023- WHAT IS THE SOUND OF ONE HAND CLAPPING? (Hint: The same sound as an archangel panicking)

[uberboned]

Storytime, Barge!

Once there was an archangel who, after suffering from death-by-fire and holed up in a room for two days straight, received a request for some R&R time with one of his favorite people. Considering he's about to go insane laying in bed all day, he drops by to visit said person and lo and behold! That person's not there anymore. Hm, says the archangel. That's really weird. So he pops back into the room of the girl he's staying with, while his room smells like Kentucky Fried Archangel to tell her how weird it is that JD invites a guy to come get him and then just vanishes and... There's no Max. There's Max's stuff, but no Max.

So the archangel, confused but not deterred, popped by his next door neighbor's room to see what he thinks of this weird turn of events.

Also gone.

Moral of the story: Iiiif you're someone I like well enough to call a friend, could you, I dunno... Make like the Mickey Mouse Club and do a sound-off, 'cause this? This is getting a little too uncomfortable for my liking. I mean, this is the kind of thing I would do to mess with someone and I don't like being messed with. Okay?

[[OOC: So I'm sick as a dog today, so tags might be slow-to-nonexistent today, but I needed to get this up before it was too late, because it would have been OOC for Gabe not to react to this. At any rate, Gabe's not acting nearly as panicky as you'd expect him to act, because repressing emotions are healthy, but he's totally freaking out on the inside. Also, GDI. Gabe has a lot of CR with Nicci's characters. XD;;]]

Comments

[hulk]

Um. I don't know if I count, I mean. We only spoke a couple times, but. Well. Either way I'm still here?

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Well, at least I know half the damn Barge didn't up and leave.

[hulk]

Yeah, that would be. Very strange. But at least not everyone is gone? So there's still some kind of bright side, right?

Does this sort of thing happen a lot, or. The disappearing.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Yeah, sure if you wanna look at the glass not half-screwed. And I hear it does. Still don't make it any less nerve-wracking. For all we know, the Admiral got desperate and is bleeding people to fix the blood supply.

[hulk]

I'm sorry to hear th-

Wait. Wait, bleeding people? [And cue some paranoia because Bruce knows he is dat bad blood. D8]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Warning: Things said by irritated archangels may be less logical than they appear.

and here we go with full freaker mode.

[hulk]

N-no, that isn't illogical at all, I mean. What with all the, the vampires running around and no blood, because I've been hearing about how that's all going, but. That can't happen to me, because you see, I have this, uh. A condition, a blood condition, and if it's ingested, I don- I don't know what it'll do, just-

[Et cetera, cetera, cetera, you can imagine.]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Breathe, champ. Breathe. I don't think the Barge likes you when you're spazzy.

[hulk]

Of course I'm breathing, I wouldn't be able to continue talking if I wasn't breathing, that's the whole mechanism of talking, what with the inhalations then the exhalations vibrating the muscles of th-

[Okay, there's a big pause as it hits Bruce.]

...Just how many people know about me here?

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Probably everyone from the 21st century, which is... Most everyone.

But don't worry, Brucie! I'm sure the Puritans'll let you join their club.

[hulk]

That's. That's perfect. Do I even want to know ho- ...Never mind. I don't want to know.

What Puri- I don't want to join any clubs.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure the Totalitarians don't know who you are either, buuut no one really wants to hang with them.

[hulk]

...I don't know if it's just me, but. I'm totally lost. Just. Just letting you know.