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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2013 4:43:20 GMT
he was screwed, to say the least. at least, he thought so. everyone was due home in a few minutes, and the cats he was hiding in his room were missing. yeah, to say he was sweating was an understatement. the rather tall man crouched down in the wide living room, glancing underneath the worn-out couch as he attempted to adjust his head till he could see better. "c'mon cats. reno's allergic and axel hates you guys. you can't go running off when i open the door" The blue-eyed college student mumbled to himself as he crouched on all fours and glanced around he room after not finding what he was looking for under the couch. he figured as much, but it was worth a shot. he wandered back into his room, the door a bit ajar to make sure if the cats went back in there. that was when he heard the crash, and the sound of the door opening. "well, that plan didn't work" acheron mumbled, before attempting an innocent smile and moving to see who had just entered the flat, and hopefully catching the feline that had made the table by the front door shudder. tag: @konrad @axel RENO ROSLIN ▪ ooc: i'm so sorry to axel and reno |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2013 13:32:30 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2013 20:56:27 GMT
| | dollar signs and crimson hair | A long day at work, seriously, why did he have to work for money? He really wouldn't mind just sitting around in the flat all day but everyone was way too obsessed with him actually making money for all the things he supposedly used. Like the tv, however the tv was his friend! It wasn't going to yell at him to get a job or do the dishes, it was just a cold emotionless box that was basically the love of his life. Except for the couch, how could he forget the couch? The three of them had an amazingly harmonious relationship, one which he was going to be eternally thankful for.
"NO, IT'S A TRAP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" the redhead yelled at the screen, once again overly animated in the lives of fictional characters. Oh it was obvious it was a trap, how could he not see ... and there went his arm. What a moron ... though wasn't he supposed to be cooking tonight?
Muttering a curse under his breath the redhead quickly picked up the phone, resolving that the dinner of choice would be pizza which he was going to get from the store down the road. Besides he could hear Ash and Konrad outside so he could just shout out and as what they want then ask Reno and his beloved twin. "Guys. Pizza, what toppings am I getting?" |
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Post by RENO ROSLIN on Sept 27, 2013 22:19:22 GMT
┌ ┐ YOU DIG DEEP WITH YOUR NAILS AND FLASH YOUR TEETH One would think flatmates were supposed to be considerate to the needs and problems of their fellow cohabitants; one would think they would be mindful and respectful to what they brought home—after all, no one bought furniture without the consent of the majority (the "public" areas of the loft was one they all shared), unless it were for their personal rooms, and no one was supposed to touch foods labeled with someone else's name on it in the fridge. That was how the Roommate Code of Honor worked. How it was supposed to work. And somewhere in there, the rules included the prohibition of cats.
And yet, he felt a tingly sensation tickling his nose upon detecting a strand of white hair on the floor of the elevator, and another just inches from it—and he knew, oh, he knew what type of hairs they were: the shedding of a feline. Someone dishonored on their motherfucking cow, and Reno wasn't gonna have any of it.
As soon as the boxed transportation pinged to the correct floor, doors drawing into an open, Reno growled, "Ca..—cat—'choo!" he sneezed, stumbling out of the elevator and rubbing his nose as he forced himself to march toward the apartment against the itches threatening to sink into his skin. Upon seeing the back of what looked to be Konrad as well as the silhouette of Acheron idling by the doorway, he instantly was aware that they were culprits of adopting walking nightmares. Of course! He didn't even need to guess on who of the group failed to understand the meaning of No Pets Allowed! What, did he and Axel have a sign over their heads that said "even if we say we hate cats, we actually love them"?
"I smell a cat! Two fucking cats! There'd better not be..." Trailing off as he blinked tears from his eyes, all the while crinkling his nose to prevent a tempting sneeze, Reno bared his teeth as his dichromatic irises fell into the line of sight of the stupid creatures held by the chocolate-haired male. He scooted back with a pointed glare at the pair of cat-lovers, "You little shits are real pieces of work, y' know that!?" he snapped, "You think this is funny? Dump those fuzzy asses out! They've got no place here, dammit!" A firm finger thrusted in the direction of the nearest window, wordlessly suggesting for the filthy creatures to be dumped out there as he carefully circled around his flatmates, warily distanced from those hideous things. Cats always landed on their feet, didn't hey? So it'd be no problem to chuck them outside!
"Got some nerve bringing two..." Two! What, one for Axel, one for him? What was this, a game?! But he paused, eyes quickly capturing another tail other than the two secured by Konrad in the corner of his vision; "another" that had scampered deeper into the recesses of the apartment. Reno paled, mouthing out a "no", "Three? THREE...?!"
But wasn't it heading to the living room?—where the television was?—in other words, where Axel was likely to be found? Forget about pizza! "Axel Jones! Prepare the fucking forts! Code blue! CODE BLUE! A cat's headed towards your direction! Section One's been fucking contamina—'choo..!" Pinching the bridge of his nose, Reno darted after the small deviant, swiping a random coat—probably Acheron's—from a coat hanger to equip as a shield, like a ringmaster against a lion, a bull. In this case, the beast was somewhere near poor Axel's vicinity.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2013 18:01:39 GMT
"Shit" He was caught red-handed, but it seemed that the flatmate entering the apartment was just as guilty. A sheepish smile spread over his features as he shrugged his shoulders at the brunette. Sure, he ha a couple cats. But, hell. He had paid the extra amount of money to have animals in the house. It wasn't like the guys paid much on the flat, anyways. And considering he chose to keep the fact that he was paying for the flat in full a secret, there wasn't much he couldn't get away with. That is, of course, unless he brought a cat into the flat. It would seem that Konrad had the same idea, with the feline he had brought home in the hand opposite of Ash's own cat. A breath blew from between his lips as he straightened up and rolled his shoulders back. "Uh, well. you see… I'm not the only guilty party. You look pretty guilty yourself" The older man commented, eyes narrowing slightly at the brunette. He froze as he heard Axel in the other room, head turning to the door that lead into their third flatmate's room. He was hoping, at least, the red-head wouldn't appear. Of course, his luck so far hasn't been very good. "Help me get them back into my room. There should be one more in there. We can hide them all in there and then light candles so Reno doesn't throw a hissy fit" He commented, a slight Greek accent flowing from his lips as he reached for the cat in Konrad's arms. Acheron froze once more as he heard a familiar voice, and then a sneeze. His blue eyes flashed towards the brunette's in front of him, grabbing the cat as quickly as he could and shoving the feline down his shirt. He was rewarded with a pair of claws in his chest, to which he winced, and tried an innocent smile at the four member of their flat. "Hey Reno, don't over react there just uh.. " Acheron glanced towards Konrad for an explanation. But, that was when the second cat he had darted from his ajar door. "Konrad, put these two in my room before Reno hurts the other one!" He called to the green-eyed teen, then darted for Reno, intending to tackle the red-head as he went towards the living room. tag: @konrad @axel RENO ROSLIN ▪ ooc: i'm so sorry to axel and reno |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2013 5:16:19 GMT
 Lacie was going to be late coming home. She looked at her wristwatch to take a glimpse at the time. Most definitely going to be late which meant either someone had to order food for the household or they were going to be having a really late dinner. To be perfectly honest, she did not feel like making a late dinner. A sigh escaped her lips worrying about who would take the turn tonight to care for dinner. It wasn't that she didn't trust the boys in managing to get food on the table, but rather... would there be anything left for her to eat when she returned? It was like a war zone with spoons and forks when it came to hot meals... Little did she realize that would be the least of her problems upon returning home. A sigh escaped her lips as she made it back home in one piece. Her feet were aching from standing up moving around nonstop delivering orders for customers. Being a waitress sucked but she did not mind the sweet hours she put in. Nothing felt good than contributing more than her fair share of labor. It was all done out of love - more like love to keep the roof over her head as well as her brother. Though her train of thoughts reverted back to the present. Something was amiss. Lacie felt in the pits of her stomach that as soon as she stepped in front of the door to the flat, a sense of dread appeared. As if something was telling her it would be a bad idea to enter the household now... And she was right to trust her instincts~ Through the door of the flat she could hear yelling, and inexplicable noises going on the other side. A bead of sweat formed upon her temple as she swallowed a lump down her throat. Everything in her system told her she shouldn't but her sense of responsibility told her to go see what the hell was happening. Against her instincts, she lifted her free hand to fiddle the key into the lock then opened the door. Through the threshold and into the flat, she stood there appalled. Upon entrance, she watched the male majority going through what appeared to be world war - the house version. "What's going on here?!" she cried out. She caught sight of Reno chasing after something that zoomed faster than she could catch sight of. Acheron went in to intercept the bright crimson tuft. To Lacie, this looked all too strange. Another red-head, more leaning to her hair shade appeared in her vision as she saw Acheron and Reno head over to the vicinity. The female red-head looked over to Konrad giving him an inquisitive stare. "Would be you be as kind as to explain to me what's going on here... OH!" she gasped. "Oh my goodness, kitties! Awwwh, where did these come from? Can I hold one?"... waitaminute. Cats! They had people who didn't like/or was allergic to cats. She shook her head. A cough into her fist as if to regain some dignity. "W-What's cats doing in the house? That's what all this chaos is about?" Still, those kitties were really cuuuuute. Clever little tricksters. TAG: @acheron @konrad RENO ROSLIN @axel NOTES: I hope you don't mind me slipping in. * ^ * |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2013 8:44:18 GMT
Konrad knew he was just as guilty and he felt just as guilty too because he knew all too well how much axel hated cats and that reno was allergic to them to the point of instantly showing signs of it the instant he comes across one of the creatures. Yet, he could never seem to bring himself to no pick a cat up and house it for a while if he had to. he was an animal lover afterall and the thought of one of the poor little things starving on the streets or worse yet, being hit by a car or some other speeding vehicle or person even just caused any self-control he may have to cave in.
He nodded at Acheron's words. Yes, they needed to hide these cats before the hotheaded Reno comes back finds out. Axel had already made his presence known by shouting from the other room. Luckily he hadn't caught sight of the cats yet. It was only in these small moments that Konrad was glad that the television was on to distract Axel. "Pizza sounds great, Axel," he called out to the other male, to make it seem like things were normal--that there wasn't a problem going on around at all. "Just order the same as-"
His sentence was left hanging in midair when the last boy of the group showed up. And Reno didn't look too happy either. A commanding finger was pointed in Konrad's direction, followed by a sharp order to throw the cats outside; an action and order that was all far too familiar. The same orders from last time in that angry voice still rung in his ears.
And it was just then that the third cat shot out out into sight and went scampering towards Axel as if the cat just knew of the guy's fear and hatred and was determined to tease him.
With Reno dashing off with a coat in hand and followed by Acheron, the door creaked opened once again to reveal Lacie.
Konrad could only manage an awkward smile at her when she came over to admire the cats in his arms and asking to hold one. "I don't think this is the time, Lacie..." He then sighed at her question. "Same as always," was all he told her because it really was the same as always. Something like this occurred so often that he lost count of just how many times.
He then dumped the cats into her arms. "Put them Acheron's room and make sure they can't get out," he told her. "I'm going to go check on Axel." And with that, he followed the other two boys to where Axel and probably now the cat as well was. |  words: xxx tag: @acheron @axel RENO ROSLIN @kitty notes: wahoo, the whole group's complete now! |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2013 17:59:37 GMT
| | dollar signs and crimson hair | Ugh, why was everyone so loud, did they not realize that this was television time and in that time you were supposed to be quiet! Silent! How was he supposed to hear over this racket?!
With a resigned sigh, Axel tried to make a grab for the remote without actually getting up off the couch... now if he could only find the phone too ... the phone would be really useful right now. Pizza wasn't going to order itself now was it? He could vaguely hear the sound of shouting after Konrad was cut off, curiousity now growing to the point where he might just have to get off the couch and investigate. Key word being might.
"What are you going on about?" the redhead shouted back, looking over in the direction that Reno's voice was coming from when he noticed it. A shrill scream echoed around the appartment as the redhead quickly got up on the couch, edging away from the evil creature as far away as he could. Cats! They knew that they hated cats, with their evil little eyes and claws, they were just gross!
"Get it away! Get it way!" the younger redhead screamed, jumping onto the arm and somewhere in the direction of Konrad, hoping that the brunet might just catch him and keep him safe because ... he was pretty tall right? A good distance from the ground, so Konrad could protect him from the infestation that he brought into their home.
"Save me! I'm not ready to die, I want to live!" Axel continued to scream, oh he couldn't take this! They knew how much he hated the vile creatures and now he was there clinging onto the model's neck, couldn't be good for his career but too bad! Shouldn't bring cats into the house. "Run Reno run!! Escape, leave me behind!"
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Post by RENO ROSLIN on Nov 10, 2013 7:00:08 GMT
┌ ┐ YOU DIG DEEP WITH YOUR NAILS AND FLASH YOUR TEETH Cats were living abominations, little shits who thought they were the greatest damn thing that walked the earth with their freakishly large eyes and smug faces; they'd mew at him, and on occasion, would follow the antagonistic redhead like the persistent primadonnas they were, as if to bug him for a can of tuna or a dish of water. Spoiled creatures they were (thanks to an unnamed few), and they dared to believe Reno was as generous as their other benefactors—and now named—Acheron and Konrad.
Ha. As if he owed anything to cats and their mothers. He wasn't weak-willed like the others; he was more than capable of hissing back at the egotistic faces of felines and denying them shit. Long as they didn't come within ten feet, anyway.
Gliding his arm over his damp eyes, reddened from insistent tears threatening to leak with every couple of blinks, Reno attempted to locate the elusive animal through distorted vision, impatiently repeating "where?" in between the shrieks and yelps that came from none other than his cat-fearing comrade, Axel—the only person (besides himself) immune to whatever charms the horned rascals already had on the other flatmates. Vague sounds of rips and shreds perked the attentive Roslin, leading his footsteps to carefully enclose the area around the couch Boy Jones had earlier abandoned in favor of Konrad's secure arms; there, a tail wagged under a decorative pillow, marked cat likely exercising its fine nippers against the plush furniture.
Stupid cat, damaging stuff it didn't pay for.
Equipped with a coat, Reno inched closer, stretching the fabric in his hands with the intention for it to be used as a net. Opportunity dancing in his grasp while the target remained busied with the soda, he pounced, but instead of slamming the coat onto the now alerted creature—"Augh!"—he met the harsh reality of the floor, leap disrupted by an Acheron paralyzing his legs with a vice grip.
He ignored the ache pounding across his body from the collision, too enraptured by an escalating level of aggravation to pay heed to any pain, "Lamark! You fucker, let go!" growled the boy through bared teeth as he rolled onto his side, attempting to shake off the older man, "You know damn well I'm the only person in this brainwashed household who's got the guts to exterminate that fugly vermin!" Both elbows connected to the ground, he used what strength he had to begin crawling, even with the added human weight, "If you think I'm gonna let Axel fend for himself, then you've got diarrhea for brains!"
He pounded a fist against the wooden floor at Axel's advice to escape, objecting, "Shut your mouth, Axel! There ain't no me if there ain't no you!" Slow in his endeavors to trap the fleeing feline, Reno grunted and extended his reach to a fallen remote, and once it was in his grasp, he chucked it at the animal—but instead of hitting the animal, the object met with a splintering crack against a mirror.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2013 0:56:17 GMT
"Lacie! Take the cats and run! They're trying to hurt them!" Acheron yelled at the only female in the house as she tackled Reno to the ground. He really didn't want the hot-tempered red-head to hurt the felines, but it was getting cold outside, which meant the cats would be cold as well. And he hadn't even gotten the chance to build the shelters he planned on making and putting around the city. His parents always thought it was a waste of resources, but Acheron always felt like he needed to do something more. Especially for the less fortunate cats that roamed the streets. Before Reno or Axel had moved in, there were many cats roaming around the house. There was no surprise that so many came back. And before he knew it, Axel was screeching like a little girl about the cats. The over-dramatics didn't help at all either. Acheron shook his head. "Axel, they aren't going to hurt you, you big baby!" The bluette yelled at him as he struggled to get ahold of the cat that Reno was going after. Another tug on the younger red-head, and he sprang forwards, grabbing the scruff of the cat before he tumbled forwards. Sure, he'd get a couple scratches, but it was worth it. Hell, he was sure Reno was planning on tossing the poor cat outside. He grabbed the the cat and ran, heading back into the living room. He skidded to a halt as he saw Lacie with the other cats that Konrad and him had brought into the house. "Lacie! Let me have them. I'll bring them into my room. Help Konrad hold them off!" He called to her as he swooped the squirming felines from her, then rushed to his room. Acheron closed the door as soon as he knew the cats were secure, then turned towards the group of flatmates, a sheepish smile on his features. "Sooooooo. How was everyone's day?". tag: @konrad @axel RENO ROSLIN @lacie ▪ ooc: i'm so sorry to axel and reno |
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