Confusion, Snacks, and an Angry Bird

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

Characters: Ankh and eeeveeerybooody~
Setting: Room 2-10; First Floor Kitchen
Format: Have prose, will match
Summary: Ankh wakes up and he is pissed. Off. The best way to rectify this is with ice cream.
Warnings: Rampant jerkishness and insults and maybe a few curses. Also possibly a floating arm.

Room 2-10

Ankh jerked awake on his bed. Wait on his bed? He didn't even have a bed. He was sweating. When had he fallen asleep? No, better question, why was he dreaming? That had never happened before.

He was panting heavily as he stumbled off the bed, glancing around a bit before stumbling towards his trunk, yanking a red satin drape from on top of it and shoving it open. Good. The medals were still there. Good. He shakily (he was shaking?) stumbled to the door, wrenching it open and peering out into the hallway. "What the hell is this...?!"

Kitchen

Whatever, this was nothing to worry about. There was more important things to deal with. For one he had to make sure none of the other Greeed were lurking around. And for second, this place was supposedly loaded with ice cream. And so Ankh marched down to the first floor for his secondary objective, inviting himself into the freezer and pulling out the closest popsicle with a grin.

Of, course when he went to eat it, he immediately gagged. "Damnit, what is this?!" Guess no one told him about the oatmeal rule.

Comments

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

Tch.

[Aw this was not what he needed right now. He's just gonna wipe the ice cream away from his mouth and glare.]

What are you looking, brats?

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[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

Hehehe. Bratth. He called uth bratth.

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

[ and this one nudges the other. ]

Haven't heard that one in a while.

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

[Alright so they were just some idiots trying to get on his nerves. Delightful.]

I'm surprised you haven't. Wherever you live must be far nicer to you. If it were up to me I'd have ripped your teeth out by the roots.

[He's just a little frustrated.] Get lost, I'm not here for your amusement.

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

[ tsking. ]

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

Trolls? What the hell is that supposed to be?

Hmph! As if I'd accept help from a couple of idiots like you.

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[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

What the fuck? Are you blind?

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

Do you think the gray thkin ith jutht a pigmentation problem? The hornth glued on?

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

You'd be surprised what kind of creatures I've seen or the lengths humans would go to. I've seen beings far more mutated from a human's appearance than just some different colors and a bump. For all I know you are humans and you're lying, or you're hardly different from them. You certainly act like them.

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

We don't care what you've theen or what you haven't theen. Thith ithn't a plathe where that matterth. We're all from different realitieth and worldth. Fuck, we've theen another little troll that lookth eckthactly like uth.

But we are what we are and that'th a far cry from human.

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

You can say you're a far cry, but you're all the same to me. [Hand wave.]

Though if you insist on distinguishing yourselves, you might as well tell me what a troll actually is.

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

You might want to eat thome oatmeal firtht.

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

Huh?

[He was just getting more frustrated with them dodging his question.]

Why? What the hell is that?

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

The reathon you're gagging when taking a bite. You haven't had the oatmeal yet.

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

[Does not compute.]

That's ridiculous. I've eaten plenty in this body before and I've never had to have this oatmeal stuff before to do it.

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

Try it. Thee if we're wrong.

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

[Eye roll.]

Like I said, I don't need help from a couple of idiotic brats like you.

[And as if to prove a point, he held out his right arm-- manifesting is red and black Greeed arm up to the elbow-- grabbed another popsicle and dropped it into the palm, making almost a liquid gurgling noise as it disappeared.]

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

[ not even bothered. just waiting. ]

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

[Flexes his fingers a bit.]

Now, are you going to get lost, or are you going to tell me what the heck a 'troll' is.

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

We're what a troll ith.

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

What makes you so special that you're different from humans? Or are you just trying to piss me off?

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

You're tho fucking blind. Humanth in our world don't have hornth. They don't have our thkin or fangth. They are mammalian while we trollth are more inthect like. Humanth have one blood color. Trollth have many, many different kindth.

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

Insectoid? [Well that was mildly interesting. Sort of.]

Seems like most of them are just superficial then. Huh, hardly worth my time.

[hiivemiindiing.livejournal.com]

There are biological differentheth, thtupid.

LOL that icon <3

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

Yet you act as annoying as any human I've met. The main difference seems to be how much you complain about how you're different.