If I can't be sucessfull as a henchman...
Or getting a solid girlfriend....
[i]or trying to get into the ELE....
What can I do?[/i]
Moist played with the idea of doing something dangerous.
Trying to stirr up trouble with one of Dr. Horrible's old guns he never used.
That could be a riot.
But that would just lead him straight to jail.
Which would mean no moisturize machine...
Which meant his skin-decease would come back.
He frowned to himself, trying to think of what to do.
"I know a lot about him, it's just..." And, alass, another screw-up that day for Mr. Terrible. At this rate, he'd never get into the ELE, save himself from probably getting put into the hospital by Captain Hammer, or get a date with that chick from earlier. Sighing, he fell back onto his bed.
G'night, myself. he thought, closing his eyes and trying to fall asleep.
Angel looked around, not really sure where to go. She could just stand there, waiting, but that would make her look dumb. She had to stay no the move. So, with that, Angel statred walking down a hallway, hoping that her plan would work. She didn't know where she was walking to though.
[align=center][font=arial][size=8]Lychee looked up, puzzled. She heard a moise, but then shrugged and dismissed it. Putting her dishes in the sink and telling herself she would do it tomorrow, she quickly checked on her phone.
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It was time for the meeting. Bad Horse allowed himself a smile as the villains began to file into the meeting room, where a long table and chairs were. Of course, the table and chairs weren't as nice as his desk and chair, but they were nice enough. He leaned back in his large chair, tapping his fingers, waiting.
Moist felt his mind go numb from the thoughts,
Thinking where he had gone wrong.
Was it as a kid? When he joined Horrible?
Maybe he just needed to be a better vilian.
Electra paused at the door and bit her lipsticked lip, wondering if she should enter.
Angel continued to walk, looking around. How would she know when the meeting would start? She only wanted to join the ELE, though there was no way to do that if she didn't even know where anything in the building was. However, she would keep walking around, hoping to walk around. That's when she came upon a room. The door was open, and villians were walking in. And at the table? Bad Horse himself. The young girl looked into the room, but did not yet step in.
Skye walked around, her hands swinging from side to side. I. Am. So. BORED!!! She thought. "I wish something exciting would happen." She muttered. That how her life was like. Boring.
[align=center][font=arial][size=8]Lychee put down her phone and was about to go to bed, when she paused at the door and peeked in the peephole. Yes, there was someone here! Making sure the door was locked, she put her crystal dagger on her bedside table and got under the covers, turning off the light.
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Bad Horse looked at the camera on his desk, seeing a young girl at the door. His brow furrowed; who was she, and why was she here?
Angel glanced over at Electra, but she didn't keep the young girl's attention for long. She looked back into the room. There was Bad Horse, so close, but so far away...
Moist's eyes flickered to Skye.
Maybe he'd do something small like.... like...
Steal her purse! Yes! Perfect!
Start off small.
He walked over to her, trying to look cassual over it, hands in his pockets.
"I can see you you know." DShe said, with glancing at his direction.
[align=center][font=arial][size=8]Lychee put down her phone and was about to go to bed, when she paused at the door and peeked in the peephole. Yes, there was someone here! Making sure the door was locked, she put her crystal dagger on her bedside table and got under the covers, turning off the light.
The light slowly flickered back on as the door creeped open
"Looks like I found you." A familiar, cold voice hissed.
"I can see you you know." DShe said, with glancing at his direction.
".... Maybe I wasin't trying to sneak."
Moist said quickly.
You're not gonna sleep, you idiot. Terrible thought as he sat up, sitting on the edge of his bed.
"Well then what should I do, go for a walk?" he asked himself. Yeah, whatever. He hadn't had a good walk in a while. Wasn't like he had anything else to do. Getting off of his bed, he grabbed his anti-Hammer hoodie, that had Captain Hammers' logo in the middle, with two large red lines in the shape of an X covering it up, and pulled it over his head. Flipping the hoodie part over his head, he walked out of his room and began to make his way down the stairs to go on a midnight walk.
Angel looked at Bad Horse, and saw his expression. He probably saw her, but that was no surprise; most people were surprised by her level of intelligence.
".... Maybe I wasin't trying to sneak."
Moist said quickly.
She cocked an eybrow. "Really?"
"..... No. I was just walking in your direction."
The sweaty villian said stiffly, hoping she'd go along with it.
"Ha! Yeah right! I can tell by the tone of your voice that your lying. My dad was a Police Officer, so I know!"
"Okay, okay. Whatever. I am not a good henchman anyways...."
Moist sighed, running his hands through his damp hair,
"Could you just pitty me here and hand me your purse and say I stole it?"
[align=center][font=arial][size=8][ by the way, astrum, bad horse is a horse. xD the person behind bad horse uses cameras and a speaker/microphone to hear, talk, and see everything going on. ]
Lychee jumped up and grabbed her dagger expertly. "What do you want?" She felt a little silly in her pajamas, but didn't let it faze her.
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Bad Horse tapped his finger on his desk - an annoying habit of his - finally pressing the blue button on his desk and saying, "Who are you, girl?"