[backdated, closed] please come and save her rocket

[assistanting]

Who: gamora, april, rocket
Where: ball pit
When: right after gamora's arrival post (which was like a week ago whoops)
Rating: pg-13? violence?
Summary: April lied and said she was the person in charge so now Gamora wants to murder her. Rocket will hopefully stop this from happening.
The Story:

[gamora seemed way too serious, actually. april figured, like most people, the threats were kind of fake, not really meant to have follow-through. but gamora...that way she'd stared at her at the end, while inspiring, was also terrifying. so april did the logical thing: she went to hide in the ball pit. it was the perfect place - a closet, a big slide, all the giant balls to hide under. so she dives right on in. fool-proof plan.]

Comments

[deadlystar]

[If someone was going to claim to be the one responsible for bringing her and Rocket, as well as Quill here previously, Gamora was going to put a swift end to them so everyone could go home. Who would be stupid enough to tell someone he or she was in charge, anyway?

Gamora is a trained assassin and after some investigating, she begins to search various places that might bring her to the one who was foolish enough to mock her.]

I know you're in here!

[Gamora's senses are keener than others thanks to Thanos' experiments.]

You can die slowly or quickly! The choice is yours!

[Not dying is not one of the choices.]

[assistanting]

You don't know that!

[although, obviously, that kind of gave it away. the ball pit is fairly deep, but it should be more than obvious to gamora that there's a person swimming from one end to another as all of the balls roll around and shift in an approximation of a human-sized space.]

/will let Rocket jump in whenever he feels the timing is right :)

[deadlystar]

[There's a slight pause, since it's the sort of idiotic thing Quill might have said.]

I can see you moving.

[She's not really going to make Gamora get in that, is she?]

[assistanting]

[oh she definitely is.]

No you can't! That's just a racoon!

[while she is bluffing, there is a 25% chance of coming across a stray racoon that was still around from when she'd let out an army of them in the ball pit during the game of thrones event.]

[beatupgrass]

[speaking of raccoons...

rocket may or may not visit the ball pit from time to time to attempt to communicate to his raccoon brethren. no one will ever EVER know he does this.

which is why he's annoyed that Gamora is here, but he quickly covers it up, because Gamora and a ballpit is hysterical.] If you're gonna jump in, don't let me stop you.

[snicker]

[deadlystar]

[Gamora looks over her shoulder when she hears Rocket and his mocking voice. He won't be mocking when she kills the ruler of this world and gets them home!]

Very well, let's see if the 'racoon' bleeds.

[Not you, Rocket. Gamora leaps up, which is damn impressive since a human can't jump that high or far, and she comes straight down into the ball pit with her sword drawn, planning to skewer whatever is beneath her. Hopefully she doesn't spear an actual racoon... or April.]

[assistanting]

[april jumps out of the pit a little ways off, screaming:]


GET OUT OF THE WAY, WOLFMAN!

[yes, that's the raccoon's name]

[beatupgrass]

[Rocket blinks, as it occurs to him that Gamora is not embracing some strange sense of whimsy. She is actively trying to murder someone. In a ballpit.

And that person seems to be April.

Flark. He runs to the edge of the ballpit, not keen on the idea of jumping in with raccoons, April, and a sword-wielding assassin flopping around in there.]

What the hell, Gamora? What'd April do to you... 'Sides be April, but you oughta be used to that attitude by now. It sure as hell ain't worth murderin' her over.

[deadlystar]

[Gamora only just met the woman, so she's not used to the woman's particular attitude. As for what she did, well, it wasn't very wise.

When Gamora lands in the pit, balls go flying, and one raccoon, but it'll surely land on its feet and make a quick escape.]

Get back here! Release us from this world or you WILL die!

[She goes after April, only to stumble and disappear underneath the balls. That was not particularly graceful. Especially for an assassin of her caliber.]

[assistanting]

[luckily, no raccoon were harmed in the making of this thread.

april jumps out of the ballpit and climbs up the giant slide to the top as quick as she can, though it's entirely possibly gamora might reach her before she gets there.]

Oh my god, it was a joke. I'm not actually in charge.

[beatupgrass]

Seriously! Get outta there before you break something. [like April...

He runs a hand over his ears, growling.] Aw krutack. Don't make me come in here.

[deadlystar]

A joke?

[Is this woman serious or just an idiot? Probably both. Definitely an idiot either way.]

And you think tormenting people is funny? I should remove your tongue just to keep you from doing this to anyone else!

[And she really is thinking seriously about removing her tongue. Gamora is not at all amused.]

[assistanting]

I haven't tormented anyone.

[but for the record she does think it's pretty fun. anyway, she jumps into the slide and slides on back down into the ballpit.]

[beatupgrass]

[Rocket growls and drags his hands over his head, before ripping his gun off his back and firing it blindly into the ceiling some feet away, sending a shower of debris a good foot from the ballpit.

He's good at getting people's attention.]

KNOCK IT OFF, YOU CRAZY BROADS.

[deadlystar]

[When April slides back into the ball pit, it's to Gamora, who reaches out to try and grab her firmly by the throat when she lands in the ball pit. And yes, she will squeeze.]

I will say this once.

[Rocket, she knows you're not going to shoot her. Stop making a mess.]

Bother me again, and I will remove your tongue.

[And from the look in her eyes, it's not an empty threat.]

[assistanting]

[oh wow that's terrifying, actually. she nods quickly, preferring not to be maimed today.]

Whatever you say, lady.

[beatupgrass]

[Rocket rolls his eyes and lowers his gun, sighing dramatically.] See? Was that so hard? It's like nobody knows how to use their freakin' words anymore.

[rocket please.]

[deadlystar]

[Gamora would've used only her words if April hadn't used hers to irritate her so much.

Since the matter is settled, she climbs out of the ball pit with all intentions of leaving before she changes her mind about ending April's life in the ball pit.]

[assistanting]

[oh good, april will just go hide stand behind rocket]