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[As much weird crap as he had put up with in his life, especially recently, winding up in bed in a house he'd never been in with a woman he didn't know was kind of a new one on Benson. New enough, in fact, that he practically fell out of his bed and scrambled to the other side of the room on his butt, just looking around in wonder and horror at the room he'd found himself in. He guesses there were worse places he could be, you know what? Kidnapping is kidnapping and he's not really in the mood for any of it right now.

He takes some time to explore the house, looking in shocked horror at the pictures of him with a family he's never known, as a human for God's sake, and-

That's when he first notices it. He lifts his hand, looking it over as it's turned a softy, fleshy pink, and feels a shiver run down his spine.

That tears it. That's the moment he runs to the nearest telephone in the house, and does what he does best.]


[Good morning Mayfield. Enjoy the pleasant voice of one of the angriest men in the world blaring across the telephone.]


I have no clue what you did or how but whatever it is, heh, you better change it back! And you better change it back and fix it soon, or you're BOTH FIRED!

[Action; Around Town]

[There's a very angry, lanky man walking around town, hands stuffed into the pockets of the jacket he's wearing, back hunched up like an angry cat ready to leap at and maul the first thing it finds. He grumbles unpleasantly, occasionally stopping to angrily kick at one of the garbage cans in front of him before continuing on his way.

He's sticking to Ricardo Street for the most part, but feel free to find him anywhere.]
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Date: 2011-12-08 06:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[There's a very low growl on the other end. Thanks for making him almost go deaf, Benson.]

Be quiet.

Re: [Phone]

Date: 2011-12-08 06:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
No, you know what?

How about I don't. In fact, how about somebody tells me what's going on!

Date: 2011-12-08 06:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I might be more inclined to tell you if you were less inclined to scream at the top of your lungs.

Date: 2011-12-08 06:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh, I'm sorry. I'll try not to be upset about being kidnapped, or teleported someplace or....or whatever this is!

Date: 2011-12-08 07:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Tch. Screaming about it will get you nowhere. Nor will that tone.

[Shadow is the most helpful hedgehog.]

Date: 2011-12-08 07:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wow. Thanks. So, should I just hang up now, or are you actually going to tell me anything?

Date: 2011-12-08 07:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Hear that click? That dial tone? Does that answer your question, Benson?]

action; gently holds this place

Date: 2011-12-08 07:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[ Oh Benson, all that rage is bad for you. He certainly won't be the only one out and about town today, as fate would have it. Falling back into lollipops for money territory tends to lead to days where large-headed elderly gentlemen are ushered out relatively early in the day, for some reason. Eh, youth these days.

Well not like Pops is complaining. All the more time for cheerfully roaming the sidewalks, his true passion in life. He knows his street is somewhere around town, but he can get around to that later. Fun times now, they simply take precedence. 8I ]

Date: 2011-12-08 07:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Man. What a massive asshole. Guess he better get used to it if that's what the people here are like.]

Date: 2011-12-08 07:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Benson is just grumping around, grumping around when he notices the familiar, big-headed man. And just stares for a moment.]



Date: 2011-12-08 01:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The person you want to fire is named Lucy, not Mordecai or Rigby.

[ She is just going to snark the living shit out of you right now, sorry Grumpy. ]

Date: 2011-12-08 05:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[That's Shadow the Hedgehog for you. World's Ultimate Life Form and Ultimate Asshole.

And you'll have the pleasure of bumping into this asshole when you step outside. Guess who just so happens to live on the same block as you?]

Date: 2011-12-08 06:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[did you just yell at her through the phone? oh...]


Date: 2011-12-08 07:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Oh, oops. Benson backs off a bit and waves a hand. He actually looks a little regretful. He may be pissed, but as far as he knows Shadow isn't who he was talking to. And hey, giant walking hedgehogs wouldn't be all that weird in his world.]

Oh. Hey. Sorry. That was my fault man.

Date: 2011-12-08 07:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Alright. So where do I find this Lucy lady so I can apologize for whatever they did and try to set things right?

Date: 2011-12-08 07:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
They're idiots. You can't miss them. One's a blue jay and the other's a raccoon. They're probably...slacking off some where, doing god knows what.

And don't curse at me, lady!

Date: 2011-12-08 07:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
…A blue jay and a raccoon?

Just use rat poison.

[seriously, what is up with this dude]

Date: 2011-12-08 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
What? No, I don't want to kill them. They work for me.

Date: 2011-12-08 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Maybe your real problem is that you have a bird and a raccoon working for you. What the fuck do they do anyway?

Date: 2011-12-08 10:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[ Awww yeah, someone who knows him. That'll draw in a Pops like. Some sort of thing that attracts other things. Waving! ]

Yes, hello!

Date: 2011-12-08 10:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[[wow! that's loud! he nearly drops the phone, but manages to grab it before it slams onto the floor.

he knows who it is. he has no doubts. yet... he still asks. maybe, just maybe, it's some other pissed off dude who knows a mordecai and rigby.]]
Ughh. Benson, is that you? Shit, and I was just starting to relax.

housemate threadjack

Date: 2011-12-08 10:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Wow, he could hear Benson yelling through the phone. He walks over to Rigby with a cup of milk in hand.]

Benson's here?

Date: 2011-12-08 11:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Just a small groan as one of his hands slides over his face. Of course Pops wouldn't recognize him, and at the same time? Of course Pops would just be that cheery to a complete stranger, no matter what.]

It's me, Pops. Benson.

Do you know what's going on here?

[Although he isn't holding his breath for an answer.]

Date: 2011-12-08 11:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Well they're supposed to do maintenance, but mainly they just slack off all the time.

Date: 2011-12-08 11:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Right, so just use the rat poison...

[how does a bird and a raccoon do...this guy is craaazy]
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