efinkymraenilef: (Default)
How am I doing as Dark Razor? Is he evil enough? Is he missing his targets like he should? Let he know. Input is always welcome.
efinkymraenilef: (Dark Razor; Watch this!)
You've reached my voicemail. Tell me what you want and I'll get back to you if I ain't busy. [BEEP]
efinkymraenilef: (Dark Razor; visor on)
[The camera turns on to show a bedroom. There are a few chairs and a nice looking bed, big enough to two. The walls are decorated with pictures of places around the digital world but besides that there isn't much. Simple living. No one appears on screen yet but there is the sound of a chuckle.]

I know you'll show up eventually you little shits. Come on. Where are you?

[As if on cue, there appear the living mistletoe. They are floating around, looking for their target, though he's changed a lot in a year.]

Come on out lusty kitty~

Yeah, we know you're here!

We want to meet that new girl you got hiding here with...you...hey guys? Is that a...FLAME THROWER?!


[Before they can escape the two jets of flame launch out and ignite the mistletoe, burning them to ash before they even have a chance to flee. They cry out in pain for a moment before being burnt to a crisp. The flames stop and Jake quickly runs out and sweeps them into a container of sorts.]

There. [He turns to the camera.]

Hello there digital world. I thought I'd give you all an demonstration of my new home-made anti-mistletoe defense system. It's a two hit combo. First it's the mistletoe flame thrower. Burns them to ash in 10 seconds or less. Followed by this. [He holds up the container] The mistletoe prison. This contraption holds their ashes and when they re-spawn, they can't escape and it is sound proof. Watch.

[He brings it close to the camera and behold, they do regenerate. Only to speak but nothing is heard.]

The entire defense system is going for one million BITs but if you order right now, I can give you it for only seven hundred and fifty thousand. Or if you want to buy them separately, I can let them go for about five hundred thousand each. So what do you say? First come, first serve. Supplies are limited.

[He winks at the camera and shuts it off.]
efinkymraenilef: (Dark Razor; Watch this!)
[The video comes on to show everyone's favorite psycho feline. He is standing in some alleyway in some two. He has a big bright smile on his face and he seems to be having trouble not laughing.]

Well well, hello Digital World. It's been a while, no? Well I've decided to come out of hiding for just a little bit. I'm dropping something off you see. I got my trills out of it and now I'm tossing it out.

[The camera moved to show an unconscious Kats in a a trashcan. He is unconscious and sporting a rather noticeable head wound. It then turns back to Jake, who is trying his best to stifle the laughter.]

And before all of you out there, especially you robots, get all in a bunch about this, he's alive. And I only borrowed him. So come on down and pick up your piece of trash. He's a bit spent though. I kind of milked him for all he's worth.

[Jake laughs out loud now and goes on for about a minute.]

Well I need to get going. Can't be out here too long.

[And for a moment the location of the post is made clear. He's somewhere in Junk City but that's all you get.]

Later!

[And the camera cuts out.]
efinkymraenilef: (Dark Jake; Huh?)
[Though it is posted as annonymous, anyone who knows his voice will recognize Jake as Jake.]

So I've been thinking lately and I want input. What is home? What makes a location a home exactly? Home tends to mean permanence and stability. But do we really have any of that? Any of us could be sent home at a moments notice and never some back. And for some of us, that means going back to simply die a second after we return home.

Can we make homes here? Is there anyone who sees this place as their home now? What is your definition of home?
efinkymraenilef: (Dark Razor; visor on)
[Jake is sitting in an armchair, messing with his D-Comm when the camera turns on. He stares down into it and lets out a sigh.]

Hey there. I'm kind of bored at the moment. I don't have anything I have to do right now and I have nothing here to entertain myself with. So, anyone up for talking? Talking about anything really. I'm up for whatever topic you can come up with. Or any topic we can come up with together. Sports, news, explosives. I'm up for pretty much anything.

[Locked to DWN 024]

Hey, you up for talking to me for a bit? If you aren't busy that is.
efinkymraenilef: (Dark Razor: bring it!)
You know you like her! Come on! Just walk up and give her a big smooch on the lips!

SHUT THE HELL UP! WHAT ARE YOU?!

I'm mistletoe, pissy pussy. Now, walk right on up and grab that huge pair- AWWWWWWH!!!

[The following noises are of a talking mistletoe being ripped to pieces by a very angry Jake. There is silence followed by an explosion. Then the feed cuts out.]
efinkymraenilef: (Dark Jake; angry scowl)
[Jake had woken up only about thirty minutes ago around 2:30 am, his head pounding and his mouth dry. Turned out drinking nothing but coffee and energy drink concoctions dehydrated you, who knew? He had taken some pain medicine, but his headache hadn't diminished. He drank some water and decided a walk around the hallways of the Hyperion would be best. He was 24 today, 24th anniversary of his birth, 24th year of living. And the mark of 24 years of pretty much nothing but shit, at least to him.

Ever since he came to the digital world his life had been turned upside down and shaken like a rag doll. First he found a shop for himself, that was good. Pulled off two somewhere successful heists, not bad there. Then, the day after Thanksgiving it all goes to shit. His partner betrays him first then his shop gets blown up.

And now, here he was, wondering the halls of the Hyperion, sleeping on the couch belonging to someone who knew pretty much nothing about him. She was helping him get on his feet and even bought him a brand new garage and lot, gave him a very trustworthy employee, and asked for nothing in return. He'd be lying to himself if he didn't say he was starting to have feelings for the Vocaloid. She was beautiful, smart, kind, and talented. When he looked at her...he saw perfection. But it was something he couldn't have, she had a fiance. She was going to get married and already had a kid with him...more or less.

All of this was so confusing to him. Why was he even still here? He had his shop, why not up and leave, get rid of the confusion? Because he couldn't. He didn't want to disappoint her. She thought he was a good person. Him? Good? The thought startled him and didn't sit too well with him. He wasn't good, period. He was a bad Kat, a SWAT Kat. He wasn't good in any sense of the word...but she thought he was. And that meant something to him. He had to try and live up to that...for her.

He continues to walk down the hallways, lost in his headache and his thoughts. It would be real easy for him to bump into pretty much anyone this fine early early morning.]
efinkymraenilef: (Dark Jake; Huh?)
[The camera clicks on to reveal a VERY tired looking Jake Clawson. His fur is a bit dirty and some of his cheek fur looks singed. He has bags under his eyes and it looks like he's having trouble staying awake as he looks into the camera.]

Alright...[He yawns] I got my orders done. For those of you who ordered something please contact me via this communication. I have your orders and would like to go over them with you. I don't mean to sound pushy, but the sooner the better, I'm beat. I've been up since pretty much the 12 without much sleep and I pulled two all nighters in row. I'm beat. These things do not build themselves after all.

[Another loud yawn as he takes a drink of his energy drink/coffee cocktail]

I've been pretty much living on coffee mixed with energy drinks the past 48 hours. So if I'm cranky, excuse me.

Also, Rei, could you please watch the shop alone for today? I'd love go get some sleep. That is if Hanako will actually let me sleep and not want Kitty-back rides all morning. Anyway, if you could do that I'd be glad to pay you overtime.

Beside that anyone who needs me, unless it's an emergency please leave me alone. And if it is an emergency, I do not mean any nasty things I may yell at you for waking me up. Just saying that in advance.

[The video feed cuts out.]
efinkymraenilef: (Black Tailmon; Heeey there.)
[Audio beings.]

Heeeeey everyone,

Vanity here. I'm Jake's partner. We made up a few days ago and I got it out of the furrball his birthday is in three days on the 17th. So, anyone want to help me plan something for him? Most of his orders should be done by then so he should have that Friday pretty free. I'm open to suggestions, I still don't know him that well.

Thanks in advance!

[Audio ends.]
efinkymraenilef: (Dark Jake: I'm head of the pack now.)
[The camera comes on and a smiling Kat is standing in front of his Auto Shop.]

Hello everyone, Jake Clawson here with a special announcement.

For one day and one day only, MegaKat Auto Shop and Scrap Yard will be having a sale! Scrap is 75% off. That's right, come on down and buy any spare parts you need for one quarter the asking price! But that's not all!

Bring in any vehicle; a car, van, motorcycle, bicycle, skateboard, skates, anything! Bring them in and all tune ups, oil changes, detailing, any service on any vehicle is 50% percent off! You won't find these good deals anywhere else. So, come one down tomorrow, Black Friday, November 26th for this awesome deal. Remember though, it is only for one day!

Hope to see you all soon!

[The video with a logo. It is a black cat head silhouette with 'MegaKat Auto Shop and Scrap Yard' written across it in red letters.]
efinkymraenilef: (Default)
What the hell?! I'm a ghost?! How did this happen? VANITY?! Did you kill me in my sleep?!

Of course I didn't! Why would I? I'd be short one money making tamer if I did that.

Then why?! I don't want to me dead!

You're ghost D-Comm is on, btw.

What? How is it I can touch this but nothing else? This world makes no sense!

[Audio ends]
efinkymraenilef: (Watch this!)
[Video starts. The camera pans over a blue building with a large double garage attached. In front of it stands a dark furred tom kat in a gray jumpsuit and backwards red baseball cap.]

Hello. I'm Jake Clawson. And this is Megakat Auto Shop and Scrap Yard. We offer anything from a simple car check up to a full overhaul of your vehicle. We also can give you cash for scrap metal, old parts, or even totaled cars.

[The camera cuts to an over view of the scrap yard. There are quite a few piles of assorted junk across the scrap yard. In front of the shop a longer dirt driveway leads up to the double garage. The camera fades back to the front of the shop and to Jake again.]

If you want your oil changed, want new tires, or even want to upgrade that engine of yours, quickly and at an affordable rate, come on in to Megakat Auto Shop and Scrap Yard today, located in Junk City. Hope to see you soon.

[With a bright smile that flashes all of his teeth, including a few extra fangs, the camera fades out.]
efinkymraenilef: (Aiming)
[The video starts to reveal a scruffy looking anthropomorphic feline standing near a tree. His fur is a dark brown and he has a feral look to him (He is not wearing his flight suit). He wears a gray jumpsuit and a backwards red baseball cap. He smirks at the camera for a moment before talking.]

Digital World huh? Seems I got summoned here by some god or whatever. I really don't care. I want to know where I can go to get something to eat and where I can stay for a while. This whole thing is new, so some quick replies would be nice.

Also, has anyone here heard of a Kat named Chance Furlong? And if you see this Furlong, where are you moron?

I don't think he's going to be happy about you calling him a moron in front of the entire digital world.

Like I care. Jake out.

You want me to cut now right? [long pause as Jake's face visibly drops.]

That's the idea stupid.

Don't call me stupid, you mangy-[video cuts out before the rest can be said.]

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