http://emiltastic.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] emiltastic.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2009-11-17 01:45 am

log ; ongoing

When; November 16, daytime
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Ratatosk!Mode Emil [ [livejournal.com profile] emiltastic ], Ruca Milda [ [livejournal.com profile] dreamsofhorns ], JudasLeon [ [livejournal.com profile] roseofseingald ], & members of the shotapartment.
Summary; It's the rage, the anger, and the darkness of the Ratatosk!Mode... encased in a fur of family friendly, Pokemon-squirrel. In retaliation to Ruca's "cute" remarks, the disgruntled Pokemon Ratatosk!Mode goes and breaks down their door. Chaos ensues.
Log;



[ Needless to say, the Ratatosk Mode is pissed to high hell upon being called upon and being forced to deal with this unnatural body. It's one thing to wake up as a monster, it's simply another to wake up in a small, fluff of pink fur- a squirrel, in essence. And worse yet, someone just has the brilliant idea of repeatedly pushing his buttons...

He has the bright idea to teach that brat a lesson then, and it certainly helps that the normal Emil knew where Ruca lived ( with those bastards, Yuri and Leon )-- Squeak squeak-- the cute sounds of his feet are suddenly interrupted by the glorious sound of wood smashing and crashing as he breaks into the shotapartment. ]


I'm going to teach you a lesson, you bastard!

[ Yeah, and it's a squirrel. ]

[identity profile] dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Ruca's in the living room talking to his newly talkative sword at the moment, so he hears the telltale sounds of someone finally ruining the peace in the apartment. Again.]

--Eh? Don't tell me...

[...Oh, so the squirrel was serious after all. That's...good to know? Ruca's sword just sighs in response.]

[identity profile] swordmastering.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Poking his head out of the kitchen where he'd been preparing tea. He'd been intending to take something to drink into the living room so he could discuss the sentient swords in greater detail with Ruca. Of course. All of these plans were now on hold.

Because there was a rodent standing in their doorway. A pink. Furry. Rodent.]


What the hell is that?
Edited 2009-11-17 07:08 (UTC)

[identity profile] dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
I told you it's never a good idea to offer a squirrel nuts. They go, well, nuts.

[Ruca looks between the offensive sword and the angry squirrel. Okay, first off, the sword, then the squirrel.]

...Um, I don't think that's the problem here.

[Shaking his head, he looks towards the squirrel, looking rather exasperated. Why couldn't his sword be more cooperative? And why did this squirrel just break down the door. ...Actually, why does this sort of thing happening seem normal now?]

Take back what, may I ask?

[identity profile] swordmastering.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Walking out of the kitchen to pick up the... squirrel? By its tail. He doesn't want to touch it anymore than he has to.]

Ruca, would you mind explaining why there's a talking rodent in here? And why it just broke down the door?

[identity profile] dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
[While watching this, Ruca is torn between going "aww, so cute", "why is this happening" and "wow, maybe that's why Leon keeps that mask". So he settles for all three at the same time.]

Umm...that squirrel is Emil. And well, I guess he just explained why he broke it.

We didn't even need to have him explain. Even a nutcase could figure out why a squirrel would break the door instead of trying to open it.

...Was that supposed to be a pun?

[identity profile] swordmastering.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Stupid brat! That doesn't excuse the fact that you broke our door!

[Face saved by the mask! Of course it would come in handy somehow.]

Tch- and I meant why he felt the need to break it down to get to you. What the hell did you do, Ruca?

[Glaring down at the pink thing. So it's Emil, the one he and Yuri had fought. That made him dislike it slightly more.]

[identity profile] dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
Uh, I offered him a nut cookie?

[Ruca pointedly ignores his sword saying "And that was your mistake".]

[identity profile] swordmastering.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Doors are meant to be knocked on, you ill-bred idiot.

You broke it, you can pay for the damage when you're normal again.

[GLARING. B|]

[identity profile] dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, looks like it's time for a fight! Finally.

Ahh, now's not the time for battle mania!

It's a squirrel. Calm down.

But-- Never mind, we can talk about this later!

[ Having an argument with your sword when a squirrel wants to ATTACK ATTACK ATTACK is no fun at all. ]

[identity profile] swordmastering.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
What a nuisance. Ruca, you caused this, deal with it.

[Turning and moving back to the kitchen to finish making the tea. It's a squirrel, how much damage can it do? Surely Ruca can handle it.]

[identity profile] dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ WHAT. THE. ...Seriously, what. He allows himself a half second to gape before running towards the squirrel.]

Leon, move! Emil's--

[ Ruca cuts himself off to quickly cast a Fireball (thank goodness for 0.4 second cast times), trying to surprise the squirrel into pausing long enough for him to grab said hostile rodent. Ahh, to think the first time he's fought for a while would be like this... ]

[identity profile] swordmastering.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Turning because HEY HE RECOGNIZES THAT ENERGY, RATATOSK. And he is lunging out of the way of it. Which means it's headed for the kitchen wall. Where the pantry is. You know, the one that holds all of his sweets the apartment's food.]

W-what the hell-!

[Unsheathing Chal and his rapier and assuming a battle stance. So he still had that kind of power even as a rodent. Great.]

[identity profile] dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ And then they mimic that one skit from the Hearts pre-order DVD-- Ruca knows very well that his Fireball spell never does anything except be a nuisance, so he's already moving after the spell was cast. A few feet away, he jumps once (ignoring his sword going "seriously, I can't believe you're almost going all out on a rodent" in the process) before swooping down towards the squirrel's direction with a wave of fire. ]

Rising Phoenix!

[ ...Okay, now that he thought about it more, maybe using a Fire elemental arte wasn't such a good idea after all.]

[identity profile] swordmastering.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[fjhkdfk FIRE SPELLS IN THE APARTMENT. REALLY?]

Are you an idiot? You'll burn the building down!

[identity profile] dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
Ow... [ Well, that wasn't as bad as being tackled by a robot, but still hurt like...well, like someone threw something at your face, meanie rodent. Anyway, he realizes Leon just said something. Ahaha, busted. Still watching Emil, Ruca quickly responds, sounding just as exasperated and flustered as he feels right now. ]

Um, sorry, I won't use any of those artes anymore... Except...which were the ones without fire again?

[But before he can fully finish that thought, he instinctively moves out of the way...only to think that it might have been better to stay still to keep the walls from breaking. Oh dear, this isn't going to be good.]

[identity profile] swordmastering.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[There went the living room wall. And he can now see completely into the apartment next to them when the smoke clears.

Needless to say he's a little pissed.]


Both of you get the hell out of here before you cause any more trouble! This isn't a battlefield!

[identity profile] notflynn.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[It'd been yet another tiring but satisfying spar with Flynn. The City was acting strangely as usual, but thankfully he and his best bud seemed relatively normal. He's looking forward to going home, taking a shower, and collapsing on the couch to nom on some ice cream.

When he, with Flynn and Repede in tow, arrives at his door- he's perplexed to see it knocked down. A peer inside and-]


What the hell?

[The sight before him is a perplexing one.]

What happened?

[Repede barks and immediately runs inside to investigate]

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