I DO NOT OWN BEYBLADE. I DO OWN THESE CRACK-FILLED CONVOS. THO! Heh-heh! "Joblow1313" owns the idea of Jordan! There are WAY too many people. Heh, heh, heh! This is going to be a story-mode.
Tyson: BlueDragoonGalaxy
Kenny: Computer-a-holic
Daichi: StrattaBetterThanDragoonNUMBER1
Hilary: LovePink
Dizzi: Hatecomputerz38
Hiro: Coachingsux324
Brooklyn: DarknessDivine
Mystel: Egyption2894
Ming Ming: SingingVenus12
Crusher: CrusherTheNameANDTheGame2
Garland: Appollon2345
Lee: LionBeast234
Ray: WhiteTiger375Mariah: PinkPanther
Kevin: Greenhope18590
Gary: MangoGOOD123
Tala: Russianwolf
Kai: FlamingPheonix
Bryan: RussianEagle1324
Ian: SnakeCharmer
Spencer: Seaborg1321
Enrique: ItalyRichManiac
Oliver: FrenchArtist278
Robert: UncouthnessSux
Johnny: ScottishRulez874
Raul: AcrobaticRed
Julia: AcrobaticOrange
Zeo: AndroidBlader12Gordo: TallStrongRedhead1425
Ozuma: LeaderLeopard01
Marium: SharkFury74Dunga: NOTSTUPID
Joseph: SneakyGreen2893
Kane: CyberDragoon234
Salima: CyberDrigger98
Goki: CyberDranzer02
Jim: CyberDraciel65867684329
Michael: BaseballTrygle02
Max: SugarTurtle
Emily: TrygatorTennis
Rick: RockBison101
Eddy: BasketballTrypio623
Steve: TryhornFootball1224
King: ArielThief01
Queen: GabrielThief02
Miguel: DarkGargoyle85
Matilda: PierceHedgehog563
Aaron: RushingBoar12324
Claude: RapidEagle7587
Jordan: FieryPhoenix007
AJ Topper: TopperIsInDaHouse
Brad Best: BestAnnouncer546
DJ Jazzman: Jazz758
Tala walks into the cold, dark, all-around creepy bedroom of one of his closest friends, scared of what may come to happen. "Bryan?" he questions calmly. He silently curses himself at the small, scared voice it came out as. "Are you in here?" Truth is the wolf couldn't see anything that wasn't an inch in front of him.
He could hear a shuffling from the back of the room, and gasped, coming face to face with none other than the very person he's slightly scared of. "Do I look here?" Bryan questions quietly. Tala shivers at the coldness in his voice and that Bryan's breath slightly hit his face because of their close proximity. Tala tries backing away only to bump into a wall. Bryan has got him trapped. "What do you want?" The eerie sereneness in the angry falcon's voice was unbearable.
"I…I…I…" Great! Now he knows I'm scared out of my mind! Smooth move, Einstein! The red head tries to slip to the side when a malicious grin appears on the face of his currently fear. "I…" Bryan steps closer (if possible), breaking off all routes out the door impossible. "I need to apologize…for what I did…so I'm…I'm…I'm sorry!" Tala squeaks out.
"Really now?" Bryan drawls in that same, eerie, evil-like voice. "Should I forgive you? I don't know…" Tala could tell that the silver-haired boy was toying with his fear in a cruel way. Bryan leaned in closer, so that their lips were but mere inches apart. "Well…I don't…forgive you…" he breathes out. He leans back and smirks, catching sight of the fear on the red-head's face.
Tala takes a deep breathe, knowing that his next move was a suicidal one. "Please, Bryan! I'm really sorry!" he screams out, sliding down the wall, scared at what was going to happen to him. I never told Ian, Spencer and Kai good-bye! Bryan's going to kill me, hide the evidence, and I'll become one of those missing people…my murder never solved like the Scientists' that worked with Bryan! He sits on the floor and encircles his arms around his legs.
"Well maybe sorry doesn't cut it!" Bryan shouts. He calms down and bends over Tala's curled up form. "Sorry doesn't cut it, Tala. Too bad…" he says in a mock-sympathetic voice. Bryan reaches out and grabs the redhead by the collar of his jacket. "Get out…" he warns. Tala takes no chances and boots it right out of there.
Tala hurries to his room and grabs onto the computer mouse. He clicks the MSN icon and signs in on his account. 'Join group'. He clicks the message.
RussianWolf has signed in
RussianWolf: OMG! I barely made it out of there! I thought for sure I was going to die!
Tala's fingers face across the keyboard as tears of fear finally escape his eyes. I can't believe he almost killed me! Tala, of course, was not thinking rationally. He assumes that Bryan was going to kill him, when in reality, all the older Russian wanted to do was scare him (which he succeeded in).
PinkPanther: Are you ok?
RussianWolf: Y-yes! I'm just really scared!
SnakeCharmer: I bet you would! Bryan can be down right terrifying if he sets his mind to it
DarknessDivine: Good job…you made it out of hell alive. I give you props
RussianWolf: Thx…I think
DarknessDivine: it was a compliment.
Tala sighs heavily as he wipes his eyes of the unwanted liquid. Finally, his breathing evens out as he calms down.
RussianWolf: let's just say…DON'T get on Bryan's bad side
Seaborg1321: no… (Sarcasm)
RussianWolf: Shut up!
FlamingPheonix: So…he's not budging?
Tala stares in disbelief at what his friend who was SUPPOSED to be smart just typed in. He blinks, thinks of what he should say to insult him, and lets his hands drift across the keyboard.
RussianWolf: Oh! Of course he is! And he's going to be a little princess!
RussianWolf: Of course not! He's in a WAY pissed off mood
FlamingPheonix: Just asking…don't need to get so snappy!
RussianWolf: Why don't you go and try to talk to him!
FlamingPheonix: Um…I'll take your word for it…
RussianWolf: Scaredy-chicken
FlamingPheonix: STOP CALLING DRANZER A CHICKEN!
RussianWolf: MAKE ME!
PinkPanther: calm down!
FlamingPheonix: Hn
RussianWolf: Pffft
Tala glares down at the conversation. Stupid pinky! Always getting in my way! Tala stares at the door when he hears footsteps coming out of Bryan's room. What is he up to? Tala shivers as the footsteps come toward his own room. He's going to finish me off! I knew it! I'm too young to die!
Bryan steps in the room quietly, his face expressionless, not giving a single hint that he had just threatened the wolf only minutes before. He walks over and grabs something from Tala's desk. On closer inspection, Tala reveals that it's a beyblade parts screwdriver. "Thanks…and Tala? You shouldn't cry. It's much too noticeable." With that, the 17 year old Russian walks out the door of Tala's room and back into the cold, dark one.
Tala turns back to the conversation, ignoring everything everyone else has put down.
RussianWolf: I'm going to die…
Poor Tala. Bryan is a force to be reckoned with.
Tala: I'd say!
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