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Post by Lunah on Mar 1, 2010 21:56:43 GMT -5
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Post by Lunah on Mar 1, 2010 21:57:15 GMT -5
reposting so it's not at the bottom of the page
Chang Wufei had woken up that morning thinking he would enjoy warm weather and sunny beaches.
Chang Wufei thought very, very wrong.
In fact, when he woke up that morning, thinking he would enjoy the day, it took all of five minutes for him to realize otherwise. Fully dressed in a bathing suit and robes, Wufei stepped out of his hotel room to be greeted by a bright-faced, smiling, twelve year old girl.
"....yes?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at the diminutive child.
There was a moment of silence, and then -
"GUYS! I FOUND HIM! THE PILOT!" Wufei looked up, alarmed, and noticed another girl standing in the hallway several yards in front of him. She wasn't alone for long - within seconds, a group of nine or ten girls were storming his way, all screaming something illegible.
"WHAT THE FU-" Wufei quickly slammed the door closed, locking it just seconds before the pounding began. He stepped back, shaking, and tumbled back into bed, burying his head under the pillow.
"This is a nightmare, Wufei," he told himself, "just - pretend - it's not real..."
Outside, the screaming continued.
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poshu
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Post by poshu on Mar 1, 2010 22:21:52 GMT -5
Sally was having such a nice sleep.. dreaming of one of the latest young actors she'd seen on television. Something involving a margarita and a beach scene. Your standard woman's paradise. But there was something drawing her mind away from the skimpy bathing suits and the salty rimmed-glass.
Something noisy.
She grumbled from where she lay in her bed. "Turn it off..." whoever that was with the radio,it was too loud. Her brain decided to meld the screaming shrill voices it heard in reality into her dream. Someone on the beach now had a radio that only played the screams of fan-girls.
"Ugh... so annoying. Who is that?" she rolled over, someone make it stop... she was sleeping so well before. But the voices were relentless.
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Post by Lunah on Mar 1, 2010 22:42:10 GMT -5
Wufei risked pulling his head out from under the covers. No, they were still there, screaming bloody mercy. "I need backup," he realized out loud. There was no way in hell he would try to get through that crowd.
Leaning back against the headboard, Wufei eyed the hotel telephone on the night stand next to him. If he wasn't mistaken, Sally was a late sleeper. She would still be in her room - probably taking hours to get dressed, Wufei thought to himself grumpily. Still, she could be of use to him now.
He picked up the phone, dialed four numbers quickly, and let it ring for a minute, all the while thinking of how badly he would hurt her if she didn't answer the phone.
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poshu
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Post by poshu on Mar 1, 2010 22:45:23 GMT -5
And it rang four or five times before there was sound indicating the phone had been picked up and several seconds before a sleepy voice answered.
"Mnn...Hello?" who was it at this hour? Someone who had ruined her perfectly good fantasy dream, that was who. They were going to pay. She didn't remember having asked for a wake-up call and if this was the hotel staff she'd be chewing someone out. She was a nice lady but don't think she didn't know how to stick it to someone.
"What is it?" she was still tired but the beginnings of grumpiness could be heard in her voice.
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Post by twilistarr on Mar 1, 2010 22:58:21 GMT -5
((Yay first post as Quatre, hope I did okay... Tried to set up for the others so they have something to post off of, I left it kind of vague. X3))
All he wanted was a nice little vacation away from all the hustle and bustle of being a Winner heir. Honestly, people didn't understand how tiring it all was, Quatre couldn't stand the hefty family name packed behind it sometimes. So thats what this vacation to earth was for, he had left late the other night from L4.
No paperwork, no meetings, no servants, no nothing. The blond just wanted to be selfish for once and enjoy the beaches of Cuba with his old comrades. Earlier the week before he had even invited his friends from the war to join him, figuring this was the perfect time to get everyone together again.
Just like old times...Quatre smiled, it hadn't been easy, Trowa and Duo didn't accept charity well in the least. But with a bit of coaxing and puppy dog eyes he had managed to get them to come, hopefully Duo was even able to get the ever reclusive Heero to come along as well. Wufei on the other hand, no one seemed to be able to get ahold of. The Chinese pilot had just dropped off the map so unfortunately their reunion would be one short...
And with that thought shrill screaming pierced Quatre's ears causing the blond to retreat with a pillow over his head.
What on earth was that god awful noise??? It sounded fairly farther down the hall and yet it had the same effect as though it was right outside his door. Once the noise died down to just the sound of pounding, Quatre managed to get out of bed and make it to the door. He opened it a sliver and peering out into the hall to see what the fuss was about.
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Post by Lunah on Mar 1, 2010 23:09:58 GMT -5
"Save me," Wufei said bluntly. "I have screaming - I don't even know. Believe me, Po, I wouldn't be calling you if I didn't absolutely need it. Absolutely, absolutely need it. I need a distraction to get them away."
He looked out the window, wondering briefly if it was worth it, then shaking his head firmly. There were no open windows near by, and more likely than not the windows were firmly locked anyway. "Just come to my room. You'll see them. They're everywhere."
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Post by zwolf on Mar 2, 2010 4:20:48 GMT -5
((Seems I'm a little late! But to help things along, I'll help man the crazy fans))
When Quatre looked out his door, all there was to see were the backs of fangirls at the end of the hall. Perhaps what he hadn't antipated on were more coming. A small group of more fangirls stopped dead in track, seeing the slightly ajar hotel room door. They did not see Quatre but they did deduce that one Gundam pilot usually meant there was another.
"Are you a Gundam pilot? Sir! Sir!" The smaller group started yelling as they rushed Quatre's door. [whether they win or Quatre wins is up to you, twilistarr!]
Meanwhile, in the back of the hotel, first floor, another resident was up. Heero had given Quatre affirmation that he would come, but did not accept the room reserved for him. He had chosen his own. As much as he'd rather stay in and avoid all the ruckus he was hearing, he knew he would not get away with it. Dressed in the appropriate attire of beach ware, trunks and a loose shirt over it, Heero left his own room--thankfully in a hallway less travelled--and headed for the back exit.
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halogazer
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To outer space, every one of us! *fist pump*
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Post by halogazer on Mar 2, 2010 6:05:05 GMT -5
(YAY! So glad this has kicked off! I hope mine's okay!)
Duo pushed the curtain away from the window, peering down at the green foliage surrounding the hotel. It was a welcoming scene for him; he was kinda glad that he had accepted Quatre's invitation to meet him down here for a vacation. He didn't think he would have a difficult time relaxing with his former war comrades.
"Well, guess I better go find Quatre," he said aloud, pushing himself from the windowsill. Already clad in comfortable shorts and a tank top, he strode over to his front door, his hand reaching out for the doorknob.
There was a collective sound of female shrieking from the hallway, causing him to jerk his hand back. With confused, furrowed brows, he pressed his ear to the door, wondering just what the hell was going on. He heard a woman scream, "I found him! I found the Gundam pilot!"
With eyes wide, he spun around, pressing his back hard against the cool wood of the door. "What the hell is going on?" He half-expected for his door to crash down around him, becoming swarmed with oodles of beach-clad women who wished to all but worship him.
A smile spread across his lips. "Fangirls, huh? Well, if I can fight White Fang, then I can take care of this. Should be fun." He turned around, smoothing his palms over the crisp wrinkles of his tank top, and settled his hand on the doorknob, preparing to make his grand entrance.
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poshu
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Post by poshu on Mar 2, 2010 9:18:06 GMT -5
"Huh?" Sally was alert after hearing that. "Wufei you don't yourself...is there someone attacking?" there was a shuffling indicating she was geting dressed and gathering her supplies. She was on a vacation but a soldier never went anywhere totally unarmed. "How many are there? I'll be there in about two minutes. Can you hold them off from where you are?" as she spoke her voice got more and more alert. She wa ready for action but... this was no way to start a day.
[[Going to post Aki and Sally together, make it easier. For those who don't know, Aki is Howard's daughter and she was used by the five scientists as a puppet/lab rat to perfect the Gundam's piloting and attack programs. She's a friend of the Gundam Pilots. Imagine her as an otherwise nice girl who is a very good fighter but has PTSD
Not to say that Aki expected to be catered to at an point. Not at all, her dad taught her better than that. But when she got that message from Quatre... despite wanting to pay her own way and all, she had to accept. She never expected to see the five boys again after the war, though she often longed to. Quatre seemed to be on the same wavelength, but he had the means and connections to make this all happen, which she was truly grateful for.
What had started as the beginnings of an awesome reunion was spiraling into some chaotic mish-mash. Aki rose almost with the sun, and she heard the cries of fangirls. Huh? Who was... what was that some girl scout troupe or something? Somebody shut them up... But then they started shrieking about 'Gundam Pilots' and the woman got very stiff.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me."
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halogazer
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To outer space, every one of us! *fist pump*
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Post by halogazer on Mar 2, 2010 10:18:38 GMT -5
Duo swung his door open with profound confidence, strolling rather casually out into the hallway to meet his adoring fans. Only they weren't there anymore. He could hear the shouts from either around the corner, or from the nearby elevator. Which it was, he couldn't tell. The women's shouts seemed to be coming from everywhere.
Rubbing his hand against the back of his neck, a brow arched over a very confused violet eye. "Well, that's weird. I wonder what's going on." He pulled his door shut and strolled down the hallway, hands buried deep in the pockets of his khaki shorts. "I wonder who those girls are going after. One of the others." He couldn't help but chuckle. "Hopefully not Heero. He'll probably try the whole "mission accepted" thing and blow them all up."
Duo's laugh rumbled through the empty hallway and walked to the elevator, although he didn't know where he should even go. He didn't know where any of his friends were staying. "If I can find those girls, I can find one of the guys, and we can all figure out what the hell is going on. All I know is that I'm not letting Heero blow up any pretty babes, crazy or not."
The elevator doors slid open, and as he took his first step forward, he found that he wasn't alone.
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Post by twilistarr on Mar 2, 2010 12:36:41 GMT -5
((Haha secret agent Quatre... Old habits die hard. XD))
Quatre whipped his head around when he heard the other group address him shrilling and his blue eyes widened as they rushed the door. Lucky for him he had only had it open a sliver and easily shut them out before they could barge in and do who knows what.
"L-ladies please..." The blond pleaded, only to be answered with squeals from beyond the door. Fangirls?! What were they doing here? How did they even know he was here? Did they know the others were here as well?
The gundam pilots had quite a following after the war considering how hated they were during it, had this gathering somehow leaked?
So much for a relaxing vacation...Obviously being stalked by rapid fans didn't fit into Quatre's definition of relaxing.
Beating on the door persisted and Quatre's tactical mind went into overdrive, obviously the door was a non-exit so how on earth was he going to get out of this room and find the others before they too were mobbed. That is if they weren't already, Quatre shuddered to think what Heero would do, hopefully he had left his gun at home...
Scanning the room with a calculating gaze, Quatre ended up at the window trying to figure the distance from his room to the ground. It was a good amount of feet, but not impossible. If the fangirls didn't leave or he wasn't rescued by someone he was satisfied that he had a plan of some sort, the blond hurried to get dressed in proper beach attire so he could make his escape down the side of the building. Heh, just like old times, he felt like he might as well have been escaping an Oz base. The blond would just have to relent to the fact that his life would always be anything but normal.
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Post by Lunah on Mar 2, 2010 15:32:04 GMT -5
Wufei gave a brief affirmative before hanging up on Sally, looking out the door shakily. Slowly, Wufei made his way to the door, taking a deep breath after every step. "You can do this," he whispered to himself.
He opened the door - goddamit, he thought, as he was flooded by girls. He was drawn into the crowd almost immediately, feeling far too many hands invading his privacy. Alarmed, Wufei struggled to get through the crowd, but they seem to have multiplied - there was another patch down the hall - no, wait, it looked.... as though they were a different patch entirely - what?
The girls on the other end of the hall were shouting a name - a very specific name, in fact. A very familiar name. "Quatre!"
Quatre? Dammit! Wufei attempted to shake off the girls again, as one had just made a grab for his crotch and he was now feeling extremely violent. "SALLY!" he called, cursing for the damned woman to show up.
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Post by zwolf on Mar 2, 2010 15:37:49 GMT -5
((since Heero is getting away, I'm willing to do more fangirls...ah haha X3 sorry it's in a bit of a rush, too))
Correct, Duo is not alone in his elevator. There is only one young girl, probably not even a preteen yet though she's dressed to try and look like one. Her eyes widened at seeing the former Deathscythe pilot step in with her. She offered a shy, "Hi"....while her hand snuck out her very decorated cell phone. She tried to hide it, glancing down to it as she hurried a text to the other girls in the hotel on the hunt for G pilots.
Meanwhile, those fangirls at Quatre's door were now certain a pilot was in there. They pounded on his door, calling out sweetly for him. They were not going to let him get away!
...However, else where in the area, Heero has helped himself to a drink, pondering what's taking everyone so long. Surely they aren't being held back by those girls. They fought a war, after all. He looked back to the hotel...and saw Quatre looking out the window. ...A cock of the head. Is the blonde...really stuck?
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Post by Lunah on Mar 2, 2010 15:42:56 GMT -5
ooc// that bastard, Heero! XD
Frustrated, Wufei forced his way through the female crowd, looking wildly for any possibly presence of Sally. She wasn't coming fast enough for him, so Wufei aimed for the elevator - it would offer a possible means of escape. He burst through the crowd and raced towards the sweet escape, too fast for the girls. Wu jammed the button quickly, and the door opened, revealing - Duo. Wha...? Oh, and a little girl, but he paid her no mind. She looked too young to be a fan girl. Too hurried for introductions, Wufei jammed himself into the elevator, already pressing the shut button before the fangirls could reach him again.
Panting against the elevator walls, Wufei smashed the button that said 'L' repeatedly, as though pressing it harder would make the elevator go faster.
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