omg_fma | 08/29/07 // T!Ed, npc!Pyramid Head

Who: T!Ed, npc!Pyramid Head
When: 08/12/07
Rating: PG
Category: Misc Happenings
Summary: T!Ed gets his giant can opener back and Pyramid Head punts a bug. This is backdated to right after the last giant log thing, kiddies.

T!Ed: *sitting out on the balcony in his wheelchair, checking out the
descemated bits of the city and rather hoping for another performance*

Pyramid Head: *strides menacingly into the atrium, hauling his giant (now bloody and gory) sword thingy and opting for the stairs this time; summoning his horde of screechy-faced cockroaches from hell to accompany him up the obnoxiously large number of stairs, just for effect*

T!Ed: *still chillin', not really having much else to do; contemplates hitting Ren up for sex at some point today*

Pyramid Head: *sends his cockroaches on their merry way once he reaches the top, coming out into the hallway and knocking on the front door, leaving a dent and hoping no one will notice*

T!Ed: *twists his head in the direction of the door -- my that was a loud knock -- and starts to wheel himself in that direction; opens the door and looks up, startled, at Pyramid Head* ...You fucking bastard.

Pyramid Head: *without ceremony holds out the sword before hesitating a second, retracting it to wipe it on his apron sort of... thing... (made from only the finest human skin) before re-offering it with a hopefully convincing thumbs-up*

T!Ed: *kind of stares at him and wheels backwards and closer to the wall* I can't lift it. Put it on the mantle. *adds after a moment* Please?

Pyramid Head: *nods once, nearly decapitating a coat rack before breezing/stomping past him to hang it back up on the mantle-piece mounting, carefully as possible*

T!Ed: *rolls along after him, kicking at any little screechy bugs that even think about climbing up his trousers or wheelchair* Thanks, uh, triangle headed monster. Thing.

Pyramid Head: *looks down at the few trailing bugs that somehow opted out of being sent off, aggravated, and aims a good punt-kick at one, sending it screeching off into oblivion before nodding in assent to Ed, feeling very pleased with himself*

T!Ed: *taps his fingers on the armrests of his wheelchair, not really sure what to do or say now* Er, uh... Want tea or something?

Pyramid Head: *just kind of looks at him a moment before
shaking his head, summoning a murky cloud of dark miasma, and disappearing into it*

T!Ed: ... *goes back to sitting on the balcony, pretending that never happened*