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WHO: James and Alex
WHERE: some building in some street.
WHEN: During this post.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: James found a club house for the club that was supposed to be a joke.
FORMAT: Quick to start, then whatever.

[He hadn't been serious at all, and he doubted the kid - Alexander, according to the comm - had been as well, when they'd discussed their so-called club for Porter's favorites. But when James had stumbled upon the place, he couldn't resist.

The discovery had been entirely coincidental. The place was in the same small, rundown and mostly abandoned street that his workshop was located in. He'd been testing out a new explosive gum in a house nearby when he accidentally blew down the wall that separated the kitchen and the living room, and well. The resulting space just looked perfect for club house purposes. So, in his boredom, he tidied the place up and made it cozier.

Today he'd decided to add the finishing touch by hanging up a banner (reading in big letters 'IN 'N OUT') and call the kid over. Now all there was to do was wait and see if the kid would show.]

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[ There was a mild surprise in finding out that the club he so jokingly co-created with a complete stranger was beginning to become a reality. He didn't mind, though. Alex was bored, the City, as chaotic as it can be, was boring him. There were no missions here and that left him with an excessive amount of free time.

He arrived at what would become their club house. The house looked fitting for them, it was modest in size and the area was quiet, they could avoid attention from cityzens.

Alex knocked on the door and waited patiently to be let inside. ]

[ He wasn't sure if the kid would show, after all they were complete strangers to each other, but the knock on the door makes any more wondering unnecessary.

The door is opened quickly to reveal a beaming James. ] You showed! Come in, come in. [ The words are accompanied by a grand gesture for Alex to enter as James steps aside to let him in. ]

[ Alex gives James a very brief suspicious look before settling on a smirk and nod. ] How could I not? [ He accepts the invitation inside. The house was just as cozy as he figured it would be. This pleased him ]

Oh here, I brought the goods. [ He hands him a bag full of snacks and the ingredients to make the s'mores. ] Hope you have a microwave, unless you don't mind having a campfire inside the house.

Great, thanks. [He takes the bag with a grin, the suspicious look going completely ignored, before moving to put the bag on the counter.]

I've got a microwave here, but there's also a garden. It's not very big, but you could make a campfire there.

So, what do you think of the place?

It's not that bad. [ he wanders around while chewing up, occasionaly blwoing a bubble a bubble. He notices the banner ] The banner is a nice touch.

How did you find this place?

Figured it would be. [He leans back against the counter casually, watching Alex explore.]

I knew the area from the first time I got here, I found it while I was testing out some of my stuff.

Oh yeah? [ he turns to look at James, a hint of curiosity in his voice ] What kind of stuff?

[James grins a 'glad you asked' sort of grin and, without a word, fishes a yo-yo out of his pocket and holds it out for Alex to take.]

[ Alex tilts his head slightly at the offer.

After a moment, he takes it. ] You test yo-yos?

[James has to suppress a laugh at that and shakes his head.]

No. Just try it. [If Alex will be so inclined, he'll find that you yo-yo has retractable blades when spun.]

[ He shrugs and complies, releasing the yo-yo so it could spin down and return

only when the yo-you drops, Alex is pleasantly surprised by what the toy is able to do. ]

So let me get this straight, you make what are supposed to be harmless toys...harmful. [ More than anything else, Alex is amused by the yo-yo. ]

That's one way of putting it. [He's smirking, proudly.]

I was testing out a new explosive gum when I found this place.

[ he continues to play with the yo-yo ]

Is there a reason why you do all this?

[James is not in a hurry to get it back, so he lets him.]

What, the toys? They were part of— a job, you could call it, and they still prove useful from time to time.

Why bother with a pocket knife when you have a bladed yo-yo, yeah?

[ he laughs a bit to himself ]

You're like a dangerous version of Willy Wonka.

Exactly the point! Plus, it gives you a great advantage.

[he snorts.]

Unfortunately I don't own a chocolate factory.

No one ever suspect toys to actually be weapons. Nice.

[ he looks over to James and grins ]

Or Oompa Loompas.

Yup! Getting people to underestimate you always works in your favor.

[he returns the grin with a smile before pretending to look thoughtful.]

An army of Oompa Loompas could be quite useful.

That's true.

[ heh, these two ]

They might be but I don't think their usefulness would outweigh the annoying musicals we'd have to endure.

[they're impossible.]

Well, if the urge to burst out into song hits them, we could always send them out into the City and let them annoy other people instead of us.

We'd indirectly become two of the largest menaces to society through Oompa Loompas.

Edited 2012-04-14 15:28 (UTC)

It sounds like a plan. Slowly conquer the world, one Oompa Loompa song at a time.

What could possibly go wrong?

As long as no one figures out we're behind it, absolutely nothing.

And no one would ever suspect the two of us. It's flawless.