Valentines Day Event: Are They, Or Are the Not...? FausteinxMaddox

This was terrible. Terrible, terrible, terrible. Why was this s terrible some may ask? Well, it seems that Maddox’s antagonism toward the horrible Faustein had spread around the guild. You see, what started as a friendly poker game amongst some of her fellow guildmates quickly grew heated. It seemed she met some of the more competitive dark mages around. She axed the idea of strip poker (for obvious reasons) and when it turned out most of them were too poor to bet large amounts of money, they instead decided to trade skills and favours. Which in terms of networking was perfectly fine in Maddox’s mind. But after a while, the squabbling grew worse and the bets pettier. Soon she was in a glaring match with another guildmate in particular who took offence that her poker face was aided by the mask she refused to take off. She was just annoyed the man threatened to take one of her pretties in the last round. They were the only two left with the others folding, and despite Maddox’s great poker skills, the other guildmate managed to win. She expected him to ask her to steal something for him, or give over the pretty he wanted earlier (that she would steal back anyways). Instead, the clever bastard knew exactly how to piss Maddox off and still have her as a contact by telling her to give Valentine's day chocolate to the despicable doctor Foolstein of all people! Maddox almost shot the man on the spot!!

But alas, a deal was a deal. So here Maddox was, standing in front of the man's lab, a heart shaped box of chocolate almost crushed in her furious hands. Her fellow poker players were gleefully watching from around a distant corner to make sure she actually did it. But she never said in which manner she had to deliver them.

“FOOLSTEIN! OPEN UP! It is the beautiful Maddox here to speak with you! Come out at once!” Maddox yells, banging loudly on the… titanium door? Would she have to bomb it to get his attention? Fausty was almost impossible to talk to if he had his head stuck in some silly project. But no project will take precedence over the attention of one fabulous Maddox.

After some persistence the door did, in fact, open. Maddox only took enough time to make sure it was Fausty himself and not a summon or a clone, or a cyborg look alike (… don’t ask) before she rounded up her arm and threw the box of chocolates at his face with all her might (he’s made of metal, he’ll be fine) yelling. “HAPPY STUPID UN-BEAUTIFUL VALENTINES DAY YOU FOOLSTEIN HERE IS CHOCOLATE DON’T THINK TO HARD ABOUT IT!” She yells during the fling, embarrassed for all that she is worth. After all, she couldn’t say it was a bet, but the man could probably sense their fellow guildmates watching and the fact Maddox can barely tolerate him let alone want him to be her valentine will probably cause him to make the correct assumption.

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@KuroFaustΩ

It had been some time since that strange client request wherein Faustein had been summoned to take care of a whole village's worth of dirty laundry. Fortunately, there had been a partner for that one so it had turned out okay, for the most part. Since then, Faustein had gotten back to his daily routine of his professional physician-scientist work as well as to his one true love, aka his ongoing and ever-burgeoning mad science research. That brings the story up to present day in which Faustein was literally up to his eyeballs in piles upon piles of ancient, and rather dusty tomes, scrolls, grimoires, and a slew of disconcerting looking specimens, artifacts, and a fair few of his own magitek creations.

Additionally, all around his lab, he had set up alchemical stations and apparatuses which were slowly whistling, bubbling, and hissing away as they performed their various designated functions. The result of this last bit was of course that the tightly sealed mad science lab of his had been heavily laden with all manner of strange and heady scents, enough to knock a normal person into a full coma for a year or two even. However, his body had long since built up tolerance to this and even craved it like it did his daily morning coffee, so he was completely fine, though at the moment that poor, unsuspecting Maddox, his precious new experimental specimen had knocked the door open, Faustein was still buried and fast asleep under the huge mountain of disorganized and scattered research materials.

Ugh...who in their...oh it's only Mad...dy...

Faustein had mused groggily as he opened his bleary bespectacled eyes and had peered around blearily while still in his sleep addled state to determine, or try to anyway, what Maddox had wanted of him. At the same time, he picked himself lazily much like a zombie would from his grave up off his magitek smart table which he had been working at up till then for the past few weeks on end with no sleep, or food, or drink at all and had started to walk toward Maddox when, with neither warning but at least a brief preamble, a small box wrapped up nicely came sailing through the air from her hand and smashed him right in the face, causing a loud metallic clang to ring out shrilly, so much so it could even be heard by those nosy twerps hiding out in the hall and spying on them.

Mrpphsh...wha...hap...wha...val...huh?...

He spluttered like a verbally challenged person as he was still very much running on fumes and thus was completely unlike his usual calm, cool, composed self. Furthermore, due to his reflex arcs and balancer mechanisms not being fully online, he felt himself stumble backward and fall over from the sheer force of the impact and his face still remained dented with a rather noticeable square crater in it which held the box that had just hit him snugly. So, naturally, he was not able to do anything about it just yet, at least not until he would have had a chance to drink his usual morning coffee.

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There, now that wasn’t so hard wasn’t it doori dearest? All Maddox had to do was slam in it a few times in fury and the weaker wall around it gave in, causing the door to thud inward. She didn’t even have to throw a grenade or anything at it. And least the bang from the door was louder than the ‘thud’ of the box hiding the scientist's metal head, or the ‘bang’ of his skull creating a literal crater in the ground. Behind the confident silhouette of light making her features dark to anyone inside the lab came extra forms of their nosy guildmates around the edge of the destroyed door. They were gawping in horror at the scene, and wrinkling their nose in disgust at the man’s smell. Maddox for her part was unconcerned, her own body smelled worse ever since her… modifications (not that she would EVER say such a thing out loud) so her sense of smell was rather... compromised. She was also not as horrified as her fellows since she had literally seen Faustein melt several of his body parts and often casually shed his skin like a snake on multiple occasions. He was simply being dramatic. Which was unacceptable, Maddox was the dramatic one between the two.

Stepping forward to the prone, moaning form, Maddox threw the box off his face onto a countertop nearby (near that gods awful creepy ‘BFF Shrine’ he had of them, which she would destroy again later only for him to reconstruct) and peeled back an eye, ignoring any mumbled comment he made. They were completely bloodshot, and his pulse was sporadic, which shouldn’t be possible seeing as he was mostly magitek. But she knew the symptoms. Foolstein had gotten too into his research on forgot one of the few things he supposedly needed to live; coffee. It was blessedly stupid. But… a good opportunity for a bit of revenge. The man could hardly function at the moment (unless he was actually in danger she presumed) let alone able to bother her as usual. That means for once she could take the lead in how things go, the overbear buffoon. “Well darlings, it looks like the dear Doctor is compromised at the moment. Beautiful.” She chirped in her deep voice to her terror-stricken guildmates. “In light of our little deal, I’ll take the good doctor on a valentine outing. We shall be near the safe house in Rose Garden.” She decided, and the one who made a bet looked at the Plague Doctor as if she was insane, then nodding in muted agreement. They were all probably a bit thrown by her mood swing, but whatever, they could deal.  Valentines Day fun and a chance to mess with Fausty a bit? Glorious.

Grinning under her mask Maddox quickly grabbed the good doctors’ gross robes and used her Saving Grace she planted earlier to teleport to an Elysium safe house in Rose Garden “Come now Fausty, let’s make you nice and pretty.” She cooed at the groaned man, using some magical object and a hairbrush to get rid of the worse of the grime and style his hair a bit, magic soap doing the rest. She was tempted to put some make-up on, socially male-friendly of course the type male models and actors put on to look better in front of the lac-camera, but decided against it. She wanted to go shopping~! “Come Fausty, the fun has just started~! Oh, and you have brought your jewels, yes?” Maddox asks uselessly as she drags the man by the collar into a men’s appeal store wonderfully decorated with valentine’s day colours. Thus, began the two hours of picking out clothes for a half-dead Faustein, shoving him into a dressing room, and wheedling him with the opportunity of coffee to come to get him to change several times until Maddox was pleased with the outfit, she picked for him. She was very much enjoying herself, mostly since the boutique offered free champagne, which Maddox indulged herself in. Tasteful, fashionable and perfectly acceptable for the day's holiday. Really, she outdid herself. Then spent another two hours with a blearily staring Fausty as she dragged him to a woman’s apparel store and showed a few outfits she would like. Because of her condition, Maddox couldn’t wear them, but looking and dreaming was fine. Not that she didn’t buy a few things to alter later, and induced in even more champagne. Also, the cyborg probably realized she was trolling him when after she got bored harassing the snooty sales ladies, she simply dark reequipped a cute pink dress made to withstand her skin condition and marched out of the store with him.

By the time they got out into the streets, it was mid-afternoon and the festival was in full swing. “Well, I supposed I lead you on enough for now.” She said with faux sweetness after leaving him on his lonesome for a bit. Really, she was done and almost grateful for his tolerance. Not that he was actually tolerating anything, just too decaffeinated to protest. Still, in her hands was a steaming cup of pink coloured nectar of the dark gods, aka extreme dark roast coffee. It was gone from her hands before she could comprehend it, but she didn’t mind. Though he was saying creepier stuff to it than he usually said to her. “Well, if you have had enough, I supposed we are done for the day… Not! There is much too much to do!” She declared, a bit on the tipsy side and happy about it. Though now that he was caffeinated, she supposed she might enjoy it a bit less since he was sane enough to annoy her again. But that was also interesting, and zombie Fausty would have gotten boring after a while. Plus, she probably needed some date proof so she wouldn’t lose the bet and have to fork over a bunch of jewels. Looking around for a good enough ‘date’ event (and completely ignoring the kissing booth) Maddox spotted a good enough one. Grabbing his wrist, she dragged the man to something involving a sweater. It looked stupid. She wanted to try it! “Come on!” She said, Grabbing a pink sweater with red stripes and hearts on it. “And don’t forget to take pictures!”

WC: 1058
TWC: 1,572

Maddox's Outfit:

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'Monster Dice' :

Naturally, since Faustein's body had basically been running on auto-pilot due to the extreme (or lethal for a normal non-magical person) sleep deprivation, he had let Maddox drag him around like a ragdoll and had pretty much acquiesced to whatever she had made him do during that whirlwind tour of stores that she had taken them both to due to the fact that his usually razor sharp mind and his normally keen senses had been almost completely offline during this time.

...Cof...fee...I need...coff...

As it turned out, that long series of stores and the preparation steps for the Valentine's event had finally come to a close at long last, which was when Maddox had handed him his elixir of immortality, aka the hyper-strength coffee that he craved on a daily basis almost as much as he did knowledge about all things, phenomena, and entities in the universe or multiverse around him. During this time, due to his delirium, he had sat there nursing his coffee and had gone into what amounted to a soliloquy, and thus had absolutely no idea what was going on around him. Of course, as a result of this, when his mind and senses as well as the rest of him had finally booted up and gone online completely, he finally registered what she was saying all this time. Thankfully, his eidetic memory had apparently been subconsciously functional despite his sleep deprived state, so her instructions about their current situation finally came rushing back to the max.

So, despite her rushing him onward to wear the sweater with her, he decided to take a few more minutes, and this was to assess the dam...er check out how pretty she looked in her pale pink Valentine's event outfit...or at least that was the plan anyway. After basically gawking at her in a completely, oblivious, and unabashed manner as was his usual routine in socially charged situations, he devolved into what could only be called explosive, deranged, and actually maniacal-sounding laughter for the next several minutes as a result of which, every other couple around them went skittering away from the area at large as quickly as their mortal legs could carry them with expressions of pure terror on their faces. The sight of Maddox with that ominous looking plague doctor outfit combined with the adorable looking pink Valentines outfit was so hilarious in fact, that Faustein could not stop for even a second during that whole affair.

However, as the old saying goes, all good things must come to an end sometime, and so too did Faustein's moments of matchless mirth. At the end, he finally managed to calm himself down and regained his composure soon afterwards. Then, he briefly remarked in a deadpan tone with his usual blank, inscrutable expression, as though his fit of unbridled mirth and laughter for the past several minutes had not ever even happened in the first place

"Might I inquire about that dress you have donned for this occasion, my precious? What possessed you to choose such an ostentatious outfit? Do not misunderstand though, you do look absolutely drop dead gorgeous in that. I am merely asking out of simple curiosity, you see."

After that, he fell silent and then, with that same blank and inscrutable expression, he proceeded to squeeze himself into the sweater, which by the way he absolutely despised because it was pink, the one color among the whole spectrum that he loathed the most. Maddox was in front of him with her arms by her sides as per the directions for this particular event and he was behind her with his arms in the sweater sleeves. Then, he blindfolded himself, again as per the protocol given for this particular event and then they began their efforts to frost the cake that had been given to them by the judges. Needless to say, due to their situation with him blindfolded and her giving verbal directions only, the affair was difficult to say the least and they had a faire few false starts, halts, and other such impediments along the way. At times, they even managed to get the frosting upon their respective bodies. though mostly only the face and torso, which the judges found amusing for some reason, apparently.

Well this is certainly challenging, but I do get to hang out and have some quality time with my precious little experimental specimen, so I will soldier on through this...

Faustein mused silently with his usual smug, and this time somewhat disturbing smirk as his hands finished the last of the cake frosting for the "Sweater Together" event or whatever it had been labeled as on the flyer. Then, they both removed the sweater as quickly as possible and called over the judges to hear their verdict. The result was surprising, at least to Faustein as this was easily without a doubt, his worst piece of handiwork...in the history of forever. They had apparently somehow managed to do a somewhat passable job of it, neither horrendously bad nor superlatively good either.

"That was mildly amusing, so what's next, my beloved?"

Faustein asked in the same faux sweet tone as Maddox had used earlier with him way back when they were getting ready for the Valentine's event as he knew it would most likely get her all riled up, which would then lead to him deriving great amusement from her discomfiture as was their usual routine.

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-Total Word Count: 1432 (Faustein posts only)

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Faustein's Appearance:

After her demand the man downed the coffee like it harboured the answers to life’s mysteries, the man seemed to compose himself rapidly, to Maddox's disappointment. Then that disappointment turned into surprise as Faustein took one look at her and burst into maniacal laughter. Then she was confused as to what was causing such mirth, did the sudden burst of caffeine overload some of his sensors? After a minute or two Maddox managed to coax out an explanation word by word. Then paused. They became absolutely infuriated. It suddenly didn’t matter that Faustein was laughing for far longer than what was socially acceptable, because Maddox began screaming at him for just as long about disrespecting her outfit, sense of style, and dare she say it, beauty in general. To outsiders, it looked as they were a couple with the boyfriend unabashedly laughing at his date while she yelled at him, probably on the verge of dumping his rude ass. Or so some of the onlookers bet.

Finally, the two settled down a bit, and Maddox paused to draw breath just as Faustein made his inquiry. His compliment was enough to get her to not only stop yelling but to preen a bit. “Well, if you must ask, Maddox, ah, acquired it from a famous boutique in Crocus, then hired a magical seamstress to make the necessary adjustments and enchantments.” She said snootily, trying to hide her pleasure. Fausty could probably read between the lines of ‘I stole it and got it magically altered to hide my skin condition, not melt so quickly because of said skin condition, and yes, the boobs are fake. You have x-ray vision, I have no boobs, it’s obvious. There were a few wails of despair from the betting group as they handed over the money to one clever-looking woman who guessed the woman would forgive the man. A few of them Maddox noticed to be their guildmates here for free entertainment she guessed.

At the very least they got into the little event that Maddox wanted to try. Though she wasn’t sure if the price was worth it. Well, she guessed it mattered on how the pictures she paid one of the attendants to take turned out. Though she was honestly surprised at how much they sucked at this cake-cutting thing, since she was a rather dexterous thief, and Fausty was an advanced cyborg. It was probably because they spent so much time bickering. In the end, Maddox didn’t mind so much once she harassed Faustein to use his magic to clean them up a bit, though the scientist seemed personally offended by their results if the deadly look he threw their cake was any indication. Hen she gave him a dirty look in return at his tone of voice. “Something that will of course match the outfit I bought you, darling. Which in light of us being at Valentine's Day festival you must wear, I insist. After all, were practically matching!” She replied in the same sweet tone, even posing girlishly. Because she wasn’t sure if he realized that she decked him out in an expensive pink suit. Which she thought actually looked quite fetching on the man, she picked it out after all, but the stupid hyper-masculine ideals that some men followed meant he may not like wearing pink. Or just might not like the colour out of taste. More loss to them, more gain for her she considered.

As he reacted to this revelation, she thought over his suggestion, because it meant he was okay with being tortured, er, socialized a bit more. Now what to do next… Ah! A rollercoaster how fun! She immediately dragged Faustein over to it. Then paused as a few people became to get off. Oh dear… was that Asher? Getting off the ride? He did not look good, positively ill in fact. It looks like he followed her advice and attended the festival, even catching two beautiful-looking companions~! Well, they were helping him out so it looks like she didn’t need to help her cute pen pal. She would text him later anyway.

“Well doesn’t this look charming~!” She says to her companion as they get strapped in. Then the ride started, and Maddox thoroughly enjoyed herself, she was a bit of an adrenaline junkie at times. Her skirt flew up on her face a few times, technically flashing any onlookers. But she wasn’t so worried since she was wearing normal white pants underneath.

“Well, wasn’t that fun~!” She said, a bit wobbly and full-on giggling, grabbing onto Fausty in support for a minute. “Well, Fausty, you got Maddox in a good mood, so go ahead, picks the next attraction for us! Then we shall let you go back to your lab in peace~!” She says to the scientist.

WC: 804
TWC: 2,376

Faustein smirked as he saw that his "tirade halting compliment" strategy worked as had been intended in that it not only got his precious little research specimen, aka Maddox, to stop yelling at him and also caused her to go further into braggadocio which amused him thoroughly as he listened to her explain in some detail as to how she acquired it

"It is an intriguing outfit, to be sure. It is also reassuring to know that you are such a resourceful precious, but do not fret about your lack of certain feminine appeals, for you see, my magic can grant you those quite easily if that is what you desire, my beloved precious."

As he said this, Faustein's smirk grew wider still until it was practically ear to ear as he imagine how hilarious she would look if he used said spell series on her. After that, they had gone through the sweater event and managed to conclude it more or less successfully. Once that was over, he let himself be dragged around a bit more as per his plan, and this time, that plan of his led to him being dragged by Maddox to the rollercoaster. Then, he smirked as he heard Maddox compliment the rollercoaster and added his own two cents, not because he actually thought that or felt such sentiments, but because he wanted to observe the reaction those words would elicit from him precious little research specimen.

"Agreed, though obviously, you look MUCH more enticing, my beloved precious."

With that, he fell silent and then was strapped into the rollercoaster seat next to the one Maddox was put in and then the ride commenced its departure and the subsequent rather dramatic ups and downs throughout which, despite himself, Faustein actually did enjoy himself and cheered right along with Maddox in what was maybe one of the rare few genuinely sentimental moments he felt in the history of forever because he too, like his precious little research specimen, was an incorrigible adrenaline junkie. That, and of course, watching the reactions of the hormonal males down below as they rose in eager expectation when Maddox's skirt flew up those few times only to become crestfallen rapidly when they discovered she had boring white long pants instead of the usual ostentatious female undergarments was downright hilarious.

That continued for a while longer, but eventually all good things must come to an end, and so too did this ride. After that, both of them staggered out, albeit somewhat awkwardly due to the unbalancing after-effects of the thrill ride causing their respective adrenaline rushes to overwhelm their respective bodies. Consequently, just as Maddox was devolving into a fit of giggling while clinging to him, so too was he also cackling right alongside her and clinging to her for support as well

"Oh yes, indeed! That adrenaline rush from this rollercoaster ride was most thrilling and enjoyable!! I must say, though, 'tis a shame that you seem to have disappointed those rabid fanboys of yours over there, my precious beloved."

He said in between cackling when he could catch his breath and when she remarked that she was in a good mood because of him, and that he could pick the next attraction, he smirked again and to see what she would do in response, he picked the "Tunnel of Love" ride wherein they were led to and then seated in a two-seater swan-shaped boat which then took them at a slow pace down a lazy river of what seemed like pink water. Along the way, they were serenaded with a series of amusingly cheesy love songs as a result of which Faustein had to fight down a laugh to maintain his composure. It took a while for this ride to end due to its slow pace, but then that was probably the point. Once it came to an end and they had been let off onto solid ground again, Faustein let himself be dragged to whatever other ride Maddox wanted to go for after which he thanked her for the day, took her hand in his own and kissed the back of it like one of those amusing men from those old movies, and after that he accompanied her back to his lab in the Elysium guild hall in Sin again.

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-Total Word Count: 2154/2000 (Faustein/KuroFaustΩ posts only)

Completed Total Events (THREE [3] TOTAL):

• Sweater Together
  
  
• Heart Rollercoaster
  
  
• Tunnel of Love
  

(Faustein/KuroFaustΩ EXIT)

"Boy's need to learn a great deal of disappointment to grow even a bit Fausty." She waves off Faustiens remark casually, catching her breath as they walk away from the ride. She had to admit she was pleased that Fausty seemed to be enjoying himself as much as she was at this point. N-no that she cared about what he thought, let alone the man himself! But still, having a willing accomplice was always better than an unwilling one.

Then after making her offer, Maddox had to admit to being a bit surprised. Or maybe not since the man was a bit off in the head, and a bit of a perv, so maybe he liked gushy romantic things? An embarrassing sweater contest, a thrilling roller coaster, now a love boat ride? What more could a girl ask for?

She spent the entire trip laughing at the cheesy songs and decorations and stealing a few pretties while she was at it. At the end not all that bad for Valentine's Day. Not only did you one-up the haughty Fausty, but she also got to enjoy herself greatly. Did Faustien notice that he paid for everything today? Well at the very least Maddox managed to return the man's much emptier wallet right before he turned around to kiss her hand farewell. Damn, if Maddox didn't know the infuriating man as well as she did, she would be flattered, this was almost a decent date.

Knowing that Faustein would invoke revenge later, no matter how much of a good sport he seemed to be, and not caring at the moment, Maddox turned around to where the watching guildmates were and approached them to finalize their bet. All in all a good day's work.

[Maddox Exit]

WC: 292
TWC: 2,668

Completed Total Events:

• Sweater Together
  
  
• Heart Rollercoaster
  
  
• Tunnel of Love