Hey Ma, Grandpa's Blowing Up The House Again!

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[Hey DR, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but something is about to blow up in about oh say... now.

It's a big explosion. Very noisy. And for that matter, fairly late at night.

Anyone brave enough to go see what caused it will find this Vexen looking dazed and confused, sprawled on his back in a bedroom which he's converted into a make-shift lab.

Heaven only knows what the man was attempting to do...]

((OOC:Crack!Vexen for your enjoyment. Someone's been inhaling lab fumes too long... Info in profile. Not to be taken seriously.))

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[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

[ Have a more insane Superior standing at the door with a look of disdain on his face. ]

Vexen. What the fuck.

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[He stares up at the ceiling for a good minute or two before he turns his head to give Xemnas a slightly creepy grin.]

Ooops?

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

No, not 'ooops', you fuckwad. That woke me up, and that's not good for someone like me. Now, clean this shit up, and I swear to god, if I hear something like this again, I am shoving all of my knives so far up your arse, you'll be able to taste your own shit.

[ *_* expression. ]

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

I think someone needs to sit on Grandpa's lap and let him tell them a bedtime story.

[Still laying in the middle of the floor in the wreckage of his failed experiment.]

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

I think someone needs to be castrated.

[ and a giggle slips-- ]

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

Been there, done that.

[He says it in almost a singsong tone.]

It's not as if I've been using it anyway.

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

Oh, so you are now a woman?

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[Hang on, lifting the top of his pants and glancing in vaguely.]

Mmmm... Nope.

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

Oh. How disappointing, I was hoping to meet a female Vexen today.

[ SADFACE. ]

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[SADFACE right back at Xemnas.]

I bet my grandkids would love me more if I was a Grandma.

That's why you won't sit on Grandpa's lap isn't it?

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

[There's an answering roar from not too far away, which more than likely sets a few things to rattling. Explosions usually mean battles and that's one of the few things that will always get Xigbar's attention.]

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

Whoaaah...

[He lays there on the floor as the room shakes, ignoring as bottles and jars and the like fall around him and smash.]

I think I might be high...

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

[A moment or so later, there's a dragon poking as much of his head through the door as he can manage. The place isn't really built for dragons, unfortunately.]

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[Stare]

A dragon.

Yes, I would say this is the best high I've ever had.

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

Only if the best high can kill you.

[That might just be a familiar voice, if he only bothers to imagine it a good deal less deep and rumbling.]

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

I was really hoping to see Puff the magic dragon. Your a bit of a dissapointment in comparrison.

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

Who names a dragon 'Puff'?

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

Jackie Paper.

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

...Who?

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

For a dragon you don't know much about famous dragons.

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

Why should I have, if they don't fight?

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

You tell me. Your the dragon.

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

I'm not about to fight someone with a name like 'Puff'. It'd be demeaning.

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

You don't fight him anyway. He takes you on a maaagical adventure.

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

[Xigbar just snorts. Why would he want to go on something like that?]

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

[ducks to avoid whatever the hell might explode next]

Doctor Even...?!

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

Ye----s?

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

[sighs, maybe it's best not to know what exactly's going on] Are you alright?

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[It's doubtful Vexen really knows what's going on himself anyway.]

Mmmm... That depends. Am I purple?

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

[takes a good look at him and shakes head] Don't think so, Doctor.

But hmm, you aren't the Doctor I know, right?

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't look like he's in any hurry to move from his spot on the floor.]

Yes, I'm the doctor. Do you need me to do some doctoring?

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

[takes a step back] Not really.

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[He gets up off the ground, for a moment just brushing off anything stuck to his coat--and then he takes a step towards you.]

I'm very good at it you know.

[frisbeeoflight.livejournal.com]

[and another step back] Yeah, sure, got that memorized. Sorry, I'm perfectly healthy.

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[This is his dissapointed face.]

Then what do you want? Candy? [Digging in pocket.] I have candy!