That's Life!: Part 1
 

The sun was shining high in the sky, as it blazed over the Arkham Apartments building. Today seemed like any other, and it was for the denzins of this building. Specifically, it seemed like a normal day for the inhabitants of apartment 6F, inhabited by a large number of somewhat odd individuals that had somehow, for better or for worse, came together in one apartment to pay for it, and to make a living. This tale seems like it should be like any other, but that is for Fate to decide, and apparently Fate is in a cranky mood today and want's some action...

It was the morning, so some people might be getting ready to go off to jobs, while others are hanging outand eating breakfast. Over and above all other noise, is the distinct sound of the morning news on the TV.

OOC: Weird stuff can happen later, if you still want in this, just introduce your person now and keep it regular to a degree at least.

John was taking up the couch. Since the news was on and boredom was catching up to him, he took out a GBA and started mashing the buttons like no tommorow. The noises of button mashing and simplified sound effects was annoying anyonne who could hear it, but he never really cared about what they said, so he just kept playing anyway.

"Neo", as he was called, leaped from car to car, trying to attack a certain man in a buisness suit. A lawyer, to be exact. Suddenly, in a very dramatic leap, Neo fell upon the lawyer with his feet, causing him to shout out some rather rude words. Soon afterwards, the man in the black trenchcoat backflipped off, landing in a martial arts stance, with his hand out, beckoning to the lawyer. "What the-? What are you doing?" Neo just beckoned more. The lawyer tilted his head to the side and gave Neo a funny look. "Um, right, I need to get going now, I have a very important buisness meeting I need to go t-" And soon, Neo, out of frustration, changed his beckon to a middle finger. "Hey!!! I'm a very powerful man, mind you, and you'll regret tha-" The lawyer was cut off again by the man in the black trenchcoat leaping at him in a side kick. Somehow, despite his dramatic, heavy clothing, he managed to kick him far enough into a car, smashing his back into it, causing it's alarm to go off. "AAAAaaaaaghh....my....my back...." Neo soon leaped up with incredible strength, landing on a building, running as he whipped out a cellphone and said into it while running, "I need an exit, quick. I've got an agent on my tail." There was no answer. "Operator? Operator?!" Swearing loudly, Neo took off in a ran, jumping across buildings and making people look up and point.

Link, noticing that the others were up, went, while no one was watching, outside to the tree and assumed his normal position of blissful sleep in the shade.

Brad was half on his bed, half not. He was currently hanging over the bed at his waist, reading a book. His shirt was coming up a bit, and he laying across it was his pet cat. Jabber.

Sighing, he finished his book, and came back up, nudging the cat off. Silently, he rolled onto his feet, walking over to his north wall. Which was covered in his large collection of weaponry. Guns to swords and everything in between.

He picked a broadsword off, and started running through some practices. And knocked his lamp off, shattering it.

"DAMMIT!"

He put the sword back, and went to get a broom.

Zak groaned, the sun shining in on him from outside. He rolled over, and realized he had been sleeping on his watch. He peeled the device from his face and checked the time. It was nearly noon.

"Gaaaahhhh"

He had fallen asleep in his work clothes. He'd been working a lot lately, mostly midnight shifts. Zak worked at a local mortuary. It was the only job he could keep with his...'condition'. They'd been working him hard. That always seemed to bring out the worst in him.

"You're not vooling anyone, meatbag. I know you're talking avout me. I KNOW YOU'RE PLOTTING AGAINST ME!" Vlad screamed. His dark, bloody voice echoing through the room.

"Shut up, no one asked you." Zak retorted.

"Friends, please stop fighting!" Ghandi's gentle voice entering the fray.

"Ghandi, shut up!!" Vlad and Zak yelled as one.

"Whatever," Ghandi says "But you can forget about me helping you get a date, loner-boy!"

"Dammit."

OOC: How would you feel about me using different colors to help differentiate between personalities?

OOC: That would be fine, and work well overall since he does have so many personalities.

OOC: I'm going to make a discussion thread now, since I realized I forgot to make one...

By noon, Link had been asleep for the whole time, so he sat up and drank some "Lon Lon Milk." Afterwards he went back to sleep under his tree.

By one O'Clock that afternoon, Link starts to get the feeling that no one is going to try and wake him so that he can start his "epic quest," so he goes back inside and gets some real lunch.

As Link walked into the kitchen, Brad was walking in from the other direction in his search of a broom. He was resting a sword lightly against his shoulder, and noticed Link. He promptly did his best to hide the sword.

"I didn't take your sword. What sword? You're scaring me. I know nothing. Can you handle the truth, YOU'RE A LUNATIC!"

To that, being forbidden to speak in sentences(other than "Hey!" or "Over Here!"), Link merely shakes his head in a distinctly "No I'm not" manner. He then lunges at Brad and grabs the "Master Sword" from him.