ϟ 9th Plan -> Open Commentlog/Voice

[notpredictable]

[There have been way too many punishments lately, and Megamind is thoroughly disgusted with the lot of you. Honestly, children, can't you keep your hands to yourselves?

Nevertheless, he has nothing else to say to the lot of you about it, and it's nothing to do with any of that because he thinks these punishments are brutal, tasteless, and lacking class.

Then again, most of you lack those qualities, so. Whatever

He can be found scouring the grounds for parts, supplies, whathaveyou, as well as whatever confectionery delights that he can pilfer safely from the kitchens. Also, clothing - he's on the prowl for clothing to alter, the girl that practically LIVES in the clothier has been fixing some of his capes to reflect the high necked look but he's found that some of the simpler pieces work just as well to give dramatic effect.

Any and all of these places he is able to be found, at any time of day.]




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[Later--]

Miss--

...

Sarea. I am in need of your assistance once more, if you please.

Comments

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[likesfootnotes]

[Megamind! You sly thing, scampering around like that. Bartimaeus sees what you did there. Right there, on your way out of the kitchens and he's caught you red-handed! Or sticky-fingered?]

That's pretty bold, eating sweets without a dentist in sight.

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[notpredictable]

[He jumps-- then scowls, rolling his eyes as he licks the tip of a gloved finger nonchalantly.]

As if humanoid confectionary treats could possibly negatively affect me. I have exceptional grooming habits, I'll have you know.

[commentlog]

[likesfootnotes]

[Bartimaeus has crossed his arms and is giving his best "nice try" look.]

Immune to cavities? Sugar has it way of worming its way into your teeth, slowly rotting a hole into them.

[He shivers for effect, then is all smug and smiles.]

Grooming is great for lice, but do you line up a hundred monkeys to pick through your teeth? Those poor monkeys.

[notpredictable]

[The little cretin gets an irritated look, and he brushes past him.]

Don't you have someone else you can go bother, hm?

[likesfootnotes]

[Bartimaeus is used to this treatment, and well-practiced in the art of the half-pivot required to follow. Code: You are being trolled.]

Oh, without a doubt! There is a whole Keep to bother, but I like to be fair and spread the love.

[Said with a smile.]

No need to get all misty-eyed and thankful about it. It's a public service.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[Woah. He left out the 'miss' again. This is amazing.]

Sure, what's up?

[notpredictable]

Could you--

[Pause, clatter--]

Come to my quarters?

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Yeah, sure, I'll be right there.

[Wtf was that clattering?]

Everything okay?

[notpredictable]

Splendid!

[NOTHING]

Hm? Oh, yes. Of course. Everything is fine.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[BULLSHIT]

Alrighty then...

[Since her room really isn't all that far away, Wolf's knocking at his door a rough five minutes later, nonchalant as usual. She's still carrying her bow, though.]

Probably on the grounds somewhere-

[kptn-sparrow.livejournal.com]

[Jack sees his blue large-headed not!friend poking around. Seemingly he was on a search for something.

Oh, how could Jack resist?]

Need help with anything?

[Gold toothed smile just for you Megamind.]

[notpredictable]

[[Just ignore Megs, Jack.]

Oh no. Not you.

[He groans, and smooths a hand over his face.

Of all the bum luck...]

No - I assure you, I'm quite fine.

[kptn-sparrow.livejournal.com]

[Too bad! He's like a shark- of sarcasm. He smells the blood in the water mate. Nothing to save you now.]

Ah! You missed me! That's it!

[So many grin. The pirate is getting quite close, Megamind.]

Seems to me that you've lost a thing, or you've found a thing you are trying to hide it.

Else you're just plain mad and it's the third of the lot that's the most likely, I reckon.

ahaha I've been waiting for them to interact again <33

[notpredictable]

[Wait, no -- what are you doing, don't get so close you smell like fetid booze and women.]

I haven't lost anything and -- what do you want, man?!

[JUST CAUSE HE LEFT YOU A JACKET DOESN'T MEAN YA'LL ARE FRIENDS K]

WHOOPS...

[kptn-sparrow.livejournal.com]

[Must be your imagination, mate. Smelling yourself for that- Jack's female companionship has been of lack lately.]

Me? A great many things!

[Since you asked.]

But it's not what I want so much as what you do apparently.

[BUT IF YOU WERE A REAL VILLAIN YOU WOULD'VE LEFT HIM TO DIE. Plenty of people tried that tactic on him. He knows his villain's. They stab people.]

[Commentlog] /all of the late, feel free to ignore

[dontfeartheme]

[Ryn's a little bit been looking for him, actually. Not enough that she'd gone by his room earlier or anything, only to not find him there and wonder where he was. (Except for the part where she absolutely had, but that's beside the point.)

She smiles at seeing him out on the ground, though, and heads in his direction. And is promptly distracted from why she was looking for him by the fact that he seems to be in search of something.]

Looking for something?

[notpredictable]

[Never ignoring <3 I'm just slow. FUCK THIS NO SUBJECT LINE GARBAGE]

Oh, you know -- this and that.

[He perks when he sees her though, expression clearing a bit from the frown that had settled into place.]

Spare metals. Despite my...arrangement with the staff, one can never have enough...trinkets to play with.

<3<3<3 CURSE YOU LJ

[dontfeartheme]

And you actually find them around this damn place?

[She sees that frown clearing, and she's not going to deny being pleased at that. Especially not when she's figuring it's going to clear a bit more, once she gets to the reason she'd been looking for him and gives him the cell she'd told him he could have.

Except then she's distracted when the full of what he said hits here.]

You've an arrangement with the staff?

/PUNCHES IT

[notpredictable]

Oh, on occasion. You'd be surprised at what you can find when you look hard enough.

[His expression falters then and he clears his throat, looking slightly panicked as he works out how best in his head to explain this. It wasn't something he'd ever really intended on broadcasting much.]

Ah--well--see, it's a bit more convenient to...well--

Er. Yes. Rem, specifically. I do...menial, everyday demeaning tasks for him, I get scrap metal. It's not good metal, but it tends to be a bit more tan I can scrounge up.

Re: /PUNCHES IT

[dontfeartheme]

Right, mental note to be going on a hell of a lot more scavenger hunts.

[She raises an eyebrow at that, mildly impressed. It's not as though she's at all trusting of the staff, but that doesn't mean she doesn't see the benefit of something like that.]

Sounds like a worthwhile arrangement to me. Did you volunteer for it?

[needsnobottle]

[commentlog - apple orchard? backdated 'cause I fail at finding things when they happen]

[Ever since Tammy discovered the apples don't poison you - thanks for facilitating that, Jacob - she's been pilfering them from the trees fairly regularly. And let's face it, Megamind is pretty hard to miss.

She's sitting at the base of a tree slowly eating one of the apples, looking as if she's missed a few dozen hours of sleep recently.]

Keep scampering about like that and people'll think you're up to something.

[notpredictable]

[It's okay LJ has been so borked I'm SLOW]

[He prides himself on being hard to miss - really, Tammy...isn't it obvious how much he wants to be bothered?

He jumps at her voice, dropping the apple he was holding.]

Who, me? Up to something? [He barks an awkward, forced laugh.]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[I am also all the slow XD]

[needsnobottle]

[She eyes him as she finishes chewing her bite; much as she want to believe him, really Megamind, she does, but you're not making it easy on her.]

Remind me to ask you to play poker with me some time.

[She grins.]

[notpredictable]

[He scowls at her, and jabs a finger into the air.]

Gambling is not conducive to a villainous environment! Just...one flick of the cards and you've lost everything! That, my dear, is simply irresponsible.

[needsnobottle]

See, that was kind of the point of the offer. To be irresponsible.

[She's still smiling. Come on, Megamind, all work and no play.]