Log: Ongoing

[piaggio.livejournal.com]

When; Penguin day; August 26.
Rating; PG-13 for penguin violence?
Characters; Haruko(piaggio), Larxene(lightningknife), and any others who feel up tobreaking thingsplaying in the snow.
Summary; Haruko decides to take out her frustration on The City's feathered invaders, Larxene follows suit. Disaster ensues.
Log;
"GET BACK HERE!! C'MON!"

To anyone but Haruhara Haruko, chasing down penguins with a bass guitar would be pretty high on the list of "don't"s. Regardless, there she was in a borrowed sweater with an almost terrifying expression. It'd taken her a few hours to coax herself out of her semi-heated living arrangements, but a certain cockroach's commentary had really set her off, and these penguins made the cutest 'squawk' noise when you smashed their heads open. Morally acceptable? No. As soothing as a rainstorm on a hot summer day? You better believe it.

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[lightningknife.livejournal.com]

Larxene strolled through the city, humming a bright (if somewhat distorted through her congested nose) tune as she sought out penguins to kill. She hadn't been fighting much lately, other than yesterday when she killed that kid in the orange jacket in a fit of frustration; a shame to let her skills get rusty.
Besides, the penguins really did make the funniest noises when you fried them with a bolt of lightning.

When she spotted someone else penguin hunting, her first impulse was to ask when Demyx actually got to liking random acts of violence- it was the guitar, you see; not exactly a common weapon.
At a second glance, she realized she couldn't have been further off, but that wasn't any better.

[piaggio.livejournal.com]

Fuck. her target changed directions again. It wasn't after a quick sprint in the blonde's direction that Haruko noted a black leather background framing her feathered friend. With a suddenly less amused expression, she continued forward, knocking what she'd only guessed to be Larxene out of her path.

"OUT OF THE WAY, NO-TITS!"

[lightningknife.livejournal.com]

Larxene stumbled backwards a few steps.
"What the fuck...? Hey, b00b!"
Kicking a penguin out of her way, she pursued the offending alien.

[lightningknife.livejournal.com]

((*n00b!!))

[piaggio.livejournal.com]

"Stop making up words, boobless!!"

She whipped her head around to stick her tongue out, withdrawing it soon after remembering: COLD IS BAD. How ever amusing it would've been to pound Cockroach's antennae back into her head, Haruko'd made a promise to that penguin.

[lightningknife.livejournal.com]

"My boobs are better than yours~ I'd show you, but you'd like tit too much!" Larxene frowned. She'd tripped over the words a little... turned out appropriate to the situation though. "Besides, it's too cold."
Coughing quietly- she wasn't sick damnit, just, inhaled some snow or something. Yeah, that was it- Larxene turned back to the penguins she'd been murdering.

((I typed "ti" at first and... yeah.))

[piaggio.livejournal.com]

A sturdy swing smeared penguin all over the already reddened snow. Slinging excess blood from the body of her guitar, Haruko turned to scan the area for more stress-relievers. Aside from Cockroach, there weren't many to be seen.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in little boys, or their tragically flat chests. .. And you can't even talk right, loser."

[lightningknife.livejournal.com]

After ripping a penguin open with a thin knife, Larxene realized there weren't many living ones left in the area, those remaining having waddled for their lives. Maybe they weren't that stupid after all.

"My tongue's frozen," Larxene snapped. "And I know several people in this city that would tell you just how much woman I am~"

[piaggio.livejournal.com]

She grinned, shifting her weight onto the neck of her guitar. The penguins were suddenly way less amusing.

"Been licking windows, retard? And what do I care that you're a prostitute~? Oh wait, noone'd pay for that."

Haruko stuck her tongue out once again, quickly retracting it as her lips curled into a malicious smirk.

[technobubblegum.livejournal.com]

"I've got a little more dignity than that. To both questions. All I'm sayin' is, I know some guys that want a piece of this... Jealous much?"

Larxene cleaned off her knives in the snow, smirking at bubblegum-lady (maybe she ought to find out this brat's name).

[piaggio.livejournal.com]

Stuffing her pinky finger into her ear, Haruko stood and turned to walk away.

"Then they've been licking windows."

She hardly intended to leave, of course, but standing in one place just wasn't cool. Y'know?

[ OH MY GOD THAT ICON. /DEATH. ]

[lightningknife.livejournal.com]

"Hey. A tip before you go: chicks don't dig the guitar-as-weapon thing as much as you think they do. Just ask my loser 'co-worker'~" Larxene called, intent as usual on getting the last word.

((ph34r the larx!pantsu icon.))

[piaggio.livejournal.com]

"Like I'm interested in chicks. OH, I GET IT!! No boobs means no guys, so you're a lesbian or somethin', right? And you assumed I was too?"

She grinned, stopping mid-step. This could prove to be a lot more fun than smashing penguins.

[lightningknife.livejournal.com]

"I prefer men," Larxene replied coolly. "Though it might be fun to give these lesbian-deprived City losers a show sometime... I mean, no. As for you, how the hell would I know~?"

She wasn't sure where the "give them a show" part came from. Fucken City.