Turtle & Canary; Sunday [1/20]

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

Doom was prepared for the NFL's Championship Sunday. That is, he was ignoring it completely and might shoot anyone who talked to him about sports with magic fire. Apu, meanwhile, made sure there was a nice display with chips and dip and drinks.

Doom considered knocking it down. Meanie.

Today's Squishy flavors: Grape Judas, Cherry Doom, Pigskin (not made with real pig)

Comments

Mod Apu

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

He's nice!

Re: Mod Apu

[redintraining.livejournal.com]

Sky wasn't very anxious to wander into Turtle & Canary on a day where Dr. Doom was working, as Doom's very appearance scared him, but his Grape Judas craving could not be denied. Even though he could quit. Any time he wanted. He was just in the mood for one, that was all.

"Ah, good afternoon, scowling sir!" Apu greeted him cheerfully. "You are here for your usual Grape Judas, yes?"

" 'Scowling sir'?" Sky repeated, not realizing he had been doing so, and forcing a smile instead. "Uh, yes please, Apu and Bob."

"One medium Grape Judas!" Apu handed Sky the precious treat, and Sky paid him, thanking Apu and walking out to the usual "Thank you, come again!" ringing in his ears.

Talk to Doom

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

He's mean!

Re: Talk to Doom

[withoutverona]

Though Rikku's theft had spoiled some of his fun, Frank found one last check he thought he might be able to float for an extra couple hundred. "Hey," he greeted the ... entirely disconcerting costumed guy behind the counter. "Can you cash checks here? I'm in a bind."

Re: Talk to Doom

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

"There's a bank on the island if you wish to cash a check. If you wish to use a check here, you must purchase something," Doom said. Doom didn't know if this was the actual policy. He also didn't care if it was the actual policy. He gained nothing from being helpful.

Re: Talk to Doom

[withoutverona]

"The bank's open on Sunday here?" Frank asked, caught off-guard. "All the ones in New Y- back home would be closed."

Re: Talk to Doom

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

"No, it's not," Doom said. "So you'll have to wait until tomorrow or sign the check over to the store to purchase something."

Re: Talk to Doom

[withoutverona]

"Works for me," Frank said. He went off into the shelves of the store, then returned with a candy bar and a check doctored to look like a Pan Am paycheck for $300. "I just need a little extra cash to get back to LAX. They have me flying to Hawaii tomorrow."

Re: Talk to Doom

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

Doom glared at the supposed pilot with distrust. "You truly expect to pay for a candy bar with a three hundred dollar check? Show your identification to Doom!"

Re: Talk to Doom

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

There was a bright flash of light and... well it was like a horrible Siamese twin that was pulling itself apart there.

"Oooo! Cheetos!" Wade snagged some for the next time he had a moment to actually eat."

Re: Talk to Doom

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

War ripped himself away from Deadpool yet again, skin slamming back together as it tore. "This is getting tedious," he snarled, knocking back at Deadpool.

Re: Talk to Doom

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

Doom's math had just been questioned. He was not in the mood for foolishness.

Then again, he never was. "What is it you want? Either of you, Doom doesn't care which."

Re: Talk to Doom

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

...

Wade stared. "QUICK! Use your crazy powers to distract him while I save the robo-pup!"

Re: Talk to Doom

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

War growled. "I am here to crush the weak underneath my boot, as is the duty of the strong!"

And twisted in the confusion, moving for a walloping punch at Wade's face.

Re: Talk to Doom

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

"You wish to destroy the security dog?" Doom asked. "Destroy the Squishy machine if you must. The dog, however, may still prove useful in the future."

Doom was a good employee.

Re: Talk to Doom

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

After the fight had ended and the store looked... well, Wexler was fortunate that Madrox was working tomorrow and could clean up the mess with several of himself if Apu didn't get it taken care of tonight... Doom took a seat behind the counter. He needed rest. "Apu. Put my gauntlets back behind the counter. If they remain on Doom's hands, the next person through that door will die."

Apu took the gauntlets and hid them under the counter. That way it would take Doom a few extra seconds to find them if he wanted to kill someone. Extra seconds for Apu to escape.

Of course, when the delivery guy showed up at the end of the day with Doom's order from last week, the excitement of that combined with the frustrations of earlier in the day caused him to completely forget about the gauntlets.

Re: Talk to Doom

[woofbloodywoof.livejournal.com]

Sometime after the fight, a small grey, smelly dog picked through the wreckage of the store and attempted to abscond with a large amount of beef jerky.

Re: Talk to Doom

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

"Dog!" Doom yelled. "DROP THE JERKY AND LEAVE NOW."

Re: Talk to Doom

[woofbloodywoof.livejournal.com]

The dog froze, and there was a muffled mumble that sounded exactly like someone attempting to say "Don't be silly, dogs don't understand Human" while holding something in their mouth.

And then the dog ran for the door as fast as he could.

Re: Talk to Doom

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

Doom didn't feel like giving chase, so he merely fired a mystical blast the dog's way. If he got lucky the infernal thing would die and he'd be able to retrieve the jerky.

Re: Talk to Doom

[woofbloodywoof.livejournal.com]

Gaspode was well-acquainted with things flying at him while he was "appropriating" things -- usually rocks, shoes, or some sort of rotten vegetable, but mystic blasts weren't entirely unknown to him. So while he would have dodged perfectly well, fank you very much, his bum leg let him down and the blast singed his tail. He let out a yelp -- dropping the jerky, wouldn't you know -- and kept running out the door.

"Bloody wizards!"

Re: Talk to Doom

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

"Apu. Retrieve the food. And clean it," Doom ordered. "And make sure our damned security robot is working."

OOC

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

They should totally make out.

Re: OOC

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

I did not need that mental image.

Re: OOC

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

Yeah you did. Trust me on this.