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| Mend (working title); A Fusion Fic of a different breed | |
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| Topic Started: Jan 30 2009, 02:38 PM (523 Views) | |
| Kamaitachi | Jul 9 2009, 02:24 AM Post #31 |
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Chapter 9 Crysta crossed her legs as she sat on Kamai's bed "You know, the obvious choice is that all of this stuff correlates to his ex." she mused, stroking her chin as if there were a beard there. "This calls for a trip to the bar." DS cheered "We can discuss this over cocktails. I--...er...Hollie thinks better when she's got a drink in her." "Kamai's not working tonight, so I guess we can discuss it in peace, without him eavesdropping on our investigative report of him." Hollie shrugged "It seems a good idea to me." "Wonder what he's up to...?" DS began. She spoke far too soon, of course, and almost regretted asking. "GO GO GADGET NICK BALL KICKER!" An unholy screech ensued. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Kamai had just, and probably for no reason, kicked Nick square in the nuts. The girls jumped up and ran down the stairs to see Nick curled up on the floor, streaming curses in an unbearable soprano. "You know, his vocal technique is like Pavarotti's" Kamai smiled, bending over at the waist, his arms behind his back as he peered curiously at Nick "Pavarotti could fill an entire concert hall with sound while in the fetal position." He paused for a moment, tilting his head to look up at the girls before continuing as if he were lecturing them: "Of course, he had a much more pleasing tenor." Nick screamed further obscenities at Kamai, reaching out with his free hand to grab at his friend. Evidently, the aggressor had strategically placed himself just out of Nick's grabbing range, and continued to talk nonchalantly "Did you know the last Castrati died a little while back? It's a horrible practice, isn't it? Unfortunately, I think you need some work; the raw power is there, but you lack musicality." Rolling their eyes in unison, the girls grabbed their coats and headed out the door. They heard, in Nick's continued agonized screams "Kamai! Kamai put your shirt back on! OH MY GOD!" "Is he going to rape Nick?" DS turned to Hollie "Why're you asking me?" Hollie sighed, crossing her arms. "I figured we could make some money off of the video footage. I'm sure people would pay to see that." DS' grin was almost evil. Hollie found she enjoyed the thought of it. * * * "Hi! Welcome to Rock's!" The cheerful voice rang out at them as soon as they walked in the door to the bar. "Shut it, Tiara." Hollie growled "I love you too, Hollie-bo-ballie" Tiara giggled cutely, her blonde hair swishing about her as she indicated that they could enter. "Crysta Sierra Mista! Buenos DS! It's good to see you guys again!" "I really wish she wouldn't give us those stupid nicknames" muttered Crysta under her breath "I-HEARD-THAT!" Tiara's grin widened as she thrust menus in their hand. "I wonder how much cocaine she snorts." DS rolled her eyes as they moved over to a booth. "Who's the bartender on duty tonight?" Hollie looked up at the bar, peering over the various people to see who was tending. Turned out it was Yzarc Drowsman. "Oh, it's the jew." "You know," Crysta glanced at Hollie "His name is Drowsman...it doesn't make him a jew." "It'd be more obvious if it was like...Drowsburg or Drowstein" DS chimed in. "I'll get the drinks" Hollie left her friends at the table, heading over to the bar. "Sup Hollie. Whatchya drinkin?" Yzarc smiled. He really didn't look the least bit jewish, but Hollie was still secretly convinced he was. "Cosmopolitan for DS, Tom Collins for me, and..." she peered over at Crysta "...let's go with the Columbia Crest Shiraz tonight for Crysta." "I'll bring it over to your table. You guys having a meeting or something?" "We're having a Kamai-discussion." "Oh, bring it up here to the bar. I'll help you out." Yzarc nodded. "...we're just trying to figure him out." Hollie gave him a sidelong, curious look. "Well, he keeps telling me I'm his best friend, but I know, like, jack shit about the guy. I'd like to know a thing or two, you know?" Hollie nodded, "Fine" and waved over Crysta and DS. The three slid into their stools as Yzarc plopped their drinks down on coasters in front of them. "Okay, so here's the facts: Kamai's got a crap ton of stuffed dogs. He's got paintings and photographs of seemingly random places, and cd's of eccentric music, none of them seem to match up to any sort of theme." "Okay" Yzarc nodded. "What does that tell us?" "Not done" Crysta shot him an icy look. "There's a picture of him with another guy, neatly placed behind his nightstand." "Oh. That's easy then." Yzarc started up again "-My theory" Crysta jumped right back in "is that the stuffed dogs represent all his old flings, and the paintings probably corollate to places where he slept with them, using the music as background music for said sexual escapades." Hollie and DS nodded, but Yzarc shook his head. "You're pretty close, but here's what I'm more willing to bet on: Are all the stuffed dogs named?" "Yeah" Hollie nodded "all guys' names. And some inconsequential weird ones like...Bartender and Soldier" "Okay, don't those sound like character names? Like in plays and movies?" Yzarc grabbed a rag, beginning to wipe down the bar, almost as if he were disinterested in the conversation. "Those probably aren't his roles, but probably the roles of the guy from the picture. Remember how Kamai doesn't date actors? It's probably because of him." "That makes far too much sense. I thought you didn't know anything about him" DS raised an eyebrow "Please" Yzarc scoffed "I'm his best friend." While that didn't quite answer the question (in fact it did the opposite by raising more), the tribunal of women seemed satisfied with the answer. "Okay, what about the paintings?" "All of them are locations. I know because you said that you figured he'd had sex in those places. That's probably partially true, and probably with the guy from the photograph. But I think those are places that simply have significant value to him, probably emotionally or spiritual. Are like...two of them meadows by a river and a few of them various parking lots or parking garages?" "Yeah, now that you mention it." DS recaptured the paintings in her mind's eye. "Yeah, those are the places he had significant conversations or fights with this ex of his." Yzarc began polishing glasses. "And the cd's are probably Kamai underscoring those moments in his memory to music...like a soundtrack to his life with this guy. He probably listens to them to evoke the memories. I bet you the detail goes on and on, but this is what I gathered." "You gathered all that from a few facts?" "Well, I work with Kamai; he tells me a lot. I probably know more about his relationship with this mystery man than any of you." "I wouldn't be surprised." Crysta sighed "he's just our roommate after all. It's not like we need to know anything about him, right?" "Sarcasm duly noted" Yzarc saluted her before returning to polishing glasses "I work with him. We're like war buddies." "Ah, gotcha." Hollie sighed, taking a big gulp of her drink "I figure that's the closest we're going to get on this matter, huh." "I'll get you another round. Chris Sentenal's playing solo accoustic tonight." "Is he doing original work or covers tonight?" Crysta turned to the stage to see a youngish guy with long brown hair and a guitar sit down on a stool. "Cover night. He's got a few good ones planned for tonight, so we'll see." They turned to watch as Sentenal started to play. |
   
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| Dragon_Sniper | Jul 9 2009, 02:35 AM Post #32 |
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I still adore your writing. Also, "Buenos DS" is awesome. Keep it up! :D |
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| +Hollie | Jul 9 2009, 11:52 AM Post #33 |
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You know, I think I preferred Hollie-Lollie. But a fun little chapter. For some reason I imagined sad violin music playing in the background the entire way through. 
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| Kamaitachi | Jul 15 2009, 03:48 PM Post #34 |
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Chapter 11? "Kamai just does as he pleases it seems. He's never been affected by things like laws or rules...he just does as he does." Yzarc sighed "it's kinda annoying, the shit he gets away with." * * * Hollie remembered Yzarc saying that about six drinks and four shots in. She didn't quite remember getting home, but when she opened the door, she found Nick in his underwear, laying prostrate on the floor, while no less than 20 tiny, yappy dogs jumped and barked around and over him. "...what...the...fuck..." she blinked as a few little puppies ran up to her, yapping incessantly. "I adopted two dozen puppies." Kamai's voice floated in from the upstairs. "WHY!?" Hollie yelled angrily, picking up a puppy and tossing back at the seemingly unconscious Nick. "Because I like puppies." the reply was matter-of-fact, as if adopting twenty four small annoying animals was the normal thing to do. "What happened to Nick!?" she waded through the veritable sea of puppies, gently nudging them aside as she moved to her fallen friend. "My prognosis: Cute Overload. Start him on cute kitten treatment, stat!" With that, a good two dozen cats came rolling down the stairs, stumbling about and mewling pathetically, but cutely, as small kitties often do. "KAMAI!" Hollie shrieked "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" "Don't you like kitties?" Kamai's voice sounded hurt "and man, if you don't like the mass animal adoption, you'll probably loathe what I've done to your room." That seemed to be the last straw. Hollie moved her way gingerly, but swiftly, through the puppies and kitties, who now seemed to be devouring Nick in a pile of fantastic cuteness. She pulled her way up the stairs, still careful not to tread on any of the little creatures running about the room. She opened her door, to see that Kamai had redecorated. "...what?" It took her a second to realize what he had done: He had somehow managed to expand the room into a much, much larger one. It was essentially only black lit, with a few dim lights here and there in various road-sign-like patterns. "...Kamai..." "-turned your room into a laser tag arena!" He popped out from a corner, wearing your basic flashing laser tag gear and blaster. "That's it, Kamai." Hollie growled, grabbing the nearest blaster to her. She took aim and fired. Of course, one would expect for Kamai's armor to brightly light up and indicate that he had died. However, the blaster she picked up fired a solid laser, much like the phasers from star trek. It burned a hole clean through Kamai's chest. The two of them looked for a moment at the smoking mess where Kamai's heart had once been. "Well now you've gone and done it" he shook his head sadly. "Guess I won't make it to work tonight." With that, he toppled over backwards. Stunned speechless, Hollie walked over slowly, dropping the little toy blaster before crouching down. "...I bequeath you all my puppies and kitties." Kamai's voice was wracked with coughs and sputters. "Take care of them, as you would your own children...because they poop frequently." And with that, he expired. "..." Hollie stared blankly, completely unsure what had happened. She was pretty sure she was crying, but she couldn't feel it. "...yeah..." Kamai smiled, his eyes still closed. "I always wanted to have the word 'poop' somewhere in my dying speech. Guess it sorta destroys the gravity of the situation." He stood up, brushing himself off. "Can't die without an oscar-winning performance, you know?" "Kamai...you still have a hole in your chest." Hollie pointed, slightly dumbfounded. "Oh. That" Kamai poked his finger through it, then put his hand through all the way out his back "Yeah. That's gonna be annoying." He met her eyes with a serious glance "But I now know you have it in you to kill. I have to eliminate you." "...Kamai...none of this makes any sense." "Just hush boozie, this'll be over shortly." He hefted his blaster into the air "BAN-KAI!" An incredibly bright light ensued, Hollie raised her arms in defense, but found herself flying through the air. * * * Hollie landed with a graceful thud on the ground. Bolting upright, she madly looked around her room for any signs of terrifying laser tag. None. Her room looked quite normal. She took a moment to hold her suddenly throbbing head, then looked down at herself. She was wearing the flowery robe. The sun shone through her window, landing right where her face should've been. "...fuck." she muttered, hefting herself back into bed. "...sad thing is..." she said to no one "...is that that dream could very well come true some day." |
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| Dragon_Sniper | Jul 15 2009, 04:23 PM Post #35 |
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Haha, awesome. Well done. |
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| +Hollie | Jul 15 2009, 09:45 PM Post #36 |
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That chapter was epic lulz. It needs to come true, minus Kamai getting a hole blown in his chest. |
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| Kamaitachi | Jul 26 2009, 05:32 PM Post #37 |
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Chapter 13: "Oh, hey Kamster" Yzarc plopped down next to Kamai on a bench in the courtyard, where the latter had just lit a cigarette. "Yzarc, I have a serious question to ask you" the face was solemn, the words seemed quite stern. "Uh...sure buddy. Anything." he heard his voice quaking slightly. Either Kamai was in a bad mood, or he himself had a guilty conscience. "If you could stop time, how would you be able to see things?" There hovered, for a moment, an awkward silence. "...what?" Yzarc frowned, taken aback by the question. "I shall prognosticate" Kamai nodded, procuring a pair of glasses and placing them smartly on his nose. Yzarc noted them offhandedly, recognizing them to be suspiciously similar to Hollie's glasses. "If you stop time, as would be your mutant power, how would things continue to function? For anything to travel, it requires time, as it is the dependent variable in most situations." "Okay..." "So, light travels at the speed of light, which is precisely 299,792,458 meters per second. However, if it is reduced to 0 seconds, then the equation falters. If there are no seconds, then there is no motion." "Okay...?" "So, that then means that if light cannot travel, then it can't reflect and refract, and our eyes can't process it, meaning if you stopped time, you'd be moving in total darkness." "...what?" "For that matter, as our bodies are entirely based on the motion and flow of fluids and air...how would we be able to breathe or move at all? Even if we existed in our own time continuum, the air around us would not be able to flow." "...Kamai...are you high?" "Hardly." He adjusted his spectacles "and since you can provide me with no such answer, I'll have to rule control over time as my super power." "...So...essentially, you're just being a huge dork." "Essentially." Kamai grinned "I've resorted to blowing things up with my mind." "KAMAI!" they heard Hollie roaring nearby. She stumbled through the crowd, standing in front of the two on their little bench. "What the fuck!?" "I stole her glasses while she was reading in the library." Kamai turned to Yzarc, stating what his friend had probably already assumed from the glasses-less and angry woman in front of them. "Please give them back, I can't see without them." "You're no fun, Hollie." He sized her up for a moment "Hair a mess, no glasses...did you just get laid? Looks like it was fun." He ashed his cigarette off to one side "Besides, I like these glasses. I feel smart." "...please?" "Hollie, your superpower would be...teleportation?" "...please!" "No wait, that's my superpower." With that he flung something to the ground. A *paf* noise ensued, and a big smoke cloud appeared. Hollie and Yzarc coughed, trying to wave away the smoke with their hands. "...where the hell did that fucker get a smoke bomb from?" Yzarc laughed "Where'd he go!?" "I teleported!" Kamai yelled over his shoulder "You'll never catch me alive!". They turned to see him sprinting down the plaza towards one of the University buildings. "...you're not gonna be alive when I catch you" Hollie muttered darkly. With that, she took off after him, leaving behind a very confused Yzarc. |
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| Dragon_Sniper | Jul 26 2009, 10:55 PM Post #38 |
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Haha, awesome. Fun read as always. <3 |
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| +Hollie | Jul 27 2009, 12:09 PM Post #39 |
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For the record, my superpower would be telekinesis. The idea of Kamai stealing my glasses makes me giggle. Fun chapter <3 (can we really call these things chapters anymore?) |
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