters away. " If you want to talk to me, go over there!" He said, breathing heavily a bit from frustration. He didn't like her personality, at all. The quirks that others would find cute in the god of love were like poison for him. He would only admit one small thing to himself only. He was very attracted to her, physically. A ridiculously small detail in the overall scheme of things. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
|
|
|
Post by WISAL on Jan 22, 2016 11:24:20 GMT -5
| call me in the afternoon. Her smile was a little uneasy. She flushed when his hands rested on her shoulders. In all honesty, she felt a little giggly. But when she says "I'm sorry!" they both know she doesn't really mean it. She was a little taken back at his sudden loud voice, but this wasn't anything new. Ricky played hard to get and Wisal found it really cute. She cups her cheeks in her hands and beams, floating closer to him instead and doing the same to Ricky's cheeks. "I'm not doing anything!" She insists at first, giving the god of chaos funny faces with her hands. "But if I'm here, won't you hear me better?" She looks down as if proving her point. She then leans in to whisper in his ear. "I'm right, aren't I?" Chuckling, she promptly attacks him with a hug. RICO |
#TEAMSAUSAGE |
|
|
|
Post by RICO on Jan 23, 2016 18:42:23 GMT -5
He frowned all the while she held his cheeks. Rolling his eyes when she feigned cutesy ignorance at 'doing anything'. His eyes shot to her, wide at the shock of her contorting her face but they soon narrowed, focused with anger. There was absolutely no reason at all for her to come that close to him when it came to his hearing. He could hear a fly buzzing about the room. Worst of all, she could too if she'd concentrate on anything other than his presence. Bad enough to touch and then be touched by this pink lunatic but, making conversation and sense of it was painful. She leaned to him and his head backed away until he bumped the wall's surface behind him. As he focused on the shock of the bump, letting his eyes stray from her proved - once again - to be a mistake. She hugged him and he instantly felt filthy. He began working to pry her off of him. Taking hold of the top of her head with the palm of his hand and pushing it down and away. It only worked to move her down his body slowly to things that could compromise... Well, everything, yet again. Increasingly frustrated and baring teeth, he groaned and teleported from her clutches finally. " Why do you do things against my will every single time?" He asked her as he reappeared off to the side. " Desperation isn't a perfume I enjoy." He sneered at her. Sliding his eyes, he looked to the casino floor momentarily and then back to her. " How about a game, Love?" He raised a brow. " You want me to stay, don't you?" He floated, crossing his arms. " You love me enough to make it interesting, right?" He blinked at her with steady poise. " Yeah. C'mon. It'll be fun." He smirked. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
|
|
|
Post by WISAL on Jan 24, 2016 15:48:21 GMT -5
| call me in the afternoon. He escapes from her clutches fast enough, as Wisal knew he would. Her smile is etched onto her face. "You never tell me what you want though?" Whatever he says he wants is boring and thus completely up to interpretation anyways. Wisal shrugs, unable to keep the look of innocence up as long as she should've. " You love me enough to play the game," Wisal corrects, but her triumph doesn't escape her voice. "Of course I'd play!" She claps twice. "As long as you don't cheat!" RICO |
#TEAMSAUSAGE |
|
|
|
Post by RICO on Jan 24, 2016 22:42:26 GMT -5
He never told her what he wanted? Didn't he tell her all the time? To be left alone and whatnot crossed his mind but flashing back, he'd told her that he loved her and- He paused, giving his head a shake. So, he was the muddled one. His eyes darted around as he frowned. No, that was too easy. He ruled himself. He wasn't responsible for anyone else and the foolish way they interpreted his words. " I love you enough-" He repeated it back to her with a nod of his head but quickly glared and managed a different train of thought." Ha! Or so, you'd like me to say! Keep up, will you!" He raised an eyebrow and teleported down to the game floor. He crouched atop one of the slot machines again and waited for her. " Reset them." He told her when she arrived. " Take away your effects." He blinked up at her and then to the crowd. " Pick out a true love couple. And when I say true love, it has to be real love. Nothing you've concocted, Wisal." He held up a finger warning her with a stern face. " We're going to have a game of influence." He offered her and stood from his crouching position and faced her. " If I win, no visiting me for a week." He pointed at her nose. He regretted it the moment he said it. He didn't want her to disappear for a week but how could he get anything done with her around? He was in turmoil, as usual. It was evident by the frown on his face. " What is your stake?" He asked, somberly. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
|
|
|
Post by WISAL on Jan 25, 2016 19:05:48 GMT -5
| call me in the afternoon. Her two feet landed squarely before the slot machine Ricky decided he wanted to crouch on top of. If he felt he had to compensate, to prove a point, then who was her to refuse? Wisal gets to smile sweetly at his failures to command language and watch his feelings show. She tilts her head to one side and smiles. It's as if his feelings have crawled inside her shell of a body. Her thoughts are interrupted halfway through his instructions. She'd only been half listening, but she sort of got the gist of what he was trying to get at. "You wound me. Love is never false." She shakes her head, sincerely sorry at his accusation. "And what are you going to do, split them apart?" Wisal covers her mouth when she snorts, because all of this is painful and unnecessary, the outcome had already been decided from the start. Wisal knows a pained expression when she sees one. Still, she hums under her breath. "Alright, I want a date! You have to satisfy my desires." Wisal bats her eyelashes, partly wondering if Ricky really did know what she was getting at. " Super romantic and sweet, okay?" RICO |
#TEAMSAUSAGE |
|
|
|
Post by RICO on Jan 25, 2016 22:51:47 GMT -5
Did he even want to know what those desires were that had to be satisfied? He lazily rolled his eyes. Super romantic and sweet. Was he ever any of those things? He blinked, looking at nothing in particular as he thought. " Settle for dinner and good sex like a normal female." He told her, refusing to be made into any kind of ideal man of hers. Fickle that she was, he had a reason for staying at odds with her. He looked down at her. Let her get everything that she wanted and boredom would set in. She flicker off to the next that tickled her fancy. A part of him was okay with this. But, a larger part of him was not. She was his and she needed to understand that and do as he willed. If not as a lover then as a resident god of his district. " Go on." He waved his hand dismissively at her. " Find your couple then." He said, looking bored but was really more annoyed with his previous chain of thoughts. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
|
|
|
Post by WISAL on Jan 27, 2016 8:53:35 GMT -5
| call me in the afternoon. She nods. Drifting before him, Wisal entering his personal space seems nothing short of normal. Akin to cherry blossoms blowing into your path in spring, love's actions are learned, natural, and normal. Her gloves hands capture his; she kisses the back of his hand. She catches his lips then, a cheap, quick, chase kiss. "You were my choice from the very start." She smiles, and it's nothing short of serene. RICO some shitpost i shippost |
#TEAMSAUSAGE |
|
|
|
Post by RICO on Jan 27, 2016 21:33:09 GMT -5
He watched her with a smirk, quietly. A hand moved to hold up his cheek as he decided to wait for her to start their game. He hoped she wouldn't be too angry when he decided to cheat. He always did that. There were no rules, aside from not pissing him off. Curiously, he stared at her when she drifted up to him. He raised an eyebrow at her as she kissed his free hand. Of course, an opening for her to bestow a bit of affection on him was never passed on. He rolled his eyes and gave a sigh. That was enough already. He wanted to play the damn game already. " Would you just-" He started but was suddenly wide-eyes and silent as she managed to catch him in a kiss. He blinked as she pulled away and explained her choice. Ah. He should've seen this coming. The whole I-only-have-eyes-for-you routine; she was getting quite good at it. Almost rehearsed enough for him to believe it fully. But, he was thankful for that gnawing monster in the back of his head that reminded him of everything that was important. " Oh, Love." He smirked at her. " You can do much better than a ship that's destined to wreck and kill everyone on board." He told her quietly, the physical affection getting the better of him. Cutting himself off before he could even try to feel any kind of happiness when it concerned a relationship between the two of them. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
|
|
|
Post by WISAL on Feb 3, 2016 21:21:32 GMT -5
| call me in the afternoon. She watches him under a blanket of stars, obscuring her sights and distracting her. Wisal bats her eyelids slowly, the all too familiar feeling of infatuation pooling. One hand curls around Rico's waist, the other brushes hair from his face, cupping his cheek; all deliberately slow. She consciously chooses to love Rico by savouring their moments together, like letting chocolate melt on her tongue. "Your loss, right?" She smiles sweetly, brushing her lips against his. RICO throws hands in air |
#TEAMSAUSAGE |
|
