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Someone's Asleep In My Bed!

So you wake up in the morning - or maybe you're about to go to bed - and to your utter surprise...

There is someone in your bed. What do you do now?
 

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1. Post with your character, with the name and series in the subject line
2. Reply to others. Are you in their bed? Are they in yours?
3. ???
4. PROFIT

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[whippings]

[She lands heavily on the floor, and even though her knees will probably be bruised later, she's glad that she didn't fall flat on her face. Scowling at the girl, she starts to dial the number of the police precinct.]

I didn't do anything. You're the one who was sleeping in my bed!

[blondejokes]

Excuse me!? As If would do anything like that with-- with you!

[ Ino dashes back over to the bed, dropping the sheet and tossing a few pillows at Franziska. Like hell she'd get somebody called over for something this woman did to her. ]

Where did you put my clothes?!

[whippings]

[Attempting to dodge the pillows (successful until the last, which catches her full in the face) is enough for her to drop the phone; she ducks to the floor to snatch it back uo, shouting at the strange, scantily-clad blonde woman in her bedroom all the while:]

I didn't put them anywhere - wherever you took them off, they're still there!

[Aha! She begins to dial the number again.]

[blondejokes]

I took them off in my room! [ Screaming and furiously red. ]

Who do you think you're calling?

[whippings]

The police.

[Her eyes narrow further, so that they're almost slits.]

Perhaps you should go back to your room where you left them, then!

[blondejokes]

And how do you propose I do that, huh? [ Indignant hand on her hip. ] I'm not going outside dressed like this, pervert.

[whippings]

[She finally finishes dialling the number, and holds the cell phone up to her ear.]

'Pervert'? Me</>? Need I remind you, you were the one who broke in!

[blondejokes]

[ WHATEVER SHE'LL BEAT THEIR ASSES AFTER SHE BEATS HERS. ]

You-- I didn't break in! You brought me here. Why would I break into your room and fall asleep in your bed?

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[whippings]

[Who is Franziska to expound on the twisted depravities of the minds of criminals? She starts to speak on the phone.]

Ah, yes. I have a trespasser to report, and it is quite likely that she is mentally unstable.

[Wasn't Detective Gumshoe usually a homicide detective? What was he doing, dealing with petty thieves such as this? Oh, well, she supposed it didn't matter, as long as he got here quickly...]

it turned me on

[blondejokes]

MENTALLY UNSTABLE? [ A screechy, shrilly voice comes from her lips and she lunges for the phone, hoping to only knock it away from her so she can kick her ass. Or just be threatening. ]

speak italics to me bb

[whippings]

[She can't quite get out of the way in time, and the strange girl's hand connects with her wrist, sending the phone to the floor with a heavy thump.

As an eery comparison to her previous ire; Franziska suddenly feels calm.]

Indeed, as that is what you are.

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[blondejokes]

No I am not!

keep going keep going ;D

[whippings]

You're yelling. In my opinion, that's a clear sign of mental instability!

[She should bend down to pick up her phone, but she most definitely shouldn't take her eyes off this crazy woman. Instead, she starts edging backwards towards her dresser; or, well, more importantly, the place that she keeps her whip.]

OH LAWD ITS ABOUT TO GET KINKY IN HURR

[blondejokes]

That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard! [ She's still yelling because seriously that's dumb. She isn't mentally unstable! ]

WHATCHU planning, Ino (unsure)

[whippings]

[Backed up against the dresser now, she does a half turn so she can lift the whip off its rack without taking her eyes off the girl. There. She feels far more comfortable with it in her hands now.]

On the other hand, you sneaking into my house [she won't mentioned the bed thing for the moment] is the most foolish thing you've ever done.

AS FRANZISKA PREPARES HER WHIP

[blondejokes]

[ Oh God this girl was weird. Who keeps a whip in their bedroom? ]

Put that thing away!

INSTRUMENT OF JUSTICE D:

[whippings]

How dare you presume to tell me what to do in my own apartment!

[Angrily, she lashes out with the whip.]

UHHUH SURE

[blondejokes]

Ah-!!

[ She does a quick somersault, narrowly missing getting whipped by the clearly insane girl. Like hell she'd wake up in this girl's apartment and get whipped like- like some kind of sick, demented prostitute with strange kinks and sexual fantasies!

She reaches out to grab the end of the whip, intent on pulling it back with a good deal of force with her leg outstretched for a kick. ]

100% SURE.... HER FATHER GAVE IT TO HER! D:

[whippings]

[Just who was this girl, some kind of martial artist or a movie stunt double? Franziska's stunned when her whip misses - only a handful of people have ever evaded or blocked it successfully in all the time she'd been using it - and when the girl gives the lash a good tug, Franziska finds herself pulling back, with all the force she can muster.

She, however, is not prepared for the kick, and it connects neatly with the back of her knee, and she crumples to the ground.

All the while still pulling on her whip, of course.]

DAFUQ IS UP WITH THAT FAMILY

[blondejokes]

Hmph. [ She flips her ponytail back over her shoulder. This girl was pretty strong, but he was a kunoichi-- if she wasn't stronger, her pride would never let her live it down. She doesn't attack again, instead putting a hand in her hip and looking down at Franziska, silent. She's expecting a surrender, most likely. ]

Perfection. Perfection is what is up with this family. Also... 'he'?

[whippings]

[Well, this girl would be a fool to think that Franziska von Karma would give up so easily! Despite the pain lingering after that rather forceful kick, she makes her way to her feet again...yes, still tugging on the whip.]

SHHHH this iPhone doesn't like gurls apparently

[blondejokes]

[ SHE tugs back, scowling. Is this a game of tug of war? Looks like it ]

THAT'S SEXIST

[whippings]

[Franziska pulls back with all the strength she can muster. The police should be here soon enough, and Franziska just needs to ensure that the girl's still here when they arrive.]

YOU'RE SEXIST

[blondejokes]

Ugh- [ She lets go, hoping that Franziska, with her strength pulling back on the whip, will stumble backwards. Coming up with a battle strategy on the spot on her own wasn't one of her best areas, especially when she was without weapons.

At least this will be a good story to tell Sakura when she gets back home. ]

You're not getting away with this. [ She ducks towards the phone. She won't call anybody, just fling it at Franziska, aiming for her forehead. Just get unconscious already so she can steal your clothes, Franziska, jeez!! ]

WOW WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING INO...

[whippings]

[She does stumble backwards, but as she does so, she raises a hand to protect her face from any incoming projectiles - just in time, too, as her phone hits her forearm hard. She hisses, but doesn't move; it'll bruise tomorrow, sure, but what's important is there here and now.]

See what I mean? Clearly insane!