NationStates Jolt Archive

Nadja Saint-Clair looked at her own reflection in the mirror. She was still pretty but something seemed broken.

After more than two hundred movies, I guess I'd need a "ten thousand miles" drain.

A sarcastic smile appeared on her pale face. Her dark green eyes had came back to life.

"I'll get out," she said to herself. "And I'll get out without Oscar on my back."

She couldn't stand her bodyguard any longer. He was over-reactive and, once, he would have killed a journalist if she hadn't done anything.

He's just a mindless brute. I still don't know why he didn't try to rape me.

She grabbed her bag. She quickly put her keys, sunglasses and a scarf in it. Then she walked to the door and opened it, the bag hidden behind it.

"Oscar, I have a problem."

The gigantic, muscular and bald man (or wasn't he more of a beast?) turned at her.

"Hmmm... Yeah?" he answered with his guttural voice.
"Well, it's... ahem... about the toilets..." Nadja said, blushing on purpose.
"Let me see," Oscar said, getting into the flat.

Before he got a chance to understand, Nadja was outside and had locked the door.

So long, retard!

Walking to the elevator, she passed the scarf around her head and put the sunglasses on her nose.

OOC:

All righty, so Nadja is a porno star about to make a little trip with no protection (for the time being) into Underaloz's capital (which happens to be the nation itself - yes, I know, big city).
This is not supposed to be an aggressive RP, just something refreshing and hopefully funny.

[ooc: Hmm... so where do other players come in?]

(which happens to be the nation itself - yes, I know, big city).

OOC: Same as my capital. Kinda reminds me of Coruscant.

[ooc: Hmm... so where do other players come in?]
(ooc: in the streets, in the hotel, whenever, wherever ;) )

(ooc: ok,ok I'll write a little bit more)

She walked through the hall of the Hotel, hiding her face from the receptionist. She was pretty excited.

If Walter learns about this, he's gonna kill me.

She pushed the door and... she was outside.

(ooc: bumping into someone? recognized?)

A man stands on the other side of the street, holding a magizen with Nadja Saint-Clair on the front. He looks up and sees her, then looks back down at the magizen, then up at her. He walks across the street and taps her on the shoulder "Hi, would this happen to be you?" He holds up the magizen just so she and him can see it.

Two men, one short and with a large, dark green overcoat on, and the other tall and lanky, walked to the Pr0n0u7l3t nearby.

"Look man, WTF was up with that tape you got? I mean, WTF? Do you got some Farking obsession with that actress or some sheat?"

The other man shrugs, and contiunes to walk. His mind thinks only of the tape he just watched, though it did not suit his compainions tastes. But his compainion was probably gay anyway, so screw him.

A man wearing a dark suit walks past. He appears to be a Roanian burgher on business in Underaloz, but who can tell? He pays the pair no heed, just pulls out a map and starts to read it.

A man stands on the other side of the street, holding a magizen with Nadja Saint-Clair on the front. He looks up and sees her, then looks back down at the magizen, then up at her. He walks across the street and taps her on the shoulder "Hi, would this happen to be you?" He holds up the magizen just so she and him can see it.
Nadja stared at the man.

What to do... what to do?

This wasn't going as she had expected.

"Err... no... I'm sorry... I'm late... I have a rendez-vous."

She began to walk away from the man.

The man walks after her at her side, "I know it's you, you can't hide it for one thing." He says as he looks at her up and down, "Now why are you out here? Shouldn't you have you're bodyguard?"

The silent man suddenly freezes, his face going slack in suprise. The idol of his late-night fantasies was crossing the street in front of him. His compainion still complained loudly, but was ignored. The silent man slowly changed his course to follow Nadja.

Logan rinsed off his hands, cursing about not having soap. With his wife away for a month and his ever-loyal heart still loving her, he had to take care of business somehow. Unfortunately, that also meant he had to do the shopping.

Taking the DVD out of its place in the wall, Logan exited his room to take the DVD back.

"Damn that Nadja Saint-Clair is hot. She'd be a helluva bang..."

OOC: Logan is a 28 year old Underaloz citizen

The man walks after her at her side, "I know it's you, you can't hide it for one thing." He says as he looks at her up and down, "Now why are you out here? Shouldn't you have you're bodyguard?"
"And how is that your business? What are you? A guardian angel? My business is my own."

She forced her speed.

Good god, I managed to find a weirdo just down the hotel.

The man walks after her at her side, "I know it's you, you can't hide it for one thing." He says as he looks at her up and down, "Now why are you out here? Shouldn't you have you're bodyguard?"

OOC: I'm writing it as they would hear his voice, so excuse the horrible spelling and grammar.

The businessman is watching this. He walks over and stares at her. He speaks in a lilting voice, "Pardon me, yes, but you are the woman, no, Nadja St.e Claier? Yes, no?"

He sped up to stay with her, "One, I'm only a passerbyer and I found it odd that some one of your stadiuse would be out with out a bodyguard. Two, I'm betting you're thinking I'm a perv, but I'm not, this is a People magizen. And three, I'm actually a police officer so yeah I am a guardian angel."

"LEAVE ME ALONE ALL OF YOU!" She shouted out loud.

Every passers-by turned their heads in her direction.

Where is Oscar when you need him?

She rushed into the subway station, nearly falling into the stairs.

He sped up to stay with her, "One, I'm only a passerbyer and I found it odd that some one of your stadiuse would be out with out a bodyguard. Two, I'm betting you're thinking I'm a perv, but I'm not, this is a People magizen. And three, I'm actually a police officer so yeah I am a guardian angel."

Not hearing that bit of conversation, Jay and Silent Bob(The characters fit, so I stole them) grab the man by the sholders. "Hey WTF man, why're you stalking the lady? Leave her the FSCK alone!" shouted Jay, ignoreing any decency in public laws.

He sped up to stay with her, "One, I'm only a passerbyer and I found it odd that some one of your stadiuse would be out with out a bodyguard. Two, I'm betting you're thinking I'm a perv, but I'm not, this is a People magizen. And three, I'm actually a police officer so yeah I am a guardian angel."

Not hearing that bit of conversation, Jay and Silent Bob(The characters fit, so I stole them) grab the man by the sholders. "Hey WTF man, why're you stalking the lady? Leave her the FSCK alone!" shouted Jay, ignoreing any decency in public laws."Whoa!" He comes back a bit and punches Jay in the face, then takes a swing at Bob.

Jay staggers back, stunned. Bob ducks under the punch and comes back up with an uppercut to the man's jaw.

Jay staggers back, stunned. Bob ducks under the punch and comes back up with an uppercut to the man's jaw.He holds his jaw, then takes out a tazer, and lunges at Bob, quickly.

Not hearing that bit of conversation, Jay and Silent Bob(The characters fit, so I stole them) grab the man by the sholders. "Hey WTF man, why're you stalking the lady? Leave her the FSCK alone!" shouted Jay, ignoreing any decency in public laws."Whoa!" He comes back a bit and punches Jay in the face, then takes a swing at Bob.[/quote]

The Burgher leaps up and down. "A fight, yes?" He puts his hands up. "Come on, in traditional fisti-cuffs manner!" He unleashed a barrel of punches into Jay.

Nadja heard the men fighting. She hesitated.

Shouldn't I...

Finally, she took the opportunity to get out of the station by another exit. She appeared on the other sidewalk.

Logan rinsed off his hands, cursing about not having soap. With his wife away for a month and his ever-loyal heart still loving her, he had to take care of business somehow. Unfortunately, that also meant he had to do the shopping.

Taking the DVD out of its place in the wall, Logan exited his room to take the DVD back.

"Damn that Nadja Saint-Clair is hot. She'd be a helluva bang..."

OOC: Logan is a 28 year old Underaloz citizen

Finding the lingering stickiness on his hands amusing, Logan exits the store and seeing the fight break out. Never one to get physical with men, he normally just looked at picture, he shyed away from the action and walked into the subway station.

OOC: I'm basing him off one of my good friend's queer older brother. Note that I don't say "gay" because that would be an insult to gay people...lol

Yankze Jaz is a 37 years old Omzian citizen -- traveller infact, touring the nation of Underaloz. Came here for about a week, he is already familiar with the entire city -- or, nation. Walking on the night street, it is a great feeling from his stress at work. Taking a vacation, he still has 1 week to stay. His wife is not with him, but more like on another business trip. His kids? At his brother's place. He got the time all by himself.

Reading a daily newspaper and sitting on a bench, he quite enjoyed himself -- and the sight of the night street. Clutching the key for his hotel room, he would soon go back to the hotel he've stayed. He found the subway to be quite useful, and cheap.

When Nadja shouted, Jaz peered from his newspaper. What the hell... This is that Nadja Clair person acting in the movie I saw a while ago... With that, he continued to observed. Seeing the incident happening, he stteped up. Answering in a slightly-accented English, he asked,

"just what the hell are you people doing?"

Nadja bumped into Logan.

The man keeps shocking Bob with the tazer even though he's clearly nutralized, "These two jumped me, so I fought back."

Nadja heard the men fighting. She hesitated.

Shouldn't I...

Finally, she took the opportunity to get out of the station by another exit. She appeared on the other sidewalk.

Logan bumped into the woman and held out his hand, not looking at her face.

Not hearing that bit of conversation, Jay and Silent Bob(The characters fit, so I stole them) grab the man by the sholders. "Hey WTF man, why're you stalking the lady? Leave her the FSCK alone!" shouted Jay, ignoreing any decency in public laws."Whoa!" He comes back a bit and punches Jay in the face, then takes a swing at Bob.

The Burgher leaps up and down. "A fight, yes?" He puts his hands up. "Come on, in traditional fisti-cuffs manner!" He unleashed a barrel of punches into Jay.[/quote]

Bob is hit with the tazer, but luckly the needles don't penetrate his jacket and sweater, so he remains unaffected by the jolt of electricty. Though the jacket has 2 new holes. He aims a punch at the man's nose.

Jay backs away quick enough to avoid most of the punches. "WTF man? WTF" He is hit by another punch and falls backwards, but the punch wouldn't have seemed powerful enough to do it. His right leg comes up and connects with the Burgher's jaw.

The man keeps shocking Bob with the tazer even though he's clearly nutralized, "These two jumped me, so I fought back."

"I am helping the policeman, yes no." The Burgher kicked Jay, delicately.

Jay's kick knocks him backwards. "Good show!" He unleashes another volley of punches.

Logan bumped into the woman and held out his hand, not looking at her face.
Oh god!

"I'm... I'm sorry," she said, unable to take a decision on what to do next.

This is a nightmare!

The man keeps shocking Bob with the tazer even though he's clearly nutralized, "These two jumped me, so I fought back."

"I am helping the policeman, yes no." The Burgher kicked Jay, delicately.

OOC: he's out of uniform, and just where was he that he overheard the police comment?

The man is hit in the face, then takes a knife out from the back of his pants and says in an German accent instead of the Autrailan that he's sapossed to "That ain't a knife, this is a knife" He takes a stab at Bob.

Logan bumped into the woman and held out his hand, not looking at her face.
Oh god!

"I'm... I'm sorry," she said, unable to take a decision on what to do next.

This is a nightmare!

"Sorry...I thought you were polit..." Logan began sarcastically then stopped as he saw her breasts, and then her face.

"H-holy shit! The only porn star I've ever met before was my little cousin!"

The man keeps shocking Bob with the tazer even though he's clearly nutralized, "These two jumped me, so I fought back."

Yankze glanced around the entire fight scene. He could feel that almost every eye is on him now. Being an older person, he simply said, "no need for useless fighting over a porn star. Know better."

With that, he nodded, and walked away. He had a switchblade in his pocket. But obviously, he's not going to use it. When he felt that he is far away enough, he walked at a faster speed, to get away from the scene. Then, he walked into the subway station.

Oh wait... Forgot something, gotta buy some gifts for my sons..., he thought. With that, and with the fact that he's closing to the other exit, he exited onto the other side of the sidewalk.

There's the porn star again... Oh well, lucky concidence, heh.

Albert Vermengez is a 23 year old Marine from Langham, currently on inactive duty. He was orphaned at the age of 8 and was adopted by the Langham Marine Corps. one month later. Now, he's traveling in this city which seems to be endless.

Albert sat down on a bench and looked around and heard what sounded like a fight somewhere. He got off the bench and ran to the location and saw a fight. Albert picks something up and throws it hard down to the ground.

"What the hell is going on here!?"

The man keeps shocking Bob with the tazer even though he's clearly nutralized, "These two jumped me, so I fought back."

"I am helping the policeman, yes no." The Burgher kicked Jay, delicately.

OOC: he's out of uniform, and just where was he that he overheard the police comment?

He was trying to talk to Nadja when the officer said that.

The man is hit in the face, then takes a knife out from the back of his pants and says in an German accent instead of the Autrailan that he's sapossed to "That ain't a knife, this is a knife" He takes a stab at Bob.

Bob twists out of the way of the lunged knife thrust, and takeing advantage of his adversary's overextened position, grabs the knife-wielding arm and pulls it away from the man, unbalancing him.

"Sorry...I thought you were polit..." Logan began sarcastically then stopped as he saw her breasts, and then her face.

"H-holy shit! The only porn star I've ever met before was my little cousin!"
Nadja stared at him, puzzled. Then, all in a sudden, she laughed. But it was a nervous laugh. She took his hand.

"Please... please... get me out of here."

The man keeps shocking Bob with the tazer even though he's clearly nutralized, "These two jumped me, so I fought back."

"I am helping the policeman, yes no." The Burgher kicked Jay, delicately.

OOC: he's out of uniform, and just where was he that he overheard the police comment?

He was trying to talk to Nadja when the officer said that.

Alright.

Jay rolls out of the way of the kick, and makes his way up. He imitates a karate stance, and shouts, "WTF man, BRING IT!"

A man in a police officer uniform comes up behind Bob, and hits him across the neck with a night stick. "You ok, Bill?" Bill stands up, ands pats him self off. "Yeah."

Bob falls on the ground, momentarilly stunned. Jay rushes to his rescue, jump-kicking the uniformed officers back. Bob gets up and runs into the subway station in the confusion, with Jay running behind him. They jump the ticket stall and run into the train just as the door closes.

Alright.

Jay rolls out of the way of the kick, and makes his way up. He imitates a karate stance, and shouts, "WTF man, BRING IT!"

The Burgher kicks him in the groin.

"Sorry...I thought you were polit..." Logan began sarcastically then stopped as he saw her breasts, and then her face.

"H-holy shit! The only porn star I've ever met before was my little cousin!"
Nadja stared at him, puzzled. Then, all in a sudden, she laughed. But it was a nervous laugh. She took his hand.

"Please... please... get me out of here."

Embarrassed by the stickiness of his hand, he quickly remembered and pulled back.

Bill helps up the uniformed police officer, and asks "What we're we talking about again?" "Damn your short term memory loss!"

Alright.

Jay rolls out of the way of the kick, and makes his way up. He imitates a karate stance, and shouts, "WTF man, BRING IT!"

The Burgher kicks him in the groin.

OOC: Sorry, too late for that.

Jay and Silent Bob collapse against a pair of subway seats. "Now WTF was that all about? Who was that chick? Who was that dude that attacked me? Why were you being attacked by a cop?"

Silent Bob mearly sighs and holds up his hand to stem the flood of questions. By now Jay knows that he won't get his awnsers.

Embarrassed by the stickiness of his hand, he quickly remembered and pulled back.
She looked around. The men were still fighting on the other side of the road.

"Pleeeeaaaase," she asked again with a charmingly tiny little voice.

Jesse Richmond and Chester Greenburg from 'Dude, where's my car?' walk up to Jay and Silent Bob on the train. "Dudes, have you seen my car?" Jesse asks.

Embarrassed by the stickiness of his hand, he quickly remembered and pulled back.
She looked around. The men were still fighting on the other side of the road.

"Pleeeeaaaase," she asked again with a charmingly tiny little voice.

His imagination running wild, he put his arm around her waist, and quickly walked towards the other entrance to the subway station where his car was parked.

He loved his wife...but then again...he loved his mom...and he didn't get her a present every year...

"Thank you," Nadja muttered more to herself than to Logan.

OOC: Anywhere special you want him to take her?

Jesse Richmond and Chester Greenburg from 'Dude, where's my car?' walk up to Jay and Silent Bob on the train. "Dudes, have you seen my car?" Jesse asks.

Jay looks up and says "WTF" unabreviated of course. "How the Fark should I know where your fscking car is?"

OOC: Jay and Silent Bob are a lot better than those too, in acting and creative insight by the director/writer.

"Dude, no reason to get angry about it, I'm just like looking for my car, dude." Jesse says. "Yeah dude, he's just looking for his car, dude." Chester says.

((I know, I just picked them because I couldn't think of any thing else. ^_^*))

OOC: Anywhere special you want him to take her?
OOC: surprise me ;)

Bob rolls his eyes, and makes a rare lapse in his silence, "It is better not to speak that to spite your mouth with ever spoken word."

Jay looks at him, confused over WTF had just been said.

"Dude, calm down, because dude, it's like we all got to calm down in like life dude." Chester says. "Yeah dudes. So have you seen my car?" Jesse asks again.

Jay awnsers, "We're Farking underground arn't we? How the FSCK are we supposed to see a car? AND HTF are we supposed to know WTF your car looks like anyway?"

"Dude, like calm down, and like here, I'll like explain what it looks like," Jesses says, "It like has 4 weels, and like is white, and is like got windows..." Jesse rambles on about normal things on cars.

Two cars rounded the corner. One of them on fire. The car that was on fire hit Logan's car, totalling it. The flames quickly spread. The other car pulled up, the door opened, and a man in a black suit stepped out.

"Damn't..."

Pulling out his cellphone, he spoke, "Sorry boss, but the guy's dead...yes sir...okay sir..."

Putting his cellphone away, he glanced around.

Two cars rounded the corner. One of them on fire. The car that was on fire hit Logan's car, totalling it. The flames quickly spread. The other car pulled up, the door opened, and a man in a black suit stepped out.

"Damn't..."

Pulling out his cellphone, he spoke, "Sorry boss, but the guy's dead...yes sir...okay sir..."

Putting his cellphone away, he glanced around.

EDITED INSULT...

"Dude, like calm down, and like here, I'll like explain what it looks like," Jesses says, "It like has 4 weels, and like is white, and is like got windows..." Jesse rambles on about normal things on cars.

Lucky while Jesses's still talking, the train stops at a station, and Jay and Bob make a quick(read: running like deamons were behind them) and quiet(to a deaf man) exit.

"WTF were those guys? I've never been that messed up on crack, have I?"

Bob shrugs, and the walk out on to the city streets to see an commotion a few blocks down. Bob points and the two begin running toward the commotion. If it got physical, insurance fraud was always a good way to pick up a few bucks.

:cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry:

sorry...


:cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry:

Jesse looks at Chester "Dude, where did they go?" Chester shruged, "I don't know dude." They get out on the next stop.

OOC: blah...me too...

bad night RL...


Two cars rounded the corner. One of them on fire. The car that was on fire hit Logan's car, totalling it. The flames quickly spread. The other car pulled up, the door opened, and a man in a black suit stepped out.

"Damn't..."

Pulling out his cellphone, he spoke, "Sorry boss, but the guy's dead...yes sir...okay sir..."

Putting his cellphone away, he glanced around.

Ok...

1. You have to give me a chance to make a move - ie. try to avoid the burning car
2. I'm the one who determins if the car is totalled or not
3. I'm the one who determins if my character dies, and Underaloz determins if his/her character dies.

So you see...you post just abruptly ended the RP...horribly...

Sorry about the emotional explosion though...completely my bad man.

OOC: Did someone drop you or were you born
retarded? You don't have to go to hell...but at least get you god-modding self the hell out of this thread.
OOC: Woah! Now that's harsh. It's all right, Five Civilized Nations, we all screw up sometimes.

bad night RL...


Not an excuse...but...

OOC: I'm sorry... Let me rewrite my post here...

IC:

Two cars rounded the corner. One of them on fire. The car that was on fire hit Logan's car. The flames began to spread. The other car pulled up, the door opened, and a man in a black suit stepped out.

"Damn't..."

Pulling out his cellphone, he spoke, "Sorry boss, but the guy's dead...yes sir...okay sir..."

Putting his cellphone away, he ran to Logan's car and began trying to help...

OOC: Once again, I'm sorry... I'm a little whipped from a Thanksgiving bash...

...yeah... :?

...yeah... :?
ooc: well, as far as I know, we are NOT into the car yet...