Dramamamamllama wut?

[hefeelsasleep.livejournal.com]

[Todd was not feeling asleep for once, and actually in quite a good mood! He was busy patrolling the area when he came upon a door where a loud applause seemed to come from.]

Huh? What was that noise?

[He opened the door and step in. He found himself on a small color full stage next to an older looking man in a blue sweater]

This is Todd, When he first came into the Nexus he started dating a girl whose code name is Paramedic. When she went missing from his life he moved onto another girl who goes by the name Ocelot.

[Boos could be heard drifting up from the crowd.]

Well now Paramedic is back folks, and she's not to happy about what she's seen.

Wait? What!?

((OOC: Welcome to the Maury show. For fox_unit_medic  & major_ocelette , others can feel free to join the audience :3))

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Me. Me. Me. ;]

[outofuniform.livejournal.com]

[squint] I dunno... are you Mr. Plum?

~I... remember... youuuuuu~...

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

...you're pretty, but dumb. Interesting.

[Have a mild scowl your way.]

I seem to remember a boot. Nudging me repeatedly.

[outofuniform.livejournal.com]

A boot, huh? Yeah, that's wild. What about the weird smell? Any clue where that came from? It stunk when I found ya.

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

[Glaaaare.]

I don't trust you. If you did anything to me while I was unconscious, you're going to pay for it.

[Have a vaguely threatening crotchgrab! Merry Not-Christmas.]

[outofuniform.livejournal.com]

. . .
[Deadpan stare.] Did you just grab me? Down there?

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[HAVE A PAINFUL SQUEEZE OF YOUR BALLS, STRANGA.]

[outofuniform.livejournal.com]

[Violent retaliatory strike? Nope. But there was this odd reply...]
Feel anything familiar or are you going to make me turn my head and cough?

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

Familiar? I don't even know you, soldier. [Keeps squeezing painfully.] Cough if you want. I don't care.

[outofuniform.livejournal.com]

[There was more of a sneer than any noticeable pain. The guy's a marine after all, so "roshambo kicking" during roughhousing sessions did happen on occasion... Or maybe he likes it? Stay tuned.]
You don't know me? Not even a *ngh!* remote guess?

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

...excuse me?

Of course I don't know you. The amount of interaction I've had with you involves a boot. [Twiiiist.]

[outofuniform.livejournal.com]

...oh. You've had a bit more than this, 'fairy. Maybe you'll remember after I send you to La-La-land? [And now, the abrupt retaliation in the form of rather a violent headbutt to the septum.]

...get off my goddamn junk!

...the septum? Also, don't mind the smile. He's still mildly traumatised.

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

[Ivan lets go, yelping in pain and staggers back.]

Wh- what the hell are you talking about, you imb-becile?!

[Oddly, he seems to be smiling...]

bridge area of the nose. :x M'bad, was trying to quick reply while playing online. XD

[outofuniform.livejournal.com]

[backsteps a couple paces, "rubbing" his sore "self".] Those nuts you've been admiring? Yeah, DEEZ NUTS WERE IN YO' MOUF.
[A pained chuckle followed as he threw a thumbs up -- despite the hunched over & knelt stance.]

And for good measure, I used some Bronx Cheer Potpourri to help your silly ass wake up. When that didn't work, I just kicked'ya. How's that, ya'Plum?

Aha, sorry. I got confused.

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

...?

[Ivan doesn't know what the hell you're talking about.]

I don't care where your nuts have been. My mouth has had worse things in it than those.

no worries! :D

[outofuniform.livejournal.com]

[blink] . . . you're some kind of crazy freak, man. I mean... really. You...You stay over there, alright?!
[Mr Pot, meet Mr Kettle. Especially when he finds out about the Fem!Vamp being from an AU...]

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

[Ivan is laughing. Don't mind him, it's just the recurring trauma from the Fear incident.]

Crazy... freak? Oh... that's an interesting thing to say for such a pathetic worm. You're precious. I just want to shoot you in the balls and go curl up in my soon-to-be-dead Colonel's arms.

[He smiles darkly.] If he knew what you'd done, you'd be dead, you know.
...you're one to call me crazy. What you did was pathetic. Pathetic. Can't get any thrills on your own, huh?

[outofuniform.livejournal.com]

Uh huh, yeah -- I'm trembling. Really. I can't wait to get my ass kicked by some KFC employee's manager. [Wait, what?]

[Tips a casual wave over the shoulder... that kinda "flops" to just a middle finger shot to the heavens.] I'm off to get my "thrills" elsewhere. You're too damn weird for words, man.

Don't worry, he won't set the Colonel on you.

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

...What's a KFC?

...Idiot. Wait until he electrocutes you. Reduces you to sizzling ashes. Electrified bodies have an odd smell, you know. They'll be able to find you miles away.

[Ivan grins. His psychotic side is showing.]

Go on and play, then. Just watch your back. I won't forgive that little attack.