Freya let out a long, agonizing sigh, and continued to tug her sister away. She didn't even want to respond to the snarky comments that kept falling out of Hel's mouth. She just wanted her sister out of there, now. She gave Kettil a quick glance, but within it said everything that she needed to say. She'd be back as soon as she took care of.. her own personal Hel.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 7:50 pm
Bilious
"CHRISTOF! HEY!!!" Calder was spotting all his friends and flailing to get their attention over the noise and commotion of the crowds and festivities. "OY! CHRISTOF!"
Amrita had dragged herself out to the festivities as a way to bring her spirits back up. The last few months had been terribly rough on the Vetala, and there was only so much she could do before she snapped; she feared that point was very close. This gathering though, she thought it might help; it was actually working, thanks to the amount of people who gathered and shared, celebrated and laughed. It was a nice balm to cool still-fresh wounds, even without outright participating. She was slowly starting to get into the swing of things, slowly moving towards the crowds instead of staying on the outskirts and fretting; something caught her attention.
A very familiar something - rather, someone - with...a pumpkin head? Okay so that part wasn't right, but the rest... He was unmistakable, even without that armor. Thanks to Prom she knew nearly every bone in his body (having collected almost all his pieces when he broke), so she recognized his wings and his tail immediately.
But he...he couldn't be here, could he?! She was there when he fell, she'd seen him...
She couldn't even finish the thought. It was too painful. She had seen it, but he was there! Her friend, her dear friend...
"AYMET." Was all the warning he got before she smacked him upside his pumpkin head.
Alexander was wiping spit off of his face with the back of his hand, his eye finally open again as he stared fixedly on the ground, trying to ignore the way the world seemed to spin around him. It was almost like he was drunk, or perhaps more like he was experiencing the worst hangover ever after a night of binge drinking to the point of blacking out and forgetting events that had occurred. But he remembered now. He remembered everything up until the point where they had faded away.
"Dead like...I don't know, honestly. We...we didn't just dissipate. We were drained entirely of our Fear. We just...faded away..." His voice was hoarse, and cracked every few words as he struggled to make the dizziness stop. He was now taking in long, deep breaths, more to clear his mind then for an actual need of oxygen. He could survive perfectly fine without it.
"Me, you, Aymet, and that ghoul from the student council, Shehk." He was pretty much just voicing Mort's thoughts. He swallowed hard and closed his eye again before continuing.
"We gave Red our Fear fragments so that she could fight against the hunter with the Scythe. She said that she might be able to beat him." And she must have, for them to be back, and for it to be Halloween, and for Xiu to be here...that meant that they had won, right?
"Mort...we've been gone for quite a long time...I need...I need to find...." He couldn't even bring himself to say the boils name, and he choked out a sob before he could stop himself. The regret he had felt before dying, most of it had been over one person.
"And you..." His voice hitched a little before he could continue. "Belladonna is probably worried..."
The dracolich didn't seem aware of her until she called out to him. Aymet's tail swished a little, picking up in speed at the familiar voice.
"Amrita-?"
He had a brief flash of memory - a flash of blue eyes, a foggy figure several stories tall, walking off toward -
"Ow!" Amrita had hit him hard enough to dislodge an envelope from the jack-o-lantern's grin. It fell to the ground amongst the silver seeds. Aymet's phylactery lit up with surprise, and he popped the jack-o-lantern off before Amrita broke it over his head. "What was that for??"
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Aymet is a tall dead dude in armor with skeleton wings/tail and a pumpkin on his head.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:37 pm
The Vetala was practically leo squinting at the Dracolich after moving around to face him. She was suspicious and rightfully so, but...that reaction was pretty standard Aymet. He didn't seem any different than she remembered him...
"Reasons." She explained briefly, leaning bodily to one side and tilting her head as if trying to see him from a different angle. Not that she knew what she was looking for, but clearly this was the way to go about it. After a moment or two she seemed to be content with whatever it was she had been looking for - and apparently found - and moved again. This time she wrapped her arms around the much taller Undead, resting her cheek against the burning cold of his armour.
"I'm glad you're okay." At least...he seemed okay. She was assuming a lot, but it was better than the alternative.
The small Imp hid behind Eva's golem, tugging on a pant leg like a lost child. He was intensely disturbed that a being of Halloween was making googoo eyes at him.
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Otto is in a golem that looks like a 4 foot tall Fire Imp demon.
Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:51 pm
So, Nuk and Sparrow knew the boil named Jack. Great, now only she would be the awkward one around him… Not that she was particularly worried; he seemed like a cool cat. So there was Nukpana, Sparrow, and now Jack. Well whatever for now she’d just listen and hopefully wouldn’t be trampled by inside jokes and all of this bro-love.
Something about a train came up. What even? It went over her head, but it sounded like a class may have been on a train… Then that Nuk probably failed that class. It made her smile for some reason. She’s be to scared to take the risk of failing something at Amity.
"As long as he is behaving, then we should be good." She answered both of them, round-about like. She was honestly just teasing Uller - he was something akin to a strange friend. Enemy. They had words.
Hearing the question from the taller boil, his ability to piece her names meaning made her smile openly as she nodded to him. "Clever flower. My parents had always hoped I would be quick. Rather amusing that it was a wish come true, I outsmarted most of my adversaries as a youth." She answered him, chuckling softly at the memories of her youth, before tilting her head, hoping to guess at his own.
"Yours is, something about hiding?" She asked him, hoping she had gotten close.
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Lifen is p. sure all her friends are taller than her, except Lan and Yuzhi.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:58 pm
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Kaiyumi
TG wasn't having any of that, only grinning wider, flashing his sharp teeth. "Come on, baby. I don't bite....hard."He moved to try and go around the male incubus she was holding onto. Some punk with no shirt - blah! Only TG would know what could make this fire imp hot and bothered.
He moved around, trying to get to her, tail curling and giving off little sparks of flame.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 9:01 pm
Harrison felt swept up, and not just by Rep. Emotionally, atmospherically, they were full, whole-
And he hoped fake unicorn tears weren't worth anything, because he was getting them all over Rep's shoulder. The range of smells wasn't as powerful as the werewolf golem's, but his nose was damn sensitive, and the sharp smell of meat and damp fur went straight to the back of his throat. The tang wasn't bad.
He unknotted his hands from Rep's back, and brought them up to his over-sized jaw, where rows and rows of teeth were waiting behind a hide similar to the ones Rep liked to bring home.
He pressed a hasty, enthusiastic kiss there, silvery and light, and then another, as close to Rep as he could get in the thick of the crowd. Both their cheeks were wet.
Everything in him was humming with familiarity and power.
Harrison is a hunter, in a 5'6 female unicorn golem.
Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 9:09 pm
Eva finally managed to compose herself, or at least enough so so that she wasn't attracting attention for being a blubbering, shirtless man. Robert earned a smile and a light pat on the shoulder, and then she straightened up, turning to look at Jude. "Wellllllll, we could--...?"
She glanced down when she felt something tug at her pant leg. At first, upon seeing the little fire imp, she panicked. She wasn't, uh...attracting Halloween girls with this ridiculous golem, was she? Fortunately, upon further inspection, she realized that the petite imp was probably their fourth member who had disappeared into the crowd earlier.
The girl smiled, but it faltered slightly when she realized just why it was that Otto was suddenly clinging to her. Eying the following male imp with a scowl, she reached down to pull Otto to her side, and just to be safe, used the other hand to pull Gale to her other side.
Yes, she--a shirtless lust demon--had her arms around two, 4 foot-something girls. No, she was not aware of what this looked like. She just wanted to keep her friends away from flirting Halloween creatures.
Puffing up a little, she regarded the Halloweener with a lifted brow, forcing a somewhat awkward scowl on her face. "I don't think she wants to talk to you, so if you would so kindly leave her alone and scram?"
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Eva's golem is a male, 5'7" lust demon. (S)he has no shirt on. |:
And this was the part he stayed quiet. They were going on about what names meant and he did not share their name language. He let his ears flick about as he wandered a few steps, honestly not going very far. Uller did not know many, but maybe Frost would appear? That would something he would look forward too. Even more for Tahki, but she wouldn't show up for some time, still. That thought put a sour look on his face and he just stood there next to Yin, back turned to the two, arms crossed over his chest.
Wonderful. This celebration was happening and he wanted to go curl up in his bed again. Maybe this wasn't a good day to rejoice.
It wasn't though he didn't want to be happy, he did, it was just that.. well.. When his best friend wasn't here, and the ones he could talk to were all busy, what was he supposed to do? The boil was bored stiff now and just couldn't focus. His name mean nothing because they didn't speak his home language and he didn't speak theirs, so their names meant nothing.
Linguistics were so boring when you couldn't begin to learn them. He shifted this way and that on his feet and rubbed his hands down his arms to get some sort of sensation to them. Uller felt numb. Numb from being alone. Alone meant bad things were going to happen while he dreamt and he didn't really want to have bad dreams. It made him very warm and stuffy and it was very low on the good feeling meter. He supposed he could join in or something, but being sociable when he was feeling low was hard.
Damn it, why was he crushing so hard on the ghoul he hadn't known that long?
Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 9:11 pm
Christof flinched as his name was suddenly HOLLERED across the festivities, and quickly ran his way over to the Kelpie with a furious expression and a mad series of gesticulations to quiet down.
TG watched as his prize was taken and glared up at the lust demon who was just stealing all the ghouls. What, so he thought he could get everyone without a shirt? HUH? TG would take off his shirt too if it wasn't for the fact it was cold out.
"I think she does, so who about you just prance off you shirtless princess!" He said before puffing into thin air in a puff of smoke. He appeared beside Otto, smiling as he curled his tail around "her's". "How about you leave the Boil Blunder and spend time with a real man." He tail continued to curl around Otto's.
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