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))

Comments

[hefeelsasleep.livejournal.com]

What! What do you want me to do?!

[He just wants to curl up in a ball and die as it is...]

[zeropercentoff.livejournal.com]

[Back in his seat, Drebin isn't done~ :D]

KICK HIS BEEP!

She can make sad eyes too.

[major-ocelette.livejournal.com]

I... I don't know damn it!

[She... didn't want to shoot him. She liked him, which wasn't something she could say about nearly anyone.]

[Dammit, why do I care?]

[selfesteemteam.livejournal.com]

G-

[What... what's wrong with the Major?]

M-Major...

[selfesteemteam.livejournal.com]

[THE BASTARD HURT THE MAJOR.

HE WILL PAY. D:< ]

[hefeelsasleep.livejournal.com]

[He pushes some hair out of her face and gently leans against her.]

This is probably for the best... I love you.

[He kisses her forehead.]

But I'm bad for you.

[He pulled free and left out the door.]

yes this was entirely necessary

[zeropercentoff.livejournal.com]

HE'S GAY-!

[Why yes, Drebin is quite enjoying himself.]

I sorta love your Drebin. XD

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

[...Ivan's never seen Ocelot acting like this before. He supposes it's because she's a woman. Regardless, he's not happy with either this Todd guy or the guy who's sitting nearby and heckling. Getting up, he walks over to Drebin and punches him in the balls.]

SHUT. THE GODDAMN HELL. UP.

he's just an all-around asshole

[zeropercentoff.livejournal.com]

[Drebin noticed the man approach, whipping his head in Ivan's direction.]

What the bleep do you w-

[-OH GOD RIGHT IN THE FRAGILE TENDERS. The blows from Todd still stung and this new assault isn't helping. He doubles over in his seat, hands on his thighs. Like hell this random guy was gonna get away with punching him! #573 grabs Ivan by his shirt, pulling him close enough to send an uppercut to that pretty little jaw of his.]

I still like him.

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

OW!

[THAT DOES IT! BALLGRAB! AND TWIST!]

haha, what's not to like?

[zeropercentoff.livejournal.com]

Get yer beep hands off me, you beepin' beep-!

[Drebin grabs Ivan's arm, attempting to pry him off.]

I guess I just like dicks. *ba-dum-psh*

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

[TWISTS HARDER.]

Don't you DARE make it worse for my friend. DON'T YOU DARE. [He lets go angrily.]

...ahahaha

[zeropercentoff.livejournal.com]

[ffff-]

Who- [Drebin's about to ask who Ivan was reffering to when he's released and decides that punching the offender in the face is a much more worthwhile endeavor.]

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

[TOO BAD FOR HIM HE'S USED TO BEING HIT IN THE FACE BY NOW.]

...do you WANT to lose your goddamn balls? [BALLPUNCH.]

[zeropercentoff.livejournal.com]

[Drebin is ready this time, stumbling back a few steps and covering his crotch area with his hands.]

I don't know, y'seem to want them so bleepin' bad!

[He reaches into his pocket to grab his knife, then stops as he notices a large security gaurd heading their way. Drebin scrambles over the back of the seat, putting some distance between himself and Ivan(or at least, the angry-looking guard!)]

[unwillinghelper.livejournal.com]

[Ivan scowls.]

Don't you dare do anything to upset Ocelot ever again, you ugly bastard.

[He turns and runs off, heading towards the exit.]