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CUPID MAN SHINES DOWN UPON THE SCHOOL (Open to all)

Who: YOU and YOU!!!
What: CUPID MAN
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: February 14th – time varies
Warnings: People in strange love times.

Instructions: Start up threads, make sure you include everyone in your cupid group (So Lash's group would be Cyrus, Hawke, Lash and Ron) and there is no real need for a tagging order. Someone can show up later after people have been hit with an arrow etc. When you need Cupid Man, go post in the OOC post.

Note: Don't forget Morty's fortunes! They are amazing and awesome and go post in them, NOW.

Ahh what a fine day for causing trouble!
Robotnik was nowhere to be found (Good), but the Mega Twirp had found himself back in their school (Bad). Of course Wily couldn't risk doing this back in Capcom, oh no. Nope, if he was going to test this little robot, built upon leftovers from his nemesis shitty inventions, OH he was going to test it on Smash Academy.

Cupid Man was a state of the art Robot Master (tm). Designed to look a bit like a cupid, it had both stealth and a weapon which could amusingly switch how a person felt about the other. And what a perfect time to test this than Valentines!

...no he wasn't bitter at being FOREVER ALONE. Or being a Virgin Man.

Regardless of what you might think of him, he was totally crackling away at his home base, watching how this would all unfold.

And what a good time would be had by all.

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Majima watched her with a keen eye as she touched down, but whatever inner thoughts may have stirred at the sight of the god's gifts were quickly covered up by his usual irreverent demeanor. Lazily, he breathed a plume of smoke in Arceus's direction before answering.

"We got short lives~ Might as well make 'em interrresting," he remarked, before bringing the cigarette to his lips again for another intake of sweet nicotine. Besides, it was more likely for yakuza to die of liver failure than lung cancer. If his violent lifestyle didn't get to him first, of course.

"So, where's yer date for the evenin', pretty lady?"

"Ahh yes of course," it replied without missing a beat. "But if you are going to push smoke into your body, I would smoke something more...natural. Cigars, for example." Oh okay. Thank you Bob for your stances on narcotic substances. It wasn't one to tell humans how to live their lives (for the most part) anyway.

Arceus turned its head around at the second comment.

"Not tonight, but that is no trouble. I am content at making others happy."

Majima shrugged at that. Cigars weren't exactly an everyday vice - and smoking itself was a habit he started as a very poor man. Even if he did have cash to burn now, they were still a rare indulgence.

"Sometimes doin' bad just tastes better. 'Sides, the good stuff's saved for special occasions."

He noted the god diverting its head, but remained his usual jovial self. If it was a mask, then it was one he wore very comfortably. "What a coincidence~! I ain't got a Valentine either. Least, none I haven't paid for."

Edited 2012-02-17 11:25 (UTC)

"Ahh yes, I suppose that is true," it said before turning into her human form. The birds moved away, with a few braver ones deciding that Bob's hair horns were perfect to perch on, and a Taillow that sat itself on Majima's shoulder. They were very relaxed birds.

She petted a Pigeon on her own, before sitting down on one of the nearby seats that had been installed over the years.

"I see..." Bob continued to rub the creature under its beak before speaking again. Perhaps a little too personal for most people to answer and considering who she was there was maybe a possibility she already knew what he would say. Regardless it was hard to tell at that moment.

"Have you ever loved someone, Majima?"

That took some guts, you little swallow-looking Pokemon thing. Majima shooed it away with one hand, but it only fluttered over to his other shoulder instead. As long as it wasn't getting in his way... Dumb bird.

As for Bob's question? There had been people that Majima cared for, certainly. And there were people that Majima was devoted to, that he would give his life for, definitely. But love was a very loaded word. Love was something he'd always watched from the sidelines.

Saejima loved his sister. Kazzy had loved Yumi, he loved Haruka and the rest of his little orphan pack. And Majima loved...

"Not a soul," he answered, matter-of-factly, barely batting an eye. The yakuza's smile had faded, but his demeanor was unfazed.

"Ahh I see," she said gently pushing one of the birds off and watching it leave as another followed, before the entire flock suddenly left the premises. She stood up again and looked up at the moon, smiling a little. "It is an emotion that is both beautiful yet...sometimes utterly cruel. It is no wonder that not everyone can enjoy it." She paused again, and moved her hand, so that the clouds coming into view moved slightly to keep the moon visible. It wasn't that dark yet. "I have loved so many times in my lifetime that I...well I suppose I could tell you how many times, but the number is insignificant. You would think that, each time, after death, or a heartbreak, or realizing that they had someone else that loved them, if not more and I was merely an obstacle in that path, even if they didn't know...I would stop the next time. The next human or the next of my own kind."

She smiled at him again.

"What was that song...Love is a Hurricane? I think that's my drug. It's probably much more fatal and dangerous than a cigarette, now that I think of it." She paused and thought about something. "Have you ever flown before?"

Majima listened without a single interruption, letting the embers burn his cigarette down to the filter once again. He inhaled one last time before it was spent, and then tossed what remained over his shoulder, ash and all.

There was an unmistakable melancholy in her voice, and in the way she carried herself. All those infinite years and what good were they, except for wasting away? Better to live briefly and in a blaze than with such an eternity weighing on your shoulders. How often in history had a mortal ever pitied a god? Especially such a questionably depraved mortal.

As Bob turned her gaze back upon him, Majima raised a brow - something tugged at his lips, halfway between a smile and a sneer as though it couldn't decide which he preferred. Her question was silly, of course. One she must have already known the answer to.

"Just in the mannerrr of my kind," he said, humouring her. "View ain't much from an airplane."

There was a gleam in his one eye as Majima added, "Why d'ya ask? You askin' me out on a date~?"

"Ha ha! Humans have mad many other inventions for flying than that. Balloons, ornithopters, gliders...those that live in the region where Pokemon thrive can also use their own Pokemon to carry them to different cities..."

But she was humoring him, and gave off an innocent smile at his last question, closing her eyes for a second to smile before looking at him.

"Regardless if I did ask you on a date or not, you would consider it as being one, wouldn't you?"

"Well, that depends on how far I get." There was a sly, slithering tone to his voice as it dropped in pitch. Majima's smile was as snake-like as the ink on his skin.

Bob may have been addicted to the emotional rollercoaster of love, but Majima had no investment in it at all. He lived for the here and now; he was a creature of pure physical stimulation, whether it was through pleasure or pain.

"Hmm..." she seemed to ponder it for a second before getting a strange smile of her own. "That would depend on many things. But first...let's see how good you are at this..."

Suddenly, Arceus was behind him and without real reason or warning, pushed him off the rooftop. Comically, he flew right over the metallic protection gate and a small while before gravity was starting to claim him again. Bob already had her hands clasped around her mouth when he was.

"Okay, now think of something that makes you happy! You can flap your arms if you want, some humans like doing that even if it doesn't do anything!"

"Hrngk--?!"

You know, when he said how far, this wasn't exactly what he meant.

Bob's words barely registered; too much blood rushing through his ears. As gravity began to overtake him, one memory came floating up to the surface of his mind. Was it a happy one? Well, not by conventional standards. But for Majima, being pulverized in Cammy's exquisite air juggle was the definition of bliss.

It wasn't hard for tangent memories to follow. Kazuma stomping on his face, stabbing Kazuma in the shoulder, taking brass knuckles to the face, punching him through the floor... The heat of battle burning through him like a wildfire, his heart racing and senses stretched to their limit in battles where nothing was held back. Grisly, visceral, brutal thoughts - but it was joy nonetheless.

Majima didn't have to flap his arms. He only had to surrender to that indescribable high.

Edited 2012-02-18 10:00 (UTC)

When he did hover dangerously close to the ground, there he met Arceus waiting for him, legs crossed, hanging upside down. She gave him a tiny grin before speaking.

"I suppose that's one's definition of what true joy is like. Everyone's is different, after all. Now congratulations! You can defy gravity, if but for a short time, without having to go into outer space. How does it feel?"

Being outside? It didn't save you from the loveable wraith of CUPID MAN! Uncloaking nearby, what little they might have heard was the sound of a machine bow being cranked up before two pink love beams hit them right square in the chest.

[Majima = 3- Romance: What does romance mean to you? Each person is different, but candles, sweets, sugars...everything to woo your day love.

Bob = 2- Slow & Sensual: Suddenly, you are every walking cliche. You want to throw your coat at the rain at your love interest, you speak in your deepest, more desireable voice and you eat fruits very slowly.]

Then he disappeared.

~~Oh crud romance you say~~

When the beam hit them both, Majima recoiled in a moment of pink heart-induced bewilderment. His head felt fuzzy, dizzy and light as these new and sudden urges took over. For once, the mob boss wanted more than just to bed a woman; he wanted to woo her.

Though his idea of wooing was perhaps a little different from some?

Despite being still upside down and hovering, clasped Bob's face with his hands and pulled her close enough that they shared the same breaths. "Feels like I could conquer the worrrld~"

Then he kissed her deeply on the mouth. And it was kind of like that kiss from that movie, except he was dressed like a snake instead of a spider, and also it wasn't as hot. "Let's go vandalize the moon."

~~Yeah work it bby~~
The beam should not have worked on Arceus. But it was man-made and not something she could have seen coming, much like the cupidbots. Only instead of running against a naked Max this year (thank you for all involved that his did not happen), she found herself suddenly wanting to run off wherever Majima wanted to go. Only...it was causing her to act downright bizarre. She spoke words she hadn't used in more than a thousand millenia.

"Well," she began, switching over to the Dark plate, making her feats a little more...uh...demonic-like. Even the clothing looked a little less modest and a little more 'oh mama' if 'oh moma' came in black and red and had easy access to clevage. "I'd say vandalizing the moon is something I've already done before. Let's go conquer a galaxy! It's even better and I haven't don that in AGES."

Granted it was sometimes hard to conquer Galaxies when you already created most of them, but don't tell that to Arceus. Especially Dark-Powered Arceus head-over heels and drunk off love potions.

As everyone knows, the dark side is pretty much ten times as sexy as the light - a law that applied apparently to Plates too. A demon god was the only fitting date for the one eyed demon of the Tojo Clan. It stirred the infernal pits of him, his serpentine ambition.

"We could rrrule the galaxy as ~~father and son~~ king an' queen~" he purred. A wicked gleam shone in Majima's one eye as he licked his lips. "That sounds wonderful, darrrling."

With a flourish, he spun around and made a flamboyant gestured up towards the heavens. "We'll have to find a place with a lovely black hole~!"

"A black hole..." she repeated, drunk on the spell and terrible ideas. "Actually...maybe staying on this planet can be a good idea. How about if you and I take a little...time warp."

He didn't even have to say yes or no, because they were suddenly pushed back into time, far far back in feudal Japan during a waring era. As they arrived, there were soldiers and samurai everywhere, most of them ignoring the pair that didn't quite fit into the picture.

"The mid-Edo period," she explained, leaning on him. "Misfits and delinquents Bakuto that have no real leaders to speak of currently. Right now it's nothing more than a small, hushed whisper of something that it could turn into. But with the right push..."

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This picture is so old and crappy but I don't care I'm using it.

what is romance i dont know

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