[img]http://i.imgur.com/k4gahzg.png[/img] [u][b]Los Paraisos: Pellagio Hotel[/b][/u] Thunderhawk gritted his teeth and sighed. He wanted to get away from the rest of the Guilders and focus his attentions on the mission Tiberius had set him, but perhaps there was no other way around it other then to gain their help. Afterall, he, Xandra and Aria had spent the past week searching for the missing women with absolutely no luck… and as much as he might detest it, what they needed were eyes to scan and search for them for. But the rest of them were too busy wrapped up in their games of their new found celebrity, right? Sigh. "Los Paraisos is a large area, where do you think we'll find the others?" Asked Xandra. Lucien shrugged in response. "Maybe they went to get breakfast, yeah?" "Most likely no. Thunderhawk, do you have a plan?” The ranger’s response was a picking of his nose and flicking of his booger in a disinterested direction. Xandra held in and moved beyond her annoyance to say nothing, instead focusing on their need to find everyone else. “If not...then our best chance of finding them is walking around and asking if anyone has seen a particular group of people." “Oh what joy,” Thunderhawk replied with his trademark eye roll. With the majority of the hotel floor now clear of the paparazzi, the reporters now having sprawled back out into the resort after finding no sign of them in the Pellagio, it was easier then ever to move about and search for their companions, to no such luck. Xandra and Lucien kept their eyes wide open and focused on searching for even the smallest detail of their friends, whilst Thunderhawk lazily followed behind, still drinking his soda. Searching for people to then search for other people… ridiculous. He started to remember why he had abandoned the Pride in the first place. Because of antics like this. And then… then there was the sound of rumbling. The ground beneath them shook, and all three of the Guilders suddenly froze in place. This wild shaking sounded like a herd of bulls rampaging! And then, at the far end of the corridor… [i]he[/i] appeared. He stopped in his spot, until he discovered the threesome, before breaking out into a new charge towards them. He was upon them in no time at all, screaming and wailing before tackling both Thunderhawk and Lucien to the ground, Thunderhawk’s soda flying out of his hands and spilling everywhere. [img]http://i.imgur.com/fFjj2Cx.png[/img] “Broooooooooooooooooooooooooooos!!!” Clive screamed. “I-i-i-i-i-i-!” “Get the hell off of me, fatso!” Thunderhawk tried to push the heavy Clive off, to no avail. God, his sweaty, slobbering face would undo the hardwork of that shower he just had! [i]“I-i-i-i-i-it’s an emergencyyyyyyyyyyy!”[/i] Clive howled again. --- [img]http://i.imgur.com/xZU5HxC.png[/img] [u][b]Los Paraisos: Saint Drega’s Church[/b][/u] "Oh... Oh! Right!" Lisette piped up, turning toward Tom. "Mister Father Tom, could you tell us more about last night? Do you remember if we said what we had been doing before we got here, or if we were planning on going anywhere after? Or if there was a capybara with me...?" “Hmm, hmm…” Tom’s eyes drew shut, his head low as he contemplated Lisette’s questions with as much muscle and might as he could. Recollecting last night’s wedding… he could remember the pomp and splendour of it, but other details such as what they had done before or after…? “I do remember you all saying what you were doing before you came here, actually. You said you were partying at my bro’s nightclub. ‘The Bucking Bronco’. Pretty cool establishment, Freddie takes care of it quite nicely. You guys said that’s where you spent your stag and hen parties.” Tom began to explain. “After that… you guys just said you were going to go on your honeymoon.” Tom shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know what that meant exactly, but I do know that what newly wedded couples do on their honeymoon is have lots and lots of-” “A-a-a-a-and what about a capybara?” Syed interjected before he could finish the sentence. Moira glared at him. “Hang on, we’re missing out on a clue here you idiot. Lots and lots of what? Drinks? Did we go to another bar?” “A capybara?” Tom continued Syed and Lisette’s line of questioning, before shaking his head. “I’m sorry, I don’t think so. What’s a capybara? Some sort of food?” [img]http://i.imgur.com/8mPMSWF.png[/img] And then, with full force and without warning, the doors to the church suddenly slammed open. After the glaring force of the sun beyond died down, the quartet could see both Amy and Marcus standing a short distance outside, Amy’s arms folded under her bosom, keeping herself to herself as Marcus stood watch nearby, holding his staff, a pleasant smile plastered on his face. And with them was a man, the very same man who had just thrown open the doors to the church with incredible force. A man… in an afro. [img]http://i.imgur.com/7887mbz.png[/img] “BRO!” Jerry screamed. “Thank god you’re here! And all of you guys too! We’re in trouble!!” “Trouble, bro?” Tom’s face grew dark with horror. “What’s going on??” [i]“It’s an emergency, bro! A real big emergency!! We need to find Big Bro, now!!!”[/i] --- [img]http://i.imgur.com/CpfbCG4.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/Cgrj9OP.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/wRUDeH2.png[/img] [u][b]Los Paraisos: La Macabaret[/b][/u] Crimson Justice just stood in awed silence as he watched the flickering screen before him. Thanks to Aria’s questioning of Ken, they were able to discover just what exactly had happened the previous night to encourage them becoming celebrities. And Crimson Justice… he couldn’t do anything but just stand and watch in awe. “What’s going on?” Dylan asked, popping into the production room with Selan and Trixie in tow. Trixie was flopping her uzi up and down in the air, trying to get all of the smelly urinal water dislodged from the gun, as Selan did her best to stay as far away as possible from the splashes. Her focus was centred completely on doing her best to avoid the drips, until she heard the sound too. The sound of her own voice… and his. Singing a song that she did not recognise at all. What was that? “Is that… is that us?” Selan asked, walking towards the monitor and standing in front of everyone else to watch. She too, like Don, was stunned speechless. Beginning with the two of them rising from the ground on raised podiums, they each began to sing as they walked down the circular steps to the main stage, against a black starry canvas lying behind. A full orchestral band accompanied the melody they sung, as gradually the two drew closer, and closer. And once together, even breaking out to a small piece of dance alongside, twirling in spins and the extending of their arms to one another. Like Ken said… it was beautiful. Even now the man was blubbering his eyes out, snot dripping from his nose. “Big Bro isth the besth singer I’ve ever known!” He wailed. “And you’re beautiful as well, Missth!” Freddie patted his friend’s shoulder, giving him a handkerchief to loudly blow on, before wiping a single tear from his own eye. And then, on the monitor, as the song drew to a close… Don bent down on one knee, and with his hands outstretched towards Selan, a shining diamond ring offered to her… “Selan Leclair… would you do me the honour of marrying me?” “WAAAAAAAAAA IT’S SO BEAUTIFUUUUULLLLLLLL~~~~” Ken ended up screaming, a fountain of tears pouring out of his eyes. “I can’t, bros, I just… I can’t!” Ken shook his head from side to side, burying his face in his sleeve. “Miss, please tell me you’ll marry my big bro! You’re perfect! And he’s perfect! You’d be perfect together!” Ken stared all too intensely towards her. Whilst for Crimson Justice… the man underneath the mask turned as red as his namesake. But before an answer could be received… “Ken! Ken! Bro! It’s an emergency!!” [img]http://i.imgur.com/aiPoQUm.png[/img] Doors slammed open violently open, and in burst Cid, skidding to a stop inside the production room. “We need your help, we- we- Freddie! Bro! And all our other bros! CRIMSON JUSTICE BRO! THANK GOD YOU’RE ALL HERE!” Cid screamed. “Bro?” Ken, Freddie and Crimson Justice said in unison. “What’s up?” “It’s… it’s an emergency!” Cid continued. “The most terrible thing in the world has happened! We… we need your help! We need to find Big Bro right now!!” “Bro, bro…” Ken walked to Cid, shaking his head from side to side and placing a warm arm over his friend’s shoulder in an effort to ease his hysterics. “Calm down, bro. Whatever it is, I’m sure it’s not a big problem. What’s happened?” [i]“Big Sis… Big Sis has been KIDNAPPED!!”[/i] And then… after a brief silence… [b]“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!”[/b]