Rusty Ruin DL HQ - Casting Call

[Val]

Shiv felt a huge rush and she was bombarded by bright neon colours, like she was flying through a multicolour wind tunnel and then, just as soon as it started, she fell out of the giant gold ring and hit the floor with a forward roll and landed in a crouch position.

As she recovered from the disorienting experience, she looked around and recognised her surroundings as her intended destination. They were in what looked like a converted cave that had been built into a bunker. The floor was chequered squares or teal and olive, the walls were old, worn down and eroded rock covered in moss and plants. There were several machines scattered around the room, computer consoles and tables with all kinds of scientific equipment she didn’t understand. The room was lit dimly by lamps hanging from the stone walls.

And there was Sera, on the ground before her, lying in front of a chair and a pile of rope, left there for Shiv to tie Sera down with. A task she was going to enjoy deeply.

[Dr. Mechano]

Sera looked around, shuddering. Where was this place? What would happen to her? What about her hair?

Her fear soon turned to annoyance, though, as she glared at the abominable woman behind her. It was her fault she wasn't enjoying cocktails, caviar, and the cumulative brilliance of her creative career.

"Hmph!" she grunted, crossing her arms and turning up her nose at her captor, "Do you honestly think you're going to get away with this? My Daddy's the president, and he's not going to stand for this! The army, secret service, Sonic the Hedgehog, and my agent will be here to save me at any moment now!"

She glanced back at her, her nose still firmly in the air, "What do you want with me, anyway?"

[Val]

Shiv held her head in her hands. This girls complaining was giving her a headache.

“Look, princess. Just shut your trap, stop your whining and save us both the hassle. We’re miles from that movie set so there ain’t noone comin’ to help you.”

She walked over and grabbed the rope lying on the floor. “I dunno -why- you’re here. All I know is the boss man wanted you here.”

She then grabbed Sera and practically threw her into the chair and began tying her down. The sooner Fini was finished with this chick the better. Maybe then he’d let Shiv beat the crap outta her.

[Dr. Mechano]

"Wah, let me go, you-" She was suddenly tossed onto a chair, "Oof!"

Well, this was terribly inconvenient. What an inconsiderate captor this was.

"In any case," she snarled, "I am not whining, I am complaining. The accommodations here are deplorable."

Suddenly, though, creative inspiration hit her! Sera held out her phone, using her arm that wasn't tied down yet, and began to speak as she recorded herself.

"Sera here," she began, "As you can see, I'm having a positively heinous day. I've been captured by a deranged rodent, and am being held captive in the most horrible place! I'm being tied to a rusty and uncomfortable chair as we speak, there are deadly robots scattered all about, and the teal-and-olive floor just clashes with the walls; Needless to say, it's unbearable here."

[Val]

What the..? Oh for Chaos sake, this clueless bint was making a VLOG!?

Shiv snatched the phone from Sera’s hand and crushed it into sparking shrapnel in her steel hand before throwing it into the corner and continued tying Sera to the chair.

“Chaos dammit, the sooner you realise that this situation will NOT be helped by your bitching, the sooner things can move smoother. So get this into your head; I don’t give a crap what you think about this place, about me and sure as Hell not about the décor. I don’t care that you exist, period! Your status doesn’t impress me, I’m just the delivery gal….and also, your acting SUCKS.”

[Dr. Mechano]

"..." Sera opened her mouth in stunned surprise, which quickly subsided as she started yelling, "H-how dare you! Not only have you ruined my video diary, but you have destroyed my phone as well! As soon as I'm rescued from this dreadful place, you will pay for your damages to my property! ...and, you know, go to jail for kidnapping me."

She started to cross her arms again, but realized they were now both tied down. This was insufferable! She couldn't even respond with a defiant "Hmph" properly from this position!

[Jammerlee]

"Now, now, now... this is clearly no way to treat an honored guest..." a cool voice spoke.

Materializing from the shadows was that of a black and white pangolin. Adorning his head was a cowboy hat and a wig of long brown hair, in addition to futuristic chrome armor whose design was very clearly intended to be worn by a woman. Sera would have also found it to be extremely familiar.

Stepping in front of her, a wide smile spread across his face, his chest swelling. "Sera Prentice!" he exclaimed, before lowering into a theatrical bow. "It is indeed my great honor to be in the presence of such formidable talent! I especially adored your role in Return of the Galactic Space Cowboy Pirates Part 2 as you can... plainly see~" he said, referencing to himself.

[Dr. Mechano]

Sera blinked.

"I... er, buh... Huh?"

As if this day couldn't possibly get any more bizarre. Who was this person? And why was he dressed as one of her movie characters? As she looked a bit closer at him, Sera felt an uncomfortable sinking feeling as a disturbing realization hit her.

"Don't tell me..." she said, raising an eyebrow as she stared at the, er... gentleman in front of her, "That's not the original costume from the movie, is it?"

[Jammerlee]

The pangolin's shark-toothed grin spread wide across his face. "It was worth every cent~" chuckling to himself, he gave a flourished swipe at a few stray bangs that had fallen into his face from his wig. "Ah, but enough of that. I clearly know of you, so it's only fair I introduce myself, hmmm? I am Dr. Finitevus! There is a chance you may recognize my name~ Either way! I feel I must... apologize for my subordinate's rough treatment and foul language. Clearly she has no concept of what true acting is!"

[Val]

‘No concept of true acting’? What a crock.

Recovering from the face palm she’d done at the sight of the man she was working for dressed like…that. Shiv now had to roll her eyes at the idea that Fini was actually a fan of this insufferable woman.

Still, as stupid as all this was she had to respect Fini. The way he was, his tastes, his fashion sense, his motives for doing all this with the Dark Legion was the antitheses of an ordinary man and that was what she loved; the break from the norm, this man was himself in every sense of the word. No hiding behind a mask like everyone else in the world.

Still that outfit just looked plain dumb.

“Look, you wanted this chick brought here, I got her. You never said anything about having to be careful not to bruise her enormous ego.”