homeless and probably staying that way

[grifshot]

Look Lady, as much as I appreciate the awesome username,  I really hope you're not planning on taking me anywhere soon. In case you haven't noticed, I think we're heading into a busy stretch, and after everything I've been through so far, I deserve a long nap before that starts up, so I'm just going to count this as vacation time.

Or I would if I didn't have to deal with Sarge in here.

I suppose I should be thankful you don't have any Blues.

[Ooc: Potential spoilers for latest episode in the comments. Also apologies for slightly spoilery username]

Comments

[prettyfool]

Those colors mean something, hon?

[grifshot]

Yeah. See, I'm a Red, and the guys we're fighting are Blues. Or sort of fighting. It's a long story.

But basically whenever they're around, I'm expected to work.

[prettyfool]

Why do you guys fight? And isn't fighting technically considered work?

[grifshot]

It used to be because we were trying to get their flag, but we don't really do that anymore.

I guess? I didn't do much of the fighting. I mostly got beat up.

... <3 u

[oblivionftw_imamedic]

Trust me fool, you will know not but pain soon enough.

Hey Grif!

[grifshot]

Oh. Hey Doc.

[oblivionftw_imamedic]

I'm a bit surprised that your knife's supposed to be ancient technology. According to the mun, it's powerful, but a lot of Brutes used it during the the Covenant War.

And when you get here, it shall make a powerful addition to my arsenal of oblivion!

[grifshot]

Actually I think it'll make a better addition to the wall of my room.

Doc, what's O'Malley doing back here?

[oblivionftw_imamedic]

Oh him, well my mundane basically created an account for both of us. I'm just got back to Valhalla and saved Donut, and O'Malley is from moments before the EMP.

Yes. And with the knowledge of the future I've gained, my universal conquest shall now begin anew!

Uh, I don't really see how anything outside the army of...Texes? Texas? Texases? Tex clones, alright Tex clones, is really gonna change anything.

Fool. Why do you think I'm in them? This has been my evil plan from the start, and it's all thanks to YOU Mundane, and your attempts at "character relations". MUHAHAHAHAHA!

OK, first off, character relationships are really important, especially if we all want to get along.
Second, O'Malley we share the headspace with our Mundane, so I'm pretty sure you found out the same time he di-

SILENCE!

[grifshot]

[Okay, gonna take a step back now. He knew Doc was weird before, but this is taking the cake.]

Wait, wait, wait. Tex clones? We're going to face an army of Tex clones?

Late response, we still good?

[oblivionftw_imamedic]

Yep. Carlonia and Church just encountered them, and according to Church, they're resulting from the Director apparently trying to get Allison right.
Under that fool's guidance, perhaps they would just destroy you all for trespassing, BUT I AM apparently IN TOTAL CONTROL OF THEM, AND ONCE I'M DONE WITH ALL OF YOU, NO ONE WILL STAND IN THE PATH OF MY CONQUEST! NOT YOU FOOLS, NOT THE DIRECTOR, NOT THE ALPHA, NOT MASTER CHIEF, NOR THE COVENANT, THE FLOOD, THE UNSC OR THE FORERUNNERS THEMSELVES! ALL WILL BOW DOWN BEFORE MY MIGHT AS I CRUSH ALL THEIR SOULS TO DUST!!! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

...I think I need a drink of water.

Yeah, it's cool

[grifshot]

I think you need a bit more than that, Doc.

Re: Yeah, it's cool

[oblivionftw_imamedic]

All of us probably are going to need something like that tomorrow.
So enjoy your last moments of pleasure, before my new army DESTROYS YOU ALL!

[grifshot]

You're probably going to need it most if you go in like that.

And isn't it the Director's army, or something?

[Not that he really cares or anything.]

[donutholes]

A vacation sounds like a great idea, Grif! I've got my eye on a gorgeous little timeshare in San Jose. We could all go in it as a team for some serious R&R.

Wait, let me find my cabana boy outfit first!

[grifshot]

No offense, Donut, but most of my vacation plans involve staying away from everyone else.

[He opens his mouth to continue, but then decides not to touch the cabana boy comment. He didn't need that image.]

[donutholes]

But we can get the best group rates from this awesome nude massage parlor that my buddy from high school runs! Come onnnnn, Grif, be a team player!

[grifshot]

You really think Sarge would go for something like that?

[donutholes]

If he's not at first, we can tooootally convince him, right? Who couldn't use a nice pounding now and then, work out all the kinks, get a little relief, y'know?

[grifshot]

You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

[donutholes]

Doing what?

[grifshot]

Never mind.

We wouldn't have to share rooms in this timeshare, would we?

[maroonone]

Grif, this isn't a vacation!

Don't you know what this means?
[It means that Simmons is about to nerd all over the place is what it means.]

[grifshot]

Simmons, if you're about to tell me I can't take a nap before everything happens, I don't want to know.

[Isn't that what it always means? He also knows you're going to tell him anyway.]

[maroonone]

Grif, you're driving! How can you nap while driving a helicopter?!

[Except he's also here so maybe he can. But still. Simmons is taking no chances. What if he takes a nap here and then goes back while asleep and they all die?! Oh man this 4th wall stuff is complicated, even for him.]

[grifshot]

I'm not driving the helicopter now, Simmons. I'm standing right here.

And since you're here, either it's crashed and we're both dead, or it's something else.

Besides, how do you know I can't sleep and drive at the same time?

[fotlenke]

Excuse me, but are you related to Tony Stark?

[grifshot]

Nope, can't say that I am, unfortunately.

While he is red, I can't really claim any sort of relationship.

[fotlenke]

Can I hold your helmet, sir?

[grifshot]

Why would you want to do that? It's nothing special.

[Aside from a few broken parts, and the countdown timer that's set for the next episode of...Battlestar Galactica? Whoops, going to need to fix that.]

[fotlenke]

I have never held one, only seen one. Asgardians do not touch Midgardian metals often.

[grifshot]

Asgardian?

[He quickly closes his mouth, having ended up on the wrong train of thought. God dammit Donut.]

Like from the Norse...people?

[fotlenke]

That is correct.

[grifshot]

Guess you meet all kinds of people out here.

So, Iron Man doesn't let you hold his helmet?

[fotlenke]

I have never asked. He is usually too busy trying to shoot Asgard's trickster prince. [ She reaches up her hands and takes hold of Grif's helmet. ]

Durable.

[grifshot]

You want me to take it off first?

[It should be durable, considering what Grif's been through.]

[fotlenke]

Please.

[ she gives him a big smile. ]

[grifshot]

[Okay the smile wins him over. Because how often does he get to talk to a girl like this? One who isn't trying to kill him or is his sister, or Donut for that matter. He takes off his helmet and hands it over.]

It's not much.