[Event Post]

[ogrewarrior]

A man sits on a park bench, holding his head. He looks like he might be walking off a three month bender of pitchers of gin, shame, and regret. There might have been some whiskey in there too. He rubs at his face as he stares up at the sun, winces, and looks back down. 

"...what... What the hell did I do?"

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[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

*Well, this isn't surprising! He goes backwards, toppling over the bench and sort of just. Laying there.*

"...Hey dear. Is this about the fire, the just now escaping back here, or just your way of saying hello?"

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

All 3, ass fuck.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad you haven't lost any vigor."

*He sits back up, holding his nose.*

"I'm gonna go out on a limb and say you're pissed with me."

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

::Punches you with an uppercut via the Jaw.::

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

*He takes it like a man, going back to the ground, but rolls backwards. Mostly to be out of your range.*

"...Yeah, that's what I figured. You ain't usually this rough."

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

You left me homeless, to deal with the police, and you betrayed my trust, you ninth rate asshole. How else am I supposed to react. ::Runs up and tries to punch again. This time at the chest.::

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"That's a new one! Maybe I should try and get it up to tenth rate? Or maybe first rate?"

*He's got enough adrenaline pumping now that he can start moving backwards really fast, mostly away from you! So either you still chase him, or the punch goes wild*

"Seriously though, they should get the wonky time fixed between dimensions, it's kinda frustrating."

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

::Chases him.:: And what the fuck are you talking about, assfuck?

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"I'm saying that I was stuck in some dark world shitty place for... Three days? It's been like three days, right?"

*He just stays right out of range, because he doesn't want to die just yet!*

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

Try 3 months, asshat.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"...Really?"

*...Now he actually looks honestly surprised!*

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

Let me guess, you expect me to believe you were in a place where time flowed differently.

::Punches forward::

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"For some reason, yeah."

*He meets it with a punch of his own, which has the force of a speeding car!*

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

::And she's plowed away on sheer strength.::

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"...shit. Didn't think I still had that kinda strength in me."

*He spins his arm, popping it as he walks towards her, fumbling with a pack of smokes.*

"Sorry Akuma. Didn't think I was punching that hard. ...And I get it if you want me to go and die or just don't want to see me anymore."

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... Honestly, I wish you had taken me. Dumb ass ninth rate idiot.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"...First rate idiot to you, madam. ...next horrible adventure I'm on, you'll be the first to know, alright?"

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

Good. ... Also, we might need to stop calling me Akuma. Depending on what I find out.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"...Should we dye your hair blonde and start calling you Vanessa or Valerie?"

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... I'll kill you for that. But. I don't know. Maybe? ::She does seem to be thinking about the blonde part. Before trying to punch you.::

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

*This IS something he deserves, so he takes it like a man.*

"Oh, come on, they'd suit you. Pretend you're a ganguro, maybe?"

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

So you'd prefer me to be a whore? ::Punch punch punch. They feel like they shouldn't be this strong. Damn little she devil.::

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"Hey, hey, as long as you're just my whore, that's fine with me."

*He winces, slooowly starting to pull back away from you.*

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... I. Don't like the idea. It goes against everything. I despise girls who give into American trends and ideals. They're worthless trash.

::And she keeps trying to plow you with fists.::