Manga and temper tantrums: Best way to start the day

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

Characters: Mao and his test subjects YOU

Setting: All over the dormitory levels. Also Room 1-08 if Tavros, Russia, or Karasu want to show up.
Format: Do whatever and I'll follow suit.
Summary: Mao goes traipsing around the dormitory levels; Mao strews crap about his room.
Warnings: Reaper creeper. Yes, I went there. No seriously guys. If you interest him in some way, he will chase you and make offers to do terrible, terrible things pertaining your kneecaps and rocket launchers.

Room 1-08:
In the timespan of about half an hour, the entirety of Room 1-08 has been transformed. (Or 'ransacked', perhaps.) Massive amounts of manga and comic books have been laid all over the place in piles and mountains, starting around one of the beds and branching out into the entire area. Assorted weapons and torture devices have been hung on the walls. Three copies of a book entitled 'The Demon's Oath' have been laid out on all three of the other beds, with a sticky note attached that says 'REQUIRED READING' in big red lettering. And sitting in the middle of it is Mao, lying on his bed, ever so casually playing his PSP.

Hey guys, meet your new roomie.

Hallways:
Mao is going through the dormitory hallways. If your door was open, expect him to pop his head in, grumble "Unsuitable!" under his breath, and leave before you can get a word in. Eventually though, he will stop in the middle of the hall and stamp his foot on the ground, apparently in a fit of rage.

"Argh! All of these rooms are too small! WHERE AM I SUPPOSED TO BUILD A LAB?!"

Comments

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

...So far two. [She stands up straighter and tilts her head] You don't need to take anyone, no one ever meant you harm. You attacked furst...

[bubbleglub.livejournal.com]

I have 12 close friends, and I have encountered five of them thus far. If my hearsay is any indication, there's even more. We are the strongest race in the galaxy, a planet conquering race, and I highly suggest you leave now.

[She so super srz she aint even fish punnin' 8T She ROYAL TALKIN'.]

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

Then how come I've never heard of you? [Oh, you want high-and-mightiness talk? YOU GOT IT.] There are thousands of Netherworlds! And I control the strongest of them! [Not *totally* a lie...] I've never even heard of your 'planet-conquering race'!!

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

[She winced. Of course we bring out the planet conquering]

Either way, we don't have to fight! We can get along. It's pointless to shed any blood of any color. If you don't hurt us, we have no problem.

[bubbleglub.livejournal.com]

[Fef is gonna move to position herself between Disciple and the crazy alien man, 2x3dent still pointing ominously towards him.]

It's because we're all from different reefs, you glubbin douchefin!

[UGH see what you did she's punning again.]

So just make like a fish and swim away.

'Glubbing douchefin' is the best insult ever. Jussayin'.

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

[He's ignoring Feferi now; normally he would have a fit about that smartass comment she made, but something else was bothering him.] Who ever mentioned colored blood? It comes in red. That's it! [Idiots.]

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

...Red? [Oh now she's distracted too. Sorry Feferi. Grand tales of Sufferer's philosophies are postponed for weird alien biology]

...You mean brighty red?

[bubbleglub.livejournal.com]

You don't have different colors?

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

You do?

[He doesn't know whether to be shocked or interested by this.]

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

Of course. [She waves a hand at him, gesturing to the green accented outfit she was wearing] Green.

[bubbleglub.livejournal.com]

Purple.

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

So you just... wear it. [Shooshshoosh, he's still getting used to troll society, give him a moment.]

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

Usually yes! It shows others your blood color...it's supposed to mean you're a lower or higher caste. But I never believed that.

[Ohhh brazenly defying hemospectrum. Ish.]

[bubbleglub.livejournal.com]

Me either. But that's not a common belief.

[She's lowering her guard now. Her 2x3dent is lowering a bit.]

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

Why don't you just lie about it? [First thought. Yes.]

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

Well it only takes one prick of the needle to show your true blood color.

[bubbleglub.livejournal.com]

And a lot of the high castes do tests.

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

Well, then don't let yourself bleed, obviously. [The first one seems to be a simple question for him, though the second does give a second's pause.] How do they go about these... tests?

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head, insistent] It's not so easy. Even a bruise or something can give it away.

[bubbleglub.livejournal.com]

...Aren't we kind of losing our original point here though? That he was threatening you?

Mao is the worst troll :c

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

...Well don't you sound eager to get back into a fight. [Loldeadpan. He has no desire to get a sharpened stick back in his throat kthx, but he is the worst at showing it.]

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

We don't have to fight if we don't need to. Isn't it more important to find common ground?

[Can't we all just get along]

[bubbleglub.livejournal.com]

[She still doesn't really trust you mister man >:T so she's gonna lower her 2x3dent but not put it away.]

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

[He looks repulsed and somewhat confused by the concept. 'Not fighting'? Huh?] ...What common ground?

[discipleo.livejournal.com]

...

[Give her a second]

We're...both shaped the same sort of. And I knew someone with bright red blood. So it's not impossible!