This joke is going to get run into the ground pretty quickly

[thoserookieeyes.livejournal.com]

[Meryl didn't have a lot of luck trying to protect the people here, and even her latest little scheme was being ground to a halt just because the building was too large to find anyone. She wouldn't give up though, and she was looking through the rooms desperately.

However, she eventually started to get hungry, and one room had something particularly delicious:

Watermelons. And they looked perfect.

Well, there was nothing wrong with taking a little break, right? She went over to see if there were any watermelons that were already cut, but to no avail. All she found were watermelons, and those stupid swords that anime fans always liked to carry around. What were they called? Katanas? Yea, katanas.

She could have just left and resumed her mission, but she really wanted those melons. She would have to cut them. She MUST cut them.]

((OOC: Anyone who walks into this room will feel the strange urge to CUT THINGS. Likewise, EVERYTHING can be CUT. They can CUT THEIR WRISTS, they can CUT THE GRASS, they can CUT WATERMELON, CUT THE SCENERY, and they can even CUT UP PEOPLE.))

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[moekov.livejournal.com]

[Guess who's confused and scared suddenly?]

Jack? I am n-not...Jack.

[Ivan tried to kick Solidus in the face, skirt flipping up: panty shot!]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

[He carefully held the boy out of range, staring at him.]

...you look like Jack.

...except for your gender.

[moekov.livejournal.com]

I am not! I am Ivan, and I am not a girl, it is the room that does it!

[KICK FLAIL]

Put me down!

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

...no. I don't think I will.

[...and he goes back to practicing, still holding Raikov by the throat with one tentacle.]

[moekov.livejournal.com]

[Ivan still has that sword he picked up.]

[He tries to cut through the tentacle with it.]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

[It simply clashes off and the other Snake Arm snatches it away.]

Boy, didn't anyone ever tell you not to damage other peoples' property?

[moekov.livejournal.com]

Hey!

[Ivan pouted, holding onto the tentacle with both hands.]

Put me down! I do not want to be holded!

[He kicks again.]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

I will not put you down until you begin to act your age.

[Even if this isn't Jack, he looks like him. So Solidus is going to treat him like him. For now.]

[moekov.livejournal.com]

You do not know my age. What is it you think I am?

[Ivan let himself hang loosely again.]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

And I don't care. You're an adult, try acting like one.

[Slice. Slice. Suddenly, he whirls, whipping one of his blades towards Raikov's hair so it pauses just short of slicing it.]

Would you be happy if I sliced your hair off?

[moekov.livejournal.com]

[Ivan squeaked, freezing in place.]

I-I have cut it before, I was only to cut a little, yes? It is to be more ne...neat. The room it has g-giving me that feeling, I think.

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

There is nothing wrong with my hair and you do not cut people's hair without permission. If you'd done that to Liquid you would have gotten a bullet in your throat and probably lost your balls before you did.

[Without warning, he carried him over to the door and dumped him outside of it, standing in the doorway.]

[moekov.livejournal.com]

[Undignified, Ivan glowered up at Solidus from his newfound spot on the floor.]

I do not like you.

[He stood up, brushing off his clothes and storming away.]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

[Good, because Solidus dislikes you too, little bratty not-Jack.]