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Post by Daniel on Nov 12, 2007 21:29:41 GMT -5
Jake Tripp was standing in the cemetery, wearing all black. Yes, it was black jeans and a black shirt underneath a black hoody. But it was all black. That was the point. He would have dressed up a little more if he could have. But that was a little difficult to do when you were being cursed by 15 people...damn Dark wizards.
Jake looked down at the gravestone, which read 'Derek Tripp', along with his birth and death. Jake stared at it emotionlessly, wiping his eyes even though he wasn't really crying much, if at all. He thought he heard someone, but didn't turn to look.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 12, 2007 21:47:02 GMT -5
( Gods, Danny. You know I dispise sad boards. -sigh- Can you at least tell me who Derek is?)
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 13, 2007 16:50:38 GMT -5
( Well, I don't know him. So doing this board would be pretty damned awkward.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 13, 2007 17:51:35 GMT -5
( Dude, if I brought in the Happy couple, it wouldn't seem very empathetic. What if I brought them in and the board didn't focus on purely mourning? I can do not-fully-mourning. In fact, the board can make the happy couple seem not-so-happy. Even ruin their Fiancee'-ness. No, they are not married yet. OR I could bring just Robb in, but that'd be sort-of lame. Robb's not in his environment in a graveyard. He's in his environment when he's somewhere where he can be sarcastic, dry, morbid and witty without seeming evil.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 13, 2007 17:59:43 GMT -5
(( Dude. Robb wouldn't automatically think that way. His responce to graveyards is not fright, but sadness. I cannot make Robb cry again. I JUST CAN'T!
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 15, 2007 18:22:43 GMT -5
"You know what you are?" "What?"
The screaming was un-ignorable. Two people, a man clad in a tweed pair of pants and a plaid shirt, and a woman in a black peacoat and stockings were yelling at each other. "A morbid, little punk who should be laying somewhere in the sand right now!" The woman scram, using her hands as a microphone.
"Well you know what you are?" The man's screams were so full of anger that it shook the stone around him.
"What?" The woman, unphased by his anger, replied with a voice just as angry. "A sick freak with a fetish for friggin' GRAVEYARDS!" He pointed to a tombstone. "I mean seriously! Why the Hell are we here?"
"We were supposted to make-out here you jerk!" She sat down but got back up again as she said it, flinging her voice like razors.
"What sort of freaks make out in a graveyard?" The man put his hands up. "You didn't object when we made out in a coffee house! And besides, I'm Death! I supposted to have fetishes for Graveyards! You, on the other hand, are supposted to be DEAD!" The woman was closer and recognisable as Diane Soon-To-Be Goodwill.
"You kill people!" The man moved closer, but his hands were covering much of his face.
"SO DO YOU!" Diane said, exasperated.
Robb and Diane, the not-quite-married-newly weds, were fighting. Completely oblivious to the man/boychild in mourning.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 15, 2007 18:27:54 GMT -5
Jake Tripp ignored the first few yells, thinking to himself that it wasn't his business, they would be gone soon. They didn't leave. He tried to ignore them anyway, but we all knew his temper would get the best of him. "WOULD YOU TWO LOVEBIRDS SHUT UP ALL READY?! I ALMOST LIKED YOU BETTER WHEN YOU WERE KISSING IN TEA SHOPS!" Jake roared, whirling on the couple. The grass around him rippled like the ocean as a wave of wind swept over it. "SOME people might be here to do more than MAKE OUT in a FREAKING GRAVEYARD!" He added, just a tad quieter, but still yelling.
//You can delete the OOC posts...//
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 15, 2007 20:04:24 GMT -5
The two, Robb first and then Death, looked to Jake sharply. "Are you talking Sass? Do you have idea who I a-" Diane began to say, but was cut off. "Be polite, Sweety-Poo. We have a visitor. Now, what are you doing here Tripp?" Robb walked quietly, nearly silently, to Jake. For an old man, it took him less time than a championship runner could've. He looked down at the tombstone and raised an eyebrow.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 16, 2007 23:47:38 GMT -5
"Yes, I d-" Jake started, staring Death in the face. ((Lame pun...)) He looked at Robb. "Why would you care?" He asked spitefully, stepping in front of the gravestone to hide the name on it. "It's not like you care about anything but your little Reapers and Death and who you plan on killing next..." He added rapidly, and the wind picked up once again, pushing Robb away from Jake just enough to be noticeable.
//Feel free to let Death/Robb curse him. lol, even I admit he's asking for it.//
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 17, 2007 12:50:51 GMT -5
" Tripp, I knew you were stupid. Buyt to say I can kill Death, that's impossible and completely stupid to say. Even for you. And if I did decide to kill her, she'd simply reincarnate again." He shrugged. "It's a lost cause." Diane was stepping closer. "Oh Hell no! You did not just sass me! I helped bring you into this world and by God If I cannot take you out of it!" She didn't bother to walk normally, so, like Robb, she was up to Jake in a few seconds.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 17, 2007 20:03:08 GMT -5
"What? What are you talking about?" Jake asked Robb. "I never said anything about you killing Death. I said, all you care about IS Death, your little Reapers, and who you are going to kill." He said. He looked at Diane solemnly. "So, you decide who lives and who dies? You have complete control over that?" He asked her spitefully.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 17, 2007 20:15:25 GMT -5
(Sorry, misreading) "Damn straight you little-" She raised her finger to him, but Robb grabbed it. "Honey, that's not very polite, is it?" He said, gently pushing the finger-of-death down. "You cannot tell me that you are sticking up for this little brat!" She said, pouting a bit. "Of course I can. And I am. Now stop it or I'll go home." He said in a tone so commanding that Diane took a step back. "You were saying, Tripp?"
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Post by Daniel on Nov 17, 2007 20:40:52 GMT -5
"So..." Jake said, half-stepping toward Diane. "Do you have any particular reason to kill everyone you do? Or do you just decide, 'Hey, wouldn't it be fun if I killed this guy? Maybe it'll make a good story to tell at a party!'" He asked harshly. The wind had now started blowing even harder. Trees were bending over from the force of it, and there was a whistling sound from it blowing through the branches.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 17, 2007 20:44:45 GMT -5
Robb looked at Jake, then at Diane. Diane looked to him, questioning, and Robb nodded. "Excuse you. Do you know how frucking hard it is to kill every single person in the world? No, you don't. You know why? Because I'm the only person in the whole damned world that can and does. It's not a murderer, it's not a normal person that takes lives. It's me. Do you have any idea how stressful and evil and bad I feel all the damned time? Do you. " She stepped up to his face and spat "Do you?" she glared and waited for him to reply.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 17, 2007 20:52:30 GMT -5
Jake bristled. "I have lived half of my life feeling guilty about my brother, and having a crazy murderer trying to kill me...do you have any idea what that's like? I can't walk out of my house without looking around to make sure someone's not trying to kill me. I can't let anyone close to me walk away without me fearing that I'm never going to see them alive again. Do you know what that's like?" He spat back.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 17, 2007 20:57:53 GMT -5
" At least, eventually, you'll get rest. I have to be reincarnated everytime I die. Besides, trying to compare that to me is like compairing a snakebite to an amputated leg. Do you honestly think I'd be marring an old dead guy if I wasn't sure I couldn't date a mortal without killing him accidentally? I can't bend the rules, Jacob. Do not expect pity from Nature because it won't give you crap. " Robb looked semi-hurt at the 'Old Dead Guy' comment.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 17, 2007 22:41:53 GMT -5
Jake shook his head. "No, you don't understand. You can do anything you want, except maybe date a mortal. I can't peacefully date a mortal either, just because someone make decide to kill them on my behalf. Plus, I can die. That's not always a good thing you know." Jake said indignantly. The wind had now gotten even stronger and Jake was suddenly a few inches taller as he was lifted off the ground.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 18, 2007 13:12:42 GMT -5
"Oh yeah. The lady who has to spend all her time filling out paperwork can do whatever she wants. That's really true." Diane looked over at Robb, as if asking something about Jake that she did not know. Robb turned his head to the side and refused, ignoring her. He knew, of course. It was hard not to when you hung around with the Forces of Nature. Unfortunately for Diane, she didn't talk to her daughters much about boys. If she had, she'd have known about Fate's hungemongous crush on the Tripp family. And how, as a reward for making her sister happy, Destiny had written a little something special in his Book-O'-Life.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 18, 2007 13:52:59 GMT -5
//Which means...?//
"I am not having this conversation right now..." Jake said, putting a hand over his eyes exasperatedly. "Why don't you two go to some other grave to disrespect that person by eating each other's tongues?" He asked spitefully, sending them a cold glare, which was emphasized by the wind that pushed them forcefully away from him.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 24, 2007 0:21:43 GMT -5
"You are sadly mistaken. I'm Rubgushand, not Hannibal Lecter." He put up two fingers. "We aren't the same. If we were, you'd be my dinner right now. I do not eat tounges. Maybe Diane does." He said in his normal tone, adding a bit of acid for Diane's sake. "But I do not." Diane slipped off her high heeled shoe and put a finger in the grave's dirt. She closed her eyes for a moment and said "It's his brother." "You can tell by feeling dirt." Robb raised an eyebrow. "Of course not! I can read through people. Duh."
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Post by Daniel on Nov 24, 2007 0:49:38 GMT -5
"OK, let me clarify my statement," Jake said, with even more acid in his voice than Robb did. "Could you go disrespect some other place by making out on a DIFFERENT GRAVESTONE?!" He asked, his voice getting louder and angrier with every syllable. He sent them a defiant glare.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 24, 2007 0:52:09 GMT -5
"No. Let me correct you. I am not making out. I am simply standing here. " Robb replied with even more acid. This was going to be an acid showdown if Robb had anything to do with it.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 24, 2007 1:08:06 GMT -5
Jake almost started quoting the screaming match Diane and Robb had had, but decided against it and simply yelled, "OK, so GET OUT OF MY LIFE AND GO CRAWL IN A DITCH!" A ginormous huge blast of wind shot at Robb, and a tree near them lost most of its branches.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Nov 24, 2007 1:13:03 GMT -5
" Why don't you calm the Hell down!" Robb began to say. But then the wind picked up, and Robb was already unstable emotionally, so when the wind came. He became undone and began to blow away in dust form. "Damn it Ru!" Diane sighed and watched the wind.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 24, 2007 1:19:36 GMT -5
Jake was tempted to keep the wind blowing until Robb actually flew into a ditch, but he stopped and everything was suddenly calm. "If you're done, I would really appreciate if you left," he said simply to Diane, and kind of Robb, but it was easier to talk to someone solid...
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