Lucie instantly knew what character she wanted to play as: Jaws. She quickly walked over to Claude's bed and set her bunny on the bed, Lou looked around briefly, her black beady eyes staring into the nothingness of everything before she suddenly hopped out of the imminent blast radius as Lucie let her body fall slowly on the bed. The moment her body made contact with the mattress, it was as if a disastrous shockwave hit the poor French Lop, Lou's furry little body was tossed a foot in the air with her floppy ears flopping around maniacally before she landed back down on the soft mattress and acted like nothing happened, "Oh man, this is comfy..." Claude's sister groaned as she closed her eyes, lying down flat on her stomach on the bed, and blindly reached out towards the blank minded bunny. While she grabbed her small white and brown spotted bunny and gave it gentle pets, Claude was busy connecting the third and forth controllers into the console, "Oh man, you have no idea how skilled Rockwell and Lou are at this game when they play together!" He joked as he finished connecting the two controllers into N64. "Dibs on Jaws!" There was a joke to be made somewhere with the tallest person in the house picking the tallest character in Goldeneye 007, but was it really worth making it? If Mortimer had just a sliver of a sense of self-preservation, he'd know that it wouldn't work out well for him if he joked about that to Lucie.
Who knows what she'd do to him...
Anyway, Claude placed the two new controllers on the bed, Lucie quickly grabbing hers—the thing practically disappeared between her two hands—while Lou hopped on over and laid behind it, staring at the screen with a newfound intensity in her beady eyes. Rockwell, realizing what was about to go down, quickly ran around the bed and hopped back on before he laid down right behind the small bunny. The two pets were now the unstoppable duo.
The screen lit up, and the opening for Goldeneye 007 played. Everyone was ready, and Claude quickly started the game. He set down his controller quickly before picking up the last piece of his sandwich that was left before eating it.
"Good sandwich." He tapped his older sister's arm, causing her to smile. As Claude savored the sandwich and anticipated to get the match started, both Rockwell and Lou just stared at the screen with such intensity that it seemed like they were sleeper agents activated to accomplish their mission.
Surely they wouldn't manage to get anything done. Surely...
Gathering of (Mostly) Giants!
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Mortimer was letting Claude get the game set up, to which his eyes drifted to that bunny Lou that Lucie had set on the bed.
Aw... look at the-
Insert shockwave.mp3 sound effect here.
Mortimer could've sworn that the moment Lucie laid down on the bed, Lou just "leapt" or went up from the force. She didn't squash Lou, but now Mortimer was wondering about how the fuck Lucie's fiancée was even still alive.
Does Jeremiah's parents even know what Lucie is like and what she can do to him? She will reduce him to a fucking smear!
Almost like they have a hive mind, Rockwell and Lou were at the 4th controller. Mortimer was getting his game face on. This should be easy. I mean, it's not like they were going to pick Oddjob and have the shortest character be picked to be a bitch to kill, due to his short hitbox. Playing Bond was the default vanilla.
Mortimer picked his character Bond when the multiplayer was set up. Claude and Lucie got their characters ready. Rockwell and Lou were... well... staring off at the screen. They don't seem to know how to use a controller.
"Mind helping your pets pick a good character, Claude?" Mortimer asked him.
Aw... look at the-
Insert shockwave.mp3 sound effect here.
Mortimer could've sworn that the moment Lucie laid down on the bed, Lou just "leapt" or went up from the force. She didn't squash Lou, but now Mortimer was wondering about how the fuck Lucie's fiancée was even still alive.
Does Jeremiah's parents even know what Lucie is like and what she can do to him? She will reduce him to a fucking smear!
Almost like they have a hive mind, Rockwell and Lou were at the 4th controller. Mortimer was getting his game face on. This should be easy. I mean, it's not like they were going to pick Oddjob and have the shortest character be picked to be a bitch to kill, due to his short hitbox. Playing Bond was the default vanilla.
Mortimer picked his character Bond when the multiplayer was set up. Claude and Lucie got their characters ready. Rockwell and Lou were... well... staring off at the screen. They don't seem to know how to use a controller.
"Mind helping your pets pick a good character, Claude?" Mortimer asked him.
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BARON SAMEDI
As if on cue, the two pets picked Baron Samedi as the character they would play as. It seemed as if they managed to choose a character themselves by Lou just hop once on the controller, which did the trick just fine, "They're very smart, as you can see." Claude told Mortimer casually after he finished eating his sandwich. With the pets having picked a character, Claude and his sister picked the characters they called dibs on already. The multiplayer options screen popped up, and most of it seemed fine; the level was set to random and the game length was first to twenty points, which itself seemed like the perfect choice for game length.
"So, first to twenty points is how long this match will last. Does that sound fine, Mort?" Claude asked before he started the match, "Just try not to get pissed if you get killed by Rockwell and Lou, okay?" Lucie teased her brother's friend before she playfully nudged him on the shoulder with a gentle punch that shattered everything.
Again, like before, that wasn't the case, but it was actually a bit more painful than the last one she gave him. Thankfully, Mort would be spared by Claude, who didn't go ahead and unintentionally obliterate his friend with a slap on the back or a punch in the shoulder, "Or do you want different settings for the match?" He asked him following his last question.
As if on cue, the two pets picked Baron Samedi as the character they would play as. It seemed as if they managed to choose a character themselves by Lou just hop once on the controller, which did the trick just fine, "They're very smart, as you can see." Claude told Mortimer casually after he finished eating his sandwich. With the pets having picked a character, Claude and his sister picked the characters they called dibs on already. The multiplayer options screen popped up, and most of it seemed fine; the level was set to random and the game length was first to twenty points, which itself seemed like the perfect choice for game length.
"So, first to twenty points is how long this match will last. Does that sound fine, Mort?" Claude asked before he started the match, "Just try not to get pissed if you get killed by Rockwell and Lou, okay?" Lucie teased her brother's friend before she playfully nudged him on the shoulder with a gentle punch that shattered everything.
Again, like before, that wasn't the case, but it was actually a bit more painful than the last one she gave him. Thankfully, Mort would be spared by Claude, who didn't go ahead and unintentionally obliterate his friend with a slap on the back or a punch in the shoulder, "Or do you want different settings for the match?" He asked him following his last question.
It seems the pets managed to pick a character. Baron Samedi.
"I'm sure all of OMEN's research in having pets into gamers is starting to work. They have been investing money in their eugenics program." Mortimer joked out loud. He didn't seem what map they were going to play on. As long as he can get the upper hand.
"Just try not to get pissed if you get killed by Rockwell and Lou, okay?" Lucie said to Mortimer, until-
Lucie's "gentle" nudge managed to find the right pain receptor in his body for everything else to flare up like a Christmas tree being lit up.
On the outside, Mortimer's eyes started to tear up, while trying to brave the pain.
"Yeah, I can make sure of that!" Mortimer said with gritted teeth.
What Mortimer was feeling on the inside...
Mortimer felt what seemed like a slap on his back, but his shoulder was completely going through the 9 circles of hell for him to register any other force. Maybe he didn't feel a slap. Maybe his whole body was trying to tear itself apart.
"I think we're fine..." Mortimer said to Claude, immediately trying to scoot away from Lucie to avoid her from touching him. Now, Mortimer was in a disadvantage (or make that two), since the angle he was viewing the TV was at a sharp angle that completely reduced the visible space on the screen.
"I'm sure all of OMEN's research in having pets into gamers is starting to work. They have been investing money in their eugenics program." Mortimer joked out loud. He didn't seem what map they were going to play on. As long as he can get the upper hand.
"Just try not to get pissed if you get killed by Rockwell and Lou, okay?" Lucie said to Mortimer, until-
Lucie's "gentle" nudge managed to find the right pain receptor in his body for everything else to flare up like a Christmas tree being lit up.
On the outside, Mortimer's eyes started to tear up, while trying to brave the pain.
"Yeah, I can make sure of that!" Mortimer said with gritted teeth.
What Mortimer was feeling on the inside...
Mortimer felt what seemed like a slap on his back, but his shoulder was completely going through the 9 circles of hell for him to register any other force. Maybe he didn't feel a slap. Maybe his whole body was trying to tear itself apart.
"I think we're fine..." Mortimer said to Claude, immediately trying to scoot away from Lucie to avoid her from touching him. Now, Mortimer was in a disadvantage (or make that two), since the angle he was viewing the TV was at a sharp angle that completely reduced the visible space on the screen.
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"Hey man, you're putting yourself at a disadvantage," Claude said as he noticed Mortimer scoot away from them. Without any effort, he grabbed his friends arm and pulled him back, "Get back here and play!" And with a gentle yet hard tug, his friend was right back where he was, at risk of getting more of his body broken by the playful whims of the giants. Luckily for him, that wouldn't be the case as they would all be focused on the game as it was about to begin. "Should be a given rule that there should be no looking at anyone else's screen except for your own." That was generally a rule that almost everyone who played Goldeneye 007 co-op had enforced within thsir their households, and the O'Neil Porter residence was no exception, "Yeaaahh Claude can tell you that I don't really take kindly to people trying to look at my screen, and they sure as hell don't like it either!" Lucie pointed her thumb at Rockwell and Lou, who gave Mort a very nasty side eye before looking back at the screen, "But I'm sure that you're a man of honor and that you won't do that, right?" Right after she said that, Claude gave his sister a gentle tap with the back of his left hand, "Lay off of Mortimer, he's a good guy, he won't do that–trust me, I know!" Claude gently patted his friends shoulder before flashing a smile at him.
Everything looked fine, and with that in mind, Claude pressed start, causing the screen to go black before the cinematic began with the cameras circling around the heads of their chosen characters, "Best of luck to all of you!" Claude told them as the game began; it was clear that the stage was Archives as Claude, Lucie, and the pets' characters all exited out of the room they spawned in, "This'll be so fun!" Lucie exclaimed as her character, Jaws, picked up a DD44 and some ammo before she ran off in search of everyone else. Meanwhile, Boris, Claude’s character, got some ammo and a Klobb while Baron Samedi, Rockwell and Lou's character, also got a DD44.
With that, the mayhem began.
Everything looked fine, and with that in mind, Claude pressed start, causing the screen to go black before the cinematic began with the cameras circling around the heads of their chosen characters, "Best of luck to all of you!" Claude told them as the game began; it was clear that the stage was Archives as Claude, Lucie, and the pets' characters all exited out of the room they spawned in, "This'll be so fun!" Lucie exclaimed as her character, Jaws, picked up a DD44 and some ammo before she ran off in search of everyone else. Meanwhile, Boris, Claude’s character, got some ammo and a Klobb while Baron Samedi, Rockwell and Lou's character, also got a DD44.
With that, the mayhem began.
"What do you mean I'm-GAAHH" Mortimer let out a yelp, when Claude tugged him back towards him and Lucie, along with Rockwell and Lou. Mortimer needed to remind himself that a dog and a bunny were doing co-op as a singular 4th player. He had no hopes that the two pets will win, but as long as he didn't get last place. Though, knowing that they were pets to Claude and Lucie, the two giants might have wanted their pets to win, anyways. Claude and Lucie also warned Mortimer to not be looking at each other's screens. This was different than modern times, since you didn't need to stream snipe to know what someone else was doing in the same game. Though, it was tempting.
Of course, he could get himself killed by Claude and Lucie. Lucie, especially...
Even Rockwell and Lou with their supposed sentience were giving Mortimer a dirty look.
"Relax! I'm not going to be looking at your screens. I mean, everyone hates it when you're trying to look up something, but then someone nosy tries to see what you're doing. I mean, can't we try to enjoy our porn in peace?" Mortimer said jokingly. He wouldn't call himself a good guy, though he never went to jail.
The game started and Mortimer had to rush Bond away to find a weapon. This wasn't good. He wasn't familiar with Archives. He managed to get a DD44 pistol, but he was at a better advantage by getting another pistol. He ended up going past the Baron, who was currently running into a wall. They would figure it out, though Mortimer wanted to save ammo and go look for another weapon. He snatched another DD44 pistol, making him go akimbo.
Let's rock and roll...
Of course, he could get himself killed by Claude and Lucie. Lucie, especially...
Even Rockwell and Lou with their supposed sentience were giving Mortimer a dirty look.
"Relax! I'm not going to be looking at your screens. I mean, everyone hates it when you're trying to look up something, but then someone nosy tries to see what you're doing. I mean, can't we try to enjoy our porn in peace?" Mortimer said jokingly. He wouldn't call himself a good guy, though he never went to jail.
The game started and Mortimer had to rush Bond away to find a weapon. This wasn't good. He wasn't familiar with Archives. He managed to get a DD44 pistol, but he was at a better advantage by getting another pistol. He ended up going past the Baron, who was currently running into a wall. They would figure it out, though Mortimer wanted to save ammo and go look for another weapon. He snatched another DD44 pistol, making him go akimbo.
Let's rock and roll...
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The two pets made no sound as Baron continued to walk into the wall without end. Meanwhile, the two siblings had run into each other and got caught in a gunfight. Claude was damn near getting killed. Meanwhile, Lucie was at only half health, "No no no no no..." He murmured as he frantically tried to stay alive, "Yes yes yes yes..." She muttered excitedly as she got close to beating her brother, "ARF!" Rockwell suddenly barked, and before anyone knew it, the Baron began to make somewhat normal movements as he stopped walking into the wall and took brief turning himself around before stutter stepping away towards where the action was, picking up a DD44 pistol in the process. Lou had begun to hop around the controller, making these brisk movements with the Baron possible.
Of course, the question remained on just how exactly the two pets would pull off getting a kill, but it was safe to say that the chances of that happening were literally slim to none.
Before Claude could get Boris to run away—he was normally pretty good at Goldeneye but he was pretty drained after such a long day—Lucie finally landed the killing shot on him, Jaws' character model running up to Boris and shooting him in the process, "No!" Claude cried out frustratedly at being the first one in the match to get killed, "Hell yeah, that's what I love to see!" Lucie proudly exclaimed as she moved on in search of Mortimer and the two pets, Claude could only watch as the iconic blood pour appeared on his screen before it disappeared as the text press start appeared. So, without hesitation, he did just that as his thumb pressed the start button on his controller before he was spawned back in once again by himself, and wasting no time, he quickly picked up the weapon and ammo in the room, which was another DD44 pistol–there sure were a lot of those.
Now being all prepped, Claude quickly opened the door of the room and walked out in search of the others. Meanwhile, Lucie stumbled upon Mortimer, and she was quick to open fire on his character, "Come here!" She said as she continued to shoot at his character. It seemed as if another gunfight was about to begin, with Mortimer now pulled into it.
Of course, the question remained on just how exactly the two pets would pull off getting a kill, but it was safe to say that the chances of that happening were literally slim to none.
Before Claude could get Boris to run away—he was normally pretty good at Goldeneye but he was pretty drained after such a long day—Lucie finally landed the killing shot on him, Jaws' character model running up to Boris and shooting him in the process, "No!" Claude cried out frustratedly at being the first one in the match to get killed, "Hell yeah, that's what I love to see!" Lucie proudly exclaimed as she moved on in search of Mortimer and the two pets, Claude could only watch as the iconic blood pour appeared on his screen before it disappeared as the text press start appeared. So, without hesitation, he did just that as his thumb pressed the start button on his controller before he was spawned back in once again by himself, and wasting no time, he quickly picked up the weapon and ammo in the room, which was another DD44 pistol–there sure were a lot of those.
Now being all prepped, Claude quickly opened the door of the room and walked out in search of the others. Meanwhile, Lucie stumbled upon Mortimer, and she was quick to open fire on his character, "Come here!" She said as she continued to shoot at his character. It seemed as if another gunfight was about to begin, with Mortimer now pulled into it.
Mortimer got distracted by Rockwell barking, while he was running around trying to avoid the wrath of the Porter siblings. Lucie managed to score a kill against Claude.
Mortimer walked past the Baron, who was currently running forward and shooting at a wall. It wouldn't be long until Lucie popped out of nowhere and opened fire at Mortimer. He returned fire and retreated towards a corner. Lucie managed to take out a chunk of his health. However, he had more firepower than Lucie.
The moment that Jaws approached James Bond's position, Mortimer fired with both of his pistols directly at Lucie. Jaws went down, allowing Mortimer to get himself a kill.
"Hell yeah!" Mortimer said, continuing on. He just needed to avoid both Claude and Lucie, since they know that he is crafty.
Mortimer walked past the Baron, who was currently running forward and shooting at a wall. It wouldn't be long until Lucie popped out of nowhere and opened fire at Mortimer. He returned fire and retreated towards a corner. Lucie managed to take out a chunk of his health. However, he had more firepower than Lucie.
The moment that Jaws approached James Bond's position, Mortimer fired with both of his pistols directly at Lucie. Jaws went down, allowing Mortimer to get himself a kill.
"Hell yeah!" Mortimer said, continuing on. He just needed to avoid both Claude and Lucie, since they know that he is crafty.
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A defeated groan came from Lucie upon getting Jaws killed by Bond as Mortimer managed to get the drop on her, "You sneaky little..." She cut herself off from finishing that sentence as she sighed, "Don't think that will happen a second time!" Lucie proclaimed confidently as she respawned and picked up a Klob SMG with ammo and went on a hunt for whoever she saw first. While that was happening, Claude caught sight of Bond on his screen, his back turned towards him, which was perfect in every way.
BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!!!
It was like an assassination as Boris suddenly appeared behind Bond and gunned him down without giving him a chance to react. "First kill!" Claude knew that it wasn't going to be a good game for him, but damn was he going to make the most of it by playing to annoy everyone else. Was he going to get punched in the shoulder by Lucie once the match was over? Absolutely. He knew all the right buttons to press—figuratively and literally—when it came to playing Goldeneye with his older sister. But when it came to Mortimer, his friend was a much more different case, so he had to play carefully when it came to him. Rockwell and Lou were, obviously, not much of a threat as he walked past them, the Baron continuing to run into the same wall that Mortimer had witnessed earlier, "I'm guessing you liked the sandwich I made?" Lucie suddenly asked her little brothers friend as she searched the map for anyone else only to come up with nothing as she literally found no one, and that was frustrating her.
ARF!!
Rockwell let out a bark, signaling Lou to turn the Baron around, which she did in a stuttered motion as the Baron himself took small pauses whenever the bunny that hopped on the controller had to adjust herself to keep on turning.
So yeah... anyone can imagine how well the pets were doing right now.
BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!!!
It was like an assassination as Boris suddenly appeared behind Bond and gunned him down without giving him a chance to react. "First kill!" Claude knew that it wasn't going to be a good game for him, but damn was he going to make the most of it by playing to annoy everyone else. Was he going to get punched in the shoulder by Lucie once the match was over? Absolutely. He knew all the right buttons to press—figuratively and literally—when it came to playing Goldeneye with his older sister. But when it came to Mortimer, his friend was a much more different case, so he had to play carefully when it came to him. Rockwell and Lou were, obviously, not much of a threat as he walked past them, the Baron continuing to run into the same wall that Mortimer had witnessed earlier, "I'm guessing you liked the sandwich I made?" Lucie suddenly asked her little brothers friend as she searched the map for anyone else only to come up with nothing as she literally found no one, and that was frustrating her.
ARF!!
Rockwell let out a bark, signaling Lou to turn the Baron around, which she did in a stuttered motion as the Baron himself took small pauses whenever the bunny that hopped on the controller had to adjust herself to keep on turning.
So yeah... anyone can imagine how well the pets were doing right now.
There we go. Gottem.
Now, Mortimer can try to nail Claude, since-
It was too late for him when Boris managed to open fire at Mortimer's character. He fell to the floor with the familiar red blood effect covering his screen. Mortimer respawned and once again, he saw the Baron just running into a wall. It would be a cheap move to farm kills from the pets, so Mortimer kept with his DD44 pistol and went elsewhere on the map to hunt.
"Yeah, the sandwich was good. Thanks for making it." Mortimer said to Lucie, trying to focus on the game. Mortimer got surprised to see that the Baron had walked past him and ended up going into another wall, his legs just moving without actually moving.
I should have called Ray.
The game would go on, though it wouldn't be long.
If anything, Mortimer would need to be at school eventually first thing in the morning with Claude in tow, so he can save the asses of the Horror Club from being shut down. Though, Fray-Fray might have still been fired. And there is the chance that Mortimer would still be executed near a Jamba Juice.
((Mortimer continues on with the game until he is needed elsewhere...))
Now, Mortimer can try to nail Claude, since-
It was too late for him when Boris managed to open fire at Mortimer's character. He fell to the floor with the familiar red blood effect covering his screen. Mortimer respawned and once again, he saw the Baron just running into a wall. It would be a cheap move to farm kills from the pets, so Mortimer kept with his DD44 pistol and went elsewhere on the map to hunt.
"Yeah, the sandwich was good. Thanks for making it." Mortimer said to Lucie, trying to focus on the game. Mortimer got surprised to see that the Baron had walked past him and ended up going into another wall, his legs just moving without actually moving.
I should have called Ray.
The game would go on, though it wouldn't be long.
If anything, Mortimer would need to be at school eventually first thing in the morning with Claude in tow, so he can save the asses of the Horror Club from being shut down. Though, Fray-Fray might have still been fired. And there is the chance that Mortimer would still be executed near a Jamba Juice.
((Mortimer continues on with the game until he is needed elsewhere...))
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"Glad to hear my sandwich was to your liking!" Lucie spoke proudly as the game went on. Claude continued to play casually, just intent on having fun with his sister and friend and pets to his hearts content.
As it went on, his thoughts would occasionally circle back to Sylvie... and Hope... and Maggie. But why? They were all such great friends, but he was starting to feel a certain way about them. A way that he had no idea what to make of it...
Bah!
Claude was certain that was something he could find out another time. For now, he was focusing on having fun.
Fun was a thing that really mattered to him.
[Claude continued elsewhere...]
As it went on, his thoughts would occasionally circle back to Sylvie... and Hope... and Maggie. But why? They were all such great friends, but he was starting to feel a certain way about them. A way that he had no idea what to make of it...
Bah!
Claude was certain that was something he could find out another time. For now, he was focusing on having fun.
Fun was a thing that really mattered to him.
[Claude continued elsewhere...]