Reality Randomizer

Let’s play the quiet game! Because I hate the sound of your voice.

Hi…

'Sup? 

If anyone asks about with a room filled with nothing but bubbles… it wasn’t me.

And that makes you seem so much guiltier. 

There are just way too many babies around here...

Anything you want, surprise me.

Uh okay....look up, it's Santa Claus. [He said snapping his fingers.]

I wouldn’t say she is a god but anyway that’s sound cool. Can you show me?

Sure. What do you want me to do...? 

Tally could see the flip in his eyes before he did it, but she waited, because she had a plan. She couldn’t help but laugh and go, “Oh my god that was so bad,” at his little comment, but without stopping her laughter, she swung her foot back, hitting him hard in the back of his knee, making that knee go limp so she could escape. Popping back on her feet, Tally glanced at her watch. “Well this is getting boring, and I curled my hair just this morning so it can’t stay out in this humidity for too long. Drinks?”

"So bad it's good," he declared with a grin. Soon enough, he found his knee going slack, he pushed himself over on his arm to roll away. As she got up, he did the same and casually dusted off his shirt. He took a second to ponder over her suggestion. He wasn't one for drinks but he supposed that they wouldn't be too bad. "Works for me," he replied with a shrug. 

"Especially with my gorgeous looks. You on the other hand..good luck, you’re going to need it with girls." Tally gave him a fake clap for his somersalt, holding nine fingers in the air. "Nine out of twenty. Good enough I guess." She was ready for his hits when they came, tightening her core and holding her breath, she managed to get through them without taking too much damage. "I don’t lose sweetheart." She said, kicking his feet out from under him and landing on him, hard. She could hear the air being knocked out of him and she winced sarcastically. "Ouch, that must have hurt."

"What I have that you don't have is charm. And how could anyone deny the attractiveness of this face?" He bowed for his somersault anyway before muttering, "Tough crowd." When he felt his leg being sweeped, he immediately knew that he was in for a bout of pain but got himself ready for it anyway. HI locked his shoulder blades so that his entire back didn't have to deal with the blow. "He looked up at her, letting out a small cough before grinning. "A little pain is worth having a girl on top of me." Without warning, he pushed her down and held her hands up above her head while he used his knees to pin her ones back. "Although, I usually like to be on top," he teased. 

"Oh you know I’ve just been dying for some one on one." She smiled sweetly as she threw up her fists, holding them in front of her face. "You up for a little ole fashioned boxing? Tally style of course, which means anything goes." Not waiting for an answer, she came in with a deadly right hook, knocking him to the ground with the power of her hit.

"There are easier ways to get a boy's attention," he chuckled. When he felt her fist smashing against his cheek, he was surprised by the amount of strength in it but it wasn't enough to faze him. He fell onto the ground and immediately rolled into a somersault, finishing with a little hop and getting into his feet. "Taadaa." He immediately flew up to her stomach and landed three hard jabs into her abdomen before jumping back quickly. "Won't it be embarrassing for you to lose in your own style of boxing?" He asked with a playful raise of his eyebrow. 

Tally could tell her makeup was smudging, and that last thing she wanted was the dirt to get all over her face. Pausing for a second, she went completely slack, waiting for his body to automatically respond to that so he wouldn’t topple off her. As soon as he started to subconciously shift, Tally pushed her arms up, rolling over. “Well isn’t this a compromising position?” Winking, she dug her heels into the ground and pushed up with her core, getting out from under him and scrambling to her feet. Hautily wiping a speck of dirt off her cheek, Tally grinned. “Had enough?”

When her body went completely still, he tried to get a better hold on her which unfortunately ended up giving her a opening to roll over. He rolled her eyes at her comment but he found himself actually somewhat enjoying the situation. It had been quite a while since he'd had fun and he figured that this was the closest thing to fun he;'d have for a while. He followed her example and got up, mirroring her grin with one of his own. "What's wrong sunshine? Tired already?" He teased. 

"Ah well, I’m not a nuturing person." Tally let her shoulder roll back with his punch so not much of the blow was actually absorbed into her, letting her not fall when he elbowed her in the back. Throwing her hands out as balance, she smirked. "Who trained you, amatuers?" She twisted her body, hooking her legs around his head and pulling him down with her.

"Hey, they’re my babies, don’t insult them." She nudged them to the side with her foot and cocked her head as he started coming towards her. Stepping to the side of his punch, in the same motion she swiftly turned and grabbed his arm which was still extending into a punch, using it to pull him forward as she backed away. "Going to have to be faster than that."

"Most people don't throw their babies onto the ground like that," he laughed before getting back into the mood. He couldn't help but let out a small smile when he felt her counter the punch. At least it proved that she knew what she was doing. He stumbled a bit when she pushed him forward before swiftly spinning around. "Careful what you wish for," he stated with a wink. He ran up to her again, this time doubling up his speed and just shoved her in the shoulder before spinning on one foot so that he was behind her and shoving his elbow into her back. 

"And you’d be stupid to not let me take it. What are you waiting for?" She gave him a devilish grin, then rolled her eyes. "Oh wait, I forgot. Fair fight? Yeah, I guess." Sighing, she tossed the knife to the side and started strapping off all her guns. First came the tiny pistols hooked to her thighs, then the one in the small of her back, then a couple for various other places. Finally, she took a pin out of her hair, shrugging. "Poision. Nasty stuff. Okay, I think I’m clean. Woah, I feel so light. Oh wait, I forgot." Pulling another knife from inside her shoe, she smiled. "Okay now, now I’m ready. Fair fight."

He raised an eyebrow when she rid herself of her weapons. "You wear too much," he said, shaking his head. "How many guns can you possibly need?" He wondered aloud. As he continued to speak, his steady walk soon turned into a light jog. He threw a semi-fast punch towards her stomach, wondering how she would react to it. He decided that he'd take it easy at first as he figured out her style and level of ability. 

"You’re making it too easy." Tally sighed stepping back. She raised a finger, and was almost almost sultry in the way that she crooked a finger at him. Because this was Tally’s favorite thing in the world, just sparring with someone. She loved the thrill, and that was why she thought she seemed to be better at it than Brett, liked it more.

"Just trying to give you a fair shot," he stated with a shrug and grin. His grin intensified when she crooked her finger at him. It had been a long time since he had a chance to actually have a fight with someone. He and Noah couldn't spar anymore so he was looking for a way to release all his energy. He cracked his knuckles and walked up to her steadily. "I'm giving you an opening, you'd be stupid now to take it."

Tally laughed, almost dumbfounded by his naivity. “Small things are usually the most powerful. A small cut there,” She pointed at the base of his neck, “Or a tiny stab right here..” She tapped the left of his stomach, “Or a chip off right here,” She lightly traced a spot right under his collarbone. “And you’ll be in the worse pain of your life…your very, short life.”

"Why don't you try it then?" He asked, gently grabbing her hand and moving it so that she had a clear pathway to stab him in the stomach. "Lets see how much someone like you can do to someone like me," he concluded voice getting softer while his smile grew. 

Stalking back closer to him, she gave him a mean smile. “Oh come on now, you wouldn’t want to lie to me. Bad things happen to people who lie to me.” She unsheathed her knife from her side, holding it down in a relaxed position. “Wouldn’t want that to happen.”

He raised an eyebrow but walked up to her anyway, a smile creeping onto his face. "Try something," he said quietly. "I'm not a liar but even if I was, that thing's tiny."